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THE HAMPSHIRE ANTIQUARY & NATURALIST. 



WEATHER REPORT FOR THE WEEK. 



From the meteorological register, made at the Ordnance 

 Survey Office, Southampton, under the direction of Col. Sir 

 Chas. Wilson, K.C.B., K.C.M.G., F.R.S., R.E. Lat. 50' 

 54' 50" N. ; long, i" 24' o" W. ; height above sea, 84 feet- 

 Observers Sergt. T. Chambers, R.E., ar.d Mr. J. T. Cook. 



* Black bulb in vacuo. 



THE HAMPSHIRE INDEPENDENT, October 4, 1890. 



THE QUEEN'S EMBARKATION AT SOUTH- 

 AMPTON. 



"When the royal cortege arrived at the pier, an 

 interesting circumstance occurred which enabled the 

 Queen to have an instance of the ready loyalty of her 

 Southampton subjects. From some cause the royal 

 yacht had not been brought close to the pier by the 

 time the royal party arrived, and the rain having 

 rendered the stage between the carriage and the 

 steps wet and dirty, the Earl of Harrington ex- 

 claimed, ' We must get some covering to the stage.' 

 At the moment, however, nothing suitable could be 

 obtained, and her Majesty, waiting to alight, the 

 members of the Corporation, like so many Raleighs, 

 stripped off their robes of office in a moment, from 

 which those of the Mayor and Aldermen were 

 selected (they being scarlet), and the pathway was 

 covered for the Sovereign's use. Her Majesty 

 appeared much gratified by this spontaneous act of 

 attention, and was pleased to step so as to avoid the 

 velvet collars of the robes of office." MIRROR. 



'Twas womanly, my Queen ; 



A gracious thought in thee, 

 To press with lightest step 



Those robes of pageantry. 



Robes cast in duteous guise, 

 Where thou shouldst pass along; 



A carpet for thy feet 



'Mid that admiring throng. 



Swelled not thy queenly heart, 



At the graceful homage paid, 

 When civic robes cast dou-n 



A gorgeous pathway made ? 

 Thou art the Lord's anointed, 



And well we love to see 

 Thy people's duteous bearing, 



Matron and Queen, to thee. 



Oh ! many a thought we own, 



No human eye may trace, 

 Oft wakes some holy vision 



In the spirit's hiding place. 

 And who shall say, fair Queen, 



If there came not on taat day 

 Memory of those who spread 



" iheir garments in the way." 



Rose to thv mind, perchance, 



Some holy thought of them, 

 As entered once the Saviour, 



Thy streets Jerusalem. 

 Perchance thy humbled soul 



E'en then arose in prayer 

 To Him the meek and lowly 



Who died and triumphed there. 



Here, here a little while, 



Would we with loyal care, 

 All rich and precious things, 



Lady ! for thee prepare. 

 But earthly pageants fade, 



And heavy on thy brow, 

 Though bright with costliest gems, 



Is the crown that decks it now. 



Oh then, above, above ! 



Be it thine with reverence meet, 

 To cast a brighter crown 



At thy Redeemer's feet. 

 To lay earth's sceptre by 



For a fadeless palm branch there, 

 Where queens and subjects both, 



One glorious ransom share. 



From " Cathedral Rhymes," 1847. 



CURIOUS HAMPSHIRE EPITAPHS. 



The following are in St Mary's churchyard, South- 

 ampton. Mr. Rogers's is said to have been written 

 by himself if this were so he had good opinion of 

 himself, and keen anticipation of a happy time in 

 store and it was embodied in his will : 



To the Memory of 



MR. WILLIAM ROGERS. 



Who exchanged this life for a better, 



On the i7th November, 1778, 



In the 53rd year of his Age. 



He was (in the strictest Sense of the Word) an honest Man, 



A kind and good Husband, 

 An affectionate Father, and a sincere Friend. 

 His Word given was ever sacred as the most binding oath ; 

 His Ear ever open to Afflictions Cry ; 

 His Heart and Hand ever ready to administer Consolation. 



