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Europe. The distances, although transpa- on him and smashed his broad wooden rent, and extraordinarily distinct, float in a stirrup into a thousand chips between its delicate reddish-blue tinge, in front of which savage teeth. Königstein, however, had the deep dark shadows and flashing lights pulled his foot out, and flew with his horse to produced by the glowing sun stand out the our side. Again we sent a hailstorm of bul. more powerfully. The shadows which the lets into the broad back of the infuriated clouds throw on the landscape are also, like animal, upon which it sank on its hindthe latter, dyed with carmine and cobalt, quarters, as a bullet had smashed its spine. and not as in England, black and white, the Its fury and the roars it uttered were fearmere sight of which produces a shudder. ful; and turning in a circle on its monstrous The streams reflect on their surface the forepaws, it covered a large space around dark ultramarine of the heavens, and the it with its blood, which streamed from its rich green of the woods and prairies loses shaggy carcase. through its countless tints and rich flora its I shouted to my friends not to fire, as I wearisome monotony.'
saw Tiger had dismounted and was hastily With every hour the beauty of the coun. loading his rifle, and I wished to grant him try increased, and the animal world became the pleasure of killing the bear. He fired more animated. Countless wild horses of his bullet into its head, and then cut off its the most varying colours flew at our .ap- claws with great satisfaction. We took the proach over the green hills, large herds of paws, tongue, and liver of the huge animal, dark-haired buffalo galloped awkwardly over while Tiger rode back to the stream, and the wide stretches of grass, and from the thence shouted to us to join him. We rode stony heights the light-footed antelopes up, and found in the water a two-year old, gazed down curiously at us. Up hill, down very handsome chestnut horse, which the hill, we jolted in the saddles of our am- bear had captured on the prairie, and, as bling steeds, when, on a calm warm evening, the trampled grass showed us, had dragged towards sunset, we rode down from a grassy to the stream, in order to enjoy its meal knoll to stream, which was closely without being disturbed. I took the tusks hung with alder bushes, and separated the of the slain animal, and with the new matter base of the hill from a wide prairie, round for conversation which this fight gave us, which it wound with numerous meanderings. we shortened the road to our camp, which Tiger was riding about forty yards ahead, lay in an exquisite hollow on the south side and had just disappeared with his piebald in of lofty crags, under 'which a clear torrent a batch of scrub, when he dashed out of the rolled over loose stones that glistened like other side of it with a loud cry and an enor- gold. They contained a substance which mous grizzly bear after him. We galloped really resembled this metal, so that they through the stream after him, while his shone through the water hurrying over rapid horse bounded over the grass towards them like lumps of pure gold. Some stately us, and gained a slight advance on the palms, maples, and oaks overshadowed our grizzly. All our rifles were fired at the camp, and served as a cool retreat for the monster, and turning away from Tiger it countless songsters that saluted us with came towards us with long leaps, and pursued their evening hymn. John with an awful roar. Once again our It is incomprehensible why the belief rifles cracked behind it, but the bullets did prevails throughout Europe that American not check its clumsy but yet rapid course. birds are very brilliantly plumaged, but John turned his mare again towards us, and cannot sing, while most certainly there are had hardly joined our ranks when we fired a sweeter songsters and more varieties of them salvo from our revolvers at the maddened on this continent than in Europe. A single bear, and galloping after it, kept up our fire bird is wanting, the nightingale; but it is Königstein, on the cream-colour, was the compensated a thousandfold by the mocking nearest to it on the left, and gave the bear bird. All other classes of birds are reprea shot at short range, when the latter turned / sented, though with different and finer plu
mage. The belief may arise from the fact | gazing down at this scene and awaiting the that emigrants from Europe land in the end of the herd, whose head had disaplarge eastern cities, and in their walks in peared some time previously in the valley their vicinity see no birds, from the circum- on our left, while dense masses still con. stance that boys there of ten years old run tinued to pour down without a check from about with guns and kill every bird that the hills to the water. At length, at the shows itself: and then again, these persons end of an hour, only a few laggards came, only seek the shade of the trees and bushes after at least five thousand buffaloes had during the heat of the day, when all birds crossed the river, and yet the number of silently hide themselves from the burning these animals is said to be quite insignifi. sun. If they went out in the morning, how cant compared with what it was twenty ever, when nature is awakening, they would years ago. Who knows whether, fifty years hear quite as good singers as in their old hence, they will exist anywhere but in nahome.
tural history? We were obliged to let the Before us the valley wound between wanderers pass, as we also wanted to cross partly wooded low hills, behind which the the river, though in the opposite direction, higher base now rose. For several days we and we should have run a risk of the whole marched along this valley, till on one after. herd marching over us had we got in their noon we looked down from a hill on the way. We now rode down into the river ; blue crystalline waters of the southern but although so great a number of huge Platte, which, coming down from the Medi. animals had passed through it, the water cine hills, rustled through the valley at our was as clear and bright as if & stone feet. The river was large even here, and had never been stirred on its bottom. shot with the speed that characterizes the We watered our cattle, and followed the streams in this country, and with many path by which the buffaloes had found their windings between its wood-clad banks. way to this ford, on the supposition that Before us, where the river described a sharp they had rendered it quite passable, and curve, the banks were stony on both sides, that they had come from the southern and seemed from time immemorial to have prairies, to which we were bound. been used by the inhabitants of these coun. We had scaled the first hill, when we saw, tries as a ford. At this moment, when about two miles off, a few buffaloes trotting probably for the first time the eyes of white towards us, which had probably lagged bemen rested on this ford, a countless herd of hind, and now wanted to catch up the herd. buffaloes was occupied in crossing. They We rode about thirty yards off the path, to were coming southward from the mountains, a spot where we were covered by rocks, and pressed shoulder to shoulder in dense and commanded the sloping path down to masses to water in the river, while others the water. Ere long we heard the heavy came down the hills in a black line. The trot of the approaching animals on the roars of these thirsty wanderers filled the stony ground, and presently several cows, air and rang through the hills in a thousand and behind them a fat old bull, came past echoes. They dashed by hundreds impe- us. We all fired together, and the old bull tuously from the high bank into the deep, rolled over and over down the slope, and rapid stream, on either side of the ford, lay dead at the bottom. We took as usual and drifted with it into the dark overarch- its tongue, marrow-bones, and loing, and ing wood. We stopped for a long time I left the rest to those that came after us.
THE BOY'S RECITER.
16. THE PILGRIM'S VISION. (Oliver Wen. I know Saint George's blood-red cross, dell Holmes.)
Thou Mistress of the Seas;
But what is she, whose streaming bars See former remarks on the style of ballad Roll out before the breeze ? recitation.
Ah! well her iron ribs are knit, I SAW in the naked forest
Whose thunders strive to quell Our scattered remnant cast,
The bellowing throats, the blazing lips, A screen of shivering branches
That pealed the Armada's knell! Between them and the blast;
The mist was cleared, —a wreath of stars The snow was falling round them,
Rose o'er the crimsoned swell, The dying fell as fast;
And wavering from its haughty peak, I looked to see them perish,
The cross of England fell! When lo ! the vision passed.
Oh, trembling Faith! though dark the morn,
A heavenly torch is thine : Again mine eyes were opened,
While feebler races melt away,
And paler orbs decline,
Along thy pathway shine,
This Western Palestine!
I see the living tide roll on,
It crowns with flaming towers They slept,—the village fathers,
The icy capes of Labrador, By river, lake, and shore,
The Spaniard's "land of flowers :" When far adown the steep of Time
It streams beyond the splintered ridge The vision rose once more :
That parts the Northern showers,I saw along the winter snow
From eastern rock to sunset wave A spectral column pour;
The Continent is ours ! And high above their broken ranks
The weary pilgrim slumbers, A tattered flag they bore.
His resting-place unknown;
His hands were crossed, his lids were closed, Their leader rode before them,
The dust was o'er him strown: Of bearing calm and high,
The drifting soil, the mouldering leaf, The light of Heaven's own kindling
Along the sod were blown, Throned in his awful eye;
His mound has melted into earth, These were a nation's champions,
His memory lives alone. Her dread appeal to try ;“God for the right!” I faltered,
17. A KISS IN THE DARK. (J. G. Watts.) And lo! the train passed by.
WHEN very young, I loved a lass, Once more ;-the strife was ended,
With eyes like violets, bright and bluey, The solemn issue tried ;
With hair like some Circassian fair, The Lord of Hosts, his mighty arm,
Lips like a rose, rare, red, and dewy.
A waist-I never knew its peer,
It was so tapering and slender;
A hand like wax, a model foot, And peace was in the borders
Unlike her heart, 'twas very tender. Of Victory's chosen bride.
Long, long I worshipped from afar, A crash,— as when some swollen cloud Breathed loveful sighs, threw sheepish Cracks o'er the tangled trees !
glances, With side to side, and spar to spar,
Sent Valentines, and signed my name, Whose smoking decks are these ?
Made many other bold advances.
* It is a touching and remarkable fact, that the bell of the Atlantic, supported by some portions of the wreck and the contiguous rock, continued, for days after the melancholy wreck of the vessel, -swept by heavy surges,--to toll the requiem of the dead.
Toll, toll, toll,
O’er breeze and billow free,
Each rover of the sea :
May swift destruction sweep, And bid him build his hopes on high,
Lone teacher of the deep!
The initials will spell a popular English game. My 1, 2, 4, 3, is used to hold things in.
The finals a celebrated proficient in that game. My 6, 5, 1, 3, is a trial of speed,
1. An article beloved by schoolboys. My 4, 2, 6, 5, is a name.
2. A powerful spirit. My 6, 5, 4, 3, is to destroy.
3. A journey in disguise. My 1, 5, 6, 3, is trouble.
4. A vagrant beast. My 2, 6, 1, is a curve.
5. A country of Asia. My 5, 1, 3, is a term at cards.
6. A bringer up. My whole is a famous Roman.
7. A violent pain.
My whole is best known to soldiers I ween; My 2, 3, 1 is a part of the body.
Behead, and on mountains I often am seen ; My 2, 5, 4, is a Scripture character.
If again you behead me there are very few My 4, 3, 1, is a gentle blow.
Who would not bid me for ever adieu ! My 1, 2, 5, 4, is a conspiracy.
HARRY ECCLESTON, My 2, 5, 1, is to cut off.
The initials will give the name of a country in My whole is a famous philosopher.
A river of Africa.
The largest of the Sandwich Islands.
A city in Italy.
A village near Brussels. Mailed bands over the death-strewn fields are
A river in South America. ranging;
A town on the River Yare. Hurtling arrow-showers through the air are
W. P. dashing,
XXXIV. Lance and plumed casque in the sun are flash
MYTHOLOGICAL REBUS. ing;
The initials will give the name of the son of Gallantcavaliers to the charge are fleetly dashing,
Laomedon. And tried swords in the dread melee are clash
The goddess of shepherds. ing.
The first king of Rome. Neath my second the pride of the forest monarch
A mountain near Troy. falls,
The builder of the ship Argo. And in trophied grimness it decks baronial halls;
The goddess of honey. It oft on sombre scaffold fell with sick'ning thud,
W. P. Its gleaming beauty dull'd with Albion's noblest
REBUS. In Richard's hand, on Jaffa's gore-empurpled The initials will give the name of a large river plain,
in Europe. My whole heap'd high the ghastly mounds of
A seaport of Kent. Moslem slain;
An inland sea of Asia. When the pride of the paynim foe was stricken
A river in North America. low,
A river in Wales. And rigid the archer lay by his broken bow;
A free city of Germany., And the crimson sunset cast its vivid glow
A country in Africa.
W. P. On the jewell’d crest wbich deck'd the warrior's
The aggregate of the initials of the following 1. A celebrated English poet
words will give the name of a Roman Emperor, 2. A renowned British general.
a native of Sermium, who in the year 273 A.D., 3. A renowned English admiral.
entered Thrace and fought a successful battle
with the Goths, and not satisfied with this single 4. A celebrated Swiss mathematician. 5. A celebrated English painter.
victory, pursued them across the Danube and 6. A brave British officer.
routed their forces a second time, and slew 7. An eminent British philosopher.
Canaubaud, one of their chiefs. He then marched 8. A celebrated Flemish painter.
into Asia and met the army of the Queen of 9. A renowned Portuguese commander.
Palmyra (who was one of the most illustrious 10. A French poet.
women recorded in history), and made her 11. A celebrated Dutchman.
prisoner, also an incredible number of persons 12. An English poet.
of different nations. He was slain on his way to 13. A celebrated American.
Byzantium. 14. An Italian painter.
1. A French town, the birth-place of Peter the 15. An Italian painter.
Hermit. 16. A French writer.
2. A King of Ithaca, usually deemed the wisest 17. An English philosopher.
of the Greeks who went to Troy. The initials of the above, read downwards, will 3. A town in Russia, considered the third port. give you the name of a celebrated
English 4. A mathematician of Alexandria, who lived in general,
JOHN R. BAILEY.
the year B.c. 207,