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The CHILDLESS FATHER.
Up, Timothy, up with your Staff and away!
-Of coats and of jackets both grey, red and green,
The bason of box-wood,* just six months before,
* In several parts of the North of England, when a funeral takes place, a bason full of Sprigs of Box-wood is placed at
A Coffin through Timothy's threshold had pass'd, One Child did it bear and that Child was his last.
Now fast up the dell came the noise and the fray, The horse and the horn, and the hark! hark away! Old Timothy took up his Staff, and he shut ! With a leisurely motion the door of his hut.,
Perhaps to himself at that moment he said,
the door of the house from which the Coffin is taken up, and each person who attends the funeral ordinarily takes a Sprig of this Box-wood, and throws it into the grave of the deceased.
The OLD CUMBERLAND BEGGAR,
The class of Beggars to which the old man hete described belongs, will probably soon be extinct. It consisted of poor, and, mostly, old and infirm persons, who confined themselves to a stated round in their neighbourhood, and had certain fixed days, on which, at different houses, they regularly received charity; sometimes in money, but mostly in provisions.
I saw an aged Beggar in my walk,