. Jackanapes. Daddy Darwin's dovecot. The story of a short life . nd himself, with over three hundred men at hisback, singing without accompaniment, and in unison— A noble army — men and boys, The matron and the maid,Around their Saviours throne rejoice,In robes of white arrayed. The Kapellmeister conceded that verse to theshouts of the congregation; but he invariably re-claimed control over the last. Even now, as the men paused to take breath aftertheir tug, the organ spoke again, softly, but seraph-ically, and clearer and sweeter above the voices be- THUS TO THE STARS! 11/ hind him rose the
. Jackanapes. Daddy Darwin's dovecot. The story of a short life . nd himself, with over three hundred men at hisback, singing without accompaniment, and in unison— A noble army — men and boys, The matron and the maid,Around their Saviours throne rejoice,In robes of white arrayed. The Kapellmeister conceded that verse to theshouts of the congregation; but he invariably re-claimed control over the last. Even now, as the men paused to take breath aftertheir tug, the organ spoke again, softly, but seraph-ically, and clearer and sweeter above the voices be- THUS TO THE STARS! 11/ hind him rose the voice of the V. C., singing to hislittle friend — They climbed the steep ascent of Heaven,Through peril, toil, and pain — The men sang on; but the V. C. stopped, as if hehad been shot. For a mans hand had come to theBarrack Masters window and pulled the white blinddown. CHAPTER XII. He that hath found some fledged-birds nest may knowAt first sight, if the bird be flown ;But what fair dell or grove he sings in now,That is to him unknown.—Henry RUE to its character asan emblem ofhuman life,the Campstands on,with all itslittle mannersand customs,whilst themen who gar-rison it passrapidly asthe vicissi-tudes of awhole gener-ation else-where, arethe changesand chancesthat a fewyears bring to those who were stationed there together. UNWORLDLY WISE. IIQ To what unforeseen celebrity (or to a dropping outof ones life and even hearsay that once seemed quiteas little likely) do ones old neighbors sometimescome! They seem to pass in a few drill seasons asother men pass by lifetimes. Some to foolishnessand forgetfulness, and some to fame. This old ac-quaintance to unexpected glory; that dear friend—•alas ! — to the grave. And some - - GOD speed them !— to the worlds end and back, following the drumtill it leads them Home again, with familiar faceslittle changed — with boys and girls, perchance, verygreatly changed — and with hearts not changed at
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