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In adversity prove themselves merely
The friends of our eurti and hay!
But I’m losEn’ the drift of my story—
Home, through the clear moonlight
That whitened the streets with its glory,
Wearied, 1 trudged that night,
And turned into bed right gladly
And slept— how long 1 can’;: toll-—
When, clanging and clamoring nu’dly,
Came shouts, and the sound of a bet)
And in dashes one o! the neighbors,
His face lookin’ white as flour— ■
“ M aos public-house is a-lire [ " shouts he.
<s It'll burn to the ground ill an hour.”
\ was on the spot in a minute,
The whole front wall bad fell,
When above the crash and above the roar
Rose one heart-sickening yell,
And dashing us ri&lit and left, sirs.
There eame the publican, Mae-—
“ M y child! Great god ! my child is there ! ”
He shrieked as we held him back.
Poor Mac, 111 a frenzy raved to pass,
’Tvvas sheer madness to venture in,
For he couldn’t ha' readied the poo*' little Lnss?,
For out of tlie noise and din
Rose a mass of smoke— came an awful crash -
A.nd part of the roof fell in !
It carried away the bedroom wall
And left the stairca.se bare—
The smoke rose up like a funeral pall,