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With  a blinding  blur the  trees  leap  past.
                        And lie  knows  the  crisis  has  come  at hist.
                        A   wilder sway,  a  groan,  a  jar  anti  tke  race  with  tU:;;t1i  is  won !
                        Mis  firm  .hamI  gL iilr-.s  the  coup hug-bar,  die  ho-t  drops  in— the  feat  is
                                done!
                        "  Now,  back  her. Jim    For your  lift'  man, back! "
                        And  the  clm-jI rose  blinding on  the  track.


                        Tic’s  over  Tom  Ainsworth's  lender-— his  band  on  lho  lover now ;
                        With  engine  reversed  he’s  straining;  you  can  hear  ike  hot  brakes
                                pi ow,
                        With pUmge and  dust  and  -dmoking.s  shrill—
                        One  moment  more  and  the  train  is  still.


                        Kut see the  while,  seared  laces looking  up  from  1 he  gorge  below,
                        As they vaguely  gue.s.«.crI the  ghastly  death  they were not yet to  know.
                        Hurrah  for  Rex  as  lie .stands  there,  his  strong  chest  heaving fast;
                        With  quivering  lip  and  swimming  eye,  with  ok  the  danger  past.
                        ’Twas  a  kingly  thought  and  a  hero’s  lea.:.
                        Hurrah for  R ex in  his  joy  complete !
                                                                               W,  W.  MakoU .


                                                   THE  SW AN -SO N fj.

                        T    H E   great  old-fashioned  ciock  struck  twelve,  but  as  yet  not cue-:':
                               the  boys  hid  stirred.  All  were  listening  too  intently to  what
                               Cerl  Von  Weber  was  saving to  notice  the  lime,   Around  one
                        of  the  grand  pianos  a  group  of  boys  was  gathered.   Perched  on  the
                        top  of it. was.  a. bright,  merry-looking boy  ot  fourteen.   By  his  side sal
                        a  pale,  delicate  little  fellow,  with  a  pair  of  soft,  dark'  eyes,  which  were
                        fixed  in  eager attention  upon  CraTs  fa.ee,   Below,  and  leaning  care­
                        lessly  upon  the piano,  was  Raoul  von  Fa'ken stein,  a  dark,  handsome
                        boy  of fifteen.
                          “ Pshaw 1”  he  exclaimed,  scornfudy,  after  Cad  had  finished.   " Ts
                        that all?  just  for  a  few  paltry  thalers  and  a  beggarly violin,  to  work
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