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_Died at Longueuil August 2nd, 1884_.

AGED 6 YEARS AND 7 MONTHS.

A fair child of promise, just nipped in the bud, To plant on heavenly sh.o.r.e, To bloom and expand in its love-light and peace Not dead, only gone there before!

Just six years he lived in his loved earthly home, His fond parents' joy and delight, Where his bright little spirit shed gladness around, And filled it with radiant light.

His fond little heart with affection o'erflowed, To all his beloved ones at home; Oh, think not these heavenly cords will be riven, In the spiritual land where he's gone!

Grieve not, then, fond parents, your darling is safe, In the happier realms of the blest, There waiting to welcome and join you again, In the time the _Great Father_ finds best.

THE RINK.

The rink, the rink, th' entrancing rink!

Come there to prove the sweet Delicious joys of exercise, In rhythmic glide of feet.

'Tis pleasure pure that all should taste For it makes the spirit gay, In graceful sylph-like movements free, O'er the smooth floor to sway.

It stirs life's pulses to a glad.

Refres.h.i.+ng, genial flow; It paints the cheeks with roses bright, And lovely, healthful glow.

Come, then, and in enjoyment pure, With loved ones at your side, To sweet melodious music's strain, Like fairies graceful glide.

A BINGHAMPTON HOME.

A lovely, happy, peaceful home, Within the fond embrace Of circling mountains and a stream Of calm meandering grace.

The Susquehanna's limpid flow, With the Chunango strove, And at their mild contention formed The lovely sylvan grove.

Nature smiled sweetly all around This homestead glad and bright, Which seemed peculiarly endowed With heaven's blent rainbow light.

So danced its colours through that home, As if they sought to prove Their harmony with the glad hearts That formed this shrine of love.

A tender wife refined and pure, A husband brave and true Ruled o'er this shrine of happiness, And darling children two.

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