9. "Remember Walter, dear papa," he whispered, looking in his face. "Remember Walter; I was fond of Walter." The feeble hand waved in the air, as if it cried "Good-by !" to Walter once again. "Now lay me down," he said; "and, Floy, come close to me and let me see you." Sister and brother wound their arms around each other, and the golden light came streaming in and fell upon them locked together.

10. "How fast the river runs between its green banks and the rushes, Floy! But 'tis very near the sea. I hear the waves! They always said so!" Presently he told her that the motion of the boat upon the stream was lulling him to rest. How green the banks were now, how bright the flowers growing on them, and how tall the rushes! Now the boat was out at sea, but gliding smoothly on. And now there was a shore before him. Who stood on the bank?

"Mam

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11. He put his hands together, as he had been used to do at his prayers. He did not remove his arms to do it; but they saw him fold them so, behind her neck. ma is like you, Floy: I know her by the face. them that the print upon the stairs at school is not divine. enough. The light about the head is shining on me as I go."

12. The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion,-Death! CHARLES DICKENS.

DEFINITIONS.-1. In erěd ́ù loŭs ly, in a manner denoting unbelief. 5. Ra'di ant, very bright. Blight'ed, withered by disease. 8. Wistful, wishful. Plăç'id ly, calmly.

23.-SMALL THINGS.

CHARLES MACKAY was born at Perth, Scotland, in the year 1812. Many of his writings first appeared as contributions to the London Morning Chronicle, the Glasgow Argus, and other periodicals. In 1840 he published The Thames and its Tributaries, a pleasing description of scenes on the banks of the Thames which are hallowed by the recollections of history, romance, and poetry. His chief fame as an author rests on his poetry, though his other writings are not without their points of excellence. His style is simple yet stirring, and abounds in quiet humor and gentle sarcasm; his writings contain many strong appeals to the better feelings and sentiments of mankind.

1. A TRAVELER through a dusty road
Strewed acorns on the lea;

And one took root and sprouted up,
And grew into a tree.

Love sought its shade at evening-time
To breathe its early vows,

And age was pleased in heats of noon
To bask beneath its boughs;

The dormouse loved its dangling twig;
The birds sweet music bore:
It stood a glory in its place,-
A blessing evermore.

2. A little spring had lost its way
Amid the grass and fern:
A passing stranger scooped a well,
Where weary men might turn;
He walled it in, and hung with care
A ladle at the brink:

He thought not of the deed he did,
But judged that toil might drink.
He passed again; and, lo! the well,
By summers never dried,

Had cooled ten thousand parching tongues,
And saved a life beside.

3. A dreamer dropped a random thought;
'Twas old, and yet 'twas new,-

A simple fancy of the brain,
But strong in being true;
It shone upon a genial mind,
And, lo! its light became
A lamp of life, a beacon-ray,
A monitory flame.

The thought was small,-its issues, great:

A watch-fire on the hill,

It sheds its radiance far adown,

And cheers the valley still.

4. A nameless man amid a crowd
That thronged the daily mart
Let fall a word of hope and love,
Unstudied, from the heart:

A whisper on the tumult thrown,
A transitory breath,

It raised a brother from the dust,
It saved a soul from death.

O germ! O fount! O word of love!
O thought at random cast!
Ye were but little at the first,
But mighty at the last.

DEFINITIONS.-1. Lea, a meadow. Bask, to lie in warmth. 3. Răn'dom, without settled aim or purpose. Ge'ni al, cheerful and cheering. Monʼi to ry, warning. 4. Märt, a market. Tū'mult, disturbance, or agitation of a multitude. Trăn ́si to ry, continuing only for a short time.

24. THE BOY AND THE ANGEL.

ROBERT BROWNING was born near London in 1812, and educated at the London University. He published his drama of Paracelsus in 1836. In 1855 he published Men and Women, which is considered his greatest work. His verse is not so melodious as that of Tennyson, although it ranks higher in vigor and brilliancy. Some of his Dramatic Lyrics are almost without a blemish.

1. MORNING, evening, noon, and night,
"Praise God!" sang Theocrite.

2. Then to his poor trade he turned,
Whereby the daily meal was earned.

3. Hard he labored, long and well;
O'er his work the boy's curls fell;

4. But ever, at each period,

He stopped and sang, "Praise God!"

5. Then back again his curls he threw,
And cheerful turned to work anew.

6. Said Blaise, the listening monk, "Well done!
I doubt not thou art heard, my son,

7. "As well as if thy voice to-day

Were praising God the Pope's great way:

8. "This Easter Day the Pope at Rome
Praises God from Peter's dome."

9. Said Theocrite, "Would God that I

Might praise him that great way, and die !”

10. Night passed, day shone,

And Theocrite was gone.

11. With God a day endures alway: A thousand years are but a day.

12. God said in heaven, "Nor day nor night Now brings the voice of my delight."

13. Then Gabriel, like a rainbow's birth, Spread his wings and sank to earth;

14. Entered, in flesh, the empty cell; Lived there, and played the craftsman well,

15. And morning, evening, noon, and night Praised God in place of Theocrite.

16. And from a boy to youth he grew ; The man put off the stripling's hue;

17. The man matured and fell away Into the season of decay;

18. And ever o'er the trade he bent, And ever lived on earth content.

19. (He did God's will: to him all one If on the earth or in the sun.)

20. God said, "A praise is in mine ear; . There is no doubt in it, no fear:

21. "So sing old worlds, and so

New worlds that from my footstool go.