than her conscience tells her she ought to lie, thinks she is taking comfort in it, but she is mistaken.

She is secretly dissatisfied with herself, and her conscience keeps up a sort of uneasy trouble every morning; whereas, if she once formed the habit of springing up promptly at a certain hour, and taking a good morning bath, and dressing herself in season to have plenty of time to attend to all her morning duties, she would have a self-respect and self-confidence that it is very pleasant to feel.

Pussy Willow's life in the academy was a great enjoyment to her this summer. She felt it a great kindness in her mother to excuse her from all family duties, in order that she might have time to study; and so she studied with a right good will.

Her cheerful temper made her a universal favorite. She seemed among her schoolfellows like a choice lot of sugar-plums or sweetmeats; everybody wanted a scrap or portion. One girl wanted Pussy to play with her; another made her promise to walk home with her; two or three wanted to engage her for recess; all Pussy's spare hours for days and days ahead were always engaged by her different friends.

The girls said, "Pussy is such a dear girl! she is so bright! she makes the time pass so pleasantly!" And Pussy in return liked everybody, and thought there never was so pleasant a school, or such a fortunate girl as herself.

On Saturdays there was no school, and then Pussy would insist on going into the kitchen to help her mother.

"Now, my dear,

mother would say.

to amuse yourself.

you ought not to do it," her "You ought to have Saturday

"Well, it amuses me to make the pies," Pussy would say. "I like to see how many I can turn out in a day. I don't ask better fun."

So went on the course of Pussy's education.

NOTES FOR STUDY.

A CADE MY, a school next in VAN'QUISH ING, overcoming, masgrade to a college.

tering.

CON QUER ING, (kong'-kěr), over- IN'DO LENCE, laziness, idleness.

coming by force.

CON/FI DENCE, trust, reliance.
RES'O LUTE LY, firmly.

DE TERMINED, decided, resolved.

CON'SCIENCE, the power by which to distinguish right and wrong. SWEET MEATS, fruits preserved with sugar.

VI. SOWING AND REAPING.

ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER.

Sow with a generous hand;

Pause not for toil and pain;
Weary not through the heat of summer,
Weary not through the cold spring rain;

But wait till the autumn comes

For the sheaves of golden grain.

Scatter the seed, and fear not,
A table will be spread;
What matter if you are too weary
To eat your hard-earned bread;
Sow, while the earth is broken,
For the hungry must be fed.

Sow; while the seeds are lying
In the warm earth's bosom deep,
And
your warm tears fall upon it-
They will stir in their quiet sleep,
And the green blades rise the quicker,
Perchance, for the tears you weep.

Then sow;-for the hours are fleeting,
And the seed must fall to-day;

And care not what hands shall reap it,
Or if you shall have passed away
Before the waving corn-fields
Shall gladden the sunny day.

Sow; and look onward, upward,
Where the starry light appears,
Where, in spite of the coward's doubting,
Or your own heart's trembling fears,
You shall reap in joy the harvest
You have sown to-day in tears.

VII.-THREE WORDS OF STRENGTH.

JOHANN C. F. SCHILLER.

There are three lessons I would write,
Three words, as with a burning pen,

In tracings of eternal light,

Upon the hearts of men.

Have Hope. Though clouds environ round,
And gladness hides her face in scorn,

Put off the shadow from thy brow:
No night but hath its morn.

Have Faith. Where'er thy bark is driven,-
The calm's disport, the tempest's mirth,-
Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven,
The inhabitants of earth.

Have Love. Not love alone for one,
But man, as man, thy brother call;
And scatter, like a circling sun,
Thy charities on all.

VIII. THE THREE CHRISTIAN GRACES.

I. Corinthians, Chapter xiii.

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;