OCT. 14, 1851. _ THE NAME IN THE BARK. • Tug self of so long ago, And the self I
... nimble squirrel once more ran skippingly over the rail, 4 The blackbirds down among The alders noisily sung, And under the blackberry-brier whistled the serious quail. I came, remembering well Bow my little shadow fell, As I painfully reached and wrote to ...