Zoroastrianism And Freemasonry.

but according to one ' s deeds done in the flesh , and so it was made a sine quid non for all native candidates . Now , this belief is quite consonant with the Zoroastrian notions of rewards and punishments . ( To be continued . )

The Old Fisher's Tale.

THE OLD FISHER'S TALE .

That ' s where your brother sank , boy ; thats where my son was drowned ; Eight years have passed since then , boy , eight winters have come round . 'Tis sad to think about it , but I can ' t forget it quite ; No ; I can recollect as well as though

'twas but last night . I'll tell you all I can , boy , as you ' ve ne ' er heard before ; I'll try and tell you all , boj ' , before we get to shore . You don't know much about itboysave

, , bits heard now and then ; It makes me feel so sad , my boy , to talk about our Ben , For he was such a noble lad—so manly and so brave ; 'Tis sad to think that such as he should

find a watery grave . 'Twas such a day as this , boy , when last he put to sea ; Yes;—much about this time , boy , that he sailed from the quay ; And we went down to see him start—he

smiled and waved his hand ; We watched until his large turned sail was out of sight from land ; And then we strolled along , lad , towards the little bay , You helped me take my lines up , and stow them all away .

Ah ! you were but a baby then , not more than five years old , But full of fun and courage , lad , and strong as you were bold . The evening tide came in , my boy , but Ben did not come home ;

A breeze sprung up at sunset , lad , that lashed the waves to foam . We watched out on the tall cliff , your mother , boy , and I ; And marked with failing hearts , boy , the dark and lowering sky .

The Old Fisher's Tale.

I watched alone all night , my lad;—I paced both cliff and shore . At early dawn I heard a shout above the waves wild roar ; I strained my eyes to seaward and saw a struggling form

, Then shouted in return , lad , above the howling storm , I knew it was my Ben ' s voice , lad , and and rushed down to beach ; But oh , my son had sunk , boy , far out beyond my reach .

I madly sprang into the surf , but it was all in vain , He rose but once again , lad , called loud , then sank again . Next morning from the beach , a wreck , we saw his boat drift by ; The Lord had taken Ben , boy , to be with . him on high . DOUGLAS EDQECUMBE .

Fairy Tales Utilised For, The New Generation.

FAIRY TALES UTILISED FOR , THE NEW GENERATION .

BY THEOPHILUS TOMLINSON . No . III . —Puss IN BOOTS . WE all of us know the story of " Puss in Boots ; " who does not ? Even little Kitty says to her big brother , "Henary , dear ,

read me the story of ' Puz in Boots . '" The old tale pleased us long years ago when we were very little , and full of the golden dreams of youth ; it even has a lingering charm for us when maturity has given us something more important to think about , or when old age makes us look back with a sigh on the days that are no more .

Now , I think that we all admire " Puss in Boots " as a very clever , bold , outspoken somewhat determined party . She was evidently , as we say so vulgarly , " up to snuff " —she knew what she was about , —she would not be put upon by any one , not she ; and so like people of her " cloth" in this queer

world of ours , she got her own way and won the day . Well , I do not wish to linger too long on the actual story of " Puss in Boots , " because , though amusing enough at first sight , there is another side to it , and it is just that other side that I am going to dwell on now , for the edification