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OUR QUEEN TO HER PEOPLE.
THE NATIONS' NEW-YEAR'S DAY. We open our New Volume with a record that will become histo- BENEATH the fading mistletoe in Time's wide-echoing Hall, rical. No more acceptable Christmas gift could have been bestowed The Yule-log's light still brisk and bright, on storied roof and wallupon a loyal and affectionate people than that which QUEEN VIC- The Spirits of the Nations, some strange, some kith and kin, TORIA has been pleased to present. It is the simple, warm, graceful Are met to flout the Old Year out and féte the New Year in. expression of a Mother's “deep sense of the touching sympathy of the whole Nation on the occasion of the alarming illness of her dear son, With war-stains dim on robe and limb, fresh scars on cheek and the PRINCE OF WALES.” Thus writes our Sovereign, dating, happily,
brow, from Windsor Castle :
France strives to look as though no pains could crush, no losses bow : “ The universal feeling shown by her people during those painful, terrible But her glance is quick and restless, and her hands are never still, days, and the sympathy evinced by them with herself and her beloved As one that, fevered inly, masks but masters not her ill. daughter, the PRINCESS OF VALES, as well as the general joy at the improvement in the PRINCE OF Wales's state, have made a deep and As if in mock of Christmas wreaths,—their "peace, good-will to lasting impression on her heart which can never be effaced. It was, indeed, nothing new to her, for the QUEEN had met with the same sympathy
when What fierce hate in her eyes whene'er proud Prussia meets their ken! just ten years ago a similar illness removed from her side the mainstay of her Bears wary, 'so, 'tis hard to know if bare the blade, or sheathed.
Prussia that, stern and stately, her great sword, laurel-wreathed, life, the best, wisest, and kindest of husbands.
" The QUEEN “wishes to express at the same time, on the part of the So light and lithe that stalwart frame in movement or at rest, PRINCESS OF WALES, her feelings of heartfelt gratitude, for she has been as You scarce would deem you caught the gleam of steel below her deeply touched as the QUEEN by the great and universal manifestation of breast; loyalty and sympathy.
Beneath the wide
imperial robe, that, fire-new, sweeps the ground, “ The QUEEN cannot conclude without expressing her hope that her With what now seems a diadem, and now a helmet, crowned. faithful subjects will continue their prayers to God for the complete recovery of her dear son to health and strength."
But mark yon maid, of loveliness more radiant and more rare “What can he do that cometh after the King 2is the language for strength and grace to fit that face, what music but the tongue
Than all the showers of gems and flowers that star her night of hair; of the Book. He who cometh after the QUEEN will vainly seek to Wherein stern DANTE chaunted, and silvery PETRARCH sung ? write worthy comment on these words. But comment will be supplied by all the hearts that are rejoicing in the happiness of a Mother and of a Wife, and in the deliverance of a Nation from a
Queen among Queens! But never Queen full-robed and crowned great sorrow.
The double diadem of Rome on her exultant brow!
Who notes the dust, who recks the rust, that dulls or dims its sheen, The Festive Bored.
Or asks how she came by it, or through what mire it has been ? In olden time the boar's head was a common Christmas adjunet From sleep or strife new roused to life that lights her antique face, to the board. The custom, it appears, has not entirely yet died out. No monkish train nor slavish chain to cramp her strength and If one believes one's eyes and ears, one can hardly ever join a grace, family Christmas party, without finding at least one, if not more What wonder if she hardly know in soberness to still than one, bore's head there.
The throbbing of late-loosened blood, the stir of waking will ?