MARS ARTHUR.
In a few days, helped by his young Marster Arthur, Ezra was comfortably domiciled in his quarter on Heart’s Cove, and was very happy. He wished he had ridden Pigeon home instead of giving her away; he missed her so. He did not seem to worry about his wife the war had separated from him. One day whilst he was chinking and fixing up his boat, which old Sam’l had taken good care of, and singing lustily—
“When Israel wuz in Egyp’ lan’;
Let meh people go;
Oppress’d so hyard dey cud not stan’;
Let meh people go;
Go down Moses, way down in Egyp’ lan’;
Tell ole Phario,
Let meh people go”—