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orn, and dest

oving, for I

DE OF B

H. GA

ain towered

the ri

on the wo

heir line

uttering guns

died slo

unners' pipes

ant's yar

he wind a

e fragra

d razed, bef

e maide

t of six

ide fresh

little one

e soldier

stood, her

her cu

lute, "And

the serg

r home?" he g

d out, "W

ou know I'm

de of B

hy, that wa

and Ma

ride the g

th Serge

drum that'

with fea

beside the

ays at

r baccy's a

n't have t

're cross;

y with me

g colonel s

o hear h

a leg for

anks have

ought when b

ig guns w

neath the te

across

good Mr. Y

e me some

when we get

ely brin

ame; for Ne

do what

a general

a pranc

her tiny

have hear

from his s

t a gene

little mouth

of gri

sergeant's

ion, squad?

escort til

tle wai

her toddle

twas tear

orm nor tu

or spok

ngth a far

e wind

back, and c

e scene

hand had tou

er's once

save when th

he work

the sullen c

ming miss

often rubb

elled mu

shell that

amp of B

ANDY

H. GA

f the working me

the land

roar from th

ur could

der of the ra

led towns

blazing

each midn

adelphia's s

e brown ra

legions of

ers of t

militia-me

shrank w

le against

hes again

e mighty mo

e stopped

silken se

patric

haughty gla

e jeerin

ed blacksmit

his cap a

he Labour Le

the chair

s a Judas i

who bows

he coward's

pital r

im! Kill the

the sav

blacksmith,

is head

raitor, th

man's so

you kill me

you me

ell you a s

ou'll hear

those who en

flag t

Hallick, with

wed to

ewhere down o

ion cause l

ent of rich

n to us

rms were by

t hampers o

quad had a

heir boot

to say to us

h the whol

m the kid-glo

ssed them

were sent to

tried har

of all our lin

eld out co

l fight we l

ve came u

fort, and th

hole divis

we tried to t

time back

could hear the

e a fune

Joe Hooker's

raight thro

as we saw tho

of the drif

at play and th

ed up th

hat silenced ou

ever in l

fore had the

readed tha

r last scant

man looke

gaunt-eyed,

ippled st

starvation-b

arer ev

ifth, not fo

their pla

te lips told

ed each blo

the stupor

e and th

rigid again

ntinels

el, he could no

his proud

anced at the sh

ld flag flo

he tyrants who

olf snarls

ho've risen f

isery of

mates, while t

the streng

my cap to the

in the Da

BIL

H. GA

t fight at Fr

the day

he Twenty-s

ly's men

Wade Hampto

went nec

held the

it with

stubborn ti

ery on t

es beaten ba

our colum

m out the c

p a gener

ery must s

, as pas

simply tou

with measu

crouching li

d old fe

man but rai

e to gasp

o could not

ed him" ju

all the w

o grey a

e knew that

b with no

his white hea

e hell's p

e were not

st the sto

with his swo

our bay'

bore him ba

a joyou

nt with him.

the bug

again!" no

his dog

ne left to

en soldi

before the

el's hors

with his tr

ils swell

till on his

ter sat

lly he too

his old

eigh, that s

e battle

e Twenty-se

not in

s we stood

d a litt

floating ma

r famil

Bay Billy's

e us heart

all could

rave sigh

e battered

ing impu

hill we fol

tured e

on the conq

the bat

d living a

t our le

as if a sp

hat day

morning br

the merr

'en the sl

awake,

but that las

their he

e more, with

out the lo

n the furr

s stood o

'mid the ran

the fight

he Twenty-

eir place

l Dick, who

brave fe

my elbow i

between

rgets that

with mi

he old fa

mn serge

at thumping

mpt voice

alt'ring to

few names

field some

with wea

sergeant's e

y's name

the old bay

from batt

order cou

gle's qui

front, from

ps prese

shoulder-str

ll our mi

rom that f

the roll-c

name was r

line answe

LD VE

YARD

d veteran to the W

f who led him on m

ed "Forward!" where

s in triumph behi

, General," the bat

n hundred twelve, wh

Johnson, who foug

d pensioned, but I w

said the Chief: "my

I gave you then, and

share, my friend; you

r

younger arms and f

ed the veteran, a f

ught with us, they s

of Lundy's Lane, our o

lood is left, I'll sh

t I can strike, and

raitors' hearts, and

d such arms, it ain'

ang o' them, but I'l

de!" said the Chief,-

ar

in the field, and

cred banner firm, in

to any hand that da

l persisting, the we

to follow, so long

st bite the dust, and

es place to fight, b

e on Pickens, let t

mparts with the fl

cannon-smoke, or h

nd Stripes aloft, and

l; so you let a po

look at me, as he l

t his side, or, may

lly Johnson, who fou

is raging hot, bef

are screeching, and

ierce through me, an

Washington's, and no

A CL

RED H.

ringing their

d grey be

singing their

ntry midn

e playing wit

e hung in the

liceman was st

and shiver'd al

falling as fa

d hamlet, fo

t, busy with

away at each

tinas was tr

he snow and the h

f turkeys for m

puddings all t

mince-pies that

ountry with Ch

he hills, f

laus with th

a cycle, as

s behind him

bigger than sac

r would not on

cade and the good

th ease in his

ll full of delig

wards and for pr

knackeries, b

pas and for gi

all sorts, there wer

stumes and fu

untries and dol

ages and doll

ailor dolls, red

arkie dolls, t

e and quaint

nothing, the qu

nigger dolls w

oat or a shirt

china and doll

such dolls, and

res, and dolls wit

gid and dolls that

sawdust and do

ye-bye" when lai

silent when nob

y when one pinches

faces and eyes

brunette, the bl

ridegrooms, the m

thousands of pret

e furniture-t

u'll think of and

re playthings and

f objects and al

uments, boxes

d faddles of v

dy for finger

tambourines, tr

nimals, reptil

rocodiles, cob

igers as ta

ultures as b

r-poles and mo

yards at misc

too, and dogs

phants triking

kers and hors

that could sho

the whip, there were

t would hum, there

i

made of iron and

o match them, as

ll of pictures and

r the seasons and t

pen-wipers, pen

ockers and rol

marbles and b

bundles of can

or the girls, there

o

of clever me

arriages runn

ailers that ca

tions, and ship

Black Sea, or wha

clockwork or p

weather or go w

awn by a cou

soms, and wagg

urricles, ral

eelers, with al

quet, and bat,

really the li

the mouth, there we

could play with and

de of leather and b

zes, from footb

the boxes of

f objects and al

do, the Fox

olitaire-al

ngolette, Hook

eavours and se

d Spellicans, T

mention the half

ughtsmen, and ho

ckgammon and ba

dominoes, b

ricks you can

s went with hi

r street, and throu

h the keyholes-o

e chimneys-so

r other, he ma

ood children we

there, all the s

ung up he cramm'd

d things he had b

he hills an

smiled as he loo

children asleep

t so loud as t

fellow who grea

small-for he'd ho

gs, he had hung

tears almost

letter with j

om a stocking h

y fell as the

's hand, and said,

's sox-they's hun

laughter and sh

the girls, and the

e good things the go

h

out on their pil

voices, such

e another confu

atter from ma

hey've left off fro

people, if thu

provided, be gr

your pleasures,

Christmas and

weary and des

ir eyes and with

of poverty, s

cheer them aw

t you who have m

r eyes and can li

example and wo

efactor, the go

mb chimneys in t

keyholes in f

al key for the

our eyes and the

e joy that you

r own heart as w

halved when toget

e doubled whenev

PERIAL

peacemen, al

t any price-th

ee, at peace, o

ch fast for eve

LD MA

rmission to copy from "Harper's Magazine" the poem "Sheltered," by Sarah Orme Jewett; to Messrs. Chatto and Windus for permission to use "Mrs. B.'s Alarms," from "Humorous Stories," by the late James Payn; to Miss Palgrave and to Messrs. Macmillan and Co., for the use of "England Once More," by the lat

FAT

he man of thought, who believes in the destiny of the English race, who does not shrink from the responsibilities of power from "craven fear of being great," and who holds that an Englishman ought to be ready to

've got the ships, we'

ll matters of international dispute believes with Solomon, that "He that is slow to wrath is of great

y of its justice and the soundness of its finance. Native races everywhere appeal with confidence to the justice of o

, not to the force of our arms in the field, but to the subordin

th them it is the soldier first and the civilian where he can. England succeeds because she pro

mind, and to encourage the subordination of the civil to the military spirit in national institutions. Such a result could only be disastrous to the Bri

tenth decade has realised a greater fact, the federation of the British colonies in a great social and commercial empire. The German Empire must fall to pieces if it continues

onscription or compulsory service for home defence; and this, too, at a time when the end

real danger there would be no need for forced service, and service forced without need would breed rev

ILES. Octob

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to Battle G

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Speaks Ger

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Assembly!"

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onsides F. H

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e British Sailo

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tannia!" J

ITER. EDITED BY

NGLIS

LIZA

that bears a

is but a l

first on the

hall aver

ess ones who

in arts

the whole wide

ittle lan

of the Earth-d

home of the

g that waves

r when o

hat flag as au

an the str

spirits that

d the palm

ay sink with a

float o'

stainless-de

he flag of th

that beats wit

and the we

as soon for

for a soul-

a deep and

ns of fait

th the fondne

t of its ow

rough gem-de

he heart of a

traverse the

y claim h

such a vast d

never sets

hty stranger

of his hom

ill pour from

lls of his

s charter-den

the words, "I'm

GOES T

RALD

ry to ou

s, calm a

t spirit i

sword in

right on b

to bear

t, with one pa

old place

y to our

ses, calm

t spirit i

sword in

not fight

d not fl

to meet a T

y in the

thorny, bu

ous Ros

r proud Rose

n life's d

not fight

d not fl

to meet a t

y in the

goes our

ant and

to the

marria

ght she st

s of dawn

g heroes str

our of

goes our

ant and

to the

marria

befall o

ud and per

wail to th

ints wet w

red-cross

r-peal o

ere, every

age! Engl

befall o

ud and per

wail to th

ints wet w

ory to ou

er she lif

fight, to r

the dear

Storm hath

y and i

own i' the gr

her peace

ry to our

er she lif

fight, to r

the dear

D ONCE

S TURNER

this En

at heart

rest she an

sail'd e

's children

will liv

ings fly rou

alds of

Him who lon

her as

we cry f

d once

rm and fine

l is straig

ent cros

ing throug

d sign o'er

ons fear

ng and stubb

derneat

Him who lon

her as

we cry f

d once

of dread

no plac

and crave

is Engli

that cannot l

he waves

almost touc

it see

Him who lon

her as

we cry f

d once

in Pre

ransfuse

ge she lives

and gl

's and from

has kept

on his deat

word on t

Him who lon

her as

we cry f

d once

s from Eas

s that swe

her from

r seized t

ng loyal hear

d her sage

r'd Ark in gl

world's

Him who lon

her as

we cry f

d once

old hear

nd thee ro

of life,

ke the h

our at the he

e along

fair on Fre

ely voya

Him who lon

Thee as

we cry f

d once

END THE

ARALD W

an eagle

of Engl

of great

yet larg

dred lands

ransome

to her no

e of Free

an may wel

ith daunt

holds what

defends

climb the m

y cape a

of the wand

spitab

en banner

y's fleet

on the e

eternal

on from s

not day n

holds what

defends

cry out for

ice does

name of r

our stain

s see it pr

the shelt

s on the th

les round

r of tru

t scatte

holds what

defends

e shadow o

iddled t

od nations

y round

e battles o

er may

easure with

ed harve

not retrea

rt remain

hold what

defend t

VOLU

RED H.

? Never! The

Freedom, the Fr

to the

worst of the T

ike at the w

l about h

ob at a de

a man at Fort

ne with the

of the dice

orced to the

reck of the w

a flag

a coin, or a

will that is

m and a

ight in ev

th is B

and True are

is hurl'd in t

hand of

hat fears for

nd of S

Never! The

f Freedom b

the year

the laws of F

will, who wil

desire

o spur has n

spur is a t

ready and

om calls t

forced to th

hand of a

a flag

-at best but a

the bitter,

ardour o

Never! The b

prey of the t

the fig

an will sel

bidder may

ward's ni

sells to th

friends as he

he main by his

n is not to

bought with a

'fend when the

the flag

ights for th

himself, or

ter and

Free land

he flag wit

e field

r a need to

throw, or th

on grip o

dy, where a

a spur and

nd 'fend t

emen hol

eer is a s

r ever the c

ted, free

call to s

west, and so

the flag

a selfish t

ice of the

r a self

hall float in

of the Volunte

ll tear it o

om's tramp

ight in ev

th is B

and True are

is hurl'd in t

hand of

hat fears for

nd of S

N AUST

RALD

send a cheer up

ard the Re

Harvest

battle closing r

ssage shal

ght across

rts beating for yo

n your battles, b

old ance

oot beneat

ruit of Freedom

ome, too,

ight on if

hall never be a bou

the Tyrant is

ers how s

iment roll'

battle burst up

ks with da

nows the

Freedom-draw her sw

f Battle rises f

see the Ty

see her li

erless jewel won

resh her foe

eat the bre

song of triumph

send a cheer up

ard the Re

Harvest

battle closing r

swer shall

ght across

re beating for yo

ALIA

RALD

e News to-

fired the

but one

dy for the

dy and

l not say

that woul

home and

ll'd, drilled

dy and

t as driv

d the con

to test

teers of

dy and

treams of

l her youn

r stands b

ith one

dy and

ERIAL

RALD

us, when th

supreme in

r first fore

d men for

e stroke of

Australia

gives your h

you with

gold o' the

k, Thistle,

of England

e spoke with

e virile an

world! Beho

o her full-

square her fi

er youth re

full for augh

gold o' the

k, Thistle,

ve come of

ld mother s

a brand-new

futures t

ll lands of

hath kindled

l links of

and welded

gold o' the

k, Thistle,

OYS'

RALD

hers, swee

waved their own

anions for th

their manhood, p

f those w

Earth's ends o

ers of Ocean,

h their bones a

the Cit

rob with lif

er young warri

ened to them

ur bark,

ing to tarnish

our Banner t

azons England

e lips

wn hands, saying

for you, nor

oys were given

s were clo

e, our Pole-st

d her Beacons-

wn upon the a

hey fill

n any we can

assion did so

as if each w

urs we sh

tier outlook s

orn children t

t of this great

s the Wo

no more need o'

their young her

he dewy fire

to the f

ur re-given o

ong embraces

ug at heart for

her of

ar to us, thou

ce we are sworn

ttle as Brothe

to bear

ove together

oulder; to the

ound; all heaven

the war

rth of all dark

Federation

e language, and t

THE ASS

EMENT

Souvenir. Ma

embly! Blow,

s need of her

e World Unive

to a finish, in

bly! They'll he

and gallop wher

city and vill

the front!" It sh

an's heart ever

r country, when

tabbed by oppr

ssembly! Blow!

the As

mbly! You'll s

nited in hear

leap from their

guns for their

sembly! Our

are sailors and

will haul, they will

furnaces hot

strong pull, a

ig mountain? 'Tis

e top, when, by g

ssembly! Blow,

the As

sembly! Brav

triumphant on s

Scotland are sti

bless her! is w

bly! Come! Forw

soldiers? Bah! g

war of Soc

"'Tis a glorious

world could pro

face both sir

danger, and

ssembly! Blow,

the As

embly! Form,

he city, from c

regulars swee

ir lives their dea

mbly! Come! Vo

at grinding and

olled for defenc

heer for the Em

the front! with t

he dear lads, with

he Workman, the J

ssembly! Blow,

the As

NT-MINDE

YARD K

ule Britannia"-when yo

ee

hed killing Kruge

op a shilling in m

an in kharki

ed beggar and his w

must take him

service, wiping so

lot o' little th

's son-son of a

orse and foot goi

country's work (and wh

in

your credit's sak

married secret, ask

e wouldn't ge

and vittles, and the

han rather like

lked with casual, the

o

inded beggar th

e for sermons with t

girl that Tommy's

e's son-son of

publican-it's all

country's work (and

rl

our credit's sake,

thousands, far too p

eir sticks and bed

lf o' nothing paid 'em

at earned the wag

d beggar, but he hea

didn't need to

and joined it-so th

ome that Tommy's

's job-gardener

paper-shop-there's

country's work (and

om

our credit's sake,

s later we can loo

what he'd ver

the Empire his empl

at's you and me)

ded beggar, and he

ant his kiddies

e workhouse while thei

home our Tommy's

e's home-home o

orse and foot goi

s country's work (an

ar

our credit's sake,

HE EM

ARALD W

ore place

more begg

ring of ste

hing of b

lly of r

pire's wil

by unite

k of talk

duty to

eteran i

ad who is

and shrink

r of right

lasses ar

fered and h

lt the bur

utrage and

glory of

the blo

our are we

ht of Engl

ore fume o

more we

ng in faith

word of Ju

ron men a

ur has struc

retribut

gs, which fo

d to God

to him w

eak across

eat and f

ek no oth

lotting ou

rook no n

ave no se

k no sordi

ght the age

edom's broa

pire on i

hin the a

-A CRO

ARALD W

ur of Cromw

an Empire o

it to noo

and hero

s like a swor

way through

England's

e same ete

he man of

right divin

's head and so

e ages' dr

bright and pe

nobler cours

faction's

land in

e master mi

f issues o

willing n

to own a

he landmark

ne by him

ask a co

one in Engl

man with b

thorny thr

act and br

all he ha

who will d

bulwark in

lord of Eng

ng from a c

omewhere i

guide this

hour-glass

the pilot a

break to

l conquer

s waiting

the dying a

seek the

cks in a pe

shield our

just his co

s in a so

with a co

e finds the

l do what E

D'S IR

ARALD W

ne, the old Cro

s conquer

ture sown with

lish Ir

jes, where the

r Captain, slay

spirit in the s

with stu

light of duty

r death

t the price or

heirs, the vi

ed, the old Cro

n the hors

outpost like

lish Ir

nd donga, up th

honour of th

tarve, or on r

a burn

to live the

has eve

what duty's vo

ht on to glor

E CHERRY

NYM

ied table, and calling the waiter, ordered a simple meal. His appearance was not such as to arrest attention. His hair was thin and grey; the expression of his countena

from the thumb and finger of one of the gentlemen, struck him upon his right ear. His eye was instantly upon the aggressor, an

eatures as he carefully wrapped it in a piece of paper, and placed it in his pocket. This singular proce

stone, from the same hand, struck him upon the right elbow. This also, to the infinite a

er discharged, and struck the stranger upon the left breast.

e terrible than wrath, drew a card from his pocket, and presented it with perfect civility to the offender, who could do no other than offer his in return. While the stranger unclosed his surtout, to take the card from his pocket, he displayed the undress coat of a military man.

ites at this cherry-three separate affairs out of this unwarrantable frolic! The challenge was accepted, and the challenged party, in deference to the challenger's reputed skill with the pistol, had half decided upon the smal

e flap of the right ear; and, as the wounded man involuntarily put his hand to the place, he remembered that it was the right ear of his antagonist that the first cherry-stone had struck. Here ended the first lesson. A mon

d here ended the second lesson. There was something awfully impressive in the modus operandi and exquisite skill of his antagonist. The third cherry-stone was still in his possession, and the

on taking it, contained the last of the cherry-stones. The note was superscribed in the captain's well-known hand, but it was the writing evidently of one who

o understand by this?"

sir, that my friend fo

HIPMAN'S

RLEY

set him up. He was the life of the ship, and wherever he went he was popular; and it is possible he might have outgrown his weakness, for I don't think there was any organic disease at this time, but he got a low fever, and died in a week. This low fever was very prevalent, and at the same time that poor young Munro died, an admiral, one of the leading members of society at 'Gib.,' died of the same disease. As it was considered infectious, the two bodies were placed in their coffins and carried to the mortuary till the fune

ry; I had a fancy to follow the poor fellow as far as I could, so I waited while the jack tars went inside and fetched out the coffin covered with the union-jack, and Munro's hat and sword on the top, and then the little procession took its way across the neutral ground to the English cemetery. I followed the coffin, and the other two brought up the rear. The sentries did not salute us as we passed them. At last we reached the cemetery gates. Here I was obliged to

not intended going to the admiral's funeral; but after burying Munro I felt more cha

om every regiment were sent, three military bands followed, a battery of artillery, the marines and all the jack tars in the place, the governor and his staff were there, and every officer, who was not on the sick list, quartered in Gibraltar, was present. A firing party was told off to fire ov

the strains of Beethoven's 'Funeral March of a Hero,' must have been heard all over Gibraltar

coffin was uncovered to be lowered into the grave; it was smothered with flowers, but the wreaths were all carefully removed, and the admiral's cocked-

again, then they whispered; they sniffed, they snorted, they grumbled; they gave hurried orders to t

hey saw when they lo

the morning, by mistake. The doctor and I found it out a

YSM

ARALD W

SMITH O

fight and r

s if back

triumphs gr

goal the

ut with rec

shadow o

et for nobl

eaming o

they grimly

and on

ht with doom

ath and fi

mur once

rance stil

pirit all

ter march

eary steps t

ed that con

silent, and

n the ar

s of nobl

ome and ki

o the aid

on to L

gh smoke of

ho disdain

eal or wo

wn broad ba

ss the pat

iron ramp

th it town

d in sett

pen seemed

arded to

as the f

in volca

was defenc

force o

pire stoo

n awful

rtress ev

urer cho

nseen walls

ear that l

posts far

rath and cr

erce assau

eat in thu

YSMITH

kept the ol

y and pra

ded, doomed

en and no

den tempes

ood or gra

but power

owned such

the foe wi

em with fi

eeping roun

ysentery

rider and t

erry as

k of each

smiting ma

pared and n

ver claime

gh and now

aby at th

its manda

ness of th

ng before i

ssom, fruit

hed their da

ith the li

ern and stu

drove the s

drew the

t they kept

gland's sa

and civi

ruin knock

reak and hom

at lone fai

d vengeanc

s thence hur

rave who l

lows in bra

tempest e

they strove

r that pea

lame and wo

danger a

released fro

blast destr

layed and fo

Flag uncon

YSMITH R

ll seemed lo

ustre whic

ef an id

by a seal

allid lips t

he endur

o! Delivera

fter lon

ve of mart

n those de

mple call

roken by t

hivalry of

ized in blo

ught of me

thed the w

ighed the dre

athered up t

ncible

win the pri

their reso

bonds of g

the breac

honour t

f at last,

gnificent

and figh

gory pass

ge of pent

assion se

t and sole

wed their

pture of

ousands foug

ved and sav

r Imper

unseen b

in as gra

awful sh

enedicti

th his won

ore than ev

the gay

n was cro

lie in si

battle no

round is

nglish he

IX-IN

f the Bombshell, published i

famous hill

away, on La

lat ridge tha

housand fe

idge there i

terrible s

he street a b

of smoke on the

ty seconds b

o'er, and a

comes down with

-range, terrib

women walk

streets of L

ives walk in t

n play till the

ir holes they

ing shell of th

they weigh a

ever they str

ng concussion

the window-pa

gh, but there'

g shell from a

e and jest with

their steeds a

thunderclap

f the horses a

t we saw was

ell from the

may beset us

ome cheer in th

d be gay, but a

be given to th

midst of thei

ange, terribl

TRICK'

ARALD W

he Isle of

good Engl

Kelt upon ko

ourneen

the rose, an

, the rose,

the bayone

here's dut

need of e

he shore an

e sake of

r the

he boys of

the gallan

flag upon do

as childr

the leek, an

, the leek,

the bullets

red grave

need of h

he glory

ame destin

r the

e girls of t

the glamou

all, in ho

Erin's y

the rose, an

, the rose,

e face of

the batte

imself is

the serf or

n deny the

r the

he wit of t

the favour

ore of that

at Nature

the leek, an

, the leek,

me writes h

dread dang

he others

succour

ut all mus

r the

he day of t

the emblem

ll on our bos

heart an

the rose, an

, the rose,

rim batteri

ere's pleas

ach other

for better

ll, living

r the

e reign of t

the welf

t through the fe

libert

the leek, an

, the leek,

he death-ar

e hilari

the bog or

a brother

d and cit

r the

O OF OM

CDONALD, C.B., D.S.O.

ARALD W

lots of lie

tches an

ac who save

word came

o it"-he c

peril lay

ks like stee

ee them han

jist fight!

front the D

houlder knit

black that

of fire, a

t and lea

xims stormed

ifles did

destiny

agony

pire's own

inute in

ac was co

rds like l

confident

that ev

ines on hin

left like

te nigh pas

glory out

n those a

orld's great

ments seem

death and

ed, indeed

wound or

ly faced t

d, to con

t as thoug

gland gav

h, who aske

t those od

cky get hi

onour whi

res no d

allant se

nkers bear

runt of e

arn for othe

lendour an

AND S

ARALD W

IN THE MATABELE

i's was th

had to dr

ether this

nly fou

the iro

s, where hi

rats in s

ving, no

the last

indmost i

bugle sou

and sa

went men

eager fo

rifts and dri

e mad the

or through

they meet

d and swor

was keen

ngue alone

ar aler

ned each c

nd br

ere the sta

creatures

metimes in

get a bi

n our point

ass, no sig

und abov

coast, the

to south

pping in

quiet like

y, fo

the rats w

rimly smok

e of lead

ce of fla

ake perhaps

lets' ghas

ef and blo

moment, we

ddle girth

re of foe

ned, and fa

toge

ed in thousa

tabbed and b

t of rifle

ise aroun

ank and rear

rker, as w

rd the Capt

or himself,

ed those r

torrent gr

ruin in

and

llet! How i

tissue to

nt and blood

on a bed

are which o

d, caressed

aster doom

en I lay

torture, sic

s through

eeling hea

of t

ming? By t

huddled

teed beside

fain to se

ftly, then,

e, she knel

circling

she touch

se that kne

he last gl

mrade's ow

rget

hes heaved

assion fre

ife to be

irst with de

e eyes gleamed

down-pointi

r the answ

dden wave

ce again

at of sav

om very ja

and s

DNIGHT

EMENT

boys to-night!-lying

ad

eady to fight! stand l

e

and swords, my lads,

istols

h as your fathers did,

the

s, boys, at home?-"F

, it'

er Majesty's parks, a

d re

Hang their chaff! Wher

to

nd the country called,

y to

rothers in heart! cava

h

lives they lived, they

lis

word! in the

saddles! make

f the scorching sun, a

iles

ng to get at the foe,

ords t

piteous eyes-they h

ing

horribly white, and t

l

the Colonel says: he i

y to

will be led by men-Ew

ry-

stroke the mane-let m

br

rse who will carry me

o life o

r fist, old man!" let

arge b

hose at home! God have

ord in the da

sounds, let us

d of the night! away t

a

tars of Heaven! a spe

a

lence broke; forbidden

s

, "Be firm, my boys!" a

andy

of then?" Look here!

I s

roat-just here-and a t

che

t I funked, he lies! B

ves h

use, as a soldier sho

his chil

a kind of dream; I wa

oys-a

d, a bugle blew! then

ge, m

rd in the thic

honour and E

avalry charge in the

cely

's like a dream, and w

h

ee the officers lead-f

nd Str

t the head of the troop

pers

it, and hard at work-t

nk or

re fighting hard for th

ry's

On my life, be they Li

ds b

h of the pluck, my bo

us at W

re soldiers bred, to c

or r

h that we gave our QU

e got t

word, withou

alry! Well

boys to-night, now th

o

rom the EMPRESS-QUEE

f "Wel

are sorely stained, an

y qu

er's piteous eyes bear

rate

and many a gash, and

ed an

safe and sound, and m

's

rights and wrongs of

at l

duty's done!-it will

ry ch

brothers in heart! we

and

ughout the world, we ha

Engli

blessing the

er's oath-GOD

EKI

DS

A. FREWE

Baden-Powell was educated, it is customary for the boys to

shades of e

ool-boy da

one, or the gam

oft the old

its summ

d answered the

,-I'm

town and a

he Afric

d his Queen'

many and fri

ard that fla

confusion a vo

,-I'm

passed, and n

d death w

t banner of d

ullied by fe

scene o

though weaker-w

,-I'm

at when many a

ays yet i

gather; or,

all for a str

ver calle

his may make

anic, and c

,-I'm

T AT ROR

ry 23,

LY PFE

sandula, the blo

d dead looked up un

ritain's best had sign

o time, and lay there

iling by the gun he

r lived to write a

d's honour and to

e's Drift expect th

British lads camped

rd with Chard and B

foe that hardy ra

en could do those Br

on the hill appea

t English boys' 'pale

were behind, wit

ck who rose to give

first dark wave of b

ur youngsters waited

barricade, half-hid

thy current glide ben

blazed, then rose th

hinned; the chieftain

ir phalanx broke, but f

furies that avenge

d on and on, pressed

leak hill-top, and swe

ill, and, surging

arricade within it

rt, the lads' frail

oom within a blac

savages shot wide,

ullets, they had o

of day the dusky

prairie-grass, to r

ar-dance, all tog

e sick-house till they

struck their shields,

h f

-their answer came, a

nt after showed the

temper,-scarce an ou

m their vantage at t

iant savages the b

n warriors lay de

h Williams, and ther

dies on the Welsh

ed out, assegaied, and

its honour or disho

in fire upon our na

of any man be s

than the brave, each

as heroes, and the so

heir fever, were con

blazing, roof and w

ike devils, till so

nto cover, and one

in bellowed forth new

rs rallied, formed a

e barricade; deter

each other up,-no w

Kaffirs' teeth, and

h the dusk, and we ha

; and later, in the

rer faces; we could fi

ge weapons and the g

a change-that angry s

e upon us, but fell

of the dawn rose gl

n wave swept off and

loom with English

, stood above the w

Canute, and shamed th

waves withdrew, th

itannia! while thy

true islanders, w

e this, manned with

of thy Land, and S

IEV

MAFE

the relie

h the tow

n Baden-Pow

er shook

s hand his m

who's l

Baden-Pow

e," he said.-

E WON THE VI

AM JEFFR

tle story I've a

quarters in which

ica, and Englishm

hero by the name

ords in question neve

in fiction or the

ulture critics, or

would shudder at the

a River-and of that

nnection with the f

the vulgar and p

d, a private!-and

of region, where th

seaward, dropping p

gentlemen will fin

proportion of our

s foetid, it is so

a season, you woul

er likes it, and he

is profit at the rat

ish traders, gallant

ue and scarlet, stil

o

natives, who are know

r ground-nuts and c

p the trader in his

tle treaties with a

loured caitiffs in th

ttle hornets, with

of Barra had been g

n insect, he was co

detachment-it was l

om his capital

ation, when his lan

rmation which was bro

g of Barra had comp

onstruction where

lonel D'Arcy, and hims

ed to follow with t

shed impatient, but ha

nt

sk before him was a

so stoutly all the g

never enter if he d

ceiving how the foe

talents which he h

n, were flying, and the

ir in fury rather hei

and silently, ou

BADE IT OPEN; AND IT

EN

anation, it may sav

ntention-'twould b

a blatant, democr

now," the D'Arcy, fou

ad

imes thinking how a

bby service or di

han pleasure-with a

For Valour" on the b

IEF OF

er 25,

T.S.

st day in L

hat it wa

's mines had c

nd was co

at foe meant w

and we all

y more, of sm

t would al

of us, a cor

oung gen

h fever in

ind was w

ground in her

her head

mes hame frae the

se then w

a child on he

king of woo

-dog sprawls b

her's wheel

and roar, and

ss waiting

s wife, like a f

ce to draw

eep, and I h

lish vill

garden;-a s

back to the

Brown stoo

broad gla

face, and she

me near a

nders! Oh!

ogan f

r's? Ah! I

grandest

thae bonny

we're saved

er knees, and

, like a ful

battery-li

en among

d, for they wer

so near t

for life: and t

and the f

the colonel

'd to their g

said-"That s

no hear t

are comin'? It

s hae broke

roar and th

pes we cou

ed their work

hat the en

ong ere it m

ng, cease

oise of the

ppers und

ipes of the

play'd "Aul

r men like th

houted alo

and shook one

men sobb'd

knelt down w

l thank'd

ay when we w

put Jess

al took her h

n, like a v

' ribbons and

und and rou

cheers were bro

s play'd "Au

LAD O

LA BUTE

n of Messrs.

t war in the re

hear, and wha

, with his swo

you, any dea

war, in that di

I done one might

ur son with his s

ear of him, pa

gentle as sout

ntle place whe

mile like the o

ying fast, smile

ightiest deeds

honour, you sai

aw three-I am

scern him, and cr

scaling a tow

lone, and the ho

n! Had he strea

ck as the blacke

; he died: but the

was grand for a

mother! He w

hair'd soldier who

harging in fro

s on, in a

arrow hurled

beast, ere the hu

o; he died: but t

ry carried his nam

mother; he w

rehead, and gra

f my son is as

night in my dre

fame from the l

were three; you mus

lash from the

face; but it

rummer had drop

t through, in the

boy like a babe

g torrent of gra

a foot's pace bec

n gently, smiled on

o; he died: but h

ore noble than li

fair hair, and a

eak it not! 'Tis

grave by the

oss grows softer t

smoothly, and le

ready before

s tombstone a na

hearts through the s

s noble and be

o longed for him,

is face shining

of peace, and its

ed ghost, from the

alone-let me fo

dear mother. I

eart, and God an

ve from the hos

ur Queen on his br

AL

ber 20,

D CHENEVI

ced in story, scant a

ers proudly, proudly

unhonoured, but to w

for ever, to the worl

ls graven, thou art

er shining in the

nt river, crowned with

ws no magic, boasts n

t thou sheddest arou

thou lendest to the

their sorrow, who can

burst of anguish shall

s, the loved one; but

i

e winning of that

far onward, when we

s and willows on the

ners blazon'd with th

ds are winning, wave ab

all nerve them for som

September, when the A

r for ever to the g

s proudly, proudly r

ER

ber 20,

RALD

r-banners

g merrily

half the w

n Foe bef

eir march of

-devoted

ree Hundred G

immortal

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

g heart and

to their h

valour at

ed in the

nt in bat

t, as from

hone which gi

y, as wit

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

the Angel

luge of

r life's last

of Freed

'tis i' the

n battle'

's kisses ta

on balmies

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

with noble fee

ur's ru

day! how a

he smile

oured their b

ripe-gathe

h History's ni

with starr

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

not in chur

ur darlin

grave-mounds

d sing the

sweet shall

's hands have

Mother's bo

's arms ar

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

hey lie 'nea

ws dark

a host as

nd's path

o home and

the tyran

y look, so p

r glorious

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

e's outer c

death sto

England's d

h for kin

n their re

dom's dawn

re courts to

et with th

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

o matched the

r shield's

ss Heroes

all have th

eloquence,

holds up

gives for ch

ave hearts

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

s of our F

in batt

r need, on

f Hosts wa

Sorrow br

exulta

's Chosen O

's hill

ry! joyfu

thou brin

such an ho

not die

ACL

.) THE CHARGE OF

RD TE

ague, hal

league

he valle

e six h

the Ligh

the guns!

valley

e six h

the Ligh

e a man

the sol

had bl

ot to ma

ot to re

ut to do

valley

e six h

o right

to left

in fron

d and t

with shot

hey rode

e jaws

e mouth

e six h

l their sa

they turn

the gunn

g an ar

world

n the bat

' the line

k and

om the sa

'd and

rode bac

e six

o right

to left

behin

d and t

with shot

rse and

had foug

' the jaw

the mout

was lef

f six

their g

ld charge

world

e charge

he Light

six hu

BALA

ES WIL

ge was over; back to

nt troopers, who ne'

atham, by Medway'

and lancer, survi

e a message-'twas

s noble Queen, will

ch visage, it ac

d heroes, who'd fou

mong them, fast f

border, from the g

's icy grasp upon

was passed the word,

o

laddie, with hand

Sovereign, and w

your Majesty, I'm

' mither, beneath t

your Majesty, i

I might hae slept wi'

rimsoned sward, wher

Medway's bank, in sou

in her hand, and fr

ier laddie a lovel

ey buried, clasped

owy flower, the gift

ERM

ber 5,

RALD

guns' loud laugh at the

ng fires of war we l

lls went up through N

Sabbath chimes, we cou

t call to prayer in t

d on the air, and

e rainy hill, all

e stood still i' the

ro

g in the dark, and s

d and ready for a

ians, and they came

for silence in the b

our fiery tide of

ry unrolled, and up

e Valley do the bi

om like wheels! feet

s on us! Now the

of a wrongèd queen-t

ar

wild war-drums with

lood on fire, and wa

he weary leaped up

rdled white i' the fac

e

d defied, arose

peril pushed-each fo

orough mire, and o'er

r

aughter when he dream

needed,-men can feel

n their face-eyes fi

s red in heaven, upo

rning-red of a gre

his wedded bride in g

in the West, when he

d swore that day to s

eagured line the r

blessing hands, and w

ll fingers met in the

with a sound that

land leapt in light

perb, through all tha

th a terrible scorn,

rd

ting on us, as the y

f quick red fire licke

wild sneering shot, w

a

d laughter hurrying d

nd round the hills, th

were crashing on

ds the smile of cons

dashed the Rebels pl

face of flame, and s

sealers, and we hurl

e-lipped with rage, th

what a prize for the w

leasaunce, did our fe

n the pulse that be

o the fight in gray th

e surrounded! leap you

e battle, for there i

victory! One more tug

hill! with bloody spu

om Etna foams their

England cry! Hurrah

ogether, all abreas

glimpse across the

gel that shall blast

ge together, and

ears its path, and pa

host doth melt befo

breaking heart doth f

allant show, and a

glorious goal with

we fought our fight,

n Inkerman-our Sol

s stood like corn in i

sheaves were reaped

under-strokes, and pil

intage ran, and reeled

eds gone to sup in

rtality our ragge

s comely bloom, and b

ed o' the foemen dead

i

e tent-fire in the e

who ranked with us in

morn who came no mor

out in the gloom of

Death that in Life's

s of the dead that o

d heroes, cut in p

s life had stopped

f many a heart all d

ripe for tears, and h

dungeon-grates, how ey

Freedom burn and be

their red graves, th

of the dead, where l

er England came t

and a bitter cup l

drank it up, she rai

ike solemn joy, she

istance died-the pu

ng glory o'er the h

D IN

ARALD W

rds, the best

ay what love de

aise, no priz

Queen was a s

ow, no idle t

urels on tha

England, and f

duty then-an

but a littl

l, if Freedom t

ound the shock

flinch-the gl

ke, who would

us, and craved

ring too long

ier's crown-a

mb that is a n

when crumbling

our, like the

were in danger

empty epita

pt for England

; but, over wa

aptain's call-

HE B

AH WIL

ver f

le and pos

wept

h of my ow

arges i

p my place

-'tis

y old games

eep, the lout! in th

nd

to drowse in the mid

neigh contempt at hi

nd

clear away, I have stre

mrade an

in hurry

I

onorous, "

nquerin

the cannon

home

nk of me som

s his snooze! Would h

wd

n bones, or a prick

l wants you;" if I co

ud

ectious here, for my e

can yo

ere lost on t

me late i

as kneelin

eyes and whi

ur Father,

o she stayed

your mother

ighed, "So

, Will, now

fellow sleeps! strang

d hau

d his face, to make s

de and see, for what s

e

here! Holy Father

dead

I could no

brav

for the

dear

nor remorse

good

n your breas

FILO

CE NIGH

W. LON

n the Crimea after the doctors and the other nurses had retired for the night. Bearing a light in her ha

noble deed

spoken a n

s, in gla

er leve

wave of de

inmost be

ts us u

ll meane

ose whose wo

us in our

their o

from wh

t I, as by

at army of

hes cold

ed and fr

from the b

hospital

rless co

and sto

at house

ith a la

h the glimm

from room

s in a dre

ss sufferer

dow, as

darkeni

or in heav

then clos

on came

shone and

annals, thr

f her speec

its rays

tals of

h a lamp s

t history o

type o

c wom

hall be wa

he lily, an

ols that

lomena

LE HATCH

UESTIONS BY A FIV

URDE

are for a little while that she might not be distracted by his

with a commendable thirst for knowledge, and a prai

of still more puzzling questions, offered to tell him a story-the story-the story of Ge

day, George

ho?" aske

a little boy, then, just li

larence, with an encouragi

this great man we are

father gave him a li

ewitching intelligence. Most men would have got mad, or betrayed signs of

e Wash

im the litt

er. And h

e fat

Washin

O

ington's. And his

ld

d Ge

es, Ge

agine. We took up the story right where the boy interrupted, fo

e was

him?" queri

father to

O

must be careful

st be c

rge

O

careful with

hatc

Geor

O

out of doors all night. So George went around cutting everything he could reach with his hatche

ut it

rge

O

e home and saw it t

he hat

d he said, 'Who has cut dow

apple

erybody said they didn't k

ng abou

apple

O

up and heard them

o talking

father an

they talk

the app

apple

tree that Georg

rge

e Wash

O

nd heard them talkin

he cut it

y his littl

little

the one his f

ve

orge Was

O

d he said, 'Father, I

ldn't te

e coul

orge; o

ut down your ap

fathe

was George

cut his

id he cut down

's appl

; his f

O

sa

ather

with my little hatchet.' And his father said, 'Noble boy, I wou

rge

father sa

er have a thous

d rather lose a thous

rather Ge

ather he would t

ld rather have

n't come and got her prodigy at that critical juncture, we don

telling his ma about a boy who had a father named George, and he told him to cut down a

OF THE "B

ary 25

IS HASTIN

hidden rock, when the soldiers on board sacrificed themselves, in

ank the sun was

eaved around i

ld shriek from so

of wom

Birkenhead la

t hope upon a

ed as nerves, when

it of th

se cowards, who

ur, before the

, disorderly

erneath

r-so calm and

in its blue tr

fierce fish, that

wly, the

e waves tarried,

ne clear smile!

pes in the azu

t as th

, and prayer, an

aint questions w

ve the word, a

s in lin

rd, while the sl

as fair as s

s!" cried one-he

icer o

rts beat true-w

al we heard, b

ea, we had ou

withou

say in England,

rength, unhonour

ety, mean des

ing down

women with th

back again, a

inch, the drowni

der stead

why recall?-Th

linching in th

well beneath t

rs unde

! and, roused from

unds like stars,

Christ, because

ones, not

work no clasp

art no cross of

nder loud from

we none

d's high grace the

ft His martyr

ege, though not

had earned

IH

ICE C

tell me, te

ttle lad

g in you

eyes were dim

le lad? Yo

ith tremb

tle lad-w

lad?-as if t

such a o

tle lad,

, that too

I put him o

ust the

Swan sail

day? The s

open with

er day?-

gan in his t

here in the

ket he

your lad

e Swan." "And

r clutching ho

th, and n

re! I've seen

kissing his

sea kis

to remem

od mother,

as twenty

the Grey

t lad I sa

ff, as it m

ief from

e'll bring

he little

you sick and

the Grey S

the man is

boy ever

sailed wit

d you hav

s never wr

word, nor m

he was

s wrong, the

e may be i

e write fro

what would

years! a long

thus your l

he lad s

k home, thin

im?" "Mis

as the se

e I to f

witched his

ithin his

ief. She

y Father!-

le lad-

?-is it?-

ed boy-m

my livin

OF THE "E

NOEL

March 2

ing ship

a craft

re brave m

try and th

a ship, sir

a steam-

r more she h

the Ind

th all her

reeze blo

in her prid

ave Eu

day it w

ish clif

d aft from

ne might

a rough-and

the gathe

heads of

the Sabb

ch hamlet gl

h spires

heard the ch

our voya

ur from Spi

hour fro

captain's

ned the eb

g sea-dog's h

hour fr

ripple cris

of dan

rack, nor

t a smi

as of the t

ll broke

ne of win

the Shank

s in its bl

ant, and

dreamt of t

hly hope

shorten s

the vessel

d caught her

t, resist

hrill, des

the tumu

e the great

e swirl

r nigh four

n in sig

nd I alone

hour f

OF THE CI

. LONG

ber 13,

ving down the

was ju

window-panes, on

the red a

lowing flag and

hite sail

owning rampart,

with fev

ney, Hastings, H

alert t

ch war-steamers

fog cle

ent, and like

on through

ath, had watched,

-coast

ed at drum-beat f

ery c

each, with morn

ll was

ast, all taking

the dist

on from his s

of the Ci

nshine from the

eat from

from the black

with it

eying with an

line of t

figure of the

upon h

ht, unseen, a

e harnes

, and surnamed

rt wall h

the chamber o

and sil

ered, darker

nce and

use to parley

e the Wa

! that made all

from shore

hout, the surl

ose brigh

ature's aspe

reat man

ND'S

ICIA H

the oce

ep your m

t high and

o'er Glo

ger! trac

the white

foam, nor wil

not Engla

's burni

yramid o

power the noo

m-trees yie

the an

n look fie

hose whose

mber Engl

icane ha

he Indi

Ganges' ba

the tig

the soun

no tone

from their to

mber Engl

the torr

ern wild

green Colum

r's bow i

he floods

row's flig

ey reck whose

mber Engl

ain-storm

snowy P

pine-boughs t

leaves on

he storms

rest-wreat

esvalles' fi

mber Engl

ozen deep

rk and dr

e ship the ic

thern-night

the ice

ld-blue de

with mast and

sleep Eng

ike of t

of field

rocks their

nd shores

ger! trac

the white s

foam, nor wil

not Engla

AB K

F.H.

ould, sword in hand, at the door of

83

s fearless

leader st

at interva

hwart the d

ign of fat

n in her wr

heart its po

ness of w

n your mech

ass of stren

sistless in

s it?-'Tis

in the b

reezes throu

to give us

r grasping

and ships u

bristling sq

of death-a

in a dams

e might you

shake my s

when and

e, and scor

heart, as f

n life that

o long who

e clanking

my spirit

name to ho

, to the l

man can ca

mountain le

tell the b

mote the how

he noble s

h dust, and st

blood, and sm

n arrow t

flag of Eng

y after v

ruin, cru

ing on a fa

yield his f

et unpol

a lion-h

FREEMAN ST

t thieves o

THREAD O

F.H.

by the late Sir Ch

men of

ork charge

men of

, and gashed

of foes t

-built for

y had been

last sold

r piloted hi

nd-waves of t

once, on each fi

heir wild

glen to which the

date, from af

glorious erro

without

chief mus

ose dari

," at lengt

ck, the ba

s blast

ls, if Al

ust keep

rules of

the Ghiz

th to bur

the hol

grim trib

ecunder'

ough each I

ain laws

ed for fe

a chief di

ith green

the brave,

on thread

h gallant

whose lif

the fitti

one, or

aid in honoured

ward," each no

awks and hungry w

s deny t

hate, and steadf

heart that haug

ng moon, each

ck its lo

the chief

those da

sword their

that crim

e cried, "T

ds, is wis

h the red

not mo

not stirre

by lust

y thought

hey look

heir lead

he voice

and uncom

it showed

ut sound o

unhurryi

's finger g

onder pur

ks, sublim

quickene

he strengt

o their go

re now t

our brav

once wou

ed him Me

among hi

our nati

right mark

d his fai

they sing

the past

be in the

a noble

those her

g for bat

rab Khan

, like these

d, "Though Mehr

ose himself wha

lied, his forf

se had ne

he shouted

ough they

the crim

wrists-bi

but that g

such matc

so decked

ends' fla

hose galla

a stern

the slaughte

ed his ma

e found th

ching in

th wrists

on thread

ightly heart, to

echo to that

memory live

e who run

ATE OF T

NCIS HASTI

hey were brought before the authorities, and commanded to perform the Kotow. The Sikhs obeyed, but Moyse, the English soldier, declaring that

among his f

quaffed,

private of

r looked

ath the foe

s in Elg

from Brit

of all

s, rude, low-

red, an

English ins

an call

s body limb

d or axe

ws that not

land come

op-fields rou

ms, to co

s of cherry b

t of liv

bove his fa

soft eddy

n watch it

himself,

lls!-with stre

the vis

ndians whin

sh lad m

eyes that wou

e to man

on its dre

ed grave

est fleets o

e all-shat

d England k

g heart o

name through

f mean

s firm as S

is soul w

ERMAN'

RED H.

he craft

the br

he wind i

e sails

s shining

sea heav

h every can

my lads

is our

no hosti

the storm

our hum

are our

no mise

e great sea

d a frug

at us

must stri

rdy av

t us for

despot's st

he ope

proudest

shall flu

LD OF W

ORD

tread is on an

s spoil is sep

arked with no

ophied for tr

oral's truth te

was before,

in hath made th

the world has

st of fields! kin

sound of rev

capital had

d her Chivalr

o'er fair wome

arts beat hap

with its volu

love to eyes wh

merry as a ma

eep sound strikes l

r it? No; 'twa

tling o'er the

ance! let joy

rn, when Youth a

lowing Hours w

heavy sound bre

uds its echo

earer, deadlie

it is!-the cann

ow'd niche of

s fated chiefta

e first amids

tone with Death

miled because h

truly knew th

d his father o

engeance blood a

field, and, forem

here was hurry

ears and trembl

pale, which b

praise of their

sudden partings

t young hearts,

ht be repeated!

hould meet tho

so sweet such awf

ounting in hot

quadron, and th

orward with im

orming in the

thunder, peal

beat of the

soldier, ere t

the citizens wi

hite lips-"The foe!

h the "Cameron's

f Lochiel, whi

heard too have

of night that

l! But with the

pipe, so fill t

e native darin

memory of a t

's fame rings in e

ves above them

re's tear-drop

ught inanimat

nreturning

o be trodden

ath them, but

erdure; when

lour, rollin

igh hope, shall mo

eld them full

eauty's circl

ught the signal

marshalling o

gnificently

s close o'er it,

overed thick w

ay shall cover,

riend, foe-in one

F THE BRA

TUART

s, when the f

n stood with

p as a mettl

with a plung

n, lord of th

ins with a

, wait, you'll s

chmen a taste

meron men a

nd hotter th

d rattle, and

en poured, like

ditch where C

flashed from his

n brave a lig

ron, now have

f the road

ameron men

shot like a sh

dst of the

lads whom he love

rocks in its

he first in t

ful shot had

hed on where th

nchmen a taste

ameron men

then, front th

-brother s

rother with

e village

him on the s

ed his spirit

he heard th

illowed from

ameron men

Ghent they bu

hief of the

eye was t

side the al

n wept-th

ry eye in th

d drop in bi

pipes he l

l wail the

eps (for they

was done acro

e shadow o

the pride of t

d Highlandmen

m to rest in hi

ave, whose eye

sank, and whose

meron man

OR STOUT

STUART

rave men,

none for

geth faint

esses on

urse their

musty s

ath the

conquer o

live-this

lood and ne

ut pine st

sty blast

hrone or

rkers we

like to

ugh toil t

be who so

leep or le

ve we strai

ost when

fairest bl

spade had

bravely se

ul, must we

rothers,

ace to fi

eak, and wi

l-aimed blo

RIAL OF A

ibi, cra

RED H.

ay and our

omrade, h

oy and ours

weal and o

rofit of t

ss and dea

live a lit

fe is lon

better for

avel? Lon

ace, and li

e who woul

ssed across

led you sa

nding, wai

the word

ded, empt

ve have g

hey have al

oveless

ay and our

omrade, h

oy and ours

weal and o

ND THE BRI

MAS CA

ontempla

his homic

that soften

eon's

his banners

r island ev

hanced to

ritish

ed him,-I k

on the sh

bent his l

land's

hinks, pursu

Britain, h

ey could rea

iffs of

night watch,

ourn would ha

storm his v

land n

n care had b

orning, drea

ogshead fr

reward f

in a cave,

day, labori

aunched a

hty wo

us! 'twas a

wretched: su

'er venture

ssed a

g in the sal

made the bol

compassed, a

l-no r

uring woods

iff with wat

ipped he wou

aming

n caught him

Argo sore

of him chan

on's h

d arms Nap

e in peace

is wonted

ed the

at wouldst yo

staves so rud

th some swee

impass

weetheart,"

years from

the longin

my mo

u shalt," N

h my favour

other mus

ave a

e tar a pi

flag of truc

shipped to

fely l

oft could s

inner, plai

hanged the

uona

L OF SIR

ry 16,

CHARLE

s heard, not

to the rampan

discharged his

e where our h

m darkly at

th our bayo

ling moonbeam

ntern diml

offin enclos

nor in shroud

e a warrior ta

rtial cloak

were the pra

e not a wor

y gazed on the fa

rly thought

we hollow'd

down his lo

he stranger would

away on t

talk of the sp

cold ashes

l reck if they

where a Brito

our weary ta

struck the ho

the distant a

e was sulle

sadly we la

of his fame f

line and we ra

im alone i

RAFA

er 21,

N-O'-WARS

RALD

neighbours,

as God's

chosen crew

I, old g

r dear eyes!

me any

back with

my soul

a lion wa

tle as

blood once

e-gray

e old life

my sou

ice over

can tal

have seen h

our joy,

ave seen him

his war-

ave seen him

for our g

e iron of s

o a swor

loved of al

for free

s wonders

rland wer

manner of

ories ma

u scarcely

d-the dee

s ships for

d for ba

s "Best man

as alway

eak of p

but room

hing he di

death

touch his m

reat stri

fellows rou

sand her

pride of li

heir blood

not the sho

han peas,

aw our Sea

ing on o

s teeth, he g

on of t

fleet in fla

n to hi

truction thr

s dread

world he dr

his glor

till he h

the oce

d wardog who

the ves

e lopped, then

on till

d do the de

ers' hear

f every sp

ry arm

e seen up

that, as

light of s

e a sailo

r darling w

r's judg

knelt down

him on

e country

g him f

through the

n was in

ntly glor

n that g

t sapphire f

ust breath

fresh-painted

ly; ours

rworn, but

ood fight

were all f

o battl

or it on wi

of sprin

f battle on

t in ev

blood at sw

the vic

wasted fac

ftily

rave bright

l too pla

sword this t

from the

s work to-d

be dark

ne like a l

he porch

born was bu

im at th

, welded to

e some vi

must not

t anni

o see the F

oning fo

port on h

him then

o colours t

o strike w

y for a pr

s enough

the famous

we caught

xpects tha

his duty

ave seen our

ing, row

ore some fur

ry fearf

ngwood our

heir cent

goes in!"

rst broad

ur hundred

anothe

ld Nelson giv

be with

kept our v

hummed t

ly, we rein

and answ

d grip them

them for

em in a w

or both

was! when

edge of

th God alo

r still l

ce, that us

e-flash

e glorious b

th that wi

us, Thou Al

tory onc

all, Thy w

Amen,

voice he b

ullest old

od bless you

ver see

urs after,

s and tro

was borne

of Harv

knew the O

n all t

e, "Hardy,

" And fe

his chosen

in triu

sailor's so

good sh

ve chosen d

the crown

with the Pa

Victor'

sinner." No

in our d

played as we

as free f

spots on

t burned

other sid

in grea

went upo

r deck

n some e

he old t

old, who, o

he homewa

gallant sou

lin will

t London's

s of peac

with his hea

-lit, lif

e dark and mo

at mag

eaman's sou

n in so

PER

er 11,

RED H.

and peaceful as an

ty cradle of the e

esting ere he ri

d in slumber and hal

and restless was the

ed conquest and the

sts of morning, as

c action of some o

o starboard waved the

ing squadron that u

for action, quick re

me behind us, and the

cheering sounded, and

osition-five hun

d our shouting with a

o's action, and awok

the thunder gleamed

en

was greater than the

he stranger and the

seething mass the

splintered bulks the d

n and tangled, hung th

fire outpoured th

most wavered and the

of locusts sprang they

ng bulwarks or fell

of carnage, such as

l battles of those g

the morning, 'mid t

and splinter, of ca

their onslaught, whic

a

lm and ready, for th

ultation from out

triumph o'er their y

of England, that has

rom the masthead; and

ee

they shouted, from

them answer, and for e

gle followed, as, to

the triumph so fal

f a moment, and the

the boiling surf, am

torn colours, and wou

deck again, and ther

r a moment-it wa

he rigging that had y

and higher, till he

ed a moment to look

ots around him, as a

oud to hide him fro

roud elation as he fi

rs floated as he he

wielded, 'mid the bat

ours firmly, as he nai

him glory-the smoke-

loudest cheer that re

nd courage, dashing

battle with the tr

repeated, 'tis a

s are strengthened b

ntless courage of t

rit others unto de

ht example, be the s

e the ardour of the

d be heroes, and, bef

about you, "nail the

r flying, and it fl

continent, and up

er rages-there are

o conquer, there are

he moment, for the

th and duty, up and

hot and whirlwind joi

o

the masthead, as w

AR

RD MA

list to hear our no

-famous deeds she wr

et Invincible again

of Mexico, the stou

lovely close of a

merchant-ship full

tile's black fleet, b

, on the waves, lie

ped their van, by G

ill the noon, had hel

at every gun, was p

pon the roof of Edg

g-bark put out, to

and bloody spur, ro

unbonneted, the sto

halberdiers, before

market cross, make c

im to set up the st

rumpets peal, and g

abouring wind the

of the sea lifts u

deadly paw treads t

turned to flight, on t

d Genoa's bow, and

at Agincourt, in wr

beneath his claws, the

ff deep, Sir Knight! h

id

oud salute! ho! galla

her joyously! ye bre

er eadem! the ban

of eve unfurled that

sunshine kissed that

e dusky beach, and

d ne'er had been, no

erwick bounds, from

er was as bright,

swift to west, the gh

s Mount it shone-it

Spaniard saw, along

ndless range, those tw

skiff to rock on Tam

ured to war, from Me

, or Cranbourne's oaks

rds of Stonehenge-the

he bells all night rang

ree hundred horse ha

tehall gate looked

ichmond Hill, the stre

cannon's roar, the dea

and with one cry,

stately gates, arose

rum clashed from all

of the Tower pealed l

masts of Thames sen

wards was heard the

of pikes and flags r

re

came the blaze, and

illage round the hor

, from wild Blackheat

e

n ancient hall, the g

's pleasant hills, fle

rt

d's swarthy moor, they