"Stop," says he, "TAKE DOWN HIS BREECHES!"
Ruthless, brutal villain! Sam Hopkins, the biggest boy, took them down—horsed me—and I was flogged, sir; yes, flogged! Oh, revenge! I, Robert Stubbs, who had done nothing but what was right, was brutally flogged at ten years of age.—Though February was the shortest month, I remembered it long.
| MARCH. | [1839. |
EASTER SUNDAY.
Secure
your purse
when you
look
at the
sky,
♊ ♏ ♀ ♄
Or so much
the worse
☍ ♈ ☽ ♂
for your
pro-per-ty.
For some
there live
—how
mel-an-choly!—
who feed
♉ ♒ ♀ ⚹
and thrive
by others'
Folly.
Some people brave the whelming wave,
A broiling sun, or a frozen life;
Of cutting care I get my share,