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THE LETTER EDGED WITH BLACK.
The boat came off with letters and nearly all got
some ; The one that didn't get one, why, I tell you, he looked
glum ; A black-edged one they gave to me, and, Lord ! how
my hand shook ; And how my heart sank in me as that letter, lass, I
took; Who could it be was dead at home ? was it Nan or
Jack or you ? I must read it by myself alone, away from all the crew.
J could at once have cried outright; what would it tell
to me ? Oh ! wife, lass, how we love you all when we're away