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ORIGINAL POETRY.

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ORIGINAL POETRY. FAITH. • "Thøùgh I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I'll fear no evil, for Thou art with me." Doctor, is there then no hope Can your skill no longer cope With the Ang-el Death, to save My bonnie boy from an infant's grave ?" But the old man shook his head: To-morrow morn he will be dead The father, blinded by his grief, Sought his Lord for sure relief Then with faltering footsteps slow, Entered he the darkened room, Where, in fever stricken low, Fast approaching now the tomb, Lay his only son. Bending o'er the little bed. Tenderly the father said, As he took the wasted hand j Willie, by to-morrow morn, You will he with us no more From this world you will have yone You'll have reached the distant shore, And have gained the Heavenly Land, Where all sorrow is no more. Tell me, Willie. do you fear To cross the river death, so drear I" Pondering a while the child Looked into his father's eyes Then, he said, in accepts mild, "Will the cold, dark waters rise Over mother's head ?" Tears sprang to the father's eyes, Which he vainly strove to hide And his voice was choked with sighs As he to the boy replied Yes, my son," he said. Father," quoth the dying ehiM,— And his voice now shook with fear,*— Is the River, dark and drear,— Is the River fierce and wild,— Is it over your head ? Is it over your head ? But the father, overcome By the jrrief which none can know, Only they who have a home, Into which Death strikes it Mow, Answered with a gesture sad, Which convinced the dying' lad,! That the cold, cold waves would spread, Even over father's head. Willie gazed with anxious fear At his father's face so dear, And a silence like the tomb, Seemed to fill the darkened room. Then the child, with bated breath, Turning to his father, said, II the cold, dark River Death,- Is it over Jesu's head ?" Sobs now shook the father's frame, And a grief which nought could tame, Overwhelmed his aching heart At the thought that they should part. But be cried, "Oh, no, my boy." Glad that he could answer so There's no place in Heaven or earth Where he may not freely go." As he listened, from his face Passed away that look of fear, And there shone forth in its place One of hope, so bright and clear, That it soothed the father's heart, Yearning for his dying boy And all doubts were set apart By that radiant look of joy. Father. then I know no fear."— And his voice was firm and clear— Since the River, dltrk and deep, Is not over Jesu's head; I'll remember what lie said, That He careth for His sheep. By the promise He has made. He will take me safely o'er, And upon His shoulder laid, I shall reach the distant shore. Father, do not weep for me, We shall meet in Heaven above, And will spend eternity, In that land of light and love. —WALLACE W. DAVIES.

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