John's wort,
wild turnip, Solomon's seals, wild lilies of the vale, fire lilies,
Indian pipe, with other flowers, ground pines, and varieties of moss and
ferns innumerable, border the winding woodpaths and secluded roads.
There are many regions in America more grand than that of the Catskills,
but none, we think, more easily and gratefully compensatory to a careful
survey.
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Within Gethsemane's Garden kneeling,
Bends the Lord His sacred head,
His soul, each human sorrow feeling,
Quivers with keen shafts, sin-sped,
Every human misery knows,
Bears the burden of our woes.
Perchance not men alone His sinking,
Bleeding heart to weep is fain,
But poor dumb creatures sees He drinking
Deep the bitter cup of pain,
Hears the wailing, anguished cry,
Hears but curse and blow reply!
L. D. P.
THE ISSUES OF THE WAR.
The life of the soldier is one of constant anxiety and suspense. He
never knows with any certainty to-day what he shall have to do
to-morrow. Upon seemingly the greatest calm may suddenly burst the most
terrific storm. There is little incentive to thought, except of that
practical kind which directs the activities of the soldier's perilous
life.
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