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death. Her sister, whose name was Helen Walker, might have saved her life, if she had been willing to swear to a false statement. This she would not do; but as soon as her sister was condemned, she proceeded on foot to London, being too poor to travel in any other way, and there obtained her pardon from the queen. Sir Walter Scott heard of this story, and made it the foundation of his beautiful novel of the Heart of Mid Lothian, and of his admirable character of Jeannie Deans.' He sought out the grave of Helen Walker, and caused a handsome monument to be erected over it, setting forth her virtues. Every one must share in the admiration this great and good man felt for this heroine in humble life.
Mr. Richard Lovell Edgeworth, the father of the Miss Edgeworth who wrote such charming books for children, at the close of a long life recorded these words in a book which he published: “To speak the truth without harshness is, in my opinion, the most certain way to succeed in every honorable pursuit.” May our young readers resolve to make “ truth without harshness” the guide of their lives !
LVI. — PIBROCH OF DONALD DHU.
[The Highland clans residing in the north of Scotland were formerly much engaged in wars against each other, and one clan would frequently march in great force to attack another. In those days every man was a fighting man. This piece of poetry expresses the sentiments and motives with which they set ont on such warlike expeditions. This state of things has long since ceased.
The word pibroch means a warlike tune played on a bagpipe. Dhu means black, or swarthy, and was a name applied to the composer of the tune, on account of his complexion. This pibroch is supposed to refer to the expedition of Donald Balloch, who, in 1431, landed from the Hebrides, and defeated the Earls of Mar and Caithness at Inverlochy, in Inverness-shire.]
PIBROCH * of Donald Dhu,
* Pronounced pe'brok.
Come away, come away;
Come from deep glen, and
Leave untended the herd,
Come as the winds come, when
groom, Tenant and master.
Fast they come, fast they come;
* Targe, a small shield.
Cast your plaids, draw your blades,
LVII. — THE CATARACT AND THE STREAMLET.
NOBLE the mountain stream,
Glory is in its gleam
Mark how its foamy spray,
Mimics the bow of day,
Thence in a summer shower
Could majesty and power
Yet lovelier, in my view,
Traced by the brighter hue
It flows through flowery meads,
Its quiet beauty feeds
Gently it murmurs by
A dirge-like melody,
More gayly now it sweeps
And o'er the pebbles leaps,
May not its course express,
The charms of gentleness,
What are the trophies gained
To that meek wreath, unstained,
Niagara's streams might fail, And human happiness be undisturbed ;
But Egypt would turn pale Were her still Nile's o'erflowing bounty curbed.
LVIII. — THE MURDERED TRAVELLER.
WHEN spring to wastes and woods around
Brought bloom and joy again,
Far down a narrow glen.
The fragrant birch above him hung
Her tassels in the sky,
And nodded careless by.
The redbird warbled, as he wrought
His hanging nest o'erhead, And fearless, near the fatal spot,
Her young the partridge led.
Nor how, when strangers found his bones,
They dressed the hasty bier,
Unmoistened by a tear.
But long they looked, and feared, and wept,
Within his distant home,
For joy that he was come.
Long, long they looked, but never spied
His welcome step again,
Far down that narrow glen.
LIX. - INSECT IMPORTANCE.
the insect tribe with aversion and distaste, and regard them in no other light than as productive of mischief or annoyance. The mosquito teases us with his bite, and with the restless sound of his little trumpet. Flies in summer are a torment to all good housekeepers. Few persons can tolerate a spider, in spite of the regular beauty of the web it weaves. Beetles, caterpillars, worms, and slugs are all