Ashley, quite overcome, could only stammer out,
“Oh, Mr. Harley, my dear sir, how can I ever repay you for this goodness—this great kindness!”
“By never mentioning this little circumstance again!” replied Mr. Harley, with a roguish twinkle of the eye. “I saw, my dear boy, what a sad condition you were in, and this is ‘A Mere Act of Humanity, I assure you.’ ”
KING WITLAF’S DRINKING HORN.
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BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW.
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Witlaf, a king of the Saxons,
Ere yet his last he breathed,