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But us soon  as my head  got  dearer and  accustomed to  hear 'em spdalc,
                           I  knew at  I'd  lain  like that,  air,  for  many  a  long,  long  week.
                           1  guessed what  the lads  was  hi din’,  for their  poor  old  shipmate's  sake
                           I could  see by their puzzled  faces  they’d  got  sonic news  to  break:
                           So  I  lifts  my  head  from the pillow,  and I says to old Ben,  “ Look here!
                           I ’m  able  to  bear  it  now,  lad— tell  me,  and never  fear.”

                           Not  one  on  'em  ever answered,  but presently  Ben  goes  out,
                           And  the  others  slinks away  like,  and  1  says,  “ What’s  this  about?
                           Why  can't they tell  me plainly  as  the  poor  old  wife is  dead !”
                           Then  I  fell  again  on  the pillows,  and  I  hid  my  adiin1  head ;
                           I  lay  like that for a  minute,till  I  heard  a  voice cry  “ John !"
                           And  I  thought it  must be a  vision  as  my weak  eye1;  gazed  upon ;
                           For there by the bedside,  standin1  up and  well  was  my  wife.
                           And who  do  ye  think was  with  her?  Why, jack,  as  large  as  life,

                           It was  him  as  Fd  saved  from  drownin’  the night as the  lifeboat went
                           To  the wreck  of  tile Royal  Helen ;  'twas that as  the vision  meant.
                           They'd brought  us  ashore  together,  he’d  kneit by bis  mother’s bed,
                           And the sudden joy had  raised  her  like  a miracle from  tile  dead ;
                           And  mother  and son  together had  nursed me  back to  life.
                           And  my old  eyes  woke from  darkness  to  look  on  my  son  and wife.
                          Jade?    lie ’s  our  right  hand  now, sir;  'twas  Providence  pulled  him
                                  through—
                           lie’s  alius the first aboard her when the  lifeboat wants  a  crew.
                                                                              G e o r g e   R,  S i m s .
                                                THE  SPANISH  MOTHER.

                                        [Supposed  lo be related by a veteran  TVem.'ji officer.]
                           Y    ES !  [  have served  that  noble  chief throughout  his proud  career,
                                  And beard  Lhc  builets whistle  past  in lands both  far and near—
                                  Amidst  Italian  Flowers,  below the  dark pines  of  the  north,
                                  Where’er the  Emperor  willed  to  pour his  el ends of battic forth.

                          'Twas then a  apScndid  sight to see,  though  terrible,  I  ween,
                          How his vast spirit filled and  moved  the  wheels  (if the machine;
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