THE BLIND MEN AND THE ELEPHANT. It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Might satisfy his mind. The First approached the Elephant, Against his broad and sturdy side, The Second, feeling of the tusk, Cried: "Ho! what have we here This wonder of an Elephant Is very like a spear!" The Third approached the animal, And, happening to take The squirming trunk within his hands, Thus boldly up and spake : "I see," quoth he, "the Elephant Is very like a snake!" The Fourth reached out his eager hand, And felt about the knee: "What most this wondrous beast is like Is mighty plain," quoth he; "Tis clear enough the Elephant Is very like a tree. The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear, Can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an Elephant Is very like a fan !" The Sixth no sooner had begun About the beast to grope, Than, seizing on the swinging tail That fell within his scope, "I see," quoth he, "the Elephant And so these men of Indostan Disputed loud and long, Exceeding stiff and strong, Though each was partly in the right, MORAL. So, oft in theologic_wars J. G. Saxe. THE LAUNCHING OF THE SHIP. ALL is finished, and at length Has come the bridal day Of beauty and of strength. To-day the vessel shall be launched! With fleecy clouds the sky is blanched, Slowly, in all his splendors dight, The great sun rises to behold the sight. The ocean old, Centuries old, Strong as youth, and as uncontrolled, Paces restless to and fro, Up and down the sands of gold. His beating heart is not at rest; And far and wide With ceaseless flow His beard of snow Heaves with the heaving of his breast. He waits impatient for his bride. There she stands, With her foot upon the sands, Decked with flags and streamers gay, In honor of her marriage-day, Her snow-white signals fluttering, blending, Ready to be The bride of the gray old sea. Then the Master, With a gesture of command, And at the word, Loud and sudden there was heard, The sound of hammers, blow on blow, She starts,-she moves,-she seems to feel And, spurning with her foot the ground, "Take her, O, bridegroom, old and gray ; How beautiful she is! how fair She lies within those arms, that press Of tenderness and watchful care! Sail forth into the sea, O, ship! Through wind and wave, right onward steeI . The moistened eye, the trembling lip, Are not the signs of doubt or fear Sail forth into the sea of life, Thou, too, sail on, O ship of State ! Fear not each sudden sound and shock; Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee: Are all with thee-are all with thee. II. W. Longfellow. ON TO FREEDOM. ON to Freedom! On to Freedom! Of the floods that strive with ocean- Of the atoms in the whirlwind, Of the seed beneath the ground- 'Twas the cry that led from Egypt, Oh! thou stony-hearted Pharaoh ! For the cry that led from Egypt, Speaks alike through Greek and Hebrew: In the Roman streets, with Gracchus, Still the old, old cry of Egypt, Struggling up from wilds of Edom- On to freedom! On to Freedom! On to Freedom! On to Freedom! Out of all the shames of Egypt- A. J. H. Duganne. MARK TWAIN'S "GREAT BEEF-CONTRACT.” IN as few words as possible I wish to lay before the nation what share, howsoever small, I have had in this matter, this matter which has so exercised the public mind, engendered so much ill-feeling, and so filled the newspapers of both continents with distorted statements and extravagant comments. The origin of this distressful thing was this,—and I assert here that every fact in the following resume can be amply proved by the official records of the General Government. John Wilson Mackenzie, of Rotterdam, Chemung County, New Jersey, deceased, contracted with the General Government, on or about the 10th day of October, 1861, to furnish to General Sherman the sum total of thirty barrels of beef. Very well. He started after Sherman with the beef, but when he got to Washington, Sherman had gone to Manassas; so he took the beef and followed him there, but arrived too late; he followed him to Nashville, and from Nashville to Chattanooga, and from Chattanooga to Atlanta,-but he never could overtake him. At Atlanta he took a fresh start and followed him clear through his march to the sea. He arrived too late again |