lowing geiu from tho peo of Prontioe and liow happy tho heart tliat can see these beuties as he portrays thcra: " Whv is it that the rainbow and tho clouds come over us witb u beauty that is not of earth and then pass aw iy, and leave us to musu op their faded lovelincss ? Why is it that the stars which hold their nightly festival around tho midnight throne, are placed ubove tho rtiich of our limitcd faculties, forever mocking us wilh their uruippro.ichatilo glory ? And why is it that. bright fonns of humnn beau'y are presented to our view and then taken from uj, leaving the thousand strenms to flow baok in Alpine torrents upon "ur hoarts ? We are born f.r a higher destiny than that of earth.- There is a realrawliere the rainbow never fades, and whero tho stars will stay in our preeenoe forever."