ERE long around our island home Tempestuous winds shall blow; Ships safe to-day, far, far away May then to pieces go.

Would yon one seaman should perish, On rock or Goodwin Sand, For lack of a "Royal" Life-boat, Or aid of helping hand ? Somebody dear to somebody, Toss'd by the angry sea, Praying to God for a Life-boat, Speaks both to you and me.

Help I help Life-boat men with gold, then, Oh, loving hearts and true, For they may save from wat'ry grave Somebody dear to you.

Glasgow.

JAMES H. STENHOUSE.

NOTICE.

The next number of the LIFE-BOAT JOURNAL will be published 1st November, 1894.