Chapter 27 CAPTAIN HASKELL

"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting.

The soul that rises with us, our life's Star,

Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar;

Not in entire forgetfulness,

And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come

From God who is our home."--WORDSWORTH.

I believe I have already said that in the bat