SONG OF THE FIFTH RIVER When first by Eden Tree, The Four Great Rivers ran, But after this was ordained, (The ancient legends tell), There came dark Israel, For whom no River remained. Then He That is Wholly Just, And a Fifth Great River shall run, In secret the Earth around; And Her secret evermore, Shall be shown to thee and thy Race.' So it was said and done. And, deep in the veins of Earth, And Israel laid down His sceptre and his crown, For reason that none might know. He is Lord of the Last The Fifth, most wonderful, Flood. A thousand leagues to the South. A Prince without a Sword, As it was ordered to be. THE TREASURE AND THE LAW NOW it was the third week in November, and the woods rang with the noise of pheasant-shooting. No one hunted that steep, cramped country except the village beagles, who, as often as not, escaped from their kennels and made a day of their own. Dan and Una found a couple of them towling round the kitchen-garden after the laundry cat. The little brutes were only too pleased to go rabbiting, so the children ran them all along the brook pastures and into Little Lindens farm-yard, where the old sow vanquished them and up to the quarry-hole, where they started a fox. He headed for Far Wood, and there they frightened out all the pheasants who were sheltering from a big beat across the valley. Then the cruel guns began again, and they grabbed the beagles lest they should stray and get hurt. 'I wouldn't be a pheasant-in Novemberfor a lot,' Dan panted, as he caught Folly by the neck. 'Why did you laugh that horrid way?' 'I didn't,' said Una, sitting on Flora, the fat lady-dog. 'Oh, look! The silly birds are going back to their own woods instead of ours, where they would be safe.' An 'Safe till it pleased you to kill them.' old man, so tall he was almost a giant, stepped |