ly two obstacles to her wish:
1st that she is not the man's daughter.
2d that he is still alive.
Occasionally Colonel Higginson attended meetings of the Boston Radical Club, a society of advanced thinkers which met once a month at the hospitable house of Rev. and Mrs. J. T. Sargent.
Here an essay on some philosophic or theological subject was read and discussed, often with great animation.
A bomb was thrown into the camp one day in the shape of a clever anonymous poem, a parody on Poe's Raven, taking off the members of the club.
One verse introduced Higginson thus:— Then a colonel, cold and smiling, With a stately air beguiling, Who punctuates his paragraphs On Newport's shining shore.
At one of these meetings where Rev. Mr. Weiss repudiated a peace-basis for either earth or heaven, Colonel Higginson labelled his theories The Gospel of the Shindy.
In spite of his own independent views, the latter always took the part of the under dog.
On one of these occasions he