It is coming,

Stand your homes and altars by!
On your own free hearth-stones die!

Clang the bells in all your spires!
On the gray hills of your sires
Fling to heaven your signal-fires!

Oh! for God and duty stand,
Heart to heart, and hand to hand,
Round the old graves of your land!

Whoso shrinks and falters now,
Whoso to the yoke would bow,
Brand the craven on his brow!

Freedom's soil has only place
For a free and fearless race,
None for traitors false and base.

Perish party, perish clan;

With one heart and with one mouth, Let the North speak to the South; Speak the word befitting both.

SPEAK GENTLY.

PEAK gently! it is better far

SPE

To rule by love than fear;

Speak gently! let no harsh words mar The good we might do here.

Speak gently! love doth whisper low The vows that true hearts bind; And gently friendship's accents flow; Affection's voice is kind.

Speak gently to the little child,
Its love be sure to gain;
Teach it in accents soft and mild, -
It may not long remain.

Speak gently to the young; for they Will have enough to bear;

Pass through this life as best we may, 'Tis full of anxious care.

Speak gently, kindly to the poor;
Let no harsh tone be heard;
They have enough they must endure,
Without an unkind word.

Speak gently to the erring; know

They must have toiled in vain; Perchance unkindness made them so; Oh! win them back again.

Speak gently; He who gave his life
To bend man's stubborn will,
When elements were fierce with strife,
Said to them, "Peace! be still."
Speak gently! 't is a little thing
Dropped in the heart's deep well;
The good, the joy which it may bring,
Eternity shall tell.

A

FOX, having fallen into a well, contrived, by sticking

his claws into the sides, to keep his head above water. Soon after, a wolf passing by came and peeped over the edge of the well. The fox begged him very earnestly in some way to help him get out. The wolf, seeming to pity the fox, replied, "Ah! poor Reynard, I am sorry for you with all my heart. How came you to be so imprudent as to venture near this dangerous place?" "Nay, friend," said the fox, "if you feel as you say, do not stand pitying me, but lend me some aid as fast as you can. For pity is cold comfort when one is up to the chin in water, and within a hair's breadth of drowning."

Words are cheap. Not a few people are ready enough to say kind things to those who are in trouble, while they are very slow to afford relief. Help is the best proof of pity.

LITTLE RAIN-DROPS.

H! where do you come from,
You little drops of rain,

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter,
Down the window-pane ?

They won't let me walk,

And they won't let me play, And they won't let me go

Out of doors at all to-day.

They put away my playthings
Because I broke them all,

And then they locked up all my bricks,
And took away my ball.

IT

THE BAD SCHOLAR.

T is easy to tell who the bad scholar is. He is often absent from school, and, when he comes, he comes late. At home, he disobeys his kind father and mother. In the street, he is rude and noisy. He calls names, uses bad language, and quarrels. In the school-room, he is idle. As he does not study his lessons, he cannot recite them.

He often whispers and plays, and causes his teacher much trouble. His clothes and shoes are never neat and clean. He loves the company of bad boys, and does what he can to make others bad. To his school-mates, he is unkind. He has no friends, because he never does anything to make friends. If he lives, we fear he will be an ignorant and bad man, for he is not walking in the right way. His motto is, I DON'T CARE HOW I LOOK, OR WHAT I DO." The road he travels leads to a bad ending. Then let us shun the path of the bad scholar.

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THE GOOD SCHOLAR.

CHOOL-MATES, we have just heard about the bad scholar. I will now tell you about the good scholar, and let you choose which you will be.

The good scholar is never absent from school, unless he is sick. He is never tardy, but is always in his seat before the hour for school to begin. In the school-room, he is quiet and orderly. He studies his lessons diligently, and recites them correctly. He never plays, nor whispers, nor does he, in any way, trouble his kind teacher.

On the play-ground, he is always kind and pleasant. He never quarrels, nor does he ever use improper language. In the streets, he is manly and civil. If any one speaks to him, he answers pleasantly and politely. His dress is always neat and tidy, his face and hands washed and clean, and his hair nicely brushed.