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Slacken not sail yet

At inlet or island;

Straight for the beacon steer,
Straight for the high land;
Crowd all thy canvass on,

Cut through the foam;-
Christian! cast anchor now,-
Heaven is thy home!

THE WATER GABIES.

SHEILA.

The Water Gabies in a row
Sat looking at the stream below,
The day was hot, the water cool,
And they had just come out of school;
Oh, how they longed to swim and float,
And make the lily-leaves a boat
But did not dare, because, you know,
Such little sense have Gabies-oh!

The bough gave way with sudden crash, The elves fell in with cry and splash; And then, to their delight, they found That fairies float and don't get drowned.

It was such fun that since that day
They haunt the stream to swim and play;
But now their name is changed, you know,
They're called the Water Babies-oh!

A QUAKER WOMAN'S SERMON.

"My dear friends, there are three things I very much wonder at. The first is, that children should throw stones, clubs, and brickbats up into fruit trees to knock down fruit; if they would let it alone it would fall itself. The second is, that men should be so foolish, and so wicked, as to go to war and kill each other; if let alone they would die themselves. And the third and last thing that I wonder at, is that young men should be so unwise as to go after the young women; if they would stay at home the young women would come after them."

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