Their tears bespeak their love;
For part of him is underground
And part has gone above.

But not for long does sorrow seize
The subterranean mind,
For father grows another piece
In front or else behind.

And now he's up before the dawn,
Long ere the world has stirred,
And eats his breakfast on the lawn
Before the early bird.

* * * * *

WHEN THE YOUNG LEAD THE YOUNG.

"Lady Nurse or Nursery Governess (young) wanted for post near
Ventnor, I.W., for boy 2½ years. Experience, similar age, and
happy disposition essential."--_Weekly Paper._

* * * * *

"Oxford, Tuesday.

The Royal Commission on Oxford and Cambridge Universities began
its Oxford session this afternoon in the Extermination Schools."

_Daily Paper._