indle with a common flame.
Ah, when she finds the fitting man,
England will do what England can.
ENGLAND'S IRONSIDES.
BY F. HARALD WILLIAMS.
They are not gone, the old Cromwellian breed,
As witness conquered tides,
And many a pasture sown with crimson seed--
Our English Ironsides;
And out on kopjes, where the bullets rain,
They serve their Captain, slaying or are slain.
The same grand spirit in the same grim stress
Arms them with stubborn mail;
They see the light of duty's loveliness
And over death prevail.
They never count the price or weigh the odds,
The work is theirs, the victory is God's.
They are not fled, the old Cromwellian stock,
Where stern the horseman rides,
Or stands the outpost like a lonely rock--
Our English Ironsides.
Through drift and donga, up the fire-girt crag
They bear the honour of the ancient flag.
What if they starve, or on red pillows lie
Beneath a burning sun?
It is enough to live their day, or die
Ere it has even begun;
They only ask what duty's voice would crave,
And march right on to glory or the grave.
THE THREE CHERRY-STONES.
ANONYMOUS.
Many years ago, three young gentlemen were lingering over their fruit
and wine at a tavern, when a man of middle age entered the room,
seated himself at a small unoccupied 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
countenance was sedate, with a slight touch, perhaps, of melancholy;
and he wore a grey surtout with a standing collar, which manifestly
had seen service, if the wearer had not.
The stranger continued his meal in silence, without lifting his eyes
from the table, until a cherry-stone, sportively snapped from the
thumb and finger of one of the gentlemen, struck him upon his right
ear. His eye was instantly upon the aggressor, and his ready
intelligence gathered from the ill-suppressed merriment of the party
that this petty impertinence was intentional.
The stranger stooped, and picked up the cherry-stone, and a scarcely
perceptible smile passed over his features as he carefully wrapped it
in a piece of paper, and placed it in his pocket. This singular
procedure upset the gravity of the young gentlemen entirely, and a
burst of laughter proceeded from the group.
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