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It is easy to distinguish between the intonation of Haply there is another reward. The mens conscia an Indian and a white man. The men whose con- recti is not an idle phrase. There are those who versation reached our ears were whites-their lan-esteem it-who have experienced both sustenance and guage was our own, with all its coarse embellishments. comfort from its sweet whisperings. My companion's discernment went beyond this—he Though sadly pained at the conclusions to which recognised the individuals.

I was compelled—not only by the incident I had Golly! Massr George, it ar tha two dam ruffins witnessed, but by a host of others lately heard of-Spence and Bill William !'

I congratulated myself on the course I had pursued. Jake's conjecture proved correct. We drew closer Neither by word nor act, had I thrown one feather to the spot. The evergreen trees concealed us per- | into the scale of injustice. I had no cause for self. fectly. We got up to the edge of an opening; and accusation. My conscience cleared me of all ill-will there saw the herd of beeves, the two Indians who towards the unfortunate people, who were soon to had driven them, and the brace of worthies already stand before me in the attitude of enemies. named.

My thoughts dwelt not long on the general question We stood under cover watching and listening; and -scarcely a moment. That was driven out of my in a very short while, with the help of a few hints mind by reflections of a more painful nature-by the from my companion, I comprehended the whole affair. sympathies of friendship, of love. I thought only of

Each of the Indians-worthless outcasts of their the ruined widow, of her children, of Maümee. It tribe-was presented with a bottle of whisky and a were but truth to confess that I thought only of the few trifling trinkets. This was in payment for their last; but this thought comprehended all that belonged night's work—the plunder of lawyer Grubbs's pastures. to her. All of hers were endeared, though she was

Their share of the business was now over; and they the centre of the endearment. were just in the act of delivering up their charge as And for all I now felt sympathy, sorrow-ay, a we arrived upon the ground. Their employers, whose far more poignant bitterness than grief—the ruin of droving bout was here to begin, had just handed sweet hopes. I scarcely hoped ever to see them again. over their rewards. The Indians might go home and Where were they now? Whither had they gone? get drunk: they were no longer needed. The cattle Conjectures, apprehensions, fears, floated upon my would be taken to some distant part of the country, fancy. I could not avoid giving way to dark imaginwhere a market would be readily found--or, what was ings. The men who had committed that crime were of equal probability, they would find their way back capable of any other, even the highest known to the to lawyer Grubbs's own plantation, having been calendar of justice. Wha ha become of these rescued by the gallant fellows Spence and Williams friends of my youth? from a band of Indian rievers! This would be a fine My companion could throw no light on their history tale for the plantation fireside-a rare chance for a after that day of wrong. He ''sposed tha had move representation to the police and the powers.

off to some oder clarin in da Indy-en rezav, for folks Oh, those savage Seminole robbers! they must be nebba heern o'um nebber no more arterward.' got rid of—they must be moved' out.

Even this was only a conjecture. A little relief As the cattle chanced to belong to lawyer Grubbs, to the heaviness of my thoughts was imparted by the I did not choose to interfere. I could tell my tale changing scene. elsewhere; and, without making our presence known, Hitherto we had been travelling through a pinemy companion and I turned silently upon our heels, forest. About noon we passed from it into a large regained our horses, and went our way reflecting. tract of hommock, that stretched right and left of our I entertained no doubt about the justness of our

The road or path we followed rari directly surmise—no doubt that Williams and Spence had across it. employed the drunken Indians-no more that lawyer The scene became suddenly changed as if by a Grubbs had employed Williams and Spence, in this magic transformation. The soil under our feet was circuitous transaction.

different, as also the foliage over our heads. The The stream must be muddied upwardthe poor pines were no longer around us. Our view was Indian must be driven to desperation.

interrupted on all sides by a thick frondage of evergreen trees-some with broad shining coriaceous leaves, as the magnolia that here grew to its full stature. Alongside it stood the live-oak, the red mulberry, the

Bourbon laurel, iron-wood, Halesia and Callicarpa, At college, as elsewhere, I had been jeered for taking while towering above all rose the cabbage-palm, the Indian side of the question. Not unfrequently proudly waving its plumed crest in the breeze, as if was I 'twitted' with the blood of poor old Powhatan, saluting with supercilious nod its humbler companions which, after two hundred years of 'whitening,' must beneath. have circulated very sparsely in my veins. It was For a long while we travelled under deep shadowsaid I was not patriotic, since I did not join in the not formed by the trees alone, but by their parasites vulgar clamour, so congenial to nations when they as well—the large grape-vine loaded with leaves—the talk of an enemy.

coiling creepers of smilax and hedera—the silvery tufts Nations are like individuals. To please them, you of tillandsia shrouded the sky from our sight. The must be as wicked as they-feel the same sentiment, path was winding and intricate. Prostrate trunks or speak it—which will serve as well-affect like often carried it in a circuitous course, and often was loves and hates; in short, yield up independence of it obstructed by the matted trellis of the muscadine, thought, and cry 'crucify’with the majority.

whose gnarled limbs stretched from tree to tree like This is the world's man-the patriot of the time. the great stay-cables of a ship.

He who draws his deductions from the fountain of The scene was somewhat gloomy, yet grand and truth, and would try to stem the senseless current of impressive. It chimed with my feelings at the a people's prejudgments, will never be popular during moment; and soothed me even more than the airy life. Posthumously he may, but not this side the open of the pine-woods. grave. Such need not seek the living fame' for Having crossed this belt of dark forest, near its which yearned the conqueror of Peru: he will not opposite edge we came upon one of these singular find it. If the true patriot desire the reward of glory, ponds already described—a circular basin surrounded he must look for it only from posterity-long after his by hillocks and rocks of testaceous formation-an mouldering bones' have rattled in the tomb.

extinct water-volcano. In the barbarous jargon of






the Saxon settler, these are termed sinks, though exact counterpart to that one whose story was now & most inappropriately, for where they contain water, it legend of the plantation. is always of crystalline brightness and purity.

The wild scenes of that day were recalled; the The one at which we had arrived was nearly full details starting fresh into our recollection, as if they of the clear liquid. Our horses wanted drink-so did had been things of yesterday - the luring of the we. It was the hottest hour of the day. The woods amphibious monster-the perilous encounter in the beyond looked thinner and less shady. was just tank--the chase—the capture—the trial and fiery the time and place to make halt; and, dismounting, sentence- the escape - the long lingering pursuit we prepared to rest, and refresh ourselves.

across the lake, and the abrupt awful ending-all were Jake carried a capacious haversack, whose distended remembered at the moment with vivid distinctness. I sides—with the necks of a couple of bottles protruding could almost fancy I heard that cry of agony—that from the pouch-gave proof of the tender solicitude we half-drowned ejaculation, uttered by the victim as he had left behind us.

sank below the surface of the water. They were not The ride had given me an appetite, the heat had pleasant memories either to my companion or myself, caused thirst; but the contents of the haversack soon and we soon ceased to discourse of them. satisfied the one, and a cup of claret, mingled with As if to bring more agreeable reflections, the cheerwater from the cool calcareous fountain, gave luxurious ful 'gobble' of a wild turkey at that moment sounded relief to the other.

in our ears; and Jake asked my permission to go in A cigar was the natural finish to this al fresco search of the game. No objection being made, he took repast; and, having lighted one, I lay down upon my up the rifle, and left me. back, canopied by the spreading branches of an I re-lit my 'havanna'-stretched myself as before umbrageous magnolia.

along the soft sward, watched the circling eddies of the I watched the blue smoke as it curled upward purple smoke, inhaled the narcotic fragrance of the among the shining leaves, causing the tiny insects to flowers, and once more fell asleep. flutter away from their perch.

This time I dreamed, and my dreams appeared to be My emotions grew still-thought became lull within only the continuation of the thoughts that had been my bosom--the powerful odour from the coral cones 80 recently in my mind. They were visions of that and large wax-like blossoms added its narcotic eventful day; and once more its events passed in influences ; and I fell asleep.

review before me, just as they had occurred.

In one thing, however, my dream differed from the reality. I dreamt that I saw the mulatto rising back to the surface of the water, and climbing out upon the

shore of the island. I dreamt that he had escaped I had been but a few minutes in this state of uncon- unscathed, unhurt—that he had returned to revenge sciousness, when I was awakened by a plunge, as of himself—that by some means he had got me in his some one leaping into the pond. I was not startled power, and was about to kill me! sufficiently to look around, or even to open my eyes. At this crisis in my dream, I was again suddenly

• Jake is having a dip,' thought I; an excellent awakened—this time not by the plashing of water, but idea-I shall take one myself presently.'

by the sharp 'spang' of a rifle that had been fired It was a wrong conjecture. The black had not near. leaped into the water, but was still upon the bank near Jake has found the turkeys,' thought I. 'I hope me, where he also had been asleep. Like myself, he has taken good aim. I should like to carry one to awakened by the noise, he had started to his feet; and the fort. It might be welcome at the mess-table, I heard his voice, crying out:

since I hear that the larder is not overstocked. Jake 'Lor, Massr George ! lookee dar!-ain't he a big is a good shot, and not likely to miss. If’un? Whugh!'

My reflections were suddenly interrupted by a I raised my head and looked toward the pond. It second report, which, from its sharp detonation, I knew was not Jake who was causing the commotion in the to be also that of a rifle. water-it was a large alligator.

My God! what can it mean? Jake has but one gun, It had approached close to the bank where we were and but one barrel-he cannot have reloaded since lying; and, balanced upon its broad breast, with mus- he has not had time. Was the first only a fancy of cular arms and webbed feet spread to their full extent, my dream? Surely I heard a report? surely it was it was resting upon the water, and eyeing us with that which awoke me? There were two shots—I could evident curiosity. With head erect above the surface, not be mistaken.' and tail stifly cocked' upward, it presented a comic, In surprise, I sprang to my feet. I was alarmed yet hideous aspect.

as well. I was alarmed for the safety of my com‘Bring me my rifle, Jake!' I said, in a half-whisper. panion. Certainly I had heard two reports. Two "Tread gently, and don't alarm it!'

rifles must have been fired, and by two men. Jake Jake stole off to fetch the gun; but the reptile may have been one, but who was the other? We appeared to comprehend our intentions—for, before I were upon dangerous ground. Was it an enemy? could lay hands upon the weapon, it revolved suddenly I shouted out, calling the black by name. on the water, shot off with the velocity of an arrow, I was relieved on hearing his voice. I heard it at and dived into the dark recesses of the pool.

some distance off in the woods; but I drew fresh Rifle in hand, I waited for some time for its reap- alarm from it as I listened. It was uttered, not in pearance; but it did not again come to the surface. reply to my call, but in accents of terror. Likely enough, it had been shot at before, or otherwise Mystified, as well as alarmed, I seized my pistols, attacked; and now recognised in the upright form and ran forward to meet him. I could tell that he a dangerous enemy. The proximity of the pond to was coming towards me, and was near; but under a frequented road rendered probable the supposition. the dark shadow of the trees his black body was not

Neither my companion nor I would have thought yet visible. He still continued to cry out, and I could more about it, but for the similarity of the scene to now distinguish what he was saying. one well known to us. In truth, the resemblance was • Gorramighty! Gorramighty!' he exclaimed in a remarkable—the pond, the rocks, the trees that grew tone of extreme terror. 'Lor! Massr George, are you around, all bore a likeness to those with which our hurt?' eyes were familiar. Even the reptile we had just seen Hurt! what the deuce should hurt me?' -in form, in size, in fierce ugly aspect-appeared the But for the two reports, I should have fancied that he had fired the rifle in my direction, and was under assurance of scientific men, we believe if steam be the impression he might have hit me.

passed through a dry tube, passing through cold water, "You are not shot? Gorramighty be thank you most of it will issue at the other end of the tube unare not shot, Massr George.'

changed. If, on the other hand, a certain quantity "Why, Jake, what does it all mean?'

of hot water, formed from former steam, remains in At this moment, he emerged from the heavy timber, the tube, bent for the purpose of retaining it in the and in the open ground I had a clear view of him. hollow, then all the steam will be condensed, and flow

His aspect did not relieve me from the apprehen- out in the state of water. sion that something strange had occurred.

Thus the recovery of any quantity of used steam He was the very picture of terror, as exhibited in a may be provided for without any necessity for admixnegro. His eyes were rolling in their sockets—the ture with salt water. It is only necessary to pass this whites oftener visible than either pupil or iris. His used steam into a tube running a certain way through lips were white and bloodless; the black skin upon his a body of cold water, and having a bend near the face was blanched to an ashy paleness; and his teeth point of final escape containing a little hot water, and chattered as he spoke. His attitudes and gestures all the steam will reappear as hot water. The importconfirmed my belief that he was in a state of extreme ance of this to marine steam-navigation is obviously terror.

incalculable: its advantages, in point of facility and As soon as he saw me, he ran hurriedly up, and simplicity, over other modes of accomplishing the same grasped me by the arm at the same time casting object, must be plain at the first glance to all who are fearful glances in the direction whence he had come, in the least acquainted with the subject. as if some dread danger was behind him!

But it has to be considered that one advantage of I knew that under ordinary circumstances Jake was the old mode of condensation is, that the used steam no coward-quite the contrary. There must have escapes into a vacuum, and consequently with much been peril then, what was it?

greater facility than it would even into a space filled I looked back; but in the dark depths of the forest with air, not to mention one filled with elastic steam. shade, I could distinguish no other object than the The mode of producing this vacuum by the agency brown trunks of the trees.

of the steam itself, and which we shall now attempt I again appealed to him for an explanation.

to describe, strikes us as being extremely interesting. O Lor! it wa-wa-war him; Ise sure it war him.' Let us suppose a boiler generating and sending forth Him? who?'

steam through a conducting tube into a cylinder. This "O Massr George; you-you-you shure you not steam will drive the piston along, until, finding a valve hurt. He fire at you. I see him tết--take aim; I open, its own elasticity causes it to rush into the space fire at himI fire after; I mi-mi-miss; he run left free to it beyond the valve. Here, in the old system, away-way-way.'

it was met, as before observed, by the cold-water dash,' Who fired? who ran away?'

and, as steam, destroyed; now, it will be allowed to O Gor! it wa-wa-war him; him or him go-go-escape into the bent tube above described, and will be ghost.'

propelled along this tube at the presumed rate of pres'For heaven's sake, explain! what him ? what ghost ? sure—about thirty pounds to the inch. The effect of Was it the devil you have seen ?'

the cold water outside, and the hot water in the bend *Troof, Massr George; dat am de troof. It of the tube, will cause it to condense as we have said ; wa-wa-war de debbel I see: it war Yell Jake.' but the vacuum into which the water may run has still • Yellow Jake?'

to be provided.

To effect this object, the bent tube is connected with

a closed vessel fitted with a valve at top opening outCURIOSITIES OF STEAM-POWER.

wards, and thus the first operation will be the filling So great are our obligations to this prime mover, and the whole apparatus with steam at a certain pressure ; so important is its place in modern civilisation, that but when the water condenses in the tube, for the any information relating to it is interesting. Those reasons mentioned above, the supply of steam is cut off, who have studied the subject will receive with some

the valve of the closed vessel will shut, and prevent little surprise the new facts to which we now propose by the simplest and most natural means, and the flow

the entrance of air, and thus a vacuum will be formed to direct their attention, and which may be said to be of the condensed steam, in the form of water, into the of somewhat an anomalous character.

vessel, will go on in vacuo. Thus, the same advantages The first of these facts is, that, in the process of will be secured in the new as under the old system, condensation, another circumstance than the mere so far as the vacuum is concerned; but, in addition, presence of cold water is necessary, at least as regards the water thus recovered will be returned to the boiler, condensation in tubes ; and the second is, that the not only free from all impurity—as distilled fresh steam itself may be made to produce a vacuum, the use water, in fact—but also at à heat which will promote of which in working engines promises to be of very economy in fuel to a considerable extent. great importance. We shall endeavour to place both It would be quite superfluous to insist upon advantthese matters briefly before our readers.

ages so obvious as these; and we have no doubt that It is popularly known that, in the low-pressure' the ascertained laws relating to them will allow of engines, such as are used in most sea-going ships, the their being fully realised in the way proposed. The

used steam'—that is, the steam which has just driven great desideratum, in the absence of any less complithe piston from one end of the cylinder to the other-is cated prime mover, is obviously some certain mode of allowed to escape into a secondary vessel, called the preventing the waste of water—that is, of fresh water ‘condenser,' where it is met by a dash of cold salt-in long sea-voyages. 'Hall’s Condensers' had done water, which condenses it. It is evident, however, much to meet the case; but a moment's reflection will that the water formed by this condensation must be enable the reader to see that, in the way now proposed, saline and impure, and is consequently unfit to return the object will be accomplished on the most advantato the boiler with good effect. But a very great im- geous and economical principle; and although the provement on this system is in contemplation, which assertion may seem somewhat rash, in presence of consists in the condensation being carried on in a tube ever-progressing improvements

, it seems as if we had passing through cold salt water, not in the cold salt reached the point where nothing more be water itself.

desired, in this way the limit of perfection having Here a most curious fact presents itself. Upon the been attained.


My body fails, my quickened soul

Fights, desperate, ere it go;
The blank air shrieks with voices wild,

But not the voice I know :
Dim shapes come beckoning through the dark;

Ghost-touches thrill my hair;
Faces, long strange, peer glimmering by,

But one face is not there.

Lost-lost! and such a little way

From that dear sheltering door : Lost, lost, out of the open arms

Left empty evermore : His will be done. O gate of heaven,

Fairer than earthly door, Receive me!- Everlasting Arms

Enfold me evermore!

And so, farewell.

No mortal hand
This, on my darkening eyes ?
My name too—which I thought to hear

Next time in Paradise ?
Warm arms-close lips-oh, saved, saved, saved !

Across the deathly moor
Sought, found I and yonder through the night

Shineth the blessed door.

LOST IN THE MIS T. The thin white snow-streaks pencilling

The mountain's shoulder gray, While in the west the pale-green sky

Smiled back the dawning day,
Till from the misty east, the sun

Was of a sudden born
Like a new soul in paradise-

How long it seems since morn
One little hour, O round red sun,

And thou and I shall come Unto the golden gate of rest,

The open door of home;
One little hour, O weary sun,

Delay the murky eve,
Till these tired feet that pleasant door

Enter, and never leave.
Ye rooks that wing in slender file

Into the thickening gloom,
Ye'll scarce bave reached your old gray tower

Ere I have reached my home :
Plover, that thrill'st this lonely moor

With such an eerie cry,
Seek you your nest ere night falls down,

As my heart's nest seek I.
O light, light heart, O heavy feet,

Beat time a little while;
Keep the warm love-light in these eyes,

And on these lips the smile.
Outspeed the mist, the gathering mist

That follows o'er the moor;
The darker grows the world without,

The brighter shines that door.
O door, so close, yet so far off ;

Grim mist that nears and nears; Coward! to faint in sight of home,

Blinded--but not with tears; "Tis but the mist, the cruel mist,

That chills this heart of mine, My eyes that cannot see the light,

Not that it ceased to shine. A little further-further yet;

How the mist crawls and crawls !
It hems me round, it shuts me in

Its white sepulchral walls :
No earth, no sky, no path, no light;

Silence as of a tomb:
Dear heaven, it is too soon to die-

And I was going home!
A little further-further yet:

My limbs are young ; my heart-
O heart, it is not only life

That is so hard to part:
Poor lips, slow freezing into calm,

Numbed hands, that nerveless fall;
And a mile off, warm lips, safe hands,

Waiting to welcome all!
I see the pictures in the room,

The light forms moving round,
The very flicker of the fire

Upon the patterned ground; O that I were the shepherd dog

That guards their happy door!
Or even the silly household cat

That basks upon the floor.
O that I lay one minute's space

Where I have lain so long :
O that I heard one little word

Sweeter than angel's song!
A pause--and then the table fills,

The mirth brims o'er and o'er;
While I--oh, can it be God's will ?

I die, outside the door.

THE WEATHER OF 1857. We are informed by the Meteorological Report from Wellington Road, Birmingham, that last year was remarkable throughout, with the exception of the month of April, for its high mean temperature. The excess was greatest in summer and autumn; while in December the temperature was seven degrees above the average. The reporter attempts to account for the warmth being retained during the later months of the year by the comparative paucity of clear nights: 'It appears to me to be pretty clear that the moist state of the atmosphere, accompanied by a high barometric pressure, has had an influence in retaining a portion of this high temperature during the latter part of the year. Whenever the surface has been cooled down by night radiation under a clear evening sky, tog, and subsequently cloud, has almost invariably been the result, and thus the earth has been shielded from the cooling process. ! Indeed, I cannot call to mind many nights during the fall of the year which have been clear from sunset to sunrise.' While such was the state of the temperature, the quantity of rain that fell during the year was about an average; it was more evenly distributed throughout the months than usual ; but September shewed the largest collection, and December the smallest.

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unveiled secrets of the Last Day will ever fill LOOKING over the Times' advertisements, one's eye In the present times, when everybody is running often catches such as the following:—'Lost, a Youth' to and fro-when, instead of the rule, it is quite the (while ships and schools exist, not so very mysterious); exception to meet with any man who has not navigated ‘Missing, an Elderly Gentleman'(who has apparently at least half of the globe—when almost every large walked quietly off to his City-office one morning, and family has one or more of its members scattered in one never been heard of more).-Or merely, 'Left his or two quarters of the civilised or uncivilised worldHome, John So-and-So, who, after more or less cases such as these must occur often. Indeed, nearly entreaties to return thereto, may have the pleasure of every person's knowledge or experience could furnish seeing, by succeeding advertisements of “Reward some. What a list it would make !-worse, if possible, Offered,' whether he is valued by his disconsolate than the terrible ‘List of Killed and Wounded' which kindred at ten, fifteen, or fifty pounds. Other 'bits' dims and blinds many an uninterested eye; or the there are, at which we feel it cruel to smile: one, for List of Passengers and Crew,' after an ocean-shipinstance, which appeared for months on the first wreck, where common sense forebodes that 'missing' day of the month, saying: 'If you are not at home must necessarily imply death-how, God knows!-yet by' such a date, 'I shall have left England in sure and speedy death. But in this unwritten list search of you;' and proceeding to explain that he or of 'lost,' death is a certainty never to be attainedshe had left orders for that periodical advertisement; not even when such certainty would be almost as giving also addresses of banker, &c., in case of the blessed as life, or happy return-or more 80. other's coming home meantime; all with a curious For in these cases, the lost' are not alone to be business-like, and yet pathetic providence against all considered. By that strange dispensation of Provichances, which rarely springs from any source save dence which often makes the most reckless the most

lovable, and the most froward the most beloved, it All newspaper readers must have noticed in mys- rarely happens that the most Cain-like vagabond that terious accidents or murders, what numbers of people wanders over the face of the earth, has not some human are sure to come forward in liopes of identifying being who cares for him-in greater or less degree, yet the unknown body. In a late case, when a young still cares for liim. Nor, abjuring this view of the woman was found brutally shot in a wood, it was subject, can we take the strictly practical side of it, remarkable how many came from all parts of the without perceiving that it is next to impossible for country to view the corpse-persons who had missing any human being so completely to isolate himself relatives bearing the same initials as those on the from his species, that his life or death shall not affect victim's linen-parents with a daughter gone to ser- any other human being in any possible way. vice, and then entirely lost sight of-friends with a Doubtless, many persuade themselves of this fact, friend gone to meet her husband, and embark for through bravado or misanthropy, or the thoughtless Australia, but who had never embarked or been heard selfishness which a wandering life almost invariably of again; and so on; all seeking some clue to a induces. They maintain the doctrine which—when a mournful mystery, which may remain such to this man has been tossed up and down the world, in India, day, for the dead woman turned out to belong to none America, Australia, in all sorts of circumstances and of them.

among all sorts of people—he is naturally prone to But these things suggest the grave reflection-believe the one great truth of life: ‘Every man for what a number of people there must be in the world himself, and God for us all.' But it is not a truth; it who are, not figuratively or poetically, but literally, is a lie. Where every man lives only for himself, it is 'lost;' who by some means or other, accident, intention, -not God—but the devil—' for us all.' carelessness, misfortune, or crime, have slipped out of It is worth while, in thinking of those who are thus the home circle, or the wider round of friendship or voluntarily · lost,' to suggest this fact to the great tide acquaintanceship, and never reappeared more; whose of our emigrating youth, who go-and God speed them place has gradually been filled up; whose very memory if they go honestly—to make in a new country the is almost forgotten, and against whose name and date bread they cannot find here. In all the changes of of birth in the family Bible--if they ever had a family work and scene, many are prone gradually to forget and a Bible--stands neither the brief momentous some to believe themselves forgotten-home fades annotation Married,' &c., nor the still briefer, and often away in distance-letters get fewer and fewer. The much safer and happier inscription, Died'-nothing wanderer begins to feel himself a waif and stray. Like

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