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6. It would be interesting to know who those city boys were who made the young rustic an object of sport. What have they come to? What have they accomplished? Who has heard of the fame of their attainments ? Scholars should be careful how they laugh at a classmate because of his unpolished manners or coarse raiment. Under that rough exterior may be concealed talents that will move a nation and dazzle a world, when they in their turn might justly be made a laughing-stock on account of their inefficiency.”


6. WISH FOR NO Man's MONEY. THE health, and strength, and freshness, and sweet sleep of

, you. Hearts unsoiled by the deep sin of covetousness beat fondly with your own. None-ghoul-like-listen for the deathtick in your chămber. Your shoes have value in men's eyes, only when you tread in them. The smiles no wealth can purchase greet you, living; and tears that rarely drop on rosewood coffins, will fall from pitying eyes upon you, dying.

2. Be wise in being content with competency. You have, to eat, to drink, to wear, enough? then have you all the rich man hath. What though he fares more sumptuously ?8 He shortens life-increases pains and aches--impairs his health thereby. What if his raiments be more costly? God loves him none the more, and man's respect in such regard comes ever mingled with

his envy

3. Nature is yours in all her glory : her ever-varying and forever beautiful face smiles peace upon you. Her hills and valleys, fields and flowers, and rocks, and streams, and holy places, know no desecration' in the step of poverty; but welcome ever to their wealth of beauty-rich and poor alike.

* Ex té' ri or, outside.-_In ef fi' cien cy, inability ; want of power to produce the effect.-- * Covetousness (kův' et yus nes), an excessive de sire for gain.— * Ghồul-like, a ghoul was an imaginary evil being, among the Eastern nations, that was supposed to feed upon the dead. -Com' pe ten cy, sufficiency for some end or duty.–Sảmpt' u ous ly, at great cost.- Des e crà' tion, turning from its sacred character ; misuging.

4. Be content! The robin chirps as gayly as the gorgeous bird of Paradise. Less gaudy is his plumage, less splendid his surroundings. Yet no joy that cheers the Eastern beauty, out comes upon his barren hills to bless the nest that robin builds. His flight's as strong, his note as gay; and in his humble home the light of happiness shines all as bright, because no cloud of envy Jims it.

5. Let us, then, labor and be strong, in the best use of that we have; wasting no golden hours in idle wishes for things that hurden those who own them, and could not bless us if we had them, as the gifts already bestowed by a Wisdom that never errs. Being content, the poorest man is rich : while he who counts his millions, hath little joy if he be otherwise.

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7. LAD AND HIS NEIGHBOR. HAD," said William Lad, the apostle of peace, "a fine

field of grain, growing upon an out-farm, at some distance from the homestead. Whenever I rode by I saw my neighbor Pulcifer's sheep in the lot, destroying my hopes of a harvest. These sheep were of the gaunt, long-legged kind, active as spaniels; they would spring over the highest fence, and no partition wall could keep them out.

2. “I complained to neighbor Pulcifer about them, sent him frequent messages, but all without avail. Perhaps they would be kept out for a day or two; but the legs of his sheep were lõng, and my grain more tempting than the adjoining pasture. I rode by again—the sheep were still there; I became angry, and told my men to set the dogs on them; and, if that would not do, I would pay them, if they would shoot the sheep. 3. I rode

away much agitated; for I was not so much of a peace man then as I am now, and I felt literallyộ full of fight.

"Gor' geous, splendid ; having bright colors.—”Gåud' y, showy.* Apostle (a pôs' sl), a person sent; one engaged in spreading any doctrine or belief.—Home' stead, the place of a mansion-house.—Gåunt, tall and thin: slender; lean.—Lit' er al ly, strictly; exactly to the letter.




all at once, a light flashed in upon me. I asked myself, Would it not be well for you to try in your own concuct the peace principle you are teaching to others l' I thought it all over, and settled down in my mind as to the best course to be pursued. The next day I rode over to see neighbor Pulcifer. I found him chopping wood at his door.

4. “Good morning, neighbor! No answer. “Good morning! I repeated. He gave a kind of grunt without looking up. 'I came,' continued I, 'to see about the sheep.' At this, he threw down his axe and exclaimed, in an angry manner : • Now aren't you a pretty' neighbor, to tell your men to kill my sheep? I heard of it; a rich man, like you, to shoot a poor man's sheep!

5. “I was wrong, neighbor,' said I ; but it won't do to let your sheep eat up all that grain; so I came over to say, that I would take your sheep to my homestead pasture, and put them in with mine; and in the fall you shall take them back, and if any one is missing, you may take your pick out of my whole flock.'

6. “Pulcifer looked confounded; he did not know how to take me.

At last he stammered out: “Now, 'Squire, are you in earnest ? Certainly I am,' I answered; it is better for me to feed your sheep in my pasture on grass, than to feed them here on grain; and I see the fence can't keep them out.?

7. “After a moment's silence, 'The sheep shan't trouble you any more,' exclaimed Pulcifer. "I will fetter them all. But I'll let you know that, when any man talks of shooting, I can shoot, too; and when they are kind and neighborly, I can be kind, too.

8. “The sheep never again trespassed on my lot. And, my friends," he would continue, addressing the audience,“ remember that when you talk of injuring your neighbors, they will talk of injuring you. When nations threaten to fight, other nations will be ready, too. Love will begět love; a wish to be at peace will keep you in peace. You can overcome evil with good. There is no other way.”

• Pretty (prlt' ty). -"Três' passed, passed over the boundary line of another's land

8. THE Boy.

1. THERE'S something in a noble boy

A brave, free-hearted, careless one,
With his uncheck'd, unbidden joy,

His dread of books and love of fun,
And in his clear and ready smile,
Unshaded by a thought of guile,

And unrepress'd' by sadness,-
Which brings me to my childhood back,
As if I trod its věry track,

And felt its very gladness.
2. And yet, it is not in his play,

When every trace of thought is lost,
And not when you would call him gay,

That his bright presence thrills me most
His shout may ring upon the hill,

His voice be echo'd in the hall,
His měrry laugh like music trill,

And I in sadness hear it all,
For, like the wrinkles on my brow,
I scarcely notice such things now,-

3. But when, amid the earnest game,

He stops, as if he music heard,
And, heedless of his shouted name

As of the cărol of a bird,
Stands gazing on the empty air,
As if some dream were passing there;-

'Tis then that on his face I look-
His beautiful but thoughtful face-

And, like a long-forgotten book,
Its sweet familiar meanings trace, -
4. Remembering a thousand things
Which passed me on those golden wings,

Which time has fetter'd now;

Un re préssed', not subdued. - Cår' ol, a song of joy.



Things that came o'er me with a thrill,
And left me silent, sad, and still,
And threw upon my

A holier and a gentler cast,

That was too innocent to last.
5. 'Tis strānge how thoughts upon a child

Will, like a presence, sometimes press,
And when his pulse is beating wild,

And life itself is in excess'
When foot and hand, and ear and eye,
Are all with ardor straining high-

How in his heart will spring
A feeling whose mysterious thrall?
Is stronger, sweeter far than all!

And on its silent wing,
How, with the clouds, he'll float away,
As wandering and as lost as they! N. P. WILLIS.


LITTLE shepherd, about twelve years old, one day aban

doned" the flock which had been committed to his care, and set off for Florence, where he knew no one but a lad of his own age, almost as poor as himself, and who, like him, had left the village of Cortona, to become a scullion' in the kitchen of the Cardinal Sachetti. A far nobler object conducted Peter to Florence. He knew that that city contained an academy of fine arts, a school of painting, and the little shepherd was ambitious of being a painter.

2. After searching throughout the city, he stopped at the gate of the Cardinal's palace, and inhaling from a distance the odor of the kitchen, he waited patiently until his lordship was served,

• Ex céss', more than what is necessary ; overflowing.–Mys tè' rious, secret; not easily understood.—3 Thrall, bondage, slavery.-*A bån' doned, forsook.-- Flor' ence, a noted city in Italy, capital of the Grand Duchy of Tuscany.-Cor tỏ' na, a town of Tuscany.-- Scůll'ion, the lowest order of servants.

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