"Warp and woof." . 3 me forever. He started down the street with clinchedhand raised toward the blue canopy of Heaven, and said,God helping me, Iwill be a man. I went up to myroom and went to bed; but not to sleep. The drowsygod was far away. I got up and walked the room, andasked myself a thousand times, uIs there a being on earthwho would dash the cup from that poor tired wandererslips as he is about to taste the waters of life that are flow-ing so pure and free from the everlasting fountain? Isthere a wretch on earth who would meet that man outon the sandy desert of the plains of life—tired
"Warp and woof." . 3 me forever. He started down the street with clinchedhand raised toward the blue canopy of Heaven, and said,God helping me, Iwill be a man. I went up to myroom and went to bed; but not to sleep. The drowsygod was far away. I got up and walked the room, andasked myself a thousand times, uIs there a being on earthwho would dash the cup from that poor tired wandererslips as he is about to taste the waters of life that are flow-ing so pure and free from the everlasting fountain? Isthere a wretch on earth who would meet that man outon the sandy desert of the plains of life—tired, hungry,dying for water, with the land of gold almost in view—who would dare to otter a glass of cursed ram to thatlonely man—repentant, heart-sore—who is standing onthe bare floor, looking down on all his earthly posses-sions, the loved forms of his abused and hungry wife andchildren, ready to begin life anew? Oh! the wretch whowould even tempt that man, could never be portrayedby the pen of Harry 54 WABP AND WOOF. A WAR REMINISCENCE. Charley Miller and I were schoolmates twenty yearsago, in the old log school house at Woods Cross-roads,in Ohio. We were Damon and Pythias in and out ofschool, and old Porter always gave us the same numberacross his knee. I often think of the plans we laid forthe future, when we should become of age; how wewould travel in foreign lands, and how anxious lovingfriends would be, writing long letters, telling us of thechanges that were going on about home. We parted inyouth, our parents removing to a distant State. Wepledged eternal fidelity to each other at parting, andpromised to join each other at the age of twenty-one. Charley was handsome. He had a clear, blue eye,that always seemed to turn black when he got angry. Ten long years had been added to the appointed timeof our meeting, when we met, and another such meetingI never wish to have with a friend on earth! Our regi-ment belonged to the 9th corps, and our quarters werenear
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