A TELEGRAM. (From the St. Andrew's Society of Kingston, in response to a greeting from their brethren of Montreal, dining there on St. Andrew's night, 1869, and having Prince Arthur as one of their guests.) OUR brithers by Mount Royal braw, Made dry, nae doubt, ba many a blaw What tho' we canna boast, like ye, To pledge ye now, wi' three times three, May he in due time be renown'd A prince 'mang princes peerless own'd : TO MISS GOODALL, OF THE SALVATION ARMY, ON HER REMOVAL FROM KINGSTON. THOU of the fair Madonna face, In all its matchless, rare completeness, Well may the friends who know thee best Were Paul but here when "Abbie" won To bar or ban thy sex as preachers. Nor would he find in thee less zeal Our thoughts and hopes to heavenward raise ; He loved his Master's cause too well To frown on thy soul-winning ways. To think with what persuasive grace To-day thou leavest us, yet though IMPROMPTU. (On seeing Miss. B. S., of Hamilton, a little girl not yet in her teens). GIRL of the sweet, seraphic mien JOHN BULL, if he likes, may get smothered in roses,- Its stern "Nemo me impune lacessit " Has just the right ring for the race who caress it; They aye come to grief who too rudely would press it : The bonnie blue Thistle of Scotland for me! Fierce kings from far Lochlin, to break or to bend it, Our emblem, true blue as the Heaven above it— What bard worth the name would not proudly sing of it? What patriot heart would not bless it and love it? And proudly defy any symbol to peer it : The bonnie blue Thistle of Scotland for me! UPPER TENDUM. AIR-"Behave yoursel' Before Folk." 'Tis fit that humbler folk should show CHORUS-Sing hey for Upper-tendom ! you know Good luck to all who cherish it! Though vulgar folk its claims may mock, Still great is Upper-tendom! What though the mother of Fitzfluke Let's all do homage to the-puke. |