She answered him kindly with her gentle eyes, and sniffed at him lovingly and they understood each other.

Then he took from his pocket two pepper-corns, and made the old drake swallow them, and tried him softly upon his legs.

Old Tom stood up quite bravely and clapped his wings and shook the wet from his tail feathers. And then he went away into the court-yard, and his family gathered. about him, and stood up and put their bills together to thank God for this great deliverance.

Definitions.

- R. D. Blackmore.

Anthem, solemn hymn. Roystering, being noisy. Chivalry, honorable courage. Misliking, not liking.

Change into our usual language the expression, "Wherein he was wont to quest." Make a list of six other quaint or curious words or expressions in this lesson, and change them into ordinary language.

LOUD TONE DRILL.

Hurrah! Hurrah! it shakes the wave,

It thunders on the shore

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One nation evermore!

HERO STORIES.

28. HEROES OF INDUSTRY.

CHAUNCEY JEROME.

Poor boys had a hard time of it in New England eighty years ago. Chauncey Jerome was one of them. But he was a hero, and hard times are no match for a hero. One time a great, lazy boy had a load of wood to chop, and little Chauncey, only eight or nine years old, chopped it for him for one cent. He often chopped wood for the neighbors on moonlight nights for a few cents a load. He was never afraid of work.

At eleven years of age he went away from home to work on a farm. The farmer kept him steadily at it early and late, hot and cold, rain and shine. Often he spent all day, chopping down trees, with his shoes full of snow. For three years he toiled on in this way. Then he learned the carpenter's trade. Here his work was as hard as ever. He often walked thirty miles in one day in the hot sun, with his carpenter tools on his back. But nothing could discourage him.

All this time he was thinking

of clocks and how he could learn to make them. There were few clocks in those days, and they were only wooden ones. The wheels and works were cut out with a small saw and a jackknife. One day he overheard some men talking about the folly

of a clock-maker who was trying to make two hundred clocks all at one time.

"He'll never live long enough to finish them," said

one.

"If he should," said another, "he could not possibly sell so many."

Chauncey Jerome lived to make and to sell two hundred thousand clocks in one year.

Up to this time cheap clocks were made only of wood. When crossing the sea the wheels were often spoiled by swelling. One night the thought darted into Chauncey's mind: "A cheap clock can be made of brass as well as of wood."

It kept him awake nearly all night. He began to carry out the idea, and clocks of his making ticked during his lifetime at Jerusalem, Saint Helena, Calcutta, Honolulu, and most of the other far away places of the

earth. His business grew by his industry until he had made millions of clocks and acquired a large fortune.

ICHABOD WASHBURN.

Did you know that every piano contains several miles of wire? Then think of all the pianos in the world, and all the telegraph lines that run everywhere over the great earth, and all the cable wires used on street car lines and stretched over the bottom of the sea, and you will see that somewhere millions of miles of wire must have been made.

The great hero of wire-making is Ichabod Washburn. Like Chauncey Jerome, the hero of Yankee clock-making, Ichabod was a poor boy. He was a boy hero before he was a man hero.

When only nine years of age he was put out to work with a harness and carriage maker, and it was the boy's business to take care of a horse and two cows, light fires, chop wood, run errands, and work in the shop.

What would the boys who read this think of going to mill on a frosty morning astride a bag of corn on the horse's back, without stockings or shoes, and with trousers half way up to the knees? Ichabod often had to make a trip like this.

At fourteen, he had learned the trade of harnessmaking. Happening, one day, to go into a cotton factory, for the first time in his life he saw machinery at work. No more harness-making for him! He could not rest till he began to work in machinery. In the meantime he learned the blacksmith's trade.

At last he began the business of making wire. At that time no fine wire was made in the United States, and a

man with the best machine in use could make only fifty pounds of coarse wire in a day. Washburn improved this machine till a good workman could make five or six hundred pounds. By another improvement which he made, the product was increased to two thousand five hundred pounds a day. His great invention was his machinery for making steel wire for pianos, and he was never satisfied till he produced a wire that he could honestly claim to be the best in the world.

men.

Mr. Washburn always worked in the shop with his This was a part of the work he loved. He always said that boys were not properly educated unless they were required to use their hands as well as their heads.

In a book called "The Captains of Industry," Mr. James Parton has told of many such heroes as those described in this lesson. You may read there of Peter Cooper, the glue-maker; of David Maydole, the hammermaker; of Myron Holly, the market-gardener; of Robert Owen, the cotton-manufacturer; and nearly one hundred more of the great heroes of industry in this country and in Europe, and you will like the stories, too.

To be memorized:

Give me a man who says,

"I will do something well, And make the fleeting days

A story of labor tell."

Read, if accessible, "Self Help."- Samuel Smiles. "Getting on in the World."- William Matthews. "The Captains of Industry."— James Parton.

INFLECTION DRILL.

Can storied urn, or animated bust,

Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust,

Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?

STORIES FROM THE BEST AUTHORS.

29. TOM AND ARTHUR AT RUGBY.

"Tom Brown at Rugby," and "Tom Brown at Oxford," are two of the best books for boys ever written. They give us pictures of life in the great English colleges, and show the noble character of that greatest of all good teachers, Dr. Arnold, who influenced the lives of so many boys in college, and therefore so much of English life and history. No boy can ever forget the scene of the boat-race in "Tom Brown at Rugby."

Articulation. - one another's beds; crossed his | mind; finished his washing; rushed | into | bed; mocked.

Tom Brown led Arthur up stairs to No. 4, and showed him his bed. It was a huge, high, airy room, with two large windows looking on to the school close. There were twelve beds in the room. The one in the farthest corner by the fireplace was occupied by the sixth-form boy, who was responsible for the discipline of the room.

Being fags, the eldest of the boys was not more than about sixteen years old, and they were all bound to be in bed by ten.

Within a few minutes, all the boys who slept in No. 4 had come up. The little fellows went quietly to their own beds, and began undressing and talking to each other in whispers; while the elder, among whom was Tom, sat chatting about on one another's beds, with their jackets and waistcoats off.

Poor little Arthur was overwhelmed with the novelty of his position. The idea of sleeping in the room with strange boys had clearly never crossed his mind before, and was as painful as it was strange to him. He could hardly bear to take his jacket off; however, presently, with an effort, off it came, and then he paused, and looked at Tom, who was sitting at the bottom of his bed talking and laughing.