baggage-man, eager to prove that he was just as chivalrous as the other. Just how the case might have been settled it is difficult to decide. The trainman called, "All aboard;" the man extended his hand and said, "Good-by; forget my rudeness;" and they parted, perhaps, forever. But the man in the train felt ashamed of his hasty speech, and thought how true are the words, "A soft answer turneth away wrath." The old baggageman sat in his dingy office and wondered why he had not been less exacting, and said to himself quietly, "The golden rule is not on the company's books, but it is not contrary to the company's rules. Hereafter I follow the golden rule." NOTES FOR STUDY. IM POR TANT, necessary, valuable. | CHIV'AL ROUS, courteous, noble. PROM'I NENCE, importance, of EX TEND'ED, reached out, held high rank. A POL ́O GIZE, to recall with regret some hasty word or act. PAR DON, forgiveness. out. RUDE'NESS, a blunt, unkind, impolite act. DIN'GY, dull, dark, smoky, dusky. XV. AN INQUIRY. CHARLES MACKAY. Tell me, ye winged winds, Some lone and pleasant dell, Where, free from toil and pain, The loud wind softened to a whisper low, Tell me, thou mighty deep, The bliss for which he sighs,— And friendship never dies? The loud waves rolling in perpetual flow, And thou, serenest moon, Hast thou not seen some spot Where miserable man Might find a happier lot? Behind a cloud the moon withdrew in woe, And a voice sweet, but sad, responded "No!" Tell me, my secret soul, From sorrow, sin, and death? Where mortals may be blest, Faith, Hope, and Love,-best boons to mortals given, Waved their bright wings, and whispered "Yes; in Heaven!" NOTES FOR STUDY. DELL, a small valley, dale, glen. SE REN EST, clear, calm, peaceful. XVI.-PLANTING OF THE APPLE TREE. Come, let us plant the apple tree! There gently lay the roots, and there What plant we in the apple tree? Buds, which the breath of summer days Boughs, where the thrush with crimson breast Shall haunt and sing and hide her nest. We plant upon the sunny lea A shadow for the noontide hour, What plant we in the apple tree? A world of blossoms for the bee; What plant we in the apple tree? While children, wild with noisy glee, And when, above this apple tree, And guests in prouder homes shall see, The fruitage of this apple tree |