EVENING ON THE LAKE.

Upon the mountain-top the purple tints

Fade into mist; and the rich golden glow

Of the low-setting sun sinks to a gray

Subdued and tender.

Home the eagle hies,

Swift, to his eyrie, his broad pinions stretched,

Bearing him onwards, seeming motionless

The while with rapid wing he cleaves the air,

As ship the waters: now the grousecock crows

On heathered knoll his vesper lullaby

To his dear mate.

And from the silver lake,

Cradled in mountain-setting, echoing comes,

With rippling music on the air, the plash

Of dipping oars; and voices deep and low,

Mingled with women’s trebles, tuneful break

The evening silence!

Grand indeed it is

To be amid these mountain solitudes;

And yet there is a sense of rest and calm,

Soothing the spirit—stealing o’er the heart

Like the soft notes of an Æolian harp,

Falling like balm upon the troubled soul,

And making the most worldly man to feel

That there is over earth a higher heaven!

The Conductor of Chambers’s Journal begs to direct the attention of Contributors to the following notice:

1st. All communications should be addressed to the ‘Editor, 339 High Street, Edinburgh.’

2d. For its return in case of ineligibility, postage-stamps should accompany every manuscript.

3d. Manuscripts should bear the author’s full Christian name, Surname, and Address, legibly written; and should be written on white (not blue) paper, and on one side of the leaf only.

4th. Offerings of Verse should invariably be accompanied by a stamped and directed envelope.

If the above rules are complied with, the Editor will do his best to insure the safe return of ineligible papers.

Printed and Published by W. & R. Chambers, 47 Paternoster Row, London, and 339 High Street, Edinburgh.

FOOTNOTES:

[1] We will be glad to receive and acknowledge any donations in aid of the Granton Marine Station.—Ed. C. J., Edinburgh.