THE OLD MAN AND THE CHILD!

CHARLES DICKENS.]

[Music by JOHN HULLAH.

The child and the old man sat alone,

In the quiet peaceful shade

Of the old green boughs that had richly grown

In the deep thick forest glade!

It was a soft and pleasant sound,

That rustling of the oak;

And the gentle breeze play'd lightly round,
As thus the fair boy spoke :-

"Dear father, what can honour be,
Of which I hear men rave?
Field, cell, and cloister, land and sea,
The tempest, and the grave?
It lives in all, 'tis sought in each
'Tis never heard or seen;
Now, tell me, father, I beseech,
What can this honour mean 2

"It is a name, a name, my chilà,
It lived in other days;

When men were rude, their passions wild,
Their sport thick battle frays:
When in armour bright the warrior hold
Knelt to his lady's eyes;

Beneath the abbey pavement old

That warrior's dust now lies.

"The iron hearts of that old day
Have mouldered in the grave;
And chivalry has passed away
With knights so true and brave.
The honour which to them was life,
Throbs in no bosom now;

It only gilds the gambler's strife,
Or decks the worthless brow."

And at the midnight hour the chieftain leaves his

grave;

Slowly he comes, on his charger white, amid his chosen

brave;

He wears no tow'ring plume, no mark of kingly pride, And small is the sheathed sword that hangs his shadowy form beside.

The boundless plain illuming, the yellow moonbeams shine,

The squadrons form, and the hero there surveys the warrior line;

The ranks salute their silent lord, the stately march

renew,

And now, with clanging music, pass before their master's view.

Marshals and generals round him in circling order go, And a word to one beside him the chieftain whispers low;

That word with lightning swiftness flies through all the wondrous train,

"France!" 'tis their watchword, and again-the password "St. Helen!"

Thus, at the midnight hour, along th' Elysian shore, Wanders a mighty spirit that toils on earth no more.

HAVE FAITH IN ONE ANOTHER.

J. E. CARPENTER.]

[Music by JAMES PERRING.

Have faith in one another,

When ye meet in friendship's name;
For the true friend is a brother,

And his heart should throb the same.
Though your path in life may differ,
Since the hour when first ye met,
Have faith in one another,

Ye may need that friendship yet.