My Own

340 IMPROVEMENT ERA. the Lord shall be established in the top of the mountains, ami it shall be exalted above the hills; and people shall flow unto it. And many nations shall come, and 'say, Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths: for the law shall go forth of Zion, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.—Micah 4; 1, 2. MY OWN. I love him, for he's always kind; I love him for his noble mind. His voice ne'er gives a tone of fret, Discouraged wail, nor e'en regret. Each day he makes the best of life, Seeks happiness, but never strife. A happy heart, the dower given ' To him I love—a gift from heaven. Methinks the cloud with silver lining Through his dear heart is ever shining; For he finds joy the livelong day; ' God knows it is a tappy way. What wonder then that I, his wife, For his love breathe thanks each day of life? No matter that the dark days come, He finds a hope and brings it home— Instead of sorrow evermore, To one who waits witin the door For the loving clasp of that strong arm That ever shields her safe from harm. His smile is sunshine, love and gold, Such love as never does grow old. His thorough worth none e'er denies. God bless my love! I won the prize.—Selected.