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Ancl forgyue vs oAvfe trespas , As we done hem that gult vs has , And lede A's in to no fondynge , But schelde us alle from evel thynge . Amen , Hayl he thow Mary fulle of

grace , God ys Avyth the in euery place , I-blessed be thow of alle Avymmen , And the fruyt of thy Avombe Ihesits . Amen . The M . S . has been edited for the Early

English Text Society , by Mr . E . Peacock , ancl is to be found in one of the 1868 volumes of their publications . The similarity betAveen this ancl the " Masonic Poem " has been already pointed out in tbe number of this Magazine for November , 1874 . R . S .

The Hour Glass.

THE HOUR GLASS .

Life ' s sands are dropping , dropping , Each grain a moment dies ; No stay has Time , no stopping , Behold , how SAvift he flies ! He bears aAvay our rarest ,

They smile and disappear , The cold grave wraps our fairest ; Each falling grain ' s a tear .

Life ' s sands are softly falling , Death ' s foot is li ght as snow ; 'Tis fearful , ' tis appalling To see IIOAV SAvift they flow ; To read the fatal Avarning

The sands so plainly tell , To feel there ' s no returning From death ' s dark shadowy doll Life ' s sands give admonition To use its moments Avell ;

Each grain bears holy mission , And this the tale they tell ; " Let zeal and time run faster , Each grain some good afford , Then , then at last the Master-Shall double our reAvard .

Waiting For Her—A Mesmerist's Story.

WAITING FOR HER—A MESMERIST'S STORY .

BY BRO . EMEA HOLMES . IN THREE CHAPTERS . CHAPTER II . We Avere still sitting round the fire .

Philip had just put a great log of wood on , ancl Lizzie was saying that it Avas far too pleasant to have the lig hts brought in yet ; it Avas so cosy , sitting in the firelight listening to uncle ' s story . "Take another glass of Avine , uncle , "

Tom said , " you will be getting tired ot talking . " " Well , I think I will , my boy , " uncle Archdale replied , rousing himself . He had been looking dreamily into the fire for the last ten minutes , and had never

spoken a Avord . " Now , boys , you must look after yourselves , " he said cheerily , " remember this is Liberty Hall . Tom , I think the bottle is with you ; and you young ladies , I suppose you would like to go up to the draAving room ancl have some music . "

"Oh , please , uncle , we Avould much rather stay here and listen to your story . Let Mary bring in the coffee , " Lizzie put in . She was the eldest , and therefore fit spokesman—spokeswoman , I should say . '' As you pleaseyoung people" he

ans-, , Avered , " as you please . " . So we had tea downstairs , and aunt Miriam rang the bell ancl gave the desired order .

Aunt Miriam was uncle A . rchdale ' s elder sister , who kept house for him . A very quiet old maicl , Avith whom Ave did just what we liked . She was a maiden lady , I should say , not an old maicl : the distinction is obAdous . I know many a clear old maiden ladyAvith no queer ways , no

cold-, hearted Avhims ancl oddities , no desire to snub young people ancl backbite their nei ghbours , but women with Avarm young hearts ancl generous sympathies , always trying to do their best to Avin the love of all around themby their deeds of

benefi-, cence ancl charity ; ahvays striving to merit the approbation of the Almi ghty Giver of all good things , the Ruler of us all . I did not mean to digress in this way , but I can ' t bear to hear people carp-