"Worthy the Lamb to be exalted thus,
Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us!"
And angels with the ransomed millions sing,
"Glory and honor to our God and King!"




TEMPERANCE


A WELCOME TO A TEMPERANCE PICNIC.


Old and young are welcome here
To the banquet we have spread:
It will cause no bitter tear
When the festal hour is fled;
It will break no mother's heart,
For the deadly bowl we shun!
Welcome then--and when we part
Blessings go with every one.


[The following lines were also written by Miss JOHNSON for a
temperance picnic, held in a grove near her father's house. They were
read by her brother Edwin, now a lawyer in Stanstead, P. Q.]

From north and south, from east and west
They come with banners gay;