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stance” of war; banners flying, shouts rending the air, guns thundering, and martial music pealing, to drown, the shrieks of the wounded and the lamenta tions for the slain.
3. Not thus the schoolmaster in his peaceful voca tion! He meditates and pur'poses in secret the plans which are to bless mankind; he slowly găthers round him those who are to further their execution; he quietly though firmly advances in his humble path, laboring steadily but calmly till he has opened to the light all the recesses of ignorance, and torn up by the roots all the weeds of vice.
4. His is a progress not to be compared with any thing like a march; but it leads to a far more brilliant triumph, and to laurels more imperishable than the destroyer of his species, the scourge of the world, ever won.
5. Such men — men deserving the glorious title of Teachers of Mankind — I have found, laboring conscientiously, though, perhaps, obscurely, in their blessëd vocation, wherever I have gone. I have found them among the daring, the ambitious, the ardent, the indom'itably active French..
6. I have found them among the persevering, resolute, industrious Swiss; I have found them among the laborious, the warm-hearted, the enthusiastic Germans; I have found them among the high-minded Italians; and in our own country, Heaven be thanked, their numbers every where abound, and are every day increasing.
7. Their calling is high and holy; their fame is the prosperity of nations; their renown will fill the earth in after ages, in proportion as it sounds not far off in their own times.
8. Each one of these great teachers of the world, possessing his soul in peace, performs his appointed
course, awaits in patience the fulfillment of the promises, and, resting from his labors, bequeaths his memory to the generation whom his works have blessed, and sleeps under the humble but not inglorious epi. taph, commemorating “one in whom mankind lost a friend, and no man got rid of an enemy.''
1. THERE once lived, on the banks of the river Ti.. gris, in Asia, a peasant, whose name was Malek. He was distinguished for nothing except the very high opinion which he had of his own wisdom and shrewd. ness. How far he was right in this conceit may be judged from an adventure in which he figured, and of which I will give you an authentic account.
2. Malek was the owner of a goat and a mule; and, learning that he could get a good price for them in Bagdad, he mounted the mule, and took his way to the great city, followed by the goat, around whose neck was tied a bell.
3. “I shall sell these animals,” said Malek to him. self," for thirty pieces of silver; and with that amount I can purchase a new turban and a rich robe of wool, which I will tie with a sash of purple silk. The young
dainsels will then smile more favorably upon me, and I shall be the finest man at the Mosque.”
4. Whilst he was thus reveling in the anticipation of his future conquests, three artful rogues concerted a stratagem for robbing him of all his possessions. As he was riding slowly along, one of the rascals slipped off the bell from the neck of the goat, and fastening it, without being perceived, to the crupper of the mule's saddle, led away the smaller beast.
5. Malek, hearing the bell, and supposing that the goat was near behind, continued to muse, without suspecting his loss. Happening, however, a short while afterward, to look round, he found with dismay that the animal which formed so large a part of his riches was gone; and he inquired with the utmost anxiety after his goat of every traveler he met.
6. The second rogue now accosted him, and said, “I have just seen, in yonder field, a man in great haste dragging along with him a goat.” Malek dismounted with precipitation, and requesting the obliging stranger to hold his mule, that he might lose no time in overtaking the thief, instantly began the pursuit; but he soon returned from a fruitless search, only to find that neither his mule nor the obliging stranger, who had volunteered the information about the goat-stealer, was any where to be seen.
7. As Malek walked pensively onward, overwhelmed with shame, anger, and disappointment, his attention was roused by the loud lamentations of a poor man seated by the side of a well. “Good! Here is a brother in affliction !” thought Malek; and, turning out of his way to sympathize with him, he recounted his own misfortunes, and then inquired the reason of that violent sorrow with which his new friend seemed to be agitated.
8. “Alas !” said the poor man, in most piteous
tones, “as I was stooping here to drink, I accidentally dropped into the water a casket full of diamonds, which I was employed to carry to the Calif, at Bag. dad. Unfortunate wretch that I am! I shall certainly be put to death, on suspicion of having stolen and concealed so valuable a treasure.”
9. “Why do you not jump into the well, in search of the casket, instead of making such an outcry?" asked Malek, astonished at the stupidity of the man. “Because the water is deep,” replied the fellow," and I can neither dive nor swim. O! my good master, if you will venture for me, I will reward you with thirty pieces of silver.”
10. Overjoyed at the prospect of making good his losses, Malak accepted the offer with exultation. Pulling off ins cassock, vest, trowsers, and slippers, he plunged into the well, in search of the pretended casket. He had hardly touched the water when the whining individual — who, it is needless to say, was one of the three rogues who had laid this plot for the plunder of the poor peasant — seized upon his garments, and bore them off to a place of security.
11. After diving, and spending some time in the well, in an unavailing search, Malek climbed up, and looked round for his clothes. To his consternation he found that they were gone, and that with them had disappeared his bewailing friend, the loser of the imaginary diamonds.
12. Thus, through inattention, simplicity, and cre. dulity, coupled with too confident a reliance on his own sagacity and wisdom, was poor Malek duped out of all his possessions. A wiser if not a better man, he hastened back to his own humble cottage, with no other covering than a tattered cloak, which a worthy sailor, to whom he told his sorrows, lent him on the road.
XVI. – RUTH TO HER MOTHER-IN-LAW.
TREAS'URED, pp., hoarded ; laid up. CAV'ERN, N., a large cave.
Do not say heerd for heard (herd); cavuns for cav'erns ; dooty for dü'ty. The diæresis over the e in Israël shows that the two vowels are distinct in sound.
The beautiful story of Ruth, on which the following poem is founded, must be well known to all readers of the Bible.
FAREWELL? O no! it may not be ;
My firm resolve is heard on high !
Save only in my dying sigh.
Forever from thy side to part,
The treasured sadness of my heart
Too well I've loved in other years
To leave thee solitary now,
And shades the beauty of thy brow.
And strong the furnace fire must be,
That binds a daughter's heart to thee.
I will not boast a martyr's might
To leave my home without a sigh, —
The shelter where I hoped to diel-
The weak are strong, the timid brave;
And Faith grows mightier than the grave.
For rays of heaven, serenely bright,
Have gilt the caverns of the tomb; '
On all its găthering thoughts of gloom.