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From Hte Illinois .Hontitly .uaga<me.

 THE COTTAGE.
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ILL 1OI AixE. The past IS all dream to ne,

 Before that thou vert mine To-day, and days to come, are dear, Because our fates entwine. fine cottage by the prairie side, That dearest spot on earth, Where cheefluIness and happy love Sit smiling by the hearth. Where brightest flowers bloom around, And cares nor crowds intrude, With discord, or nnhaIlow'd u mirth, To mar the solitude, Shall be our blissflii residence,

 E ali tie world forgot While trntA, and love, and innocence, Shall bless our hunbic cot. Here rested first the blooming bride, Whose heart confessed her mine The rose and vine onr hands have tram | Here s... ettl!y;s inter. ii:a.tsss r. r :. 2: l'iie rose shall fade, the vine shall droop, The autumn sun shall scar The verdanr leaf with yellow tinge, On each revolving year: Bat lave, :@i.s. i:s e#rs tsssastt homo, Smiles brightly as before, Though penury, with haggard scowl, Sits frowning at the door: Erorgotten oy troubled WorId,

 ConteHted with our lot, While hearts unite. and roses twine, And virtues grace our cot.

 JULIAN.