He did get up; with a yell heard by the guard through the thick wall.
In the time it took to unbar and unclose the door, Wolfang had added one more to his list of crimes, and the wretched old woman, who had been placed in the same cell at her own stipulation, was discovered vainly endeavoring to break the hold of the former on her son’s throat.
Come children; cries the great exhibiter of vanity-fair, let us shut up the box and the puppets, for our play is played out.
I THINK OF THEE.
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BY GEO. D. PRENTICE.
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I think of thee when eve’s last blush
Falls mournfully on heart and eye;