734 | The Expected Great Comet, Realities of Government by the Sword, 208 Bancroft's United States, Vol. VII., 289 Development of the Trade with China, 220 North West Passage—Sir John Franklin, 701 Right of Search : England's Duty to Amer- Salmon Casts, 235 Autobiography of Lola Montez, The National Debt, and National Defences, 385 Limits of Concession to the United States, 386 The Re-Kindling Fanaticisms of the East, 940 Shelley and a State of Nature, French Reflections of the Cherbourg Meet- Robert Burns and Sir Walter Scott, Half Hour with a Fighting Man, 1028 Cyrus Redding's Literary Recollections, 1016 Recent Reign of Terror in France, Mrs. Matthew's 'Tea-Table Talk, 283 Spirits over the Water, 316 My Lady Ludlow, 223, 301, 507, 710, 781 323 Stephen Girard, the Money Maker, Fresh Fields and Pastures New, in England, 329 Journey to the Moon, Thurstan's Passionate Pilgrim, 333 The Goliath among Bridges, 389 The End of the House of Fordyce, Brothers, 393 The Rev. Alfred Hoblush's Statement, 578 Qnakers : Friends' own Fireside, The Clyde in Summer and Autumn, 705 . 794 Cairo, Flood at, 200 Marriage Romance of Life Gone with,. 558 577 601 880 Manufactured Building Material, . 764 795 915 159 797 871 877 1020 1030 230 667 19 19 92 222 256 315 318 296 Pottery in the Bowels of the Earth, 555 703 733 816 849 1015 210 23 134 230 Rachel, Memoirs of, 296, 313, 334, 374, 447 736 797 973 555 25 69 134 327 506 601 628 1030 15 79 273 703 Trout Streams, Cause of Depopulation of, 288 777 849 871 996 398 849 777 540 915 Vicissitudes in the Life of a Nobleman, 959 1030 130 664 996 POETRY.–At Eventide there shall be Light, 2. Choir Singing, 2. The Three Gifts, 2. Life Sculpture, 2. Only One Life, 2. Cousin Robert, 48. Bonnets, 48. Enigma, 76. Poetry and Philosophy, 80. The Burial at Sea, 80. Epitaph, 80. SHORT ARTICLES.—Water at Jerusalem, 15. Electric Telegraph in 1787, 15. The Post- Office in England, 19. Railway to Rome, 19. Bridge over the Rhine, 19. Topsfield, 19. The word Donny, 23. Stone, the Mathematician, 25. Common objects of the Country, 25. A Male Nun, 29. Elastic Coating, 29. Do it in a Hurry, 36. Australian Forests, 41. Ar- senic in Pipes, 41. Croker's Collection of Autographs, 41. Hardness of Character, 41. Perfumes, 41. London_Water, 47. Sudden Thought, 69. Stains from Books, 69. The Water Cure, 69. The Telegraph in War, 79, Gutta Percha, 79. Disinterested Kindness, CHOIR SINGING. To some, a star to lead the pilgrim home; SINGERS in a choir should be To some, the lurid glow of endless flame; Lovers of true harmony; To all, “ at eventide there shall be light ! Not the harmony alone - Church Porch. Of the voice, and lip, and tone, But the harmony of soul, THE THREE GIFTS. BY W. H. DAVENPORT ADAMS. I GAVE my love a burning gem, All touch'd with ruddy fire ; Might grace an antique diadem, And light a king's desire. She said : “Such gifts shall ne'er be mine, Singers in a choir should be These gems I will not wear; Full of gentlest charity ; For no love-thoughts do they enshrine, Holy love within the breast No gentle fancies bear.” Will make every voice the best; I Guarding well the spirit harp. gave my love a violet, From the undue flat or sharp ; Mid fondling mosses bred, With twilight's dewy kisses wet It bow'd its graceful head. She sigh'd : “Alas! the flow'r will fade, Those who criticize at ease; Too soon its beauty pale! Love would bid them ever sing In sooth, I were a silly maid To take a boon so frail.” I gave my love a simple song, All earnest-hearted men. Of cternity! O Lord, She said : “True, song can never die ! Do thou tighten each lax cord ; Let thy love like it be, Tune each voice to sweetest key, And on my heart the gift shall lie That thy songs and psalms may be To bid me think of thee!” Sung in heaven-born harmony. -London Journal. For you LIFE SCULPTURE. " AT EVENTIDE THERE SHALL BE LIGHT." Chisel in hand stood a sculptor-boy, Most lives have shadows never understood, With his marble block before him : Dark corners where no friendly gleam can come, And his face lit up with a smile of joy, Dim secrets of a once bright youth, long past; As an angel-dream passed o'er him : Oh! courage, sinking heart, remember yet He carved the dream on that shapeless stone, at eventide there shall be light! With many a sharp incision; With heaven's own light the sculpture shone, Light to the captive in the darkest cell, He had caught that angel-vision. Sculptors of life are we, as we stand, With our souls, uncarved before us, Shrouded forever in one twilight grey Waiting the hour, when at God's command For him “at eventide there shall be light!” Our life-dream shall pass o’er us. If we carve it then, on the yielding stone, Light.to the blinded wanderer-led astray With many a sharp incision, Our lives, that angel-vision. ONLY ONE LIFE. 'Tis not for man to trifle; life is brief, Who see their barks go down in sight of land, And sin is here, Lured by false meteors onward to their doom Our age is but the falling of a leaf, Where the black rocks lie buried in the foam. A dropping tear. For them “at eventide there shall be light !” We have no time to sport away the hours ; Light to the patient cyes that cannot see All must be earnest in a world like ours. Earth's glorious beauty and her bloomy hues, Not many lives, but only one have we; Nor the dear form and lineaments of love; One, only oneA tenderer dawn shall greet those unsealed eyes, How sacred should that one life ever be When at the “eventide there shall be light!” That narrow span! To all who pine in darkness and in gloom Day after day filled up with blessed toil, Of heart or soul, that ray shall come at last; Hour after hour still bringing in new spoil. |
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