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"A BUNCH OF ROSES."

"June's cherished blossom. red, pink, pale,

Whose perfume faints on every gale."

HER ANSWER.

You have asked for a gift worth possessing,

For a love that shall always prove true,

And I answer by frankly addressing

Some pertinent questions to you.

Will you love me as now when the chiming

Of life's silver bells is less sweet,

When the blossoms of youth now entwining

Lie withered and dead at my feet?

When the lamp of my life is dim burning

And haggard and wan is my brow,

When to gray my brown locks shall be turning,

Will you love me sincerely as now?

Will you love me, my dear, if the dashing

Of life's stormy sea in its roar,

With the lightnings about us still flashing,

Shall cast us as wrecks on its shore?

Will your love for me be as enduring

As the life you now promise to bless;

Will your heart be at rest at its mooring?

If so, then my answer is "yes."

F. E. McFA

THE WORLD ON WHEELS.--QUEEN ELIZABETH'S COACH.