Dividing and gliding and sliding,

And falling and brawling and spawling,
And driving and riving and striving,
And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling,
And sounding and bounding and rounding,
And bubbling and troubling and doubling,
And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,
And clattering and battering and shattering,

Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,
Delaying and straying and playing and spraying,
Advaneing and prancing and glancing and dancing,
Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling,

And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming,
And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing,
And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping,
And curling and whirling and purling and twirling,
And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping,

And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing;
And so never ending, but always descending,
Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending,
All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar:
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.

-Southey.

CCXXVIII.--A CHICAGO LAWSUIT.

Lawyer. You know the plaintiff?

Witness. I do.

Lawyer. What do you know of his character?
Witness. I know him to be a square man.

Lawyer. Any thing more?

Witness. Yes, sir; I know him to be a good man.

Lawyer. How do you know him to be a good man? Witness. Because, whenever there is any good to be done, he is always 'round.

Lawyer. Ah! he is, eh? Now, will you tell the jury the shape of that hole the plaintiff swears he fell down. Witness. Yes, sir; it was a round hole.

Lawyer. That will do, sir.

The counsel for the defense made a stirring speech. It stirred even me. Said he "May it please the Court, gentlemen of the jury, I call upon you to render me a verdict without leaving your seats. The witness just examined is the only witness that can be produced by the plaintiff, the only one to sustain him in his dastardly attempt to defraud my client of his hard-earned wealth. He has the audacity to stand up in open Court, an object of scorn to all honest men; a reptile devoid of truth; and, I proclaim it boldly, a perjurer. This man, gentlemen, has the audacity to stand up here and swear before this intelligent jury that he has known the plaintiff for years, and has always known him to be a square man! With the very next breath this cheat, this fraud, this infamous scoundrel, tells you that he is a round man! Now, gentlemen, mark well this point. You all know that the witness swore, standing up there in the witness-box, that the hole the plaintiff fell through was a round one; and I ask you, gentlemen, how, in the name of heaven, could a square man fall through a round hole? Again, gentlemen, the plaintiff swore that he saw stars, although this thing is said to have happened at noon. The thing is preposterous. In the words of the immortal Socrates, 'It's too thin!' Look, gentlemen, into the face of that mother clasping a babe to her breast. See the tears trickle down her cheeks. She is the wife of the defendant; and tell me, gentlemen, does she look like the wife of a man who owns a round coal hole for a square man to fall through? Look at the plaintiff, gentlemen. Guilt is written all over him. No wonder he quivers and quakes when he sees the just vengeance of the law about to fall and crush him. Gentlemen of the Jury, give me your verdict, and let right triumph over wrong.

CCXXIX.-AFTER AWHILE.

After awhile is a beautiful day

The storm will be ended, and brighter the sun,
The weariness over, the task will be done;
Some sweet thing is coming to every one,
After awhile.

After awhile is a prosperous day;

Then we shall have all the wisdom we need;
Our earnest endeavors shall always succeed,
Till every ideal expand to a deed,

After awhile.

After awhile is an affluent day,

When our fugitive treasure shall all be secure,
And we shall forget that we ever were poor,
When patience shall blossom, and friendship endure,
After awhile.

After awhile is a halcyon day,

When the love we have lavished our bosoms shall bless,

Then shall be true every hand that we press,

The hearts we confide in, the lips we caress,
After awhile.

After awhile. 'Tis a merciful day,

Filled with all comfort, and free from all fear,
And thrilled with all love. Ah! if only 't was clear,
What the day of the month and the month of the year,
After awhile.

After awhile. 'Tis far away time;

For now, while impatiently counting, I see

'Tis not in the calendar open to me,

So it must be in God's in the life that's to be,
After awhile.