Out With The Tide.

I looked and I saw a fair maiden and youth Caressing and thoughtless , ah ! well'Tis not Avhen young only , thought I , in in good sooth , That men Avill be under the spell . The little god cometh in youth and in age

, He shooteth his arrows afar ; The glamour comes o ' er us though never so sage , For Love rides in Victory ' s car .

So I sat idly watching that sweet summei eve , The little boat sailing aAvay , And I saAv the sun sinking down to the lvesfc , As she sped out into the bay .

I knew those fond Wers , and one Avas to me Far more than I thought then , but now I see the more clearly , —but yet to God ' s will Submissively humbly I bow .

One moment the Avhite sails flashed in the sun , AVhen a sudden gust stirred through the trees , Then never more saw I that youth and fair maid , For a storm grew out of the breeze .

But nevermore came they home to the toAvn ; And marriage bells never Avere rung ; Ah ! me . ' twas Death went out with the tide , And the Passing Bell solemnly swung .

Near a green sloping bank far down tOAvards the sea , On the morrow fair Mildred was found ; The sea-weed lay tangled in sweet auburn hair , And grey gulls hovered around .

The little skiff lay on the beach at the haA-en , All peaceful it might there abide . For never again would it take the yoan <* lovers Sailing far out with the tide .

Out With The Tide.

Ah ! say tAvas a dream , —I care not tc Avaken ; That fair one who should be a bride , Was dearer to me than aught else on earth , But Death took her out with the tide . EMRA HOLMES , Priory Gate , AVoodbridge , July , 1876 .

Taken By Brigands.

TAKEN BY BRIGANDS .

THE SCOTCH SAILORS YAUJI . From the NEAV YOBK DISPATCH . I . HAA'E seen Constantinople , and Naples and San Francisco , and a dozen more , toAvns that folk make a grand talk about ,

but gi ' e me Glasgow . Whenever I take a spell ashore , it ' s there I go ; and Avhen this old hulk is nae longer seaAvorthy , I just hope to drop anchor in Glasgow for guide and a . If you think this is patriotism , I am free to confess that it ' s uaething o' the sort .

Patriotism is a marvellous fine thing , and I toast the Land o' Cakes every Saturday neet of my life ; but Avhen it comes to practice , a man maun live Avhere he is best off ; and as the Robert Bruce , Glasgow , is the only house in the Avorld where I am free of the tapI hope to come

, to my last moorings Avithin hail of it . Eh , sirs , it is nae he that I am telling you . I can just gang into the parlour at ony hour of the day or neet , and call for as many glasses of toddy as I like to drink , and never pay a bawbee . And this is not

as a favor—I am beholden to nae man for it ; it ' s my right , written doon in the landlord ' s lease , and considered in the rent .

If sae be you are curious to know how this came aboot , I will tell you , though it is an unco long yarn . Though my father was but a puir fisherman , Avhose lads had to gang to sea with him sae soon as they could haul at a rope a ' mostI did not want for education .

, Lads and lasses , poor and rich , even to the young laird himsel ' , all were taught at the same school ; and Avhen the boat was on shore I Avent , too .