And gone is her life’s dearest glory.”—
By the Camp Fire: By Fanny Murdaugh Downing. (E. V. M. ’69)
“The sun has fallen: cool and deep
The night wind moans in murmurs low.”—
By the Camp Fire: By Viola. [Fannie M. Downing] (E. V. M.)
“The snow has fallen thick and soft,
The cold wind mourns in murmurs harsh”—
The Cadets at New Market: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. (Corinth.)
“Onward they come, they come!
’Mid the wild battle-hum”—