The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1882-05-06
For LIFE AND DEATH.

"Naught to be done"-eh? 1t was that he said
Nay, never try toamlc and shake thy head,
could ha' told thee lust as well afore.
/ haven't lived these thirty years to want
Parsons or women telling what Is nigh
When the pulse inbors and the breath Is scant,
Aud all grows dim before the glazing eye.
felt that something gave here, at my heart
In that last tussle, down there on the Scar.
Nay. never cry. fond iassie as thou art,
Thou wilt do fine without me-bettcr far.
Thou'st been a good and patient wife to me
Sin that Spring day, last year. when we were
Inever meant so cold and strange to be.
Come, an I'll tell thee. Sit here by my bed
30. where the sunshine rests upon thy hair,
1t shows almost as smooth and bright as
hers,
Fie, how the thought the slackening life
o, wild black eyes, SO quick to flash and Hll
o. rich red lips. so ripe for kiss and vow!
Did not your spell work me enow of iii,
That you must haunt and yex me even now!
Aud staggering down mid-channel went the
Never at bunkcrque Pier to furi my SAIL
While and the old Lion kept afioat:
The pier where she and her French lover
At the poor trusting fool who had his due;
Quick though his hand few to the keen knife's
The English ist was yet more quick and
true. ,i- .n
Yet of her triumph? Let them, an they
please.
shall know naught about it, lying straight
Iwsh / could ha' been content, my lass,
With thee, and thy blue eyes and quiet wavs:
Thou hast thy BARN. and as the calm years
Thou wilt forget thy stormy April days.
Thou'rt young and bonnie still, my wench.
A happy wife e vet. Choose some quiet chap
Who'll love the little 'un for thy sweet sake.
And bear thee tn some inland home, may hap,
We're rough and stern, we on the sea-board
And can't forget or smooth a ranking
Come close; there's Just one thing left to be
Before I'm dumb forever, underground.
Last night they watched the life-boat driven
The rocket battling yainly with the blast,
While the good bark. amid the roar and wrack
Drove Observation-Disclosures lay there hard
and fast.
OF cold blue fire lit all, above. below,
The French flag flying DER the whirl and
"Louise, Dunkerque," the letters on her
Isaw, plunged. fought, and reached the sink
ing bark, ~ 100
The old hot poison fierce in every vein,
Seized on'two sailors, shrieking In the dark,
Bore them to land, and turned to swim
again.
Clasping the rigging yet one man found;
! caught him, Struggled on; the beach was
Louise - he gasped, and mid the roar
around,
knew the voice last heard on Dunkerque
Pier. ..,se r,..-.. SIS
The murdcrer'slust surgcd to the throbbing
a. heart. ,-iostl - .E sif rs
The murderer's cunning loosed the saving
hand.
Twas but to let him go; I'd done my part
Praised and avenged Why, thus. 'twere well
but She No cloud on her bright life should
rest, nl1f ffaf ~. 80
An Icould ward it love and hate at strife
A moment then, snatehed from the breakers
dragged him. stunned and bleeding. back
to life. e asr
Somehow hurt myself, and so it's over,
And better so for ALL Thou 1t rear the lad
To make some Yorkshire lass an honest lover,
Nor tell him all the wrong his mother Mad;
And sometimes-for thou'rt kind-when stars
In the green country, where no tempests
blow, 81
Thou,Il say: Thy father had his faults, no
But still he died to save his bitterest foe"
sea eH8 An the Year Round.