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Addressed to Eva 



*' Do you believe this fairy tale ? 

 Or must you touch the fabric frail ? 

 Take care ! you know you're rather rough, 

 And fairy-work is never tough." 



All were remembered, even the dog, Mac, was 

 bountifully provided with hoe-cake. 



"But where is Mac? Pray don't forget 

 Your Uncle Willie's darluicf pet, 

 But save for him, a right good slice 

 Of hoe-cake and of edl that's nice." 



The home-loving Pastor of 8t. John's took part 

 w^ith joy in tliis family festival and afterwards these 

 simple rhymes were sadly recalled as the last com- 

 posed by his wife for the amusement of his grand- 

 children. 



In a few days he returned to his lonely labors in 

 Charleston. 



To Mrs. J. W. E. 



Charleston, Sept. 8th, 18G3. 



My dear, kind Eriend : I seldom go as far into 

 the heart of the city as your residence. The Post- 

 office and all the hospitals, except the Marine, hav- 

 ing been removed up town. 



I trudge on foot and only go into the lower part 

 -of the city when pressing duties urge, and therefore 

 see less of your pleasant, hospitable home than I 

 did in other and happier days. "^ * * I return 

 home, mourning over our scattered people. But let 

 us try to submit to our lot — ordered by a Wisu 

 Providence, discharge our duty under all circum- 

 .stances, and look to that Mighty Deliverer, who, out 

 of seeming ill, is yet educing good. * ■«= * 



