THE WOULD-BE TRAVELLERS.

ARTHUR.
Oh, if I only had a pair
Of Indian snow-shoes I could wear,
The storms might beat, the winds might blow,
Across the drifts I'd northward go,
And see the Northland's splendid sights,—
The red, and green, and yellow lights,
That up the sky at night-time stream,
The icebergs on the sea that gleam,
And, peering from his hut of snow,
In walrus-coat, the Esquimau;
And with my loud hurrah I'd scare
From out his den the grizzly bear.

BERTHA.
And, if I only had a boat,
I'd spread my sail, and eastward float,
And see the far-off Eastern lands,
The palm-trees, and the desert sands,
The camels and the caravans;
Tall shining towers, and curious towns,
And men with turbans on, and gowns;
And bring home, lovely to behold,
A charming dress of cloth-of-gold.

DICK.
And, if I only had a horse,
I'd westward, westward take my course;
With flying feet and floating mane
He'd gallop with me o'er the plain;
As lightly as the wind we'd pass
Across the waving prairie-grass,
And strange, tall blossoms, blue and red,
Would nod about my horse's head.
ELSIE.
And, if I had some wings to fly,
I'd southward soar along the sky,
And see the Southland all aglow
With roses, when with us there's snow;
And flutter down to rest me, where
The starry myrtle scents the air,
And humming-birds dart out and in
The blossoms of the jessamine;
Where his green mate the parrot calls,
And oranges, like golden balls,
Hang on the boughs, I'd spend the hours
In gathering figs, and plucking flowers.
LITTLE SUSIE.
Oh, if you want to, and you can,
I'm willing you should roam;
But I'm dear mother's little girl,
I'll stay with her at home.
MARIAN DOUGLAS.