bout baking."
"Indeed we will," said both the children.
(_To be continued._)
A Harvest Song.
_Words by_ GEORGE DAVIES.
_Music by_ J. M. BENTLEY, Mus. Doc.
[Illustration]
1. With the set-ting of the sun All the work is near-ly done,
And the last up-lift-ed sheaf Brings the toil-ers sweet re-lief.
2. Down the nar-row coun-try lane Trails the hea-vy-la-den wain;
Men and wo-men, old and young, Singing loud their sim-ple song.
3. Now the barn the corn re-ceives--Piled up high the gold-en sheaves;
While the jol-ly reap-ers sing Till the ve-ry raft-ers ring.
Repeat in CHORUS.
Greet the reap-ers as they come With a wel-come har-vest-home!
WAITING FOR FATHER.
[Illustration: "ON THE SHORE STAND WATCHING."]
Father's boat comes sailing,
Sailing from the west;
On the shore stand watching
Those who love him best.
Blooms the gorse so golden
On the breezy down,
Comes a sound of joy-bells
From the busy town.
In the fisher's cottage
Mother's work is done,
Through the open window
Streams the sinking sun.
Cheerily the kettle
Sings upon the fire,
Ticks the old clock loudly,
Creep the shadows higher.
Just now, in the gloaming,
When the boat is in,
And the fish are counted
With a merry din,
All those five together
Up the cliff will come,
Peacefully and gladly,
To their cosy home.
STORIES TOLD IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.
_By_ EDWIN HODDER ("OLD MERRY").
II.--THE CORONATIONS IN THE ABBEY.
Come with me now inside the Abbey. We take off our hats here with great
reverence, for we are not only in the House of God, but in the midst of
the memorials of some of the most gifted of our countrymen. It is Poet's
Corner. But we will not linger here; I want you to come right away into
the chapel of Edward the Confessor, and as we pass along picture to
yourselves how the Abbey looked on Coronation days, when the light from
the great stained glass windows fell upon crowds of brave men and fair
women, all robed in costumes of state to see the crown of England placed
upon a monarch's head. You must try and imagine the moment when, as the
Coronation rubric has it, "the Dean of Westminster bringeth the crown,
and the Archbishop taking it of him, putteth it reverently upon the
Queen's head. At the sight whereof the people w
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