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mother came up, and discovered, by the redness of her face, that supper was not far off. It was twice as large as the dinner, and my persecution doubled in proportion. I desired at my usual hour to go to my repose, and was conducted to my chamber by the gentleman, his lady, and the whole train of children. They importuned me to drink something before I went to bed; and, upon my refusing, at last left a bottle of stingo, as they call it, for fear I should wake and be thirsty in the night.

I was forced in the morning to rise and dress myself in the dark, because they would not suffer my kinsman's servant to disturb me at the hour I desired to be called. I was now resolved to break through all measures to get away; and, after sitting down to a monstrous breakfast of cold beef, mutton, neat's tongues, venison pasty, and stale beer, took leave of the family. But the gentleman would needs see me part of the way, and carry me a short cut through his own ground, which he told me would. save half a mile's riding. This last piece of civility had like to have cost me dear, being once or twice in danger of my neck by feaping over his ditches, and at last forced to alight in the dirt, when my horse, having slipped his bridle, ran away, and took us up more than an hour to recover him again. Swift.

BOOKS.

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N the best books, great men talk to us, give us their most precious thoughts, and pour their souls into ours. God be thanked for books! They are the voices of the distant and the dead, and make us heirs of the spiritual life of past ages. Books are the true levellers. They give to all who will faithfully use them, the society, the spiritual presence of the best and greatest of our race. No matter how poor I am-no matter though the prosperous of my own time will not enter my obscure dwelling-if the sacred writers will enter and take up their abode under my roof-if Milton will cross my threshold, and sing to me of paradise; and Shakspeare, to open to me the worlds of imagination, and the workings of the human heart; and Franklin, to enrich me with his practical wisdom-I shall not pine for want of intellectual companionship; and I may become a cultivated man, though excluded from what is called the best society in the place where I live. Channing.

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MODERN SPEAKING.

METHUSELAH might be half an hour in telling what o'clock it was;

but as for us postdiluvians, we ought to do everything in haste; and in our speeches, as well as actions, remember that our time is short. A man that talks for a quarter of an hour together in company, if I meet him frequently, takes up a great part of my span. A quarter of an hour may be reckoned the eight-and-fortieth part of a day, a day the three hundred and sixtieth part of a year, and a year the threescore and tenth part of life.

I would establish but one great general rule to be observed in all conversation, which is this, "That men should not talk to please themselves, but those that hear them." This would make them consider whether what they speak be worth hearing; whether there be either wit or sense in what they are about to say; and whether it be adapted to the time when, the place where, and the person to whom, it is spoken. For the utter extirpation of these orators and story-tellers, which I look upon as very great pests of society, I have invented a watch which divides the minute into twelve parts, after the same manner that the ordinary watches are divided into hours; and will endeavour to get a patent, which shall oblige every club or company to provide themselves with one of these watches, that shall lie upon the table, as an hour-glass is often placed near the pulpit, to measure out the length of a discourse.

I shall be willing to allow a man one round of my watch, that is, a whole minute to speak in ; but if he exceeds that time, it shall be lawful for any of the company to look upon the watch, or to call him down to order. Provided, however, that if any one can make it appear he is turned of threescore, he may take two, or, if he pleases, three rounds of the watch without giving offence. Provided, also, that this rule be not construed to extend to the fair sex, who shall still be at liberty to talk by the ordinary watch that is now in use. I would likewise earnestly recommend this little automaton, which may easily be carried in the pocket without any encumbrance, to all such as are troubled with this infirmity of speech, that upon pulling out their watches, they may have frequent occasion to consider what they are doing, and by that means cut the thread of the story short, and hurry to a conclusion. Steele.

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And he came once more, when the spring was blue,

And whisper'd the last to rest,

And bore her away,-yet nobody knew

The name of the fearful guest!

Next year, there was none but the rich man left,—
Left alone in his pride and pain,

Who call'd on the stranger, like one bereft,
And sought through the land,—in vain!

He came not: he never was heard nor seen
Again, (so the story saith ;)

But wherever his terrible smile had been,
Men shudder'd, and talk'd of-Death!

Barry Cornwall.

THE GLOVE AND THE LIONS.

ING FRANCIS was a worthy king, and loved a royal sport,

KING

And one day, as his lions strove, sat looking on the court;

The nobles fill'd the benches round, the ladies by their side,

And 'mongst them Count de Lorge, with one he hoped to make his bride :

And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,

Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.

Ramp'd and roar'd the lions, with horrid laughing jaws,

They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar, they roll'd on one another,
Till all the pit, with sand and mane, was in a thund'rous smother;
The bloody foam above the bars came whizzing through the air;
Said Francis then, "Good gentlemen, we 're better here than there!"

De Lorge's love o'erheard the king,-a beauteous, lively dame,
With smiling lips, and sharp bright eyes, which always seem'd the same:
She thought, "The Count, my lover, is as brave as brave can be ;
He surely would do desperate things to show his love for me!
King, ladies, lovers, all look on; the chance is wondrous fine;
I'll drop my glove to prove his love; great glory will be mine!"

She dropp'd her glove to prove his love: then look'd on him and smiled;
He bow'd, and in a moment leap'd among the lions wild :

The leap was quick; return was quick; he soon regain'd his place;
Then threw the glove, but not with love, right in the lady's face;

"In truth!" cried Francis, "rightly done!" and he rose from where he

sat!

'No love," quoth he, "but vanity, sets love a task like that!"

Leigh Hunt.

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Shaggy and bold, and wreathèd horns superb,
The breathing creature stood; as beautiful
Beneath him, showed his shadowy counterpart.
Each had his glowing mountains, each his sky,
And each seem'd centre of his own fair world :
Antipodes unconscious of each other,
Yet, in partition, with their several spheres,
Blended in perfect stillness, to our sight!

Wordsworth.

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