"my Heart."

'The folïowing verses appeared 'in He Boston Transcript. Thêy wenvritten by Frecl Gauss, of this ci:,v, vho has won oiné recognitiou as L M'iter of poelry: sleepless night, the rustle of Uu rain. ly iieart alert to listen, all as! rain. f from the past a. token come tü me, Or if one stir in dimmer times to 6e. Thy listening is cot good, my heart, be stilled! ■■hou houldst eternal be and nobiy willed: üehind tliere clamors m.-iny a complain't, n the beyond life"s auestion glimmer faint. Var not, oh heart, though mortui tMngs niiMT death, "he storm may eome, 'lis well! As oiïee his Ureath [armed not the boat with 'Christ uikiii the sea, Likewise there rests rhe lord of worlds in thee. Try Weiimian's ster.k's and roasts, ut from corn-fed beef.