Young Folks' Department

"You urn so beautiful, Q lden Kodl" Said a p arpie Aster, with lovlox prldc; "And I am so bappy to tlitnk that God Has deemed me worthy to be your bride! You lok EO erand wtch jour yellow plumee, Whtle I am so plaln and poorly drest, ; Yetyou pass the loveliest waysldé biooms To teil me, dear, tbat you I070 me best.' "Hu?h, husb, ray darltng! Nofalrer flowcr E'er llfted lts face to brlgbten the sod; And you grow more beautiful evry hour And dearer lo me," said tle Ooiden-rod. "Yuur dress Is the grandest oí nny I tee - The color, you kcow, Is a royal hue - I thlnk lt as prttty as lt can be, And purple Is vt'ry becomiDg to you." "How many blemlfhes love doth cover I" Said the Aster, and llfted her gmeul eyee To the happy face of her handsome lover; "Aid how love transügures tbe plalnest guise 1 I am quite content vrlth my purple gown! I would not cxchanie lt for roynl throne, Nor to be a queen wltn a golden crown." "And I would not cive ycu up, my stvect, To the proudest monarch tüat evertrod; Though he lay hls kingdom and crown at my f eet: With bis royal robes," said the Golden-rod. 'Thoueh the öummvr blossoms and blrd have flown, How happy we'll bc throuh thls Autumn weathcr ! And we never, dear, can be quite alone, - For wt'll Uve, and love, and dletogefher!" #♦# I pasncd that way where a shelvlug rock Half-hid,- as they lay on the rain-soakel Bod,- The pjor llttle Aster's purple f rock, Aud the yellow plums of the Golden-rod! And I slghcd, "You will never sway and nou Agaíoln the lljihtofthls Autumn weather." A1b! for the Aster and Gjlden-roJ 1 They have "llved, and loved, and died toeetheri"