3. "Have you seen anything of my hogs ?" said he.

sir, you will find them yonder, eating some corn which they tore

"Yes, sir," said I; - "How

"hogs love corn, you know,- they were made to eat.”.

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inuch mischief have they done?" O, not much," said I.— Well, off he went to look, and estimated the damage to be equal to a bushel and a half of corn. O, no," said I, "it can't be." "Yes," said the shoemaker, " and I will pay you every cent of the damage."-"No," replied I, "you shall pay me nothing. My geese have been a great trouble to you."

4. The shoemaker blushed, and went home. The next winter, when we came to settle, the shoemaker determined to pay me for my corn. "No," said I, "I shall take nothing." After some talk, we parted; but in a few days I met him on the road, and we fell into conversation in the most friendly manner. But when I started on he seemed lōth to move, and I paused. For a moment both of us were silent. At last he said, “I have something laboring on my mind.”. "Well, what is it?"

"Those geese. I killed three of your geese, and I shall never rest until you know how I feel. I am sorry." And the tears came into his eyes.

5. " O well," said I, "never mind; I suppose my geese were provoking." I never took anything of him for it; but when my cattle broke into his fields, after this, he seemed glad, because he could show how patient he could be. Now," said I to my children, "conquer yourselves, and you can conquer with kindness where you can conquer in no other way." ANON.

LXXVII.

HORATIUS OFFERS TO DEFEND THE BRIDGE.

1. THEN outspake brave Horatius, the captain of the gate:
"To every man upon the earth death cometh, soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers and the temples of his gods?

2. "Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, with all the speed ye may;
I, with two more to help me, will hold the foe in play.

In yon strait path a thousand may well be stopped by three;
Now, who will stand on either hand, and keep the bridge with me?"

8. Then outspake Spurius Lartius; a Ramnian bold was he: "Lo! I will stand at thy right hand, and keep the bridge with thee."

And outspake strong Herminius; of Titian blood was he:

"I will abide on thy left side, and keep the bridge with thee."

4. " 'Horatius,” quoth the Consul," as thou say'st, so let it be !” And straight against that great array forth went the dauntless three For Romans in Rome's quarrels spared neither land nor gold,

Nor son nor wife, nor limb nor life, in the brave days of old.

LXXVIII.

GOOD ADVICE.

Macaulay.

1. YE who would save your features florid,
Līthe limbs, bright eyes, unwrinkled forehead,
From age's devastation horrid,

Adopt this plan;

"T will make, in climate cold or torrid,
A hale old man.

2. Avoid in youth luxurious diet;
Restrain the passions' lawless riot;
Devoted to domestic quiet,

3. Seek not in Mammon's worship pleasure,
But find a far superior treasure

In books, friends, music, polished leisure:
The mind, not sense,

Make the sole scale by which ye measure
Your opulence.

4. This is the solace, this the science,
With trust in God, life's best appliance,-
That disappoints not man's reliance,

Whate'er his state;

But challenges, with calm defiance,

Time, fortune, fate.

H. Smith

LXXIX.

ALL HIS WORKS PRAISE HIM.

1. In that beautiful part of Germany which borders on the Rhine, there is a noble estate, as you travel on the western bank of the river, which you may see lifting its ancient towers on the opposite side, above the grove of trees about as old as itself.

2. About forty years ago, there lived in that castle a noble gentleman, whom we shall call Baron Mansberg. He had only one son, who was not only a comfort to his father, but a blessing to all who lived on his father's land.

3. It happened, on a certain occasion, that, this young man being from home, there came a French gentleman to the castle, who was a flippant, shallow assailant of that faith in Deity which all good men entertain. He began talking of sacred things in terms that chilled the old baron's blood; on which the baron reproved him, saying, “Are you not afraid of offending God, who reigns above, by speaking in such a manner?"

4. The gentleman (if gentleman we ought to call him) said he knew nothing about God, for he had never seen him. The baron this time did not notice what the gentleman said; but the next morning he conducted him about his castle grounds, and took occasion first to show him a very beautiful picture that hung on the wall. The gentleman admired the picture very much, and said, "Whoever drew this picture knows very well how to use the pencil."

5. " My son drew that picture," said the baron. “Then your son is a clever man," replied the gentleman. The baron then went with his visitor into the garden, and showed him many beautiful flowers, and plantations of forest trees. "Who has the ordering of this garden?" asked the gentleman. son," replied the baron; "he knows every plant, I may say, from the cedar of Lebanon to the hyssop on the wall." 66 'Indeed!" said the gentleman; "I shall think very highly of him, soon."

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6. The baron then took him into the village, and showed him a small, neat cottage, where his son had established a school and where he caused all young children who had lost their par

ents to be received and nourished at his own expense. The children in the house looked so innocent, and so happy, that the gentleman was very much pleased, and when he returned to the castle he said to the baron, "What a happy man you are, to have so good a son!"

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7. "How do you know I have so good a son? "Because I have seen his works; and I know that he must be good and clever, if he has done all that you have shown me.” "But you have not seen him.' "No, but I know him very well, because I judge of him by his works."

8. "True," replied the baron; "and in this way I judge of the character of our Heavenly Father. I know, by his works, that he is a being of infinite wisdom, and power, and goodness." The Frenchman felt the force of the reproof, and was careful not to offend the good baron any more by his remarks.

LXXX.

From the German.

PETER THE GREAT AND THE DESERTER. The following scene is founded on an incident in the life of Peter the Great, CzarEI of Russia, who in 1697 went to Holland to learn the art of ship-building. He assumed the disguise and name of a common workman, was employed in the ship-yards at Saardam, and received wages like a common ship-carpenter.

Peter. (Disguised as a carpenter.) WELL, before I quit this place, I may let you into my secret.

Stanmitz. And do you think of leaving us?

Pet. I have now been absent from my native country a twelvemonth. I have acquired some knowledge of ship-building, the object for which I came here, and it is time I

should return home.

Sta. Our master, Von Block, will be sorry to lose you, because you are the most industrious fellow in the yard; and I shall be sorry, because - because, Peter, I like you.

Pet. And I don't dislike you.

Sta. Peter, I think I may venture to tell you a secret.

Pet. Why, surely you have done nothing to be ashamed of?

Sta. No, not ashamed; but I'm considerably afraid. Know, then, that I was born at Moscow,

Pet. Well, there is no crime in being born at Moscow; besides, that was no fault of yours.

Sta. That's not it. Listen! It happened, one day, that a party of soldiers halted near my mother's hut; the commanding officer presently cast an eye at me, and was so amazingly taken with my appearance, that he requested I'd make one of his company. I was about to decline; but he assured me that the Czar Peter (our namesake, you know), having particular occasion for my services, would take it as an offence if I refused the invitation; so he forthwith" clapped a musket on my shoulder, and marched me off.

Pet. Ay,48 you were enlisted.

Sta. Enlisted! why, I can't say but I was. Now, I was always an independent sort of fellow, fond of my own way, and couldn't stomach being ordered about against my inclination.

Pet. (Aside.) So, so! This fellow is a deserter!

Sta. I put up with it a long while, though; till, one bitter cold morning in December, just at three o'clock, I was roused from my comfortable, warm sleep, to turn out and mount guard on the bleak, blustering corner of a rampart, in the snow was too bad, was n't it?

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Pet. I don't doubt you would rather have been warm in bed.

Sta. Well, as I could n't keep myself warm, I laid down my musket and began to walk; then I began to run, and — will you believe it? I did n't stop running till I found myself five leagues away from the outposts!

Pet. So, then, you are a deserter!

Sta. A leserter! You call that being a deserter, do you? Well, putting this and that together, I should n't wonder if I were a deserter.

Pet. Do you know, my dear fellow, that if you are discovered you will be shot?

Sta. I've some such idea.

Indeed, it occurred to me at the time, so, thinking it hardly worth while to be shot for being so short a distance as only five leagues away from my post, I made the best of my way to Saardam; and here I am.