Morning journal and courier., 1891-01-10
THE FLEETING SHOW.
Some Of Hts Facts and Fancies. Written for the JOURNAL AND CouRIER.l
 THE PAUPER's RIDE. DECEMBER 2S, 1890.


 sweet Compassion for all sad needy souls. l The voice of prayer ascends and hearts are glad | For love of Bethlehem's Babe-the Christ-child,
 born - To bring good will to men and peace on earth.
 II What rides so slowly OCT the frozen roads, But sparely covered from the winters chilly The driver beats his breast with hands benumbed l But this stirs not, or moans God! is this living creatureg This-with gaunt limbs
 gnawed By cruel ulcers, dislocated joints, | As broken on the rack of this worlds shame, And matted locks above the corpse-like face: A woman-weary with her ninety years, Weary of pain, of hunger, and of grief. Freezing and dyingi
 If wish remained In that dulled brain it was for Deaths release. Too late the warmth the sustenance, the care Gone-to grave less cold than those cold hearts That added anguish to her weight of woe, And the long torture of those twenty miles. Can VIC forgive them2 Or can God forgives
 1.-THE rHoUHGTs OF YOUTH" A writer in Longman's magazine fur nishes some specimen competitions written by London schoolboys of the lower classes. They are original and amusing, though somewhat obscure in style. Here are 8 few extracts:
 ION FLOWERS
 ''In the country the flowers grow wild in the fields, though not so close together and not in skwares and rounds. And no body believes it till they go in the train, but certainly boys and girls can run amongst them and pull up as many as they like, and fill there arms and baskets and bring them home to there fathers and mothers. And the teacher said that if we could only go the next day there would be just as many flowers again. Some boys would not believe what the teacher said, but believe that it is true, for I believe that God can easy do miracles, because I believe that the flowers are not stuck in by men and polecemen after it is dark, else what about taking so much pulling out? When am man I shall go the next day"
 1.-THE MooN'
 ''To look at the white moon shinin threw your winder at night, sittin on the edge of the bed and issnin to your father and mothers knives and forks rattlin on their plates while they are gettin their niced suppers, is the prittist site you ever seed, When it's liver and hunyeus you can smell it all the way upstairs. It looks very brite and nearly all white."-
 eff they say to you as the moon is not all them thousens of miles off, else how could the COW jump over it, do not call these poor boys names, else you would be a cowherd, but just tell them nicedly and gently as you never did beleave about that there COW. Tell them as not even race horses could do it, but only hangils, and they will beleave you and thank you for maxim them wiser every day. If these simpletuns say to you as they do not be- ieve that the moon is round, cose what about it's gittin smaller and shapin itself difrent, just tell them as it's all along of spinnin round like, that's all, and they will beleave you and say thank you for all you have told them.
 Everything about the moon is true, so mind and stick to it, witch you will be re- warded for and not fritened of lying down on your death bed"
 Here is some excellent advice to boys on Cleanliness.
 ''Then do not go and say you are feared of making yoursalf clean, just becose it is cold and it hurts to get the dirt of, or be- cose the suds get in your eye. For when you are clean people do not edge away from you; never mind about your clothes, but they say unto you like our teacher that it is next to godliness. Be thankful unto him becose your mothers can afford soap and becose they make you use it. AL so when your mother put her finger down your coat-neck afore breakfast and peeps to see if there's any black ther., and then sends you back to the sink again to wash yourself better, say unto her: Yes, mother, also smiling. On Saturday nights say also unto her: Mother, | don't forget to get my bathtub reddy for me, and new peace of soap, for love to wash myself count of cleanliness, for it is next to godlyness. Do not be the same as | them there Blacks and Amerikens and h. zoos, which just splashes their faces with | water and no soap, and never gets inside of tub, only paddlin about bits of riv- | ers."
 l The boy of thirteen who wrote npon t'The Childhood of Moses' must have drawn upon his imagination for some of his facts.
 ssNow little baby boy Moses had sister about sixteen and a father and mother which was Jews. And Mosese's mother couldn't abare to drownd her little boy so l make ,arks. Then she put her little baby in this here cradle and carried 1t to the river, and put it on the water among some bullrushes so as it couldn't float down. And who do you think as it was that used to sit on the grass all day long watching as it didn't get loosea It was that there sister Mirium as I said he had. She was a very good young woman and did not mind the cold grass because she new as she was in the right, and that the king would be perhaps slain.
 This wicked king had daughter, as you | would think she was. She used to go out bathing same as boys only she didn't swim. She only just went in up to about her knees and then used to put the water over her head down her body and then | used to tell the other women and her father as she had been in. The women could not see how far she had been in be- cause of the bullrushes which you have seen on the wall
 One morning she got undresst where Mirium was sitting on the grass, and she walked straight in up to her knees where the cradle was. When~sh saw him she took him up in her arms and run back to the bank shouting out as she had found @ baby while she was swimming. The women all came round and Mirium edjed in among them"
 And Mirium said, 'Pharoh's daughter, shall go and find n nurse for your and If the lady didn't go and say yes straight of, Then Mirium ran away fast as you, and who do you think she fetched for nurse; T Moseses mother And Pharoh's daughter said unto her I will actshully give you I wages for nurEng this baby. And % 1 I sss J