The Messenger, Vol. 7, No. 4

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Vol. VII.

RICHMOND,VA., JANUARY,1882.

No. 4.

EDITORS:-Mu Sigma Rho, PERCY G. ELSOM, D. M. RAMSEY; Philologian, A. J. MONTAGUE,C. R. SANDS. BOARD OF PUBLICATION:-Philolo gian, G, W, HURT, H. W. TRIBBLE, T. L. WEST; Mu Sigma Rho, J. A. BARKER, G. C. BUNDICK, J. F. GUNTER.

[ The following little poem is by an unknown author, and was given to us bya friend. We are sure that our readers will appreciate its pathos.] . THE

OUTCAST

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Found dead! dead and alone ! There was nobody ne ar-nobody near When the outcast died on his pillow of stone. ' No father, no mother, no sister dear, No friendly voice to soothe or cheer, Nut a watching or pitying tear. Ah! the dty slept when he died alone In the roofless street on his pillow of stone. Many a weary day went by Whilst wretched and worn he begged ¡ for bread, Tired of life and longing to lie Peacefully down with the silent dead. Hunger and cold, and scorn and pain, Had wasted his fo,m and seareJ his brain; Till at last on the frozen ground ' The outcast died. 'Twas there he was found. Found dead-dead and alone, On his pillow of stone iu the roofless street; Nobody heard his Inst; faint moan, , Or knew when his sad heart ceased to beat; No mourner lingered with tears or sighs, " But the stars looked down with pitying- eyes, And the chill winds passed with a waihng sound O'er the lonely spot where his form was found.

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Found dead ! dead! but not alone; There was somebody neat;-somebody near To claim the wanderer as his own, And give a hu111eto the houseless here; One , when every human door is closed To his children scorned and poor, Who opens the heavenly por tals wideYes, God was there when the outcast died.


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