“In the grassy lane as the sun went down,
He slackened his fevered and weary feet,”—
Home Again! By Lieutenant Howard. (Sunny.)
“Home again! Home again!
From Lake Erie’s shore;”—
Home Again: Written in Prison by Jeff. Thompson: (E. V. M.)
“My dear wife awaits my coming,
My children lisp my name,”—
Homespun: (Bohemian.)
“The air is balmy with the breath