GEORGETOWN COLLEGE, JULY, 1880. No. 9
No. 9. VOL. VIII. GEORGETOWN COLLEGE, JULY, 1880. dents of Georgetown, and up to my point ing along the rails I saw a human form LIFE. with its limbs all mangled and crushed, of disembarkation is hardly worth a de- A little stream that rises with the sun. scription, the country offering a general and a great pool of blood all around it, And babbles onward from its tiny grot, appearance of being stale, flat and un- trying to raise itself upon its arms, and Its surface dimpled with a laughing smile, its upturned face distorted with the most profitable ; and even were it beautiful, On, on past childhood’s dreamy bank of flowers. terrible agony. And over the crushed as descriptions are generally skipped, and bleeding form bent this thick-set A broader, quicker stream, a warmer sky, one would be hardly worth giving, unless A swifter flowing through sweet-scented fields, man with his immovable face ; the two we were possessed of the power and gen- Whose tender shoots and promises'of fruit forming a picture I shall never forget. May bud and blossom, or may droop and die.. ius of Scott. I have passed over the route so often Then there was a rush of workmen, for Still onward through glad fields of bending grain. now that I rarely gaze out from the win- it was one of their number who had been And fields all barren; choked with idle weeds, run over, and the unfortunate man was ’Mid blended songs of sadness and of joy, dow, hut generally fall to observing my borne away on a litter.
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