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Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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l blessings on its pleasant strand. All blessings on its laden vine—Auf wiedersehn, lieb Vaterland ! Long be such draughts, Hans, mine and thine! Ainico mio ! oer the Alps I wave a hand, a kiss I blow !We arch our eyebrows to our scalps. Respect, esteem, delight to show!Your red Chianti brims my glass With more good wishes than I knowHow to express; so, by the Mass, A Rivederci, Giulio ! To lands beyond Atlantic seas My fancy wings a further flight—Ill dance the German, an you please. With Cousin Sam on New Years night !Were kith and kin—Your best of health ! Rum Punch ? No, really ?—Wal you might 1Why, certnly—Good luck, great wealth, All happiness ! in honour bright. Once more I shake you by the hand Whateer your country, race, degree—Good fellows all of every land— All absent friends, all ships at sea,God bless you ! As the years increase May all fair things your guerdon be ;Good-will of men, Heavens gift of peace— And sometimes, friends, remember me ! G. B. Stuart.
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THE ARGOSY. MARCH, iSSp. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. CHAPTER VII.loves young dream. WHILE Mark Brown was terrifying Janet by discharging the oldhorse-pistol at his worthless head, Vera was riding slowlyup the steep lane in which the above little drama was beingenacted. She was lost in thought, for in her pocket was a letter fron^Captain Raleigh to her father, which she had just fetched from thepost-office. Judging from her face, which was beaming with joy, herthoughts were happy ones, and perhaps little short of the suddenreport of the pistol which startled her mare would have brought herdown to mundane considerations. A minute after the report of the pistol. Vera reached the spot fromwhich it was fired, and seeing in the dusk a man lying in the hedgewith a pistol at his feet, and Janet helpless and ready to faint leaningagainst a wall, she dismounted, and holding her mare, which wasfidgety, with one hand, she put her other arm round Janet, who nowbegan to sob hysterically. Janet! What is

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