One held his nose, one shut his eyes, one turned away; And all among themselves began aloud to say, "Detested creature!" "He pollutes the earth and air!" "His eyes are blear!" "His ears are foul! "

"His ribs

are bare!"

“In his torn hide there's not a decent shoe-string left!" "No doubt the execrable cur was hung for theft!" Then Jesus spake, and dropped on him this saving wreath,"Even pearls are dark before the whiteness of his teeth!"

The pelting crowd grew silent and ashamed, like one
Rebuked by sight of wisdom higher than his own ;
And one exclaimed: "No creature so accursed can be
But some good thing in him a loving eye will see!"

Alger's Eastern Poetry.

THE ANGEL.

There wanders daily through the land

A lady fair to see,

With beaming smile and open hand,

And look of high degree;

And, if her face has once been scanned,

"Twill ne'er forgotten be.

She dries the mourner's bitter tears,
And takes the sting from grief;
Brings sunshine into darkened years;
Gives poverty relief;

And, when the soul is filled with fears,
She makes their presence brief.

She gently binds the broken heart,
And pours in healing balm;
And, when all earthly joys depart,
She bids the soul be calm :

She points beyond the tempter's dart,
Where waits the victor's palm.

A ministering angel, meant

Our guard and guide to be,

Whose name with holy thoughts is blent;

The greatest of the three

Whom God to earth in mercy sent,

That name is CHARITY.

Kate Cameron.

THE THREE.

I see, beneath a wintry sky,
A boy go forth to sow :
By earnest eye and quiet step,
He must be Faith, I know.

I see a smiling child look up

The parted cloud between.

She smiles as none but Hope can smile, For heaven is dimly seen.

III.

THE CUP OF SYMPATHY.