Feuilles de forêt . r maison sud. Après le déjeuner, nous sommes arrivés dans notre bateau et nous sommes allés un voyage d'ex-plaorisation. Nous nous sommes transformés en la petite chaîne à travers laquelle le steamersenter Fourth Lake et avons trouvé à notre plaisir que Frederica a un terrain de quatrième lac. Dans la soirée, ses nombreuses lumières colorées qui scindent les arbres des beaux camps le long de ses rives en font une scène fromfailand. De retour à Third Lake, nous sommes venus sur une belle petite baie isolée, un court chemin d'où nous avons l'intention de construire. Nous avons putogé les mains dans l'eau caressement, se sentant détester de le laisser. Tourner notre b

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Forest leaves . r Southern home. After luncheon we got into our boat and went on a voyage of ex-ploration. We turned into the little channel through which the steamersenter Fourth Lake and found to our delight that Frederica has a landingon Fourth Lake. In the evening its many colored lights shining throughthe trees from the beautiful camps along its shores make it a scene fromfairyland. Returning once more to Third Lake, we came upon a beautiful, secluded little bay, a short way from where we intend to build. We putour hands into the water caressingly, feeling loathe to leave it. Turning our boat to take a look at the north shore of Third Lake, we saw that our carriage was awaiting us. Our first day at Fredericawas ended, and so with hearts full of gratitude to God and our kindfriends we returned home. Let us lay hold of common duties and relations. Let us lav holdof the tenderness that belongs to them. Shall we miss all the divinesweetness of life in order to have a career? —Brown. 42 FOREST LEAVES. The Tower of Strength. By Cora A. Matson Dolson. I would draw my strength from the forest; From its new green leaves and shade;From the deep, rich soil that upholds it, Through waste of its own hopes made. I would draw my strength from the forest; The prayer of its solitude;The sacrifice on its altars, The tempests of years withstood. I would draw my strength from the forest; From the furrowed trunks of trees;From the homes that its large heart shelters, The cradles rocked in its breeze. I would draw my strength from the forest; I will flee to its restful calm;Where no cord of the world drags downward, 1 will drink of its cup of balm. FOREST LEAVES 43 Splendid Architecture—The Western Staircaseof New Yorks Capitol. It is impossible by a mere verbal description to convey an adequateidea of the vast amount of fine carving on the grand western staircaseof the State Capitol at Albany. It must- be seen to be appreciated, andeven after being told of the many feet, the carv

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