As he thinks of his Christian act. So we say to this man ; ' ' What you state it is true, We are under a ban (For the good of your screw) For the trade which means ruin to ChinA Means very fair profits to you. Then he smiles a sad smile, And he winks with his eye ; " We are making a pile. He observes with a sigh, By this traffic. So, though I am sorry, I fear this poor heathen must die." VYhich I wish to remark And my language is plain. That for ways that are dark. And for longings for gain, The Christian man is peculiar ; Which the same 1 am free to maintain. 52 LOCAL LYRICS. HUMILITY. Bv AN Aspirant. From youth profound liuitiillty lias been my leading trait, From iinytliing approaeliini,' prido I'm sim^'ularly free ; But still, in common justice, I feel called upon to say That Nature never framed a man to be compared witli me. Now, when a person like myself is competent to guide