His throne was placed by ocean's side,

He lifted his sceptre there;
Bidding, with tones of kingly pride,

The waves their strife forbear:—
And while he spoke his royal will,
All but the winds and waves were still.

Louder the stormy blast swept by,

In scorn of his idle word;
The briny deep its waves tossed high,

By his mandate undeterred,
As threatening, in their angry play,
To sweep both king and court away.

The monarch, with upbraiding look,

Turned to the courtly ring;
But none the kindling eye could brook

E'en of his earthly king;
For in that wrathful glance they see
A mightier monarch wronged than he!

Canute! thy regal race is run;

Thy name had passed away,
But for the meed this tale hath won,

"Which never shall decay;
Its meek, unperishing renown,
Outlasts thy sceptre and thy crown.

The Persian, in his mighty pride,

Forged fetters for the main;
And, when its floods his power defied,

Inflicted stripes as vain ;—
But it was worthier far of thee
To know thyself, than rule the sea!

Bernard Barton.


The most accurate representation of the earth, is a globe or ball, with the land and water marked out upon it, in their proper forms and dimensions. Since, however, for many purposes, a globe is found inconvenient, maps have been invented, and the shapes of the countries are drawn upon them, with as much exactness as can be attained in describing a round surface upon a flat one.

The top of the map represents the north, and its bottom the south, its right side the east, and its left the west.

In looking at a map of the world, we discover that it consists of masses of land, varying in size and shape, surrounded by a wide expanse of water. The water covers a far larger space upon the earth than the land, the latter occupying only about one-fourth part, and the former three-fourths of its entire surface. The distribution of the land is extremely unequal, the northern hemisphere containing a much greater proportion than the southern.

Of the masses of land into which the surface of the earth is divided, the most extensive are termed Continents. Of these there are two,—the Eastern, including Europe, Asia, and Africa, called also the old world, from having long been the only part of the habitable globe known to Europeans; and the Western, containing North and South America, which was unknown till its discovery by Columbus, in 1492. This is often termed the new world. The direction of the land in the two continents is different. In the old world it is from south-west to north-east, whilst in the new it is from north to south. The boundary line of the land is everywhere broken and indented by the waves of the sea, yet there are general resemblances in the outline of the two continents. Along the northern side of both, a wide tract of land extends, whilst both gradually taper to a point at their southern extremities,—Africa and South America. The remaining two great divisions of the old world, Europe and Asia, present the same features of likeness; each terminates in the south in three peninsulas, the central peninsula of each having an island lying south of it. It may be observed, that with one exception in each continent, (Yucatan in America, and Jutland in Europe,) peninsulas generally, stretch in a southerly course. The coast line of the old world is far more rough and indented by the ocean than that of the new; the shores of Europe being the most deeply broken, giving to it a longer coast in proportion to its extent, and thus imparting to it superior maritime and commercial advantages.


Mother. Robert, can you tell me what the soul is?

Eobert. My soul, mother, is that something inside of me which thinks.

Mother. You have a body and a soul. I have a body and a soul. Eliza has a body and a soul. And every man and woman, and boy and girl, has a body and a soul.

Robert. Mother, have very little babies souls?

Mother. Yes, my son; but, you know, ihey do not think much, till they grow older.

Robert. Mother, does the soul grow?

Mother. Not like the body. But the soul is able to think more and more; and to understand more and more; and to learn more and more; and to know more and more a great many good and useful things. So we may say the soul grows.

Robert. But we do not give the soul food, mother, to make it grow, as we do the body.

Mother. No, my son. We cannot feed the soul, as we do a little child, when it is hungry. But we teach the soul a good many things. And this teaching is the food of the soul.

Robert. Mother, I wish you would teach me a great many things, so that my soul may grow fast, and be as large as uncle John's.

Mother. That I shall be glad to do, my son, and I hope you will make as good a man as your uncle John, too.—Gallaudet.


Charles. Well, friend William! I have sold you a noble province in North America; but still, I suppose, you have no thoughts of going thither yourself.

Perm. Yes, I have, I assure thee, friend Charles; and I am just come to bid thee farewell.

Charles. What! venture yourself among the savages of North America! Why, man, what security have you that you will not be in their war-kettle in two hours after setting foot on their shores?

Perm. The best security in the world.

Charles. I doubt that, friend William; I have no idea of any security against those cannibals, but in a regiment of good soldiers, with their muskets and bayonets. And mind, I tell you beforehand, that, with all my good will for you and your family, to whom I am under obligations, I will not send a single soldier with you.

Perm. I want none of thy soldiers, Charles; I depend on something better than thy soldiers.

diaries. Ah! and what may that be?

Perm. Why, I depend upon themselves—on the ■workings of their own hearts—on their notions of justice —on their moral sense.

Charles. A fine thing, this same moral sense, no doubt, but I fear you will not find much of it among the Indians of North America.

Penn. And why not among them, as well as others?

Charles. Because, if they had possessed any, they ■would not have treated my subjects so barbarously as they have done.

Perm. That is no proof to the contrary, friend Charles. Thy subjects were the aggressors. When thy subjects first went to North America, they found these joor people the fondest and kindest creatures in the world. Every day they would watch for them to come ashore, and hasten to meet them, and feast them on the best fish, and venison, and corn, which was all that they had. In return for this hospitality of the savages, as we call them, thy subjects, termed Christians, seized on their country and rich hunting-grounds, for farms for themselves! Now, is it to be wondered at, that these much-injured people should have been driven to desperation by such injustice; and that, burning with revenge, they should have committed some excesses?

Charles. Well, then, I hope you will not complain when th«y come to treat you in the same manner.

Penn. I am not afraid of it.

Charles. Ah! how will you avoid it? You mean to get their hunting-grounds, too, I suppose? . Penn. Yes, but not by driving these poor people away from them.

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