Shrinking from high-strung duty, the brave way
Of an imperial spirit. So to-day
Your People bow—in pride.
The sympathy of millions is your own.
May Glory long be guardian of your Throne,
Love ever at its side!
ENTIRELY UNSOLICITED TESTIMONIAL.—Dartmoor.—Gentlemen,—Two years ago I wrote somebody else's name with one of your pens. Since then I have used no other.
Yours faithfully, A.F. ORGER.
"To Messrs. STEAL, KNIBBS & CO."