He was early home, and the dead Dukite To hunt up his cattle. A three hours' ride From her breast, where 't was resting, the gleaming head "I've had vengeance, my fee: you took all I had." And so had the snake-David Sloane was mad! The dead were stretched on the moonlit floor, And lifted them both,-her boy on her breast,— 'Tis six long years since I heard that cry, You noticed a load like a peddler's pack? ZEK ZEKLE. 'EKLE crep' up, quite unbeknown, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender. Agin' the chimbly crooknecks hung, The ole queen's arm thet gran'ther Young The wannut logs shot sparkles out An' leetle fires danced all about The very room, coz she wuz in, She heerd a foot, an' knowed it, tu, All ways to once her feelin's flew He kin' o' l'itered on the mat, An' yet she gin her cheer a jerk, "You want to see my Pa, I s'pose?" "Wal, no; I come designin'-" "To see my Ma? She's sprinklin' clo'es Agin to-morrow's i'nin'." He stood a spell on one foot fust, Sez he, "I'd better call agin;" When Ma bimeby upon 'em slips, All kind o'smily round the lips Her blood riz quick, though, like the tide An' all I know is, they wuz cried In meetin', come nex' Sunday. JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. то THE FRUITS OF LABOR. the youthful aspirant of to-day, who is willing to take so humble a sentiment as Labor for his watchword, there are noble examples among the great names of the past to cheer him on his way. Some of the brightest lights that have adorned the generations in which they lived, and have led the way wherever they have appeared, are those that have been obliged to trust to their own hands for maintenance and aid. With strong wills and trusting hearts, their lives have exhibited that majesty which action, steady, noble, successful, alone can give. James Watt, the inventor of the steam engine, was in early life a toiling mechanic in indigent circumstances. He was employed by the university to repair and keep in order the apparatus used in illustrating the principles of natural philosophy and chemistry. Had he been like many mechanics, he would have been content with doing the work assigned, receiving his pay, and then smoking and drinking a portion of it, with such companions as he could induce to join him in the nearest saloon. But his mind, lit up with thought, was busy in inquiring into those laws which the apparatus he was employed to repair was designed to illustrate; and the thinking of that one man has performed more actual labor than all the slaves that have toiled and sweat since creation. The thinking of that man has revolutionized modern society, and unborn generations will rise up to bless his name. Nathaniel Bowditch was a Boston sailor boy, and spent the greater portion of his years as a practical navigator. He had no instructor, and no opportunities for study, except such as the deck or the cabin of his vessel could afford. On one occasion his vessel was windbound for a week in Boston harbor. On commencement day at the university, he walked over to Cambridge to hear the performance. At the close the president conferred some honorary titles, and among them he thought he heard the degree of A. M. conferred on Nathaniel Bowditch. He was not mistaken. They indeed gave their degrees to the sailor, and well they might, for he was writing books which scarcely one of the faculty of the university could understand. The "Practical Navigator," which was the result of his studies, has carried many a sailor through the storms and darkness of a tempestuous ocean, and has guided him safely over unknown seas. He died lamented as the man, the Christian, and the first mathematical scholar of his age. Elihu Burritt, the linguist, antiquary, and philanthropist, was left fatherless when a youth, in company with a numerous family of children, dependent upon their own exertions for support. He apprenticed himself to a blacksmith. But his mind was not satisfied with blowing bellows, turning his iron, and pounding it into shapes desired. He had, previous to this, acquired considerable |