Part 31 (2/2)
”The second shaft,” replied Tell, ”was to pierce thy heart, tyrant, if I had chanced to harm my son”
CHAMBER'S ”Tracts”
A MIDSUMMER SONG
O, father's gone to market-town, he was up before the day, And Ja down the hollow goes the boy thatwith a will: ”Polly!--Polly!--The cows are in the corn!
O, where's Polly?”
Fro air there comes a suround
The birds they sing upon the wing, the pigeons bill and coo, And over hill and hollow rings again the loud halloo: ”Polly!--Polly!--The cows are in the corn!
O, where's Polly?”
Above the trees the honey-bees swararden a thousand blossoms bloom
Within the fare of the hollow a red and thorny rose
But Polly!--Polly!--The cows are in the corn!
O, where's Polly?
How strange at such a time of day the mill should stop its clatter!
The far now and wonders what's thein the wood and on the hill, While whistling up the hollow goes the boy that minds the mill
But Polly!--Polly!--The cows are in the corn!
O, where's Polly?
RICHARD WATSON GILDER
THE RELIEF OF LUCKNOW
On every side death stared us in the face; no huer We saw the moment approach ethat unutterable horror which must have been experienced by the unhappy victims at Cawnpore We were resolved rather to die than yield, and were fully persuaded that in twenty-four hours all would be over The engineer had said so, and all knew the worst We woht duties which had been assigned to us, such as conveying orders to the batteries, and supplying the men with provisions, especially cups of coffee, which we prepared day and night
I had gone out to try to make myself useful, in company with Jessie Brown, the wife of a corporal in iment Poor Jessie had been in a state of restless excitee, and had fallen away visibly within the last few days A constant fever consumed her, and her mind wandered occasionally, especially that day when the recollections of home seeue, she lay down on the ground, wrapped up in her plaid I sat beside her, pro to awaken her when, as she said, her ”father should return froth into a profound slu in er resist the inclination to sleep, in spite of the continual roar of the cannon
Suddenly I was aroused by a wild, unearthly screaht beside me, her arms raised, and her head bent forward in the attitude of listening
A look of intense delight broke over her countenance She grasped my hand, drew me toward her, and exclai: it's the slogan o' the Highlanders!
We're saved! we're saved!” Then, flinging herself on her knees, she thanked God with passionate fervour
I felt utterly bewildered; ht , but she darted to the batteries, and I heard her cry incessantly to the e!