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THE GARDEN OF THE LORD

... l~i'Slia' ] t- ta l of speech is mcrn than eloquence &rai to sp(alt agrielibly to himx with whom we i del! is more thlau to speak in good words or in gcolder-BkeCOs. llb. wish to succeed is an element in every Mtd,''takig without whichi achievement is ...

TO A MISPRIZED MINSTREL

... artless; car But as I watch your dizzy whirl din I think youa not one-half so heartless. Wr ior- Come, then, and to my spirit speak, the Nor heed how callow eads may lash you! elie off Light boldly on my waiting cheek, ass areo And linger there until I mash ...

AMERICA'S LAMENT

... take, . The With forty miles before 'em : Vic- The eyeglass, wrinkling brow and cheek, ?? The soft, flat Way thy lordlines speak. Se. Ab ! these are charms they vainly seek, rom Carissime taerirum I she When forth we venture on the street, Some would-be ...

ONE LESS AT HOME

... his enemy; but in passing it over he is his yo superior. A sweet disposition, a lovely soul, an affec- tionate nature, will speak in the eyes, the lips, it the brow, and become the cause of beauty.- kn BULWER. wi! Frt It is not work that kills men; it is ...

QUEER STORY

... Will your eye ?? it, ilan Ah, my love, mly one, only love: . - i ' 'lhis is my nice, Mr. Creighton. Mr. 1lrrisen 1!sed to speak of her its a little girl, and ] cii mlay imt .giae my surprise wvheni this tall, stately young l;!dv was ushered in unon me ...

QUEER STORY

... those lovely dimples h in your lingers. fc She: Ol, you darling. Tom: Don't you think I had better speak to your father ? Jess: N-n-no *speak to Brother Jack; he has more influence witlh mamma. She: Oh, Jacl I I'm so disturbed. I have si just ...

COMFORT ONE ANOTHER

... GRAINS OF GOLD. It - easier even f-r a philosopher to bauish nal draires than to cast awav all vanitv. The awful world, we speak and tlhik about is but the men and the things re come inI contact iritlh yf you are maculi highir thain your acie. be sure ...

LITTLE WHAT'S HER NAME

... wvell, ot Until one d..y it happenled a pecutiar thing betel'. qt WShen I sail, ' Goodusorn~ing, lFrances, ' she would wr not speak a wvord. q I rrpeate I, Mornling Frances, thouzh I knewv she us 1t1O~t halve heard. W\on't you say >iood.5lorir~, irneq u ...

A LITTLE BOY'S LAMENT

... *n He dldrnt make me comb my hair C 1+ 0 .Bat once or twice a week; h rt He wasn' bIookia' out ter words a a. Ididn't orter speak; u le He told me stories 'bout the war n le And Injuns shot oat, W-Vest. G y Oh, I'm goir' down to grandpa's, d For he knows ...

THE BABY'S BED

... filled with a trath, as the heaped waves of the Atlantic Lfollow the moon.-ELtsrmso-. Evasions are employed either to avoid speak- jag the truth, orperformsing a good action. Hence a lover of the real and true, as well as the tender- hearted and benevoleot ...

CELESTIAL POETRY

... without her And mad you'll prove, The phoenix soars far Seeking his mate, But my sweet fellow In vain I wait. Cgrme, harp, speak for me, Tell all my heart When will she pledge me, Bid fear depart? I must her worth tell, Join hands for aye, Be her companion ...

OUR LITERARY COMPETITION

... stouter and tiller than St hrsusual. He did not speak, whereas he -geierahlv w Hero had a little joke; but now he took the' jue in w sileuce. 1 lingered for a moment butilindi' F paithat he did not speak, 1 was going dowo stail | I -let when I thought ...