t the door upon him. I then sent for a large
sack, and with the help of the tablecloth, and the boy who cleans our
boots, we got him into it without any further personal damage. I took
him off in this way to the station, and confided him and the parrot
to the guard of the early train. As the train moved off, I heard a
yell and a very improper expression from the guard. I have reason to
believe that the stork had freed himself from the wrapper, and had
begun pecking again.

We have determined that, taking our chance about a place in my
uncle's will, we will never again have anything to do with any
foreign birds, however much he may ask and desire it.

AN UNMUSICAL NEIGHBOUR.

BY WILLIAM THOMSON.

I once knew a man who was musical mad--
A hundred years old was the fiddle he had;
I never complained, but whenever he played
I wished I had lived when that fiddle was made.

THE CHALICE.

BY DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.

Swift, storm-scud, raced the morning sky,
As light along the road I fared;
Stern was the way, yet glad was I,
Though feet and breast and brow were bared;
For fancy, like a happy child,
Ran on before and turned and smiled.

The track grew fair with turf and tree,
The air was blithe with bird and flower.
Boon nature's gentlest wizardry
Was potent with the bounteous hour:
A raptured languor o'er me crept;
I laid me down at noon and slept.

I woke, and there, as in a dream,
Which holds some boding fear of wrong,
By fog-bound fen and sluggard stream
I dragged my leaden steps along.
My blood ran ice; I turned and spied
A shrouded figure at my side.

"And who art thou that pacest here?"
He answered like a hollow wind,
Not heard by any outer ear,
But in dim chambers of the mind.
"I walk," he said, "in ways of shame,
The comrade of thy wasted fame."

A passion clamoured in my breast,
For mirthless laughter, and I laughed;
In mine the phantom's cold hand pressed
A cup, and in self's spite I quaffed.
It clung like slime; 'twas black like ink:
Death is less bitter than that drink.

"This chalice scarce can fail," said he,
"Till thou and I shall fail from earth;'
And we will walk in company,
And waste t