POETRY
... b_ ?? THE THREE SONS. I ha'e a son, a little son, a boy just flive years old, With eyes of thoughtful earnestne3s, and tuind of gentle mould; They tell me that tuosual grace In all his ways appears- That my child s grave aund wviso of heart beyond his childish years. I cannot say bow this may be, I know his face is fair, And yet hlsi sveetest cotaeliness Ia his mild and serious air; I know his ...