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The CHILDLESS FATHER.
“Up, Timothy, up with your Staff and away!
Of coats and of jackets gray, scarlet and green,
white as snow,
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 passed; One Child did it bear, and that Child was his last.
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
erson who attends the funeral ordinarily takes a Sprig of this Box-wood, and throws it into the grave of the deceased.
OLD CUMBERLAND BEGGAR.
The class of Beggars to which the Old Man here 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 alms, sometimes in money, but mostly in provisions.
I saw an aged beggar in my walk,