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"Good-bye, New Orleans soldier-boy," she said, gaily, and as I raised my cap she gave herself a fetching air and added, "I'll wager I know your name."

"Yes, so called. He wa'n't a lieutenant then, he was a clerk, like you or me."

Breathe, O! breathe to me, as these love-languid skies To yon twilight star breathe, Return, return!

"Mis-ter Smith! you wrote that?--to-day! Wh'--who is she?"

He waited on the threshold with his dropsical back to me for my last word, and then, still in the same attitude, droned, "O-oh, he's dead. And anyhow," he finished out of sight in the hall, "that's not our way."

His son's attitude exasperated him. "You know this ain't ever been our way; you'd say so, yourself, ef you wa'n't skin full o' china-ball whiskey! What in all hell is the reason we can't do him as we've always done the others?"

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