Part 41 (1/2)

Throughout Canada the news of the victory of Queenston Heights awakened universal joy and enthusias of Detroit was hailed But the joy and enthusiasht Canada's sons the way to victory had given his life for her defence, and slept in a soldier's grave with many of her best and bravest

UNKNOWN

THE BUGLE SONG

The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy suht shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory

Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying

O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going!

O sweet and far fro!

Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying

O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll frorow for ever and for ever

Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying

TENNYSON

CHARITY

Though I speak with the tongues of els, and have not charity, I ah I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all h I have all faith, so that I could reh I bestow all ive my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth , and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away For we know in part, and we prophesy in part But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I becas

For noe see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity

I CORINTHIANS, XIII

A CHRISTMAS CAROL

”What i ht than morn?”

And voices chanted clear and sweet, ”To-day the Prince of Peace is born”