...the field and Acre of our God, This is the place, where human harvests grow ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day...

...G. PEBCIVAL. VI. THE RAINY DAY. u MAN'S strength is in his war with ohstacles." — JSulwcf. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day...

...PUBLISHED, 10, KINO WILLIAM STREET, CHAHINU CROSS. AGNES MILBOURNE; "FOY POUR DEVOIR." CHAPTEE I. The day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary. TkE RAINY DAT. . FEW were the days during the stormy October of 1846, when this exclamation of the...

...teach thce soon the truth, There are no birds in last year's nest ! 143 THE RATST DAT. THE day is ooH, and dark, and dreary: It rains, and the wind is never weary; The line still clings to the Koa^ierins ws".!. B-;t at every srust the dead leaves fall. And the day...

...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the...cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth foil thick in the blast, And the days arc dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining...

...then went pat , And very proper too. THE RAINY DAY. HW LONOFELLOW. (ifusif ty Stephen Hatutt.* THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fell, And the day...

...light, The morning now begins to grey, Anon the cheering beams of day Shall chase the night. The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, And at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day...

...for yours.' And yet it might have been well had those words never been uttered. CHAPTER XX. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind...thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. LONGFELLOW. ' T THINK the morning is very dull, damp, -*- and dismal. Gwen, stir up the fire into a...

...rains, and the wind la never weary : My thought! still cling lo the mouldering past: But the hopot of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, tad heart ! and ceoie repining : Behind the clouds IB the gnn Btill shining. My fateia the common...

...friends in town. Give us some news, and believe me, B., „ Thine, " G. FALKLAND." CHAPTER XV. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind...past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast. LONGFELLOW. SLOWLY the winter months passed, during which time Mabel had plenty of time to fortify...