Original Poetry
... Original 1-.3octrg. FRIENDS OF OUR YOUTHFUL DAYS. Ou the friends of our youthful days, Where are they now, oh i! where? F!cd as tile Somnicr's gladdeninig rays, When Witrmy storms appear ? In distatit lands sonie iay be found, Whollm fate has sev-ered wide; Some sleep hjittiiathi thle grassy moniod, And there in peace abide. Some lie low on the battie fiel l, Wlho fought for Clory's crown l A ...