...and passing it through the screw to be discharged at the other extremity. FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS. WHBN the hours of day are numbered. And the voices of the night Wake the better fioul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight ; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like pliantome...

...And, like phantoms grim mid tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter At the open door ; The beloved, the true hearted. Come to visit me once more : He, the young and strong, who cherished Noble lunKiiiKh...

...And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlour wall ; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved ones, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more. He, the young and strong, who cherish'd Noble longings...

...lighted, And like phantoms grim and tall Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door, The belov'd ones, the true-hearted Come to visit me once more ; He, the young and strong who cherish'd...

...state of things is, that the interest of corruption— requires them to remain as they are. When ihe hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night...better soul that slumbered To a holy, calm delight — Ere the evening tamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and Util, Shadowe from the fitful fire-light...

...AND RECITATIONS. 665* TOOTSTÍPS 0V ANGELS. When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of ihe Night Wake the better soul that slumbered To a holy, calm delight— Kre the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadow« from the fitful fire-light...

...lighted, And, like phantoms grim and mil, Shadows from the fitful fire-lighl Dance upon the parlor-wall— Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloTed-one, the true-hearted. Come to visit me once more ! He, the young and strong, who cherished...

...honor — a man like that — with such a wife to encourage him ! A PSALM OF LIFE. BY HW LONGFELLOW. I. WHEN the hours of day are numbered And the Voices...better soul that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight : n. Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light...

...man, the vvarld o'er, Shall brothers be, and a' that. FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices...better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light...

...What man has borne before ! Thou layout thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more. Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more. 0, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid...