294 Editorial. 



Wc sorrow for those memljcrs who have given their 

 lives upon 'lie battlefield in their country's cause ; their names, 

 no longer on our roll, are registered upon the imperishable 

 roll of th; honoured, never forgotten while their country lasts. 



Beautiful Birds. 



I. 



Ye birds that fly through the fields of air, 

 What lessons of 'wisdom and truth ye bear I 

 Ve would teach our souls from the earth to rise, 

 Ve would bid us all grovelling scenes despise, 

 Ye would tell us that all its pursuits are vain. 

 That pleasure is toil, ambition is pain, 

 iha: its bliss is touched with a poisoning leaven, 

 -5 would teach us to fix our aim in heaven. 



II. 



Beautiful birds of lightsome wing. 

 Bright creatures that come with the voice of spring, 

 (\"e see you arrayed in the hues of morn, 

 Yet ye dream not of pride, and ye wist not of scorn ; 

 Though rainbow splendour around you glows, 

 Ve vaunt not the beauty which nature bestows ; 

 Oh : what a lesson for glory are ye. 

 How ye preach the grace of humility I 



III. 



Swift birds that skim o'er the stormy deep, 



Who steadily onward your journey keep, 

 Who neither for rest nor for slumber stay, 

 But press still forward by night or day, 



As in your unwearying course ye fly 

 Beneath the clear and unclouded sky, 



Oh I tnay we without delay, like you, 



The path of duty and right pursiie f 



