2 SEPTEMBER 1899, page 17

Poetry.

MY LAST TERRIER. I MOURN 'Patroclus,' whilst I praise Young 'Peter' sleek before the fire, A proper dog whose decent ways Renew the virtues of his sire ; Patroclus' rests in......

Noontide.

THE high stars over at night Are under at noon; And a young soul's vision of Heaven Passes how soon! He climbs; and the clear seen goal Is gone—ah where? Whispers a voice from......

Music.

EFFICIENT AMATEURS. Tiar mutual relations of professional and amateur musicians have not always been as harmonious as they are at present. Thus, about fourteen years ago a......