A SPRING SONG.

Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2251, 11 December 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)

A SPRING SONG.

Whem the merry lark is filling All heaven with her trilling. In the rays <,f morning 1 hidden like a seraph from our siprht, Then, darling, let me lead you O'er the soft and pearly meadow "Where the pretty, pensive cowslip hang* its tiny bell* ol light. The timid things that burrow Tn the bank-side and the furrow Will not Hee and will not tremble when my darling lingers nigh ; .But her footsteps they will follow Through the brake and ferny hollow To catch the tender glances of her love-en-dearing eye. Every wanton bird that gazes Will aing and chirp her praises To the freshly-budding branches that will stoop to kiss her cheek : And tho zephyrs, perfume-laden, Will pay tribute to the maiden, While the streamlets of her beauty to the alders softly speak. And J, her own true lover, With a charmed song will move her To breathe a sweet confession in our loveenchanted bower ; Jfor still the same old story Holds true in all its glory, And Love shall aye be monarch, though a world dispute his power.

A certain University was once said to be a learned place from the fact that most peraonH took some learning^there, while bnt few brought any away with them. So itaccumulated. A Trout m thk Milky Way.— Captain J. W. Benedict, of Warwick, is known as one of fcbe leading dairymen of Orange County, and as a matt of great conscientiousness. At present he is m a very trying position for a man of his strong acruples. In a spring on his farm ho had a tine specimen of the brook tront. He prized it very highly. The other day he missed it from the spring. Believing that it was stolon, Captain Benedict grieved. On riimwJay he received a letter from the New York dealer who purchase* the uiflfc fmm hi.s tine Warwick dairies*. "The trout you sent me in one of the cans of milk," «;»i<Hlie writer of the letter, "was veiy finu. Thank* Hat wasn't that a queer way to xhipit?" Captain Benedict suys that' the only way he can account for the trout being in the can of milk is that the ti«h trmjtt h-ive jumped in while the can w.is standing in the spring to cool. Hin neighbours say— "Oh, <>f conn*© :" The way in which they say it, i« what puzzles conscientious Captain enc-dict.

H. J. B.