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He studied the books and maps and charts,
Then Christopher C
he sailed away,
THE LOST FOUND.
One out of the great wide fold,
And had wandered times untold.
Or what if the hills were dark?
As an arrow may miss the mark.
While my sheep is away from me;
And the silver was mixed with drose;
And to lose it but little loss.
And they shone like the morning sun;
When the toils of the day were done?
And though rayged its edges be,
wanderer far away;
Getting poorer every day.
And what if he had to roam ?
Be missed in his father's home? “Though all men condemn thee," the father said,
“ Yet not I, for I came to save; And I came to lift thee out of thy sins,
And to rescue thee from the grave!”
And the message in heaven was told,
Mid ihe music of angel choirs,
By the Pentecostal fires;
And the fairest robe was given,
As a child of the kingdom of heaven! * Rejoice! rejoice, for the dead are alive,
And the lost have a welcome given; They have washed their robes, and made them white
And of such is the kingdom of heaven.”
COME, SIGN THE PLEDGE.-M. W. FRAZER.
May scarcely guide the pen ;
Among thy fellow men!
Of base, designing knaves ?
“There's one of rum's poor slaves ? ” Come, sign the pledge! No wizard's spell
E’er wrought so great a feat
Whose victory's complete
Doth crush his subjects down;
How great be their renown.
With high resolve thy name
Than on the scroll of fame.
That man whom men extol,
Imperiling his soul.
A balm for all thy wounds;
Enable thee to keep at bay
Rum's soul-destroying hounds;
Unto thy countenance gave,
“This is a drunkard's grave."
NICKEL PLATED.-I. EDGAR JONES. Josephus Macduffus Florentinus Bran Was a sweet, an accomplished, a handsome young man He had studied in colleges, bored into books, Had traveled with close and inquisitive looks, With gold in his pocket and oil in his cruseJosephus was not of least practical use. He talked of the 'ologies, Darwin and such,
And criticized all with commendable ease;
His purpose was kind, his intentions to please ;
She painted on plaques and embroidered on frama, She was leader of chat in society's bands,
And never neglected society's claims; As pretty a girl as the world could produce But not of the least little practical use. Josephus and Flora together were tied, A beautiful mansion holds husband and bride; They violate nothing, they fracture no rules, Their children are nothings,-mere amiable fools. No gossip against them one word has to say, They smile and they chatter, they sing and they play; But the world would not miss them if all died to-day
A QUIET SMOKE.-W. H. NEALL.
Nelson, an Euglish servant, in livery. Scene.—A drawing-room in the Shallowtop residence, with lan ble, chairs, sofa, stool &c.
Mrs. SHALLOWTOP (at door, as if bidding some one adieu). Good-bye Doctor-your orders shall be obeyed. (Advances to table; sits on chair; takes up fancy work.) That settlos it. Mr. Shallowtop shall not touch, taste, smell, or even see tobacco in any form. I have known all along that he has been smoking too much. He is so nervous that the slightest noise upsets him. Now that he is suffering with the gout, I shall have him under my eye. I have instructed Sara not to dare furnish her father with anything of a smokable nature--not even a match ; and I have also informed Charles that, if he ever expects to win Sara, with my consent, he must not even have the odor of tobacco upon him, when he visits here. Enter Nelson, loaded down with cigar bores, all manner of pipes
and various bags of tobacco hanging from hands and arms. He advances to centre.
Mrs. S. (looking up.) Ah! Nelson, have you succeeded in gathering together all those filthy things?
Nelson. Hi 'ave, ma'am!
NELSON (staring in affright). Hif you please, ma'am; hinte the street, ma'am ?
Mrs. S. (decidedly.) I said into—the street. (Resumes work.)
Nelson (staring first at Mrs. S. then at his burden). Ho! what ha wicked waste hof good material. (To Mrs. S.) Did you say hinto the street, ma'am ?
MRS. S. (severely.) Nelson, I am not in the habit of repeating my orders but I did say, throw those articles into the street. (He turns to obey.) And Nelson, if you mention a word in ref.
*The character of servant can be easily changed, and adapted to Negro, Irish or other dialect, if costume is more attainable or the impersonation more desirler