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My long lost Hazel Eye. The rapture of that moment Was almost heaven to me; I kissed her 'mid the tear-drops, Her merriment and glee.
Her heart near mine was beating
When sobbingly she said,
" My dear, my brave preserver,
They told me you were dead.
But oh, those parting words, Joe,
Have never left my mind,
You said, ' We'll meet again, Mag,'
Then rode off like the wind.
" And oh, how I have prayed, Joe, For you who saved my life, That God would send an angel To guide you through all strife. The one who claimed me from you, My Uncle, good and true, Is sick in yonder cabin; Has talked so much of you.
" ' If Joe were living darling,' He said to me last night, ' He would care for you, Maggie, When God puts out my light.' " We found the old man sleeping. " Hush, Maggie, let him rest." 144