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" But a week is 30 long I" ho sald, With a toss of hlB curly head. " One, two, threo. four, flve, six, sevcn ! - Hoven whole days ! Why, in fiix, you know (You said it yourself - you told me so), The great God up ín heaveu Made all tho earth aud the ecas and skles, The trees and the birds and the butterflies 1 How can I wait for iny seeds to grow I" " But a month is so long I" ho 8aid, With a droop of bis boyish head. " Hearme coiuit- one, two, three, four - Four wholo weeks, and three days moro ; Thirty-one days, and each wiU creep As the shadows crawl over y onder ateep ; Thirty-euo nighta, and I ehall He Watching the atara clínib up the sky ! How can I wait tül a niouth is o'er ?" 11 But a year is bo long I" he Paid, Uplifting bis briht young head. " All the PcaBon must como and go Over the bilis with footetepa slow - Auturun aud winter, summer and gering ; Oh, for a bridge of gold to fling Over the chasra deep and wide, That I might cross to the otber pide, Where she is waiting - my love, my bride I" il Ten years may be long," he said, Slow raising lus stately head, " But there's much to win. there is inuch to Iohc ; A nian ínust labor, a man must chooee, And he must be strong to wait I The yearu inay bo long, but who would wear The crown of honor munt do and dare ! No time has he to toy with fate Who would cliinb to manhood's liigh estáte I" 11 Ah ! life is not long I' he said, Bowing his grand white bcad. "One, two, three, four, five, eix, se ven ! - Sevcn timos ten are seventy. Seventy year ! As swift their ftight As swallowa cleaving the morning light, Or golden gleams at even. Life is short as a summer night- How long, O God ! is eternity ?"