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THE EXAMINER.

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LOVE. Love, beautiful and boundless Love—oh! who shall

hymn thy praise ? Who shalt exalt thy hallowed name with fitting anthem

lays?

When shall thy workings all be seen—thy power all re- vealed ?

Oh! who shall count thy fairy steps upon Earth’s rugged field ?

There’s not a palsied ruia bows its patriarchial head, Which has not rung with Triumph-shouts while Revel banquets spread, There’s not a desolated hearth, but where the cheerful ile Of blazing logs has sparkled, and the crickets sung the while.

The broken maudolin that lies in silent, slow decay,

Has quicken’d many a gentle pulse that heard its mea- sures play ;

The stagnant pool that taints and kills the mallow and the rush,

Has filtered through the silver clouds, and cool’d the rainbow’s flush.

Love lurketh round us every where—it fills the great design,

It gives the soul its chosen mate—its loads the autumn vine 3

It dyes the orchard branches red—it folds the worm in silk

It rears the daisy where we tread, and bringeth corn and milk.

Love bids us plant the sapling to be green when we are grey,

It pointeth to the Future, and yet blesses while we stay:

It opens the Almighty page, where—though tis held afar,

We read enough to lure us on still higher than we are.

The child at play upon the sward, who runs to snatch a fiower,

With earnest passion in his glee that glorifies the hour—

The doting student—pale and meek—who looks into the night

Dreaming of all that helps the soul to guage Eternal might.

The rude, bold savage, pouring forth his homage to the sun

Asking for other ‘ hunting fields’ when life’s long chase is run—

The poet boy who sitteth down upon the upland grass,

Whose eagle thoughts are nestled by the Zephyr wings that pass.

The weak old man that creepeth out once more before he dies,

With longing wish to see and feel the sunlight in his eyes—

Oh! these are the unerring types that nature setteth up,

To tell that an Elixir drop yet sanctifies our cup.

Love, beantiful and boundless Love, thou dwellest here below,

Teaching the human lip to smile—the violet to blow;

Thou art the one bright Spirit Thing, that is not bought and sold,

The cherub elf that laugheth in the giant face of gold.

Love—exquisite, undying Love, runs through Creation’s span, Gushing from countless springs to sink tle heart of man! And there it broadly rolleth on, in deep unfathomed flood, a the Immortal Hope that craveth more of Wee

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It is the rich magnetic spark yet shining in the dust, The fair salvation ray of Faith that wins our joyful trust,

Love.’

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BARNABY PALMS; THE MAN WHO “FELT HIS WAY.”

CHAPTER 11. | —I forget his name ; but they tell me he has in his time |unluckly for Madge, the servant bawled in at the door-~

There is a golden volume yet to be written on the first struggles of forlorn genius in London-—magnificent. miserable, ennobling, degrading London. If all who have suffered would confess their sufferings—would show themselves in the stark, shivering squalor in which they first walked her streets—would paint the wounds which first bled in her garrets—what a book might be placed in the hands of pride!—what stern, wholesome rebukes for the selfish sons of fortune !—what sustaining sweetness for the faint of spirit! It is true, the letters

might be of eee tales of agony and horror—of noble natures looking serenely, with the hunery fox, </ : ‘gnawing their bowels—of disappointment sinking to dole And all won by playing? Mercy upon us! The face of the destroyer. Nokes entered; his countenance

pair—of misery, dreaming of, and wooing death; and

: : + ! -|hidea nakedness from laughing scorn.

| Peireskins, who at the cost of some words, set forth the!” «No more do I, replied Styles ;and in the reply proved useful lesson he acquired through ‘an augmenting-glass himself master of a most difficult science—the art of say- |or microscope,—showing how a certain plebeian ani-| ing very much in very little. Now, whether the wine ‘mal ‘setting himself to wrestle with a flea, was so in-

‘censed that his blood ran down from head to foot, and | of Barney had suddenly softened his employer,—certain

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The watchword of the Infinite, left here to lead above, | That’s ever seen and ever heard, and tells us ‘Gop is.

with exemplary liberality towards a fallen foe ; ‘say what we will of him, 1 am afraid the devil is no fuo}, ‘And—and’—asked Barney, with a face somewhat

‘tome be all of wretchedness. No: beautiful emanations| uncorded rime Saree what may the gentle. ofthe human heart—the kindest minisierings ol human! man have _— i yal het 8 Ditties ental affections would sweeten and exalt many a sad history. | ‘I cant a a. a pro th ane Laima re low How often should we tind the lowly comforting the high parts; such as footinen, » and country boys!

—the ignorant giving lessons to the soogepinene tne ‘Parts! I mean games? ? 00 ee poor of earth aiding and sustaining the richly endower- —roulette—rouge-et-noir— ran : noo or some ge. ed! conds continued the inventory, with a knowledge of the Barnaby was in London; but not—our heart bounds) subject, quite oa ae as ‘auuen

as we declare it—not to add to the number of splendid) Games! Understan “ arney 5 tell you the vagabonds, now thrust from her thresholds to sleep in the| man was an actor, a — Pp oe en market-place, and now dining off plate cheek by jowl, Barney could not su re a re . isappointment : with my lord. Barney was speedily warm, as in wool, in/in a moment, however, J re ne > the Subject, the house of Messrs. Nokes and Styles; and with the)‘ Actor or not, I am sure he — have played. La, sir, combined wisdom and delicacy of a spider, began to feel did you see him when the doctor thundered at gamin

his way to the foibles of his employers. Nokes was a| Truth to say, Styles was one of those profound sleepers man of brass—Styles a string of willow. Assured of

who can sometimes snore at Jove’s best bolts—‘ Ha! ag this, Barnaby immediately = re propriety of porn _ iy sell a guinea cheap, so that Mr. Nokes had to the one, and bending to the other. neard it.

‘Look at that lazy brate,—hho dagen’ draw a cingle| eee mare | ae aaa —s _- pound,’ remarked the observing Nokes, as one evening, | S ‘* ; standing at his warehouse door, he contemplated the pro- a meena y , wean mad bend, lied gress of a passing waggon. = ‘Gaming, sir, isn’t it a sort of murder?’ Styles nodded:

‘Not half-a-pound, sir,’ chimed in Barnaby ; ‘and yet,'¢ wiveg and babies are killed by it, Isn’t it a kind of { doubt not, he eats his share of corn and hay. But this |, ..4n such capital houses are destroyed by it? Styles it : to Ag as one may say, in partnership with those who, .,iaed twice. ‘Isn't it the worst of r obberies,-—for the will pull. st innocent, most painstaking, most uprig 4

‘Right, Barnaby; and the countenance of Nokes | moe ae a ee by it? Sty] ra ae i darkened, as he watched the easy-going quadruped. fale leat query by 2 car sepekeien al" ‘Then, sir

‘They who will work, may work, Will Mr. Styles}. ad saving your presence, I must say again,—I monat be here to-day :° ‘suy’—and here Barney emptied his glass, as seeking It is our hope that the query of Barnaby was uncon- courage for the avowal—‘t would have given five gui- 'sciously coupled with his profound views of the distribu-|neas had Mr. Nokes been with ns at church this day.’ tion of labour—that he had innocently let falla spark on} *What do you mean, Barney ? asked Styles, with the the train of Noke’s smothered feelings, If, on the con-)jook and tone with which folks usually address a ghost, trary, the conflagration were premeditated, the moral|* What do you mean? incendiary must have glowed at the flattering proof of} «Why, sir, this I mean’—and Barney drew his chair his success; for Nokes was all but suffocated. The! jn confidential proximity to his master—‘ this I mean: I ‘blood rushed to his face--retreated—rushed on—came) must say it—I can’t help it—but, sir, I don’t like whist 'back—presenting unto Barney as fine an exhibition of|c¢lybs” “And an emphatic blow upon the table made the ‘humours and spirits’ as that recorded by the learned glasses leap at the aversion of the speaker.

then how many petty shifis to mosk a haggard face with

smi ii if-denials—how many artifices to amiles—how many seit-deniais | 1 Nor would the

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/was more than usually subtle, or whether the devotion from head to foot again! Wise Peireskins ! true philo- | it is, that Styles rapidly became an altered man. He ‘sopher! who from the bickerings of small despised mi who was usually silent and timid, became loud and self- mals extracteth bitter wisdom, learneth surer self-go-!asserting: inveighing, in good round terms. a ainst the 'vernment, than the unthinking million c fr d i Saeliteaions ‘| : ae

’ g arry trom a G0g-\ arrogance and imprudence of Nokes, and upbraiding

fight, yea, froma bull-bait! (Reader, when thou shalt) himself for his pusillanimous deference to his dissipated behold a Nokes bursting with envy, hatred, and un- | partner.

charitableness, think of the learned lord of Peiriesk and «] have been a fool long enouch. Barnev? insinuated “his little monitor--ponder, and let thy soul be instruct-| the modest Styles; an assertion which his no less dif-

fident hearer ventured not to deny. ‘ Yes, yes; I have itoo long given the reins out of my own hands; have been a nobody in the firm” Barney shrugged his should- chemist’s bottle by candlelight. ‘ Epsom races!’ sepented| nshody 1a bisekieed. « ulncéempodee eipihermiaien the speaker, ina tone that left nothing further to be ad-| with great moral courage, bowed poe li ‘Sestind of dease —_ _ ” subject. And Nokes evidently judged iepithet. ‘But, exclaimed Styles for the twentieth tiaah po ne ae he a ces lS sing che accomplished munber, Ti be somo lange wisdom rarely exhibited on such occasions, he spoke not | We have not the slightest doubt that a most beautiful

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vas ae — ig at eet ane : ence |peroration was, at this moment, destroyed—barked down

id Aeccindaie bid Mleoelceh aie 00s-\by a yelping little spaniel, unhappily for oratory, lying a eee sia — |with extended fore-paws beneaih the chair of Styles;

| Mr. Styles, in addition to his love of horse flesh, had the whole weicht of the speaker coming suddenly upon

a passion for the rural and picturesque. He kept a coun- the left leg of Kitty, she howled and barked with a per-

try house, under whose hospitable roof Barney was wont/severing vigor truly feminine; her agony and helpless-

| ‘Lack-a-day ! Td quite forgot; "tis Epsom races,’ con- tinued Barney, in seli-reproval of his unnecessary ques- tion, the face of Nokes again suddenly resembling

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. 2. s ial . bo , . . attimes to eata Sabbath meal, having previously at-/ness were not lost upon a sister; for Madge, a terrier

tended his inviter to the parish church. It was a sieht | bi 7 a The | bitch, sprang from an opposite corner, and, in an instant, to melt the thoughtless youth of Bridewell to behold! almost joined her teeth in the neck of the wounded.

2 : Tt . | wy . ° Barney during service. There he was, pinned to the | Kitty howled in a more intense trebie; Madge growled

om of his employer ; now seeking out the lessons of the vengeance in deep bass; whilst Styles and Barney, hav- ay—now, with open mouth and staring eye-balls (an ing vainly tried to separate the disputants, for a moment

expression of features not disgraceful to any tombstone), stood and looked in each other’s face,—the concert of

outsinging a numerous Sunday-school, shrilly piping in| female voices sti]! continuing. ‘Did you ever see such the gallery. It is true, the clerk would cast a look of 2 tyrannical fury ? asked Styles, with a hopeless look, bitterness ; but then, it was avowed that Barnaby never pointing at the ravenous Madge.--The appeal was too

opened his mouth, that the poor man did not fe r the ibili 4 att on his th ’ P el shaken much for the sensibility of Barney, who—the exclama- ‘A <a se B di ition struck from him by a yet higher shriek on the part aiinesidiiiaeeiecneaiiad a ne “remarked of Kitty—roared out,‘ Damn that Nokes!’ at the same fotable > rtain air of interrogation, * Most com-/|time aiming on ineffectual kick at the newly-christened. ‘Tee Wiha’ cenit 3Ft hela’ heen Styles smiled benevolently at the oath. Barney, moved guinea for Mr Nokes to he it Did oan given a by the sufferings of Kitty, and a blow upon his own en a tie oe ar i a ; you observe, sir, shin against the chair, dragged forth the combatants; ianileneaamante Pied “ me ae powdered Styles tugged at the spaniel, whilst Barney, with the Memeah{ Sieh = Me ne | wisdom of the cock-pit, placed the tail of the terrier be- os e's newly retired among us, Barney ; I tween his teeth. At this picturesque moment, and most

been a great player.’ | ¢Mr. Nokes? sa : | r. Nokes! om Me Pe Mapa ioe — ye d word of the preacher Down, with terrible force, came the grinders of Bar- poor wate’. -& el , rae ockin: A great player! ney, the terrier quitted the hold, and, tearing out of the money b leat y, sir, he can’t have made alj his room, ran yelling close by Nokes, some time her un- ‘ sl ious _ rene ant ae ‘. ‘He | : ad ; | ‘That room~-that room, Barney!’ cried Styles, and bio a ie — —_ Barney, ina modulated confusedly opened the door of a chidek within which, ‘A home acs * Styl tiie ad ks ‘silently as a spectre, Barney felt his way. Styles, with ber of the oan ae : es ‘that did belong to the mem- the suffering spaniel under his arm, seated himself in his heat? y~a town mansion—and a shooting- chair ; the bitch, with female delicacy, squeaking little, |but shaking her crushed fore-paw reproachfully in the

vil offe ions" . , rs great temptations” moralized Barney. was lined and mysterious as lawyer-writieg parchment;

‘Say what we will of him, Berney,’ responded Styles,|there was mischief in it, though obscured by certain

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