Part 14 (1/2)

The room was full of water, and by a h a hole in the shutter, they could see, in theround, and bobbing up and down like a cork, on which, as on a entleman, cap and all There was plenty of room for it now, for the roof was off

”Sorry to incommode you,” said their visitor, ironically ”I'o to your brother's roo on there”

They required no second adh, and in an agony of terror

”You'll find entleman called after them ”Remember, the _last_ visit”

”Pray Heaven it lobe disappeared

Dawn came at last, and the two brothers looked out of Gluck's littlein theThe Treasure Valley was one mass of ruin and desolation The inundation had swept away trees, crops, and cattle, and left, in their stead, a waste of red sand and grayand horror-struck, into the kitchen The water had gutted the whole first floor: corn,had been swept away, and there was left only a se, breezy, long-legged letters, were engraved the words:--

SOUTH-WEST WIND, ESQUIRE

RUSKIN: ”The King of the Golden River”

(Adapted)

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solelobe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep

SHAKESPEARE

THE MEETING OF THE WATERS

There is not in the orld a valley so sweet As that vale in whose boso and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart

Yet it _was_ not that Nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; 'Twas _not_ her softmore exquisite still

'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love

Sweet vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be led in peace

MOORE

LOVE

Love your eneood to them which hate you Bless them that curse you, and pray for them which despitefully use you And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise For if ye love them which love you, what thank have ye? for sinners also love those that love theood to you, what thank have ye? for sinners also do even the same And if ye lend to them of whom ye hope to receive, what thank have ye? for sinners also lend to sinners, to receive as ood, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and your reward shall be great, and ye shall be the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and to the evil Be ye therefore e not, and ye shall not be judged: condeive, and ye shall be forgiven

Give, and it shall be given unto you; goodover, shall ive into your bosom For with the saain

ST LUKE, VI 27-38