<div1 type="part"> <pb n="23"/> <head>GEORGE W. BAGBY.</head> <p>Dr. George W. Bagby was born in Virginia in 1828, and for a <lb/> number of years was the editor of the <i>Southern Literary Mes- <lb/> senger</i>, published at Richmond, Va. He was a frequent con- <lb/> tributor to current literature, and won well deserved literary lau- <lb/> rels in humorous writings, over the pen-name of "Mozis <lb/> Addums." He also achieved considerable success as a lec- <lb/> turer. Some of his lyrics are exquisite. "The Empty Sleeve" <lb/> is a gem of this kind, full of homely but genuine pathos.</p> <div2 type="poem"> <head>THE EMPTY SLEEVE.</head> <lg type="stanza"> <l>Tom, old fellow, I grieve to see</l> <l rend="indent">That sleeve hanging loose at your side;</l> <l>The arm you lost was worth to me</l> <l rend="indent">Every Yankee that ever died.</l> <l>But you don't mind it at all,</l> <l rend="indent">You swear you've a beautiful stump,</l> <l>And laugh at the damnable ball —</l> <l rend="indent">Tom, I knew you were always a trump!</l> </lg> <lg type="stanza"> <l>A good right arm, a nervy hand,</l> <l rend="indent">A wrist as strong as a sapling oak,</l> <l>Buried deep in the Malvern sand —</l> <l rend="indent">To laugh at that is a sorry joke.</l> <l>Never again your iron grip</l> <l rend="indent">Shall I feel in my shrinking palm;</l> <l>Tom, Tom, I see your trembling lip,</l> <l rend="indent">How on earth can I be calm?</l> </lg>