25 JUNE 1887, page 16

Poetry.

HODGE ON THE JEWBILLEE. WE lives in a biggish villidge, sum calls it a smallish town, An' we thinks ourselves good Churchmen, au' we're all for Queen an' Crown : An' Parson he......

Art

[SECOND woricEi In our first notice of this Gallery, we spoke only of the contents of the first room; we now propose to mention, as briefly as possible, a few of the more......

A Wild Rose.

TEE first wild rose in wayside hedge This year I wandering see, I pluck, and send it as a pledge, My own Wild Rose, to thee. For when my gaze first felt thy gaze, We were......