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8 THE H15SIM5RIAN STUDENT. j$edicnl SJiuQlittfju. JiUJiY THE 0U1 From hearts that were lu.jipy In homos ofdollght, From children and maidens once pure and bright, From hosts or tho homeless nnd hungry waifs Whom, often neglected, the winter wind chafoi, From sisters onco lovab.o, hrothcrs once men, Degraded and.slnklng In many a den, From fathers ami mothers and loved ones In grlof For whoso living sorrow there seems no relief, From wayside, asylnm, home, dungeon, and cell, Welling up from agonies hitter as hell, Pour tho InccBear.t prayer: Oh I snvo us from drink. From alcohol eavo usl Oh, save or wc sink! Oh I must we die to? Sixty thousand a year I near, brother! Hear, slater! Hear, Heaven! Oh, heart! Andmllllons of Innocent eyes looking up, In nature's own language, plead, liunj the cup. Shall wall of the orphan, the widow's deep moan, And the voices of the murdered not reach thy throne? Like those of the past, shall the future years come And And us still deeper and deeper in ram? Omnipotence, hclp'us to better the world By cleansing the ensign which wc have unfurled; And, with the vile cup, bury deep out of sight The revenue's murder cursed millions and blight. LAKE GEORGE. BY DON WATT. I linger sadly, loth to say adieu To that which of me forms so sweet s part; The crystal waters, and the mountains blue, Are mirrored deeply in my heart of heart, And lake aud mountains, rocks and woody streams, Now pass from pleasant seeing to my world of dreams. Upon the lofty woodland mount I stand, Where crtt of old the simple huntsman stood, I see abont me far and wide expand The scenes of lake and mountain, Isle and wood; Like him I linger, loth to break the spell, That lives in one sad word, and vainly says farewell. How like vast, giants in their deep repose These mountains rest beneath the autumn day; From early morn until the evening's close The dreamy shadows on their summits play; Whilefin the distance dim they catch the hue Oi heavens, and melt in coudland's deepest tint of blue. I stood by lakes where peaks do pierce the sky. Snow-clad, and grand in rocky solitudes, I saw the homes where round them living lie Truditlon-haunted tales of love and feuds; Sweet human gossip chased the gloom so drear, And gave to what was grand humanity more dear. They, had no beauty like to thine, Lake George, With all that's grand, with cl! that's sweet, entwUe; I sec thy fairy isles, while down each gorge The birch aud maple tint the gloomy pine; The mountainsides are forests wide and deep, Where'song birds nestle, and the eagles t-cream and sweep. Aud all is wild, as in that early day The nations found a highway on thy shore. And meeting, battled for a world's wide sway; , Thy mountains wakened to tho mouthing roar Of deadly cannon, whllo from out eaoh glon Came ack the double thuudor to tho strife ot man. Andu 1 is wild, as when tho solemn mind Of Cooper told his tale, af savago war; One- were not startled In tho wood to And TIib sage Mohican, or wild Iroquois, Tho shadows of those shadowy things That will survive our life, in men's Imaginings. Ah I lovely lakcihow do I long to dwell In humble quiet on thy fairy shore, With rod aud books, and those I love so well, Forgottlng and forgot' llvo evermore, To float upon thy warcr's peaceful sheen Whero lovo Is life and life a poet's happy dream. It may not be, for I am doomed to light Where thy arena calls for deadly s.rife, Fading the throng, to win, like Ishmiulltc, A heritage of hate a dreary life beloved by few, mlssundcrstood by all, Where wit seems wantonness and Impulse is but gall. Earth carries daylight in the heart of night, Swinging ltsglaro amid eternal gloom; So in our hearts wc nurse our own delight, Nor measure aught by others, hope or doom ; We arc not what wc scorn to each, and yet Wo haste to try and punish, with uo vain regret. But why, in scenes like theso, make weak complalat, Array our little ills, nnd fight them o'er? When life Is like the shadows, swift and faint' That dim these waters and are seen no more. Uternal hills arc here, tho flower and stream, Themselves survive tho race that pass as in a dream Now dies apace the golden autumn day, Now steal tho ghostly shadows from the glen, Tho stars arc gathering in their glad array. And stillness falls upon the hauuts of men; Earth parts from me, and closing on my view, Back to the busy world I go. Fair lake, adieu ! Drs. Bell and Hugg are treating "the little ones a home" for measles. Prof. Mansfield, M. D.f of Omaha Medical College, re cently delivered a lecture baforc the class. The entire class is gratified to know that Prof. Mitchs ell will instruct in both surgrry and anatomy hereafter. In our last number "discoveries on Bacteria: the Ger man theory of disease &c," should have read: Prof. Lattu will resume his discourse on Bacteria, the Geini thoery of disease. The first Medical Class of Nebraska State University is composed of rcprcsetatives from England, Scotland, Asia Minor, Canada Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Ken tucky, New York, Pennsylvunin, Vermont, Virginia, Wisconsin, and Nebraska. Truth and justice demand that our readers should know that the students of the diffen'ntjjachools in the medical department harmoniously mingle. There is not, aud never has been, class strife among ua. We recognize the truth that men necessarily differ and oil points of difference should try agreeably to disagree. And while three or fonr of our members lost their equilibrium for one moment warming each others ears a little, we arc happy to say that it was uo index of class feeling and that no trace of it remains except the bom bast of local editors. '