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And I can sit upon her grave,

And with her we shall lie,
Afar from where the city's noise,
And thronging feet go by.

Nay, mother, mother, weep not so,
God judges for the best:

And from a world of pain and woe,
He took her to his rest:

Why should we wish her back again?
Oh, freed from sin and care,
Let us the rather pray God's love,
Ere long to join her there!

BLIND ABEL AND HIS GUIDE.

MRS. CROWE.

NEVER had Lilly waked with so cheery a feeling as she did after her first night's rest at Mrs. Wylie's; and no wonder! For, however poor a lot it may seem to travel the world as the companion of a blind beggar, certain it was that her condition was immeasurably improved by this change in her fortunes. The very sense of freedom was much in itself; and the escaping from her harsh cousins was a blessed emancipation from a hated slavery, hitherto indeed endured with dull submission, because not understood; but which, seen by the light of a single day's liberty, became abhorrent. Then, Abel White was such a contrast to the Littenhaus family. The curate's son had not forgotten his gentle blood and early breeding; moreover, he was by nature a kindhearted, reflecting man; and the soft tones and (compared to what she had been accustomed to) polished language, in which he addressed her, fell musically on her ear, and soothingly on her heart; arousing and awakening the sympathies that had languished in the cold atmosphere that had hitherto surrounded her. Besides, Lilly was to him an angel-a God-given help and aid-and therefore doubly to be cherished; so that, from the neglect and contempt to which she had been formerly subjected, she found herself all at once translated into an object of the tenderest care and almost reverential regard.

This was just what her nature needed, and, under the warm sun of kindness, it unfolded with astonishing rapidity. It was so cheering and encouraging to find her little offices requited with gracious acceptance instead of ungracious sufferance; she began to feel what it is to live in the sweet service of love; and the old blind beggar, growing from hour to hour in her affections, excit

ing her wonder by his remarks and conversation, and her gratitude by his thoughtful kindness, 'became a deity to her, as she

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was a ministering angel to him; whilst every day's intercourse, by convincing him of the bodily subjection and mental blindness

in which she had been held, tended to release his conscience from any uneasiness with respect to the propriety of facilitating her escape, and keeping her with himself.

So they begged along the way, from day to day; for, although Abel was not wholly penniless, his funds were not so large as to preclude the necessity of replenishing his purse; and he had, at present, no other means of doing so except by asking charity. But, whatever evil the initiation into so idle a life might be likely to do Lilly, he endeavoured to counteract by the instruction he administered: and in this manner they advanced, by easy journeys, till they reached the south-west of England.

Though the memory of his little grandchild was as warm in his heart as ever, the interest excited by Lilly, and the excitement produced by the singular circumstances of their meeting, had considerably relieved his affliction, and raised him from the "slough of despond" into which he had previously sunk; so that he had not sufficiently measured the difficulties that were before him. But now they presented themselves in their full proportions. There was not only the pain of appearing before his daughter without her child, but there was the embarrassment of intruding a destitute stranger into the poor family that were unable to support themselves.

The idea of abandoning Lilly he could not bear; yet, unless friends came forward and fitted him out with a basket again, what could he do with her? Or what prospect was there for himself but the workhouse? To be sure, he might beg; but, although necessity had reconciled him to the temporary expedient, he recoiled from the degradation as regarded himself, and the corruption that would ensue as regarded Lilly, if he relied on charity as his permanent resource. Oppressed with these anticipations, he became gradually silent and abstracted; whilst Lilly, aware of the change, though unconscious of the cause, toiled on wonderingly and timidly by his side; for she had been so subdued by her early training, that the least reaction or apparent withdrawal of kindness banished her new-found confidence, and threw her back into her former feelings of subjection.

Abel sat with his forehead resting on his hands, that were crossed on the top of his stick; Pipes, stretched out with his head betwixt his fore-legs, and his nose close to his master's feet, lay in an attitude of expectation rather than of repose, not feeling quite assured that they were at the end of their day's journey; whilst Lilly, actuated by the same feeling, sat in an attitude of doubt and timidity, as if she were preparing to start up on the shortest notice.

The following morning, being Sunday, whilst Martha stayed at home to nurse her sick child, Abel took Lilly to the Cathedral; and here, for the first time, Lilly became sensible to the effects

of music. The solemn grandeur of the interior, too, impressed her; and the chanting of the choristers in their white surplices, together with the loud swell of the organ, filled her with a strange sensation of awe and wonder. Till she joined Abel, she had never been in any place of worship; since that, she had been in several, of various denominations, for none came amiss to himhe was ready to pray with all men; but neither the decent routine of the establishment, nor the more energetic appeals to Heaven of the dissenting churches, had ever penetrated Lilly's understanding, or touched her heart, through which her understanding was to be reached. She was there an unmoved spectator of a drama she did not comprehend, and which had no meaning for her; but now the lofty nave, and the dimly-lighted aisles, and the prayers flung up to Heaven in such appealing tones by those young voices, awakened her imagination; and when she saw the dean move slowly up the aisle to the altar, preceded by the verger, she felt inspired by a vague reverence for she knew not what-an undefined consciousness that there was something out of, and beyond, this world, and an obscure notion of the purport of this pompous and solemn worship.

In this Cathedral Abel's father had been a minor canon, and the blind man, when a boy, had been acquainted with every nook of the edifice, and with every monument it contained. There, in the north transept, lay the ancestors of the blind beggar; and he showed Lilly the tomb of Rupert de Witte, with its knightly emblazonments, and the flat stone that covered the remains of Dame Margery White, Abel's great grandmother.

Lilly was very silent that day, and she wished exceedingly that the next had been Sunday too, that she might hear that music and see those "long drawn aisles" again.

THE FIRST SWALLOW.

WORDSWORTH.

He has come before the daffodils,
The foolish and impatient bird;
The sunniest noon hath yet its chills,
The cuckoo's voice not yet is heard,

The lamb is shivering on the lea,

The cowering lark forbears to sing,-
And he has come across the sea
To find a winter in the spring.

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Oh! he has left his mother's home:
He thought there was a genial clime
Where happy birds might safely roam,
And he would seek that land in time.
Presumptuous one! his elders knew
The dangers of those fickle skies;
Away the pleasure-seeker flew-
Nipp'd by untimely frosts he dies.
There is a land in Youth's first dreams
Whose year is one delicious May,
And life, beneath the brightest beams,
Flows on, a gladsome holiday;
Rush to the world, unguided youth,

Prove its false joys, its friendships hollow,

Its bitter scorns,-then turn to truth,

And find a lesson in the unwise swallow.

GERMAN LIFE IN ETHIOPIA.

LEIPSIUS. This great German traveller and antiquarian is still living.

THE ancient place of the same name (Kamlin) lies half-an-hour further up the river, and consists but of a few huts. The houses where we landed belong to a number of factories-instituted four years ago, in common with the late Ahmed Pasha, by Nureddin Effendi, a Catholic Koptic Egyptian, who has gone over to Islamand which yield a rich profit. A simple, honest, un-Oriental German, named Bauer, has erected a soap and brandy factory, which he himself conducts. A sugar and indigo factory is kept by an Arab. Bauer is the southernmost resident European that

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