Westward again I turned my gaze, and saw
Two gliding stars, like gems set in the crown
Of sable night, brilliant though purely pale,
Together wending to the deep dark sea

Which spread beneath. Together they drew near
The dim horizon, and together sank,

Leaving a faint soft silvery glimmer where

Their path lay through the calm, still heaven above.

Thus sped that Autumn night till well-nigh dawn Began to redden in the eastern sky.

Is it, then, morn, indeed? Or do I still
Ponder and dream? Yes, dawns indeed the morn,
That morn I've long'd to see, and it has come.
With heart and voice and prayer I welcome give
To thee, bright Autumn morn, as with thee come
Loved memories of the past.

And there are friends
Whom, on this happy morn, I haste to greet.
For them I'd weave a garland, and again
Bind on their honour'd brows if not the bloom
Of orange-flower, the leaflets pure and fair
That fall like snowflakes from the almond tree.
This is their Golden Wedding. Praise to Him
Who on their bridal morning made them one,
And still their plighted faith unbroken views!

All blessings, then, be yours, kind friends and true, Over whose common lot now fifty years

Have shed their influence, sunshine and shade,
Sorrow and joy commingled. Ye have climb'd

Life's upward path together, may ye now

Move gently, slowly to the bourne of rest!

Do ye remember? Thrice ten years and ten

Have passed, since 'neath your roof-tree greeting came
To one, a stranger then, no stranger now.
He saw young olive-branches climbing round
Your table. Now he sees them goodly plants,
Parents themselves of nurselings, promise fair
To those who tend them. He has shared your joys,
Shared, too, what sorrows have been meted you
Within a cup with blessing brimming o'er.

And now the parent roof sends back the sound
Of childhood's merry laugh, with chasten'd glee
Of youth and manhood. Happy may ye be
Who see your children's children gather'd round

The altar rear'd to holy love and truth
Within your mansion! Happy bridal day,
Your fiftieth--the golden! Happy he―

Your guest once more, who comes to share your smile,
To clasp kind hands, no longer warm with youth,
Yet warm with unchill'd friendship as of old!

Dear friends, farewell, whom in my manhood's morn
I knew and loved, whom yet I know and love
With closer friendship and still closer love,
Farewell! and when the gate of life is open'd
For one to enter, may it open stand

For both, that, like those emblems of my dream
Together wending westward, ye may both

Shine in that firmament that lies beyond

All chance and change, all sorrow, pain, and grief,
Bright with the radiance of eternal day.

OUR PORTRAIT GALLERY.

SECOND SERIES.-No. 32.

THE REV. JOHN EADIE, D.D., LL.D., &c.

Professor of Biblical Literature and Exegesis in the United Presbyterian Church of Scotland.

Ir is with a regret which will be very widely shared, both at home and abroad, that we are obliged to introduce our biographical notice of Professor Eadie with a reference to his death, which occurred, after a brief illness, on the 3rd of June last.

John Eadie was born in the village of Alva, in Stirlingshire, on the 9th May, 1813. So far as worldly wealth is concerned, his parentage was humble. At the time of his birth his father was in advanced age; he was his mother's only child; and he had the advantage of careful early training both under her and under his first teachers.

The rudiments of education he received at the parish school of Alva; and he afterwards became a pupil in the academy of the Rev. Mr. Browning, of Tillicoultry, a village about two miles east from Alva. Mr. Browning was a noted disciplinarian, but his stern severity was accompanied with high teaching powers and far more than average scholarship. He spared not the rod, but he spoiled not the child. He has been aptly described as a man "of great, though irregularly-developed and illbalanced powers, of extensive but rather confused information, and of inflexible strength of will;" a stern disciplinarian, who "had all the faith of Solomon in the wholesome efficacy of the rod;" and who "regarded the general tendency of the teaching profession at that time to abandon corporal punishment as foolishly and injuriously sentimental; and was never slow to give practical effect to his views."

It would have been interesting to have brought Mr. Browning and Dr. Thomas Arnold into contact with each other. The great Rugby schoolmaster worked on principles very different from those adopted by the pedagogue of Tillicoultry. But both were successful teachers. Probably Dr. Eadie was the most distinguished among Mr. Browning's