The New York herald., 1875-12-28

ests me lar more rnan any fRocneroucaun's maxims
| is h true that you possess important letters from
General Grant, duplicating him, as il IL said, IN S.
! Louisfn
WELL l'vE GOT POLITICAL PAYERS"
Here Joyce BECAME conscious Of The dangerous
ground he treadng on and Suddenly he became
mum and dumb "But never mind Grant or Babcock.
Let me read to you some Of the opening chapters Of
my book which wrote specially for you last night
wrote til two O'Clock this morning. tell you the
HERALD will 20 publish the book next summer
when it Is ready. TN be nrst rate campaign docu-
ment'' tand Joyce heartily laughed at his own joke
What Will be the scope OF the book :"
"oh, shall give my whole life, including this last
great conspiracy. You there great many
things this business that people don't get hold or
can give them good deal Of the interior OF this case
In my last twenty Eve chapters will tell all about my
Official career a revenue officer"
"Will you give pictures Of Grant, Brstow, Bah
cock and all these famous menu
I'LL ALL THESE TOUCH.
III give them all call he replied laughing "Now,
have written good deal Of poetry Let me read 10
you these little poems, which wrote last night, and
Joyce road the following with admirable expression and
pathos and in melodous, voice explaining
FIRST, however that he wrote the Sunbeam simply
on the inspiration Of seeing sunbeam stray into his
cell 10 the aiternoonlt-
THE suNBEAM
written and composed in less than twenty minutes.
bright golden beam came into my coll
Fresh from the eye Of Jehovah TO tell
That bolts and bars could not keep out the light
Or truth and justice mercy and right
y checkered the Tags through the IRON door
And danced ID the shadows that kissed the floor,
And loitered about in friendly way
Untll beckoned home at the close Of day,
When out through the window II few on high,
And fastened back to it's home in the sky.
followed the beautiful beam TO rest
TO sea Of light in the golden west
where II dropped to sleep on the dark blue sea,
Wrapped in nght-lost to day and me-
! turned TO my soul lor fond relief
balm TO the wound, stop to the grief
When an angel vision appeared from above
where the beam is God and God is lovel
BELIEVE nR.
Believe me, when tell thee darling
That my heart is and true;
And the years have only brought up
Hope and love combined with you
Bitter memory wakes the sorrow
That has slumbered many years;
But the daylight hour is nearing
when we meet IL smiles and tears
The world may scor and turn coldly
On my track DER land or sea,
Yet l'll bear the blow more bravely
lift leads TO love and thee.
Lonely hours and fading pleasures
FIN the mind with days gone by,
When We kissed our little treasures
Parting sadly; you and ].
Fate and fortune ever battling
In the ranks of bounding life.
Down today and up tomorrow
Ii the lesson OF the strife.
Loving hearts must never falter
Hoping onward to the last
Breast the storm without murmur;
God will help when all is past
''Bravo, bravo ~ exclaimed with genuine enthusi-
at the truly artistc reading of these poems /
then listened to Joyces novel pictures which he
with deep feeling and highly dramatic expression II
difficult to say which was best his pathos or his
bathos After the reading he and the Warden showed
me his CELL which is light, airy and II is stu
ated the corridor of the colored prisoners OF which
Joyce has charge generally
AS parted Joyce finally said "As to the evil
dence you want, you may bo that Il give it TO
anybody will give it to the HERALp But that's all
say now Goodby" And w1h a warm grasp Of
my hand he returned TO his corrlde
"A wonderful man this joyce exclaimed Captain
Bradbury, the captain Of the PRISON, who had also
listened TO Joycc's readings. "A wonderful man"