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On the desks and the seats and on everything old ;
And I thought of the friendly air
O f the face that I missed, with its weights and chains—
All gone to the auctioneer’s block ;
*Tis a thing of the past; nevermore shall I see
But in memory that old school clock,

*Tis the way of the world; old friends pass away,
And fresh faces arise in their stead;
But still, ’ mid the din and the bustle o f life,
We cherish fond thoughts of the dead.
Yes, dearly those memories cling round my heart;
And bravely withstand Time’s rude shock ;
But not one is more hallowed or dear to me now
Than the face of that old school clock.
J ohn B o y le 0 ’R.e il l y ,

LITTLE BOY BLUE.
T H E little toy dog h covered with dust,
But sturdy and staunch he stands ;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair,
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.

“ Now, don’t you go till I come," he said;
“ And don't you make any noise 1 ”
So toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys.
And, he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Roy Blue—