FULL many a tongue and full many a pen Has told of the praise of the Life-boat men.

Their daring deeds are their country's boast, From the Shetland Isles to the Cornish coast; From treacherous quicksand and sunken rock, From the Yarmouth Roads and the Kentish Knock, Their fame is blown by the four winds' breath, And the whole world knows of their war with death.

The surge is white, and the clouds are black, And the waves swell high in the North wind's track, And women are weeping, and strong men quail For fear of the wrath of the angry gale ; But they reck not, they, of the winds that blow As forth in the teeth of the storm they go, And their craft floats light on the boiling wave, For God has given them lives to save.

Oh, shame on a Christian country, then, If it shuts its purse to its Life-boat men ! (ih, shame that a single life were lost, Because we have waited to count the cost! For the cause of the Life-boat claims by right The rich man's cheque and the widow's mite.

'Tis not a gift, but a dtbt to pay.

So, hurrah ! for the Life-boat Saturday.

From Judy.

NOTICE.

The next number of the LIFE-BOAT JOURNAL mil be published 1st November, 1893.