The Sun.
London, England, 1849-08-16 00:00:00

OUR FATHER !"
(From Eliza Cook's .liiurnal.)
"Many of the children told me they always said their
prayers at night, and the prayer they said was Our
Father.' I naturally thought they meant that they re•
peated the Lord's Prayer, but I soon found that few of
them knew it. They only repeated the first two words;
they knew no more than Our Father.' These poor
children, after their laborious day's work, (nail-making,
japanning, screw-making) lying down to sleep with this
simple appeal, seemed to me inexpressibly affecting."
—Report of the Commissioners on the Employment of
Children: Evilence of R. H. Horne, town of Wolver-
hampton.
Pale, struggling blossoms of mankind,
Born only to endure,
White helpless slaves whom Christians bind,
Sad children of the poor!
Ye vralk in rags, ye breathe in dust,
With souls too dead to ask
For ought beyond a scanty crust,
And Labour's grinding task.
Ye ne'er have heard the code of love,
Of Hope's eternal light;
Ye are not led to look above
The clouds of earthly night;
And yet 'mid ignorance and toil,
Your lips, that ne'er have known
The " milk and honey" of the soil,
Sleep not before they own
"Our Father!"

Unheeded workers in the marts
Of England's boasted wealth,
Ye who may carry ulcered hearts,
If hands but keep their health;
Ye, whose young eyes have never watched
June's roses come and go,
Whose hard-worn fingers ne'er have snatched
The spring flowers as they blow;
Who slave beneath the summer sun,
With dull and torpid brain,
Ye, who lie down when work is done,
To rise and work again;
Oh, even ye, poor joyless things,
Rest not, before you pray;
Striving to mount on fettered wings
To Ilim who hears you say,
"Our Father !"
Proud easy tenants of the earth,
Yo who have fairer lots;
Who live with plenty, love, and mirth,
On Fortune's golden spots;
Ye, who but eat, laugh, drink, and sleep,
Who walk 'mid Eden's bloom,
Who know not what it is to weep
O'er Poverty's cold tomb;
Oh, turn one moment from your way,
And learn what these can teach.
Deign in your rosy path to stay,
And hear the " untaught" preach;
Thqn to your homes so bright and fair,
And think it good to pray;
Since the sad children of despair,
Can kneel in thanks, and say,
" Our Father !"
Emze. COOK.

LOVE SCULPTURING BEAUTY.
The sculptor wrought—the features were the same,
And Genius gloried as the likeness came.
The same soft outline Art as Nature gave;
The hair descended in the selfsame wave;
The lip, just parted, all but seemed to speak;
The rose was all but blooming on the cheek;
The throat—the neck—almost you might declare
The very breath of life was heaving there;
And were the work of Art to Nature shown,
Almost might Nature claim it as her own.
And whose the features? whose the master hand
Which could such magical success command?
'T was Arno's toil that made the lifeless mass
All beauty save Francisca's own surpass;
his glance was searching, and his touch was true,
And touch by touch the soft resemblance grew.
Francisca's father watched him day by day
Impress her beauty on the pliant clay:
Fresh charms were added as his fingers moved,
And that which seem'd perfection still improved.
Each moment lovelier yet became the face;
The neck, the shoulders, had Francisca's grace;
And
niintinlloieveerd.
ev'n her soul so peaceful, pure, and mild,
--Chef= features of his child.

SON N TS.
ADDRESSED TO MY MOTHER IN TEE COUNTRY.
By HENRY' FRANK LOTT.
l'ive years have passed since first th' untuneful chords
Of my rude harp essayed in warmth to sing
_ The love that is between us—and to bring
The sentiments within us forth in words;
-And as occasion opportune affords
A motive for their re-awakening,
Pleased falls my hand upon each silent string
For Love invites and Duty's voice accords.
Except some youthful passion that my heart
fold in its pulses, all its lite is thine—
And this, perchance, has led me not to part
With gift so little worth at Hymen's shrine;
Nor have I sold myself in Mammon's mart—
So o'er my bondage thou can'st not repine.

11.
Pull well I know thy generous heart repels
All selfish thought toward thine unworthy son,
Whose good and happiness thou'st sought and won
By sacrifice whose worth all praise excels;
Humbly I thank th' Eternal God there dwells
Within me gratitude for all thou'st done—
A light to cheer me till my race be run,
As from my brow all gloom it now dispels.
We both are-comforted that thus we live
And joy in one another as we do,
Nor dread that hour, that, whichso' may survive,
Will deeply feel the grief it leads unto;
Be it afar! And we will calmly strive
Against all ills, with peace and rest in view.

Yet sometimes, I iraagine on the sheet
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Passing from thee to me in thoughtful love,
To re me admonition as I rove
Along the paths of life with wearied feet,
trace a shade, though it be faint and fleet,
That passeth o'er thy spirit. I approve
All thoughts that elevate thy soul above
These things that pass away—for they are sweet;
But let no gloom oppress thee—for the hand
Of Time most leniently upon thee falls—
Lied Be has spared thee us , a loving band;
Though taken from thee now by duty's calls,
But never to forget thee—for we stand
And guard thy years like watchful sentinels.

rv.
Time hastens onward, and the coming years
nave many changes folded in their wing;
Few are the fruits hope's fairest blossoms bring.
And brief the sunshine in this vale of tears.
So while there may be aught that warms or cheers,
Let us enjoy it—for the angels sing
No loftier theme upon their heavenly string
Than love that parent unto child endears.
Controlless circumstances keep me here—
But if I be the magnet to thy thought,

Come thou to me—then What we hold most dear
Will in the circle of our path be brought:
And when this shall be done, may there be nought
To cloud thy long life's evening atmosphere.

COURT CIRCULAR.
BELFAST, AUG. 12.
Her Majesty and the Prince atte -ided Divine ser-
vice on board the Victoria and Albert this morning.

LOCH RYAN.
Her Majesty left Belfast Lough this evening in a
gale of wind, and arrived in Loch Ryan, where her
Majesty s'Opt.
AUGUST 13.
Her Majesty arrived this morning in the Royal
yacht off Greenock at nine o'clock, A.M., having left
Loch Ryan at four o'clock, A.M.
ROSNEATH, AUG. 13.
Her Majesty proceeded from Greenock, up Loch
Long and Loch Gogle, with the intention of crossing
to Loch Lomond, and going through the lake, on to
Dumbarton ; but the weather being so unpropitious,
her Majesty was obliged to give it up, and returned
to Rosneatb.

At three o'clock his Royal Highness Prince Albert,
attended by Mr. Anson, Sir James Clark, and Captain
Robins m, R.N., crossed to Loch Lomond, and tra-
versed the lake, and proceeded to Dumbarton, where
the Fairy yacht was in waiting to convey him to the
Victoria and Albert yacht at Rosneath.
His Royal Highness returned by Greenock, and
arrived there soon after eight o'clock, P.M.
Her Majesty will visit the city of Glasgow at
eleven o'clock to-morrow morning, and proceed
afterwards to Perth, where her Majesty will pass
the night.

Dispatches were received yesterday at the Colonial-
ofice, from the Governors of the North American
"lonies.

COWES, ISLE OF WIGHT.
COWES, AUGUST 15, 1849.
(PROM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT.)
ROYAL YACHT SQUADRON INTELLIGENCE.
zrin
day ea Albet t's cup was to have been sailed for to.-
w but "1Y one yacht having been entered, the match
1%;. ounse teu t(isffohn°tiy
thikes Put
next. It was first proposed that
lldMbendsaaviled for by schooners above 140
one entered, the Wyvern, of 205 tons ; it
Ithen offered to schooners above 75 tons, and under
40, but nene entered; it is now offered to be contested
tor by
schooners of any tonnage, on Monday next.
s
Malesty ' Cup is to be sailed for on Friday, but
to,.'" aPPecrs the same difficulty in obtaining competi-
r`B: only three yachts have yet entered—the Arrow,
°L 84 tons; the Dryad, of 85 tons; and the Cygnet, of
do tons. It being a time race, the Dryad will have to
give the Cygnet 2>5 minutes! but for this, several large
Yachts would have entered. It is high time the time
!it'cs were laid on the shelf. The match that is wanted
is between such vessels as the Talisman, Arrow, Gon-
d°la, Sultana, and their class, if such yachts are to sail
at all; ntt Ei or 95-ton yachts with 35-ton onrs. On
hi
loud
firs at
by y nu time is to be allowed, but the yacht that gets
fcir sailing is to win.
About 40 noblemen and gentlemen are expected to
!itle together at the annual dinner to-morrow. We
Used to see 70, and shuuld again if it was not for the
'lack balls.

It •

- is reported that Chief Justice Halliburton (the
htfitehor of " Sam Slick") intends to retire from public
shortly on a peusi9a—lialifax Recorder,