a noose was slipped over her head, and her struggles were in vain. It was some time, however, before she gave over rearing and plunging and lashing out with her feet on every side. The two rangers then led her along the valley by two strong lassoes, which enabled them to keep at a sufficient distance on each side to be out of the reach of her hoofs; and whenever she struck out in one direction, she was jerked in the other. In this way her spirit was gradually subdued. As to Tonish, who had marred the whole scheme by his precipitancy,' he had been more successful than he deserved, having managed to catch a beautiful creamcoloured colt about seven months old, that had not had strength to keep up with its companions. The mercurial little Frenchman was beside himself with exultation. It was amusing to see him with his prize. The colt would rear and kick, and struggle to get free, when Tonish would take it about the neck, wrestle with it, jump on its back, and cut as many antics as a monkey with a kitten. Nothing surprised me more, however, than to witness how soon these poor animals, thus taken from the unbounded freedom of the prairie, yielded to the dominion of man. In the course of two or three days the mare and colt went with the led horses, and became quite docile. NIGHT AFTER VICTORY. [The most famous siege in the world's history was that of Troy, a city at the entrance of the Hellespont (Dardanelles). Its ruins are now buried, but they have recently been discovered. It was besieged for ten years by the Greeks, and finally taken and destroyed (B.C. 1184). Priam was the last king of Troy, and his son Hector the most renowned leader of the Trojans. On the Greek side the most famous warriors were Achilles, Ajax, and Diomede (Tydides).] Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light, 1 The conquering Trojans 1 mourn his beams decayed; 3 These to Scamander's bank apart he led, Where thinly scattered lay the heaps of dead. And bending forward, thus revealed his mind: Lest, in the silence and the shades of night, Their lofty decks, or safely cleave the main : 6 Some lasting token of the Phrygian 7 foe: Wounds, that long hence may ask their spouses' care, A nobler charge shall rouse the dawning day. Who ploughed, with fates averse, the watery way; 11 Our common safety must be now the care: 12 The leader spoke. From all his host around And lighten glimmering Xanthus 18 with their rays: And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field. Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend, Whose umbered 19 arms, by fits, thick flashes send, 1 Trojans, people of Troy (Troja). war. 3 Scamander, a river near Troy. The main, the ocean. 7 Phrygian, another name for Trojan. Ilion, same as Troy. 9 A predestined prey, marked out as victims beforehand. 10 Hector, leading warrior on the Trojan side. 11 Tydides, same as Diomede, one of the Greek leaders. 12 Secure, safe. (Lat. se, apart from; cura, care.) 13 Pallas, same as Minerva, the goddess of wisdom, war, &c. 14 Hecatombs, sacrifices of a hundred 18 Xanthus, a river near Troy. A WORD TO THE WISE. [The following is addressed by the celebrated Bishop Berkeley (born 1684, died 1753) to the Irish clergy. The condition of the Irish peasantry has very much improved since Berkeley's time; but his words, if unneeded now, will at any rate serve as an historic picture.] HE house of an Irish peasant is the cave of poverty: within, you see a pot and a little straw; without, a heap of children tumbling on the dunghill. Their fields and gardens are a lively counterpart of Solomon's description in the Proverbs: "I went," saith that wise king, "by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding, and lo! it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down." In every road the ragged ensigns of poverty are displayed; you often meet caravans of poor, whole families in a drove, without clothes to cover, or bread to feed them, both which might be easily procured by moderate labour. They are encouraged in this vagabond life by the miserable hospitality they meet within every cottage, whose inhabitants expect the same kind reception in their turn, when they become beggars themselves beggary being the last refuge of these improvident 2 creatures. If I seem to go out of my province, or to prescribe |