, 1876-03-18

Surely with him We h1y, no rause u fear
The rolling biilow oE the roaring wind,
Our steamer Int-t hr stanrrch, w'rr ii uot 80
Mspcriurs ourtly would not Ivt tn ,esAci 90
Meanwhile on deck the sicerriuaN u, 'Gn wh.e
IN the far distance Ma' :. slraInin. light
Flush n'sr tilr water. red. aud he ,!rt, iel
That tuuur li,rlUrra quarter from the right
Srnr vessel must be passing, but 50 far
Ahead ~ as.le 10, her ligh, gleaus like dis
tant star.
Ne hooks again and lc. the hrtcop light
A momYrt part was rcd, has changed 70 green
And nearer comes, aud Ir,rrr, MI his might
lie u.r- now to change biz colirsr weyn,
And Ut h- bidding ,sirl. the whrr. 'lill nnw
ile has the l.SAt 50 Hg,vn upon his starpVari
bow.
But see how pa'c he Srows rs vrerng round
Again lIv red light i!asNcs III hIs vy,s,
And though the oldest sulor 'twou!d sstuUnt
Yet braNcly bears he on tn, wheel and tries
His vessels course to change, in time 10 save
Her from thu dreauiu! e.US, him !rom "Gtrry
grave.
And would have dour ii, Onl the stranger now
LHti, IN tile wind, with canvas all uback
Just ut this momuut sqiarv across onr bow;
yain,y the whistle bows, the speed is Stacked,
The engines cen reversed, thr stranger rash,
Surges against our bows, With sudden shock
and crush.
Then comes nsccnc ofnproar from below
Up rush the passengers in wild dl>lnay,
From side to side, and back and forth they 20
Like sheep whrre'cr the leader takes his way
Meanwhile the water through our rcnded prov
Steadily pourS, and sinks the steamer low.
"Thc officers and scamen to the boats !"
Loud calls the captain ~ his word they ly
Each to h1 place, and one by one there amits
Long boat aud dngy, and the launch they try
vany 10 loose, and crowded to the brink
With passengers the hOLts.-'the boats, alas!
they sink.
And where, youaSk, isnow tha, stranger craft,
The cause Of al our woe, our great despite :
Three hundred souls, Of other hope bercit,
Wildly their voices raise aud ali unite
In calling. pleading, praying DER the wave.
Thestrsnscr to return, and In Gods name TO
save.
Oh pitying Heaven! docs he not hear our cry ?
Can he not see our signal ri Distress;
And will he coldly leave us here to dicy
Here, on this drcary waste, this Rowling viii,
derncssS
And can he hope for mercy from his kind?
Eor see his yards he squares, and scuds along
before che wind!
Now our last hope Is gone, let us be firn,
And death as Christian all should try;
But many cheek Is wet, and many form
Bows tn the deck in hopeless agony,
And many prayer goes up 10 God on high
For pardon and forgiveness, ere We sink and die
At Inst the moment comes, aud hungry waves
Leap c'cr the deck, cngulNng all the host
OF shuddering victims: some do lind their
graves
At once, while Others battling hard at most
ProlOng life they cannot save, and take
What place they can upon the floating rem
nGnts Of the wreck
And many deed Of bravery was done,
And glorious sclf.SacTiice, tlut's writ
Even In the Judgment Book, aud will be known
When tina, dread day shall come, when there
does sit
The great Jehovah, on the emerald throne,
To Judge the trembling world and all that
dwell thereon.
but oh that bitter night, the biting surge
Cuts through the clothing, and the cruel wind
Chills 10 the marrow But why should we urge
The narrowing details; 'tir enough We find
That only two survived 10 tell the dismal tale,
And We can nothing do but our lost friends
bewail.
And now to you, o Orphcusl but word
Why did you change your course, and why,
oh why
Did you not turn and save? You must have
heard
The captains hail--that wild despairiDg cry,
And seen the bluc.lights glare, nor did you
try
Nor seem TO care TO help. but cruelty passed
them BY
No wonder that the God OF storms has frowncd
Upon you for the decd and sternly cast
You against the barren rocks OF Barclay Sound,
There TO be dashed TO pieces by the rising
blast,
For they you len to perish in the fosm-cap'd sea
Well could have steered you into port, as safe as
safe could be.
And ye who mourn the dead, father or son,
Maiden or mother, sister, brother. wife.
Let us together say " His will be done
He has but claimed His own, who first did
give them life,
And we should not repine they have but gone
TO sleep;
Thy will, o Lord, not mine, / bow my head
and weep"
A New ORLEANS paper thus discourses
"If men are the salt of the earth, won.
en- are the sugar Salt is q necessity; sugar is
a luxury. Vicious men are the saltpetre
hard, stern men the rock.salt; nice family
men the table salt; pretty girls the fine pull
verized white sugar; old maids the brown
sugar good natured matrons the loaf sugar
and vounp men ava tha 1oafer,"