17. Though sad at being separated from their parents, and though they often wept until they could weep no longer when they thought of home, yet their hearts, like those of all children, were easily consoled, and their spirits were so elastic that they could not long be depressed.

18. Winona loved them tenderly; at night she slept between them, and during the day she would never leave them. She wore garlands of their wreathing, listened to their English songs, and frolicked with them in the woods and beside the running brooks.

QUESTIONS. 2. Why did Emma and Anna go out of the house? 4. Who caught them? 5. What did he question them about? 6. What did the Indians do? 10. How did the Indian village seem to the children? 11. To whom were they given? 14. What did they pray to God that he would do for them? 16. To whom did they become endeared? 18. What did they do for Winona?

LESSON XVI.

Spell and Define.

1. Affection, love, good-will.
3. Throbbing, beating violently.

4. Fran'tic, distracted, insane.

6. Ca-ress', to embrace with affection.

7. Home'sick-ness, grief caused by absence from home.

9. Ad-mit'tance, entrance.

10. Mo'ment-a-ry, for a short time.

12. Sym'pa-thiz-ing, feeling for another.
13. Pal'pi-ta-ted, beat, fluttered.
14. Com-pre-hend'ing, understanding.
14. Re-vul'sion, a change.

16. Pas'tor, a minister of the Gospel.
17. Chide, to blame, to reprove.
19. Un-ut'ter-a-ble, inexpressible.
20. Ac-com'pa-ni-ed, attended.

ERRORS.2. Nus'ed for nurs'ed; 4. sor'rer-ful for sorrowful; 5. scarter for scat'ter; 8. hus'bun for hus'band; 8. bayde for bade; 9. deps for depths; 11. for. rerd for forward; 17. a-gayne' for a-gain' · 17. in-ter-est'ing for inter-est-ing; 19. sence for since.

THE LOST CHILDREN, CONCLUDED.

C. A. LIVERMORE.

1. Two months passed away; all the Indian women in the village were speaking of the love that had sprung up

NOTE. a See Indian, page 131 note b.

between the little white girls and the copper-colored Winona and many a hard hand smoothed the golden curls of the little captives in token of affection.

2. Then Winona was taken sick; her body glowed with the fever-heat, her eyes became dull, and day and night she moaned with pain. With surprising care and tenderness, Emma and Anna nursed the suffering child, for to them were her glowing and burning hands extended for relief rather than to her mother.

3. They held her throbbing head, lulled her to sleep, and bathed her hot temples, moistened her parched lips, and soothed her distresses; but they could not win her from the power of death, — and she died!

4. Oh! it was a sorrowful thing to them to part with their little playmate, to see the damp earth heaped upon her lovely form, and to feel that she was forever hid from their sight! They wept, and with the almost frantic mother, laid their faces on the tiny grave, and moistened it with their tears.

5. Hither they often came to scatter the freshest flowers, and to weep for the home they feared they would never again see; and here they often kneeled in united prayer to that God who bends on prayerful children a loving eye, and spreads over them a shadowing wing.

6. The childless Indian woman now loved them more than ever; but the death of Winona had opened afresh the fountains of their grief, and often did she find them weeping so bitterly that she could not comfort them. She would draw them to her bosom, and tenderly caress them, but it availed

not.

7. When the month of October came, with its sear foliage and fading flowers, Emma and Anna had grown so thin, and pale, and feeble, from their wearing home-sickness, that they stayed all day in the wigwam, going out only to visit Winona's grave. They drooped and drooped, and those who saw them

said, "The white children will die, and lie down with Winona."

8. The Indian mother gazed at their pallid faces, and wept; she loved them, and could not bear to part with them; but she saw they would die, and calling her husband, she bade him convey them to the home of their father. Many were the tears she shed at parting with them; and when they disappeared among the thick trees, she threw herself, in an agony of grief, upon the mats within the wigwam.

9. It was Sabbath noon when the children arrived in sight of their father's house; here the Indian left them, and plunged again into the depths of the forest. They could gain no admittance into the house, and they hastened to the meetinghouse, where they hoped to find their parents. They reached the church; the congregation was singing; silently and unobserved they entered, and seated themselves at the remotest part of the building.

10. The singing ceased; there was a momentary pause, and their father rose before them. Oh, how was he changed! Pale, very pale, thin, and sad, was his face; and Emma's and Anna's heart smote them as being the cause of this change.

11. They leaned forward to catch a glimpse of their mother, but in her accustomed seat sat a lady dressed in black, and this, they thought, could not be she; they little thought that their parents mourned for them as for the dead, believing they should see them no more.

12. Mr. Wilson took his text from Psalms: "It is good for me that I have been afflicted." With a tremulous voice he spoke of their recent afflictions, of the sudden invasion of the colony, the burning of their dwellings, the wounding of some of their number; and then his tones became more deeply

NOTES.a See Sabbath, page 134, note a. b'The Psalms were originally written in Hebrew poetry, and are reckoned among the highest efforts of poetical genius. They were composed by different persons, some of whom are known; as David, Sol omon, Asaph, Heman, &c.

tremulous, for he spoke of his children. The sobs of his sympathizing people filled the house, and the anguish of the father's feelings became so intense, that he bowed his head upon the Bible and wept aloud.

13. The hearts of the children palpitated with emotion; their sobs rose above all others; and taking each other by the hand, the wan, emaciated, poorly-dressed little girls hastened to the pulpit, where stood their father, with face bowed upon the leaves of the Holy Book, and laying their hands upon his passive arm, they sobbed forth, "Father! father!"

14. He raised his head, gazed eagerly and wildly upon the children, and comprehending at once the whole scene, the revulsion of feeling that came over him was so great, the sorrow for the dead being instantly changed into joy for the living, that he staggered backward, and would have fallen but for the timely support of a chair.

15. The whole house was in instant confusion; in a moment they were clasped in their mother's arms, and kisses and tears and blessings were mingled together upon their white, thin cheeks.

16. "Let us thank God for the return of our children!" said the pastor; and all kneeling reverently, he thanked our merciful heavenly Father, in the warm and glowing language of a deeply grateful heart, for restoring to his arms those whom he had wept as lost to him forever.

17. There was joy in that village that night! Again and again the children told their interesting story, and those who listened forgot to chide their disobedience, or to harshly

reprove.

.

18. Need I tell you how they were pressed to the bosoms of the villagers; how tears were shed for their sufferings, and those of the little, lost Winona, whom they did not forget; how caresses were lavished upon them, and prayers offered to God that their lives, which he had so wonderfully preserved, might be spent in usefulness and piety? No, I need not, for you can imagine it all.

19. The sermon, which was so happily interrupted by the entrance of the children, was the first Mr. Wilson had attempted to preach since the day they were stolen; the wounds he that day received, and the illness that immediately afterwards ensued, with his unutterable grief for the loss of his children, had confined him mostly to his bed during their absence.

20. On the next Sabbath, Emma and Anna accompanied their father and mother once more to church, when Mr. Wilson preached from these words: "Oh! give thanks unto the Lord, for he is good, and his mercy endureth forever!"

QUESTIONS. 2. What happened to Winona? 4. What did Emma and Anna do when their playmate died? 6. How did the Indian mother of Winona now regard them ? 8. What did she tell her husband to do with them? 9. Where did the children find their parents? 11. Why did they not know their mother? 12. In what were the Psalms originally written? 12. Are all the authors known? 13. How did they make themselves known to their father? 15. What did their mother do? 16. For what did their father give thanks to God?

2. He-ro'ic, bold, brave.

LESSON XVII.

Spell and Define.

4. Chieftain, a commander. [thing. 4. Un-con'scious, not knowing any5. Boom'ing, rushing with a heavy 6. Brave, bold.

7. Shroud, a rope of a ship.

[sound.

7. Wreath'ing, twisting.
8. Gallant, heroic.

8. Ban'ners, flags, streamers,
9. Fragments, pieces broken off.
10. Helm, the rudder of a ship.
10. Pen'non, a small flag.

ERRORS.-2. Stawm for storm; 3. heerd for heard; 4. chief'tun for chief'tain; 7. sroud for shroud; 8. wropped for wrap'ped; 9. bust for burst; 9. seound for sound.

CASABIANCA.

MRS. HEMANS.

1. THE boy stood on the burning deck,
Whence all but him had fled!

NOTE. -a Casabianca (käs-sä-be-an'ka); a boy about thirteen years old, and son of the admiral of the ship Orient. which was burned in the battle of the Nile.