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humility, and begged that they would relieve his necessity with
one grain of wheat or rye. One of the ants asked him how he
had disposed of his time in summer, why he had not taken pains,
and laid in a stock, as they had done. Alas, gentlemen, says he,
I passed away the time merrily and pleasantly, in drinking, singing
and dancing, and never once thought of the winter. If that be
the case, replied the ant, laughing, all I have to say is, that they
who drink, sing and dance in the summer, must starve in the win-
ter. — ^^sop.

(c)— Tlie Village Blacksiuitii.

Under the spreading chestnut-tree
The village smithy stands ;
The smith, a mighty man is he.
With large and sinewy hands ;
And the muscles of his brawny arms
Are strong as iron bands.

His hair is crisp, and bla(ik, and long,

His face is like the tan ;

His brow is wet with honest sweat,

He earns whate'er he can,

And looks the whole world in the face,

For he owes nothing any man.

Week in, week out from morn till night.

You can hear his bellows blow ;

You can hear him swing his heavy sledge

With measured beat and slow.

Like a sexton rmging the village bell

When the evening sun is low.


And children coming home from >chool

Look in at the open door,

They love to see the flaming forge,

To hear the bellows roar,

And catch the burning spaiks thai l1y

Like chaff from a threshing-floor.

He goes on Sundays to the church,

And sits among his boys,

lie hears the parson pray and preach.

He hears his daughter's voice

Singing in the village choir,

And it makes his heart rejoice.

It sounds to him, like her mother's voice

Singing in Paradise I

He needs must think of her once more,

How in the grave she lies ;

And with his hard, rough hand he wipes

A tear out of his eyes.

Toiling — rejoicing — sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes.
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close ;
Something attempted, something done.
Has earned a night's repose.

Thanks to thee, my worthy friend,.
For the lesson thou hast taught I
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought ;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought I


(cl)— TIk- l'lo>viuaM.

Clear the brown path, to meet his coulter's gleam
Lol on he comes, behind his smoking team.
With Toil's bright drops on his sunburnt brow,
The lord of earth, the hero of the plow.
First in the field before the reddening sun,
Last in the shadows when the day is done.
Line after line, along the bursting sod,
NLirks the broad acres where his feet have trod.


Still, where he treafls, the stubborn clods divide,
The smooth, fresh furrow opens deep and wide,
Matted and dense the tangled turf upheaves
Mellow and dark the ridgy cornfield cleaves,
Up the steep hillside, where the laboring train
Starts the long track that scores the level plain.

Through the moist valley, clogged with oozing clay.
The patient convoy breaks its destined way ;
At every turn the loosening chains resound.
The swinging plowshare circles glistening round,
Till the wild field one billowy waste appears,
And weary hands unbind ihe panting steers.

These are the hands whose sturdy labor brings
The peasant's food, and golden pomp of kings :
This is the page, whose letters shall be seen
Changed by the sun to words of living green.
This is the scholar, whose immortal pen
Spells the first lesson hunger taught to men ;
These are the lines, O heaven-commanded Toil !
That fill thy dead — the charter of the soil !

— Hobues.

7. Parsimony— Dissipation.

The Young 3Ian and tlie SwalloAV.

A prodigal young spendthrift, who wasted his whole patrimony
in taverns and gaming-houses, among lewd, idle company, was
taking a melancholy walk near a brook. It was in the month of
January, and happened to be one of those warm sunshiny days
which sometimes shine upon us even in that wintry season of the
year. And to make it more flattering, a swallow, which had made
his appearance, by mistake, too soon, flew skimming along upon
the surface of the water. The giddy youth observing this without
any furthe*- consideration, concluded that summer was now come,
and that he should have little or no occasion for clothes, so went
and pawned them at the broker's, and ventured the money for one
stake more among his sharping companions. When this too was
gone the same way as the rest, he took another solitary walk in
the same place as before. But the weather being severe and frosty,
had made everything look with an aspect very different from what
it did before ; the brook was quite frozen over, and tiie poor swal-


low lay dead upon the bank of it, the very sight of which cooled
the young spark's brain ; and coming to a kind of sense of his mis-
ery, he reproached the deceased bird as th^ author of all his mis-
fortunes : "Ah, wretch that thou wert !" says he, "thou hast un-
done both thyself and me, who was so credulous as to depend upon
thee." — .Ksop

8. Frugality— Covetousness— Avarice.

(it )— ({uiotio'^ ( iiii-iiiiiatiis.

When the Romans were in any great emergency, it was their
custom to create a Dictator, — that is, a supreme officer, who should
dictate what was to be done, and who w^'; to be instantly and im-
plicitly obeyed. About 460 A. C, Rome was in fear and confusion
from the approach of the Aegin, a successful hostile nation ; and
as it was necessary to have a Dictator, Cincinnatus v/as fixed upon,
as the wisest ?nd braCest man belonging to the commonwealth.
He cultivated a small farm of four acres with his own hands. The
Deputies of the Senate found him following his plow, in one of
his little fields. They begged him to put on his gown, and hear
the message from the Senate. Cincinnatus anxiously asked "if all
was well," and then desired his wife to fetch his gown from their
cottage. After wiping off the dust and dirt with which he was
covered, he put on his robe, and went to the Deputies. They then
saluted him as Dictator, and bade him hasten to the city, which

was in the greatest peril.

A handsome barge had been sent to carry Cincinnatus over the

river; for his farm lay on the opposite side of the Tiber. His
three sons, with his friends and several of the Senators, wfere ready
to receive him when he landed at Rome, and to carry him in a
pompous procession to the house prepared for him The very
next morning he began to fortify the city and marshal the soldiers
tor battle, and he very soon gained a great victory, and made the
officers of the enemy pass under the jugum, or yoke. Ihis yoke
was a kind of gallows, made of three spears ; two firmly fixed up-
right in the ground, and the third laid across them. To pass
under this was considered a very great disgrace. Cincinnatus
having completed the duty for which he had been called from his
jjIow. modestly resigned the dictatorship at the end of sixteen


days, though he might have held it for six months. But he liked
power only whilst it made him useful ; he returned again to his
plow, well satisfied by the glory of having saved his country. —
Agnes Strickland.

(b) — Solicitude C'aiisecl by Great Fortune.

A young person once mentioned to Benj. Franklin his surprise
that the possession of great riches should ever be attended with
undue solicitude, and instanced a merchant, who, although in pos-
session of unbounded wealth, was as busy as any clerk in his
counting house. The Doctor, in reply, took an apple from a fruit-
basket, and presented it to a child in the room, who could scarcely
grasp it in his hand. He then gave him a second, which filled the
other ; and choosing a third, remarkable for its size and beauty, he
presented that also. The child, after many ineffectual attempts to
hold the three apples, dropped the last on the carpet, and burst
into tears. ^'See," said the Doctor, '' there is a little man with
more riches than he can enjoy."

(c) — Tlie Man and liis Goose.

A certain man had a goose which laid him a golden egg every
day. But not content with this, which rather increased than
abated his avarice, he was resolved to kill the goose, and cut up her
belly, that he might come to the inexhaustible treasure, which he
fancied he had within her. He did so, and to his great sorrow and
disappointment, found nothing.

Misers who are not contented, when fortune has blessed them
with a constant sufficiency, deserve even to be deprived of what
they have. — ^sop.

(d)— Tlie Oil-^Iercbant's Ass.
An ass whose customary toil
Was bearing heavy sacks of oil
(The kind which often serves at night,
Our houses, shops, and streets to light).
His labor over for the day.
Straight to his stable took his way ;
But, as he sought to enter there,
The grouping donkey, unaware,
Against the door-hasp hit his nose ;


Whereat his indignation rose

To such a pitch, he roundly swore,

(As many an ass has done before !)

And thus in wrath expressed his mind :

'* By Jove I one might as well be blind,

As break his noddle in the dark

For want of light. A single spark

Had saved my skin ; but not a ray

My master gives to light my way.

I, who for others daily toil.

And fill a thousand lamps with oil,

For lack of one — so justice goes ! —

Against the door must break my nose !''

The miser, who, to gather pelf
For thankless heirs, defrauds himself;
The ignoramus, proud to show
His gilded volumes all a-row, —
Such men as these may we not class
(Poor donkeys !) with the oilman's ass?

— y. Godfrey Saxe.
(e)— Tlie Little Glass 8Iioe.

"Ho! ho! ha! ha! — what is it I view?"

John Wilde, the ploughman cried,
As he hit his foot on a little glass shoe

That lay on the mountain side ;
" Some fay has lost it, there's never a doubt.

And ah ! how lucky for me.
The owner will soon be roaming about

To find where his shoe may be.
And so (said John) I'll carry it home.

That's just what I will do,
And he will pay me a pretty sum,

Who l)uys this little glass shoe!"
And he spread the story far and near.

For many a mile around,
That the fairy folk might surely hear

Who the little glass shoe had found.
And soon to John a merchant came,

Who said he had heard the news ;
And would the ploughman sell the same

To a dealer in little glass shoes ?
And he offered John a pretty price


For the shoe that he had found;
But John repUed it was much too nice

To go for a hundred pound ;
Then the merchant offered a hundred more,

But the ploughman still said, " Nay ;
The man who buys my shoe (he swore)

Will dearly have to pay.
There's not so pretty a shoe on earth

To cover a lady's toes ;
And then I happen to know its worth

FiU" better than you suppose.
The shoe is one of wondrous price

(That nobody can deny),
And yet, perchance, there's some device .

May serve the shoe to buy.
If you are able to show me, now.

When I am ploughing my field,
That every furrow behind my plow

A shining ducat may yield, —
Why, then to you the shoe I'll give,

Else I will keep it myself, —
For an ornament, as long as I live,

To grace my mantel-shelf!"
And so it was the fairy bought

('Twas he in merchant's guise !)
His own glass shoe, and, quick as thought,

Away to his home he hies.
And oft' went John, with much delight.

As fast as he could go.
By trial to prove that very night

If the charm would work or no.
And he found the fairy's word as true

As he promised in the trade ;
For a shining ducat came to view

In every furrow he made !
And again next morning off he went —

Nor scarce to eat could stop —
To plough again, — he was so intent

To gather his golden crop.
And so he ploughed, and ploughed, and ploughed.

And scarce for slumber ceased ;
No wonder John was growing proud.

So fast his wealth increased !


And still he j)loughcd l)y day and night.

When none were looking on,
Till he seemed, indeed, a sorry wight,

lie grew so lean and wan I
And still, when none his work might view,

He ploughed by night and day ;
And still the more his riches grew,

The more he pined away.
Until, at last, his work was stopped.

And the ploughman, where was he ?
Down in the furrow, alas ! he dropped,

As dead as dead could be ! —
Though good is gold, to have and hold.

My story makes it clear
Who sells himself for sordid pelf,

Has bought it much too dear !

— y. Godjrcy Saxe.

9. Gambling— The Gambler's Wife.

Dark is the night. I How dark I No light I No tire I
Cold on the hearth the last faint sparks expire.
Shivering, she watches by the cradle side
For him, who pledged her love — last year a bride !

Hark I 'tis his footstep ! — 'lis past : 'tis gone ;
Tick I Tick ! How wearily the time crawls on !
Why should he leave me thus ? — He once was kind I
And believed 't would last — how mad ! — how blind I

Rest thee, my babe! — rest on I- -'tis hunger's cry 1

Sleep ! — for there is no food ! — the fount is dry !

Famine and cold their wearying work have done,

My heart must break I — And thou ! — The clock strikes one.

Hush I 'tis the dice-box ! Yes, he's there, he's there.

For this ! For this he leaves me to despair !

Leaves love ! Leaves truth! Hi.«> wife I His child- -for what ?

The wanton's smile — the villain — and the sol I

Yet I'll not curse him. No ! 'tis all in vain !

'Tis long to wail, but sure he'll come again.

And I could starve and bless him, but for you,

My child ! His child I Oh, friend !— The clock strikes two.


"Hark ! How the signboard creaks 1 The blast howls by !
Moan I Moan ! A dirge swells through the cloudy sky !
Ha ! 'tis his knock I he comes ! — he comes once morel"
'Tis but the lattice flaps ! Thy hope is o'er !

Can he desert me thus? He knows I stay
Night after night in loneliness, to pray
For his return, — and yet, he sees no tear !
No ! no ! It can not be. He will be here.

"Nestle more closely, dear one, to my heart I

Thou 'rt cold ! Thou 'rt freezing ! Eut we will not part

Husband ! — I die ! Father ! — It is not he !

Oh God ! Protect my child I" The clock strikes three.

They're gone ! They're gone ! The glimmering spark has sped I
The wife and child are numbered with the dead.
On the cold hearth outstretched in solemn rest,
The babe lay frozen on its mother's breast !

The gambler came at last — but all was o'er —
Dead silence reigned around — the clock struck four.

— Dr. Coats.

10. Education and Mental Culture.

(a)— Williaiu Cobbett.

William Cobbett was an eminent Englishman, who exerted a
great influence in his country and our own. His early life was dis-
tinguished by poverty and hardships, and his success was due to a
laudable ambition, supported by good sense and a will to work.
Speaking of the difficulties under which he labored, he says : " I
learned grammar when I was a private soldier on the pay of six-
pence a day. The edge of my berth, or that of my guard bed, was
my seat to study in ; my knapsack was my book-case, and a bit of
board lying in my lap was my writing-table. I had no money to
purchase candle, or oil ; in winter time it was rarely that I could
get any light but that of the fire, and only my turn even at that.
To buy a pen or a sheet of paper, I was compelled to forego some
portion of food, though in a state of half-starvation. I had no
moment that I could call my own, and I had to read and write
amid the talking, laughing, singing, whistling, and bawling of at
least half a score of the most thoughtless of men ; and that, too,
in hoars of freedom from all control. And I say, if I, under cir-

cumstances like these, could encounter and overcome the task, can
there be, in the whole world, a youth who can find an excuse for
the non-performance ?"

(!>)— Illustrious Aincricau Apprentices.

The following are a few of a long list of names that might be
given of eminent Americans who commenced life as apprentice
boys :

Benjamin Franklin, a printer, acted a principal part in the great
drama of the American Revolutionary War, as Ambassador to
France, member of the Congress and Governor of Pennsylvania.
He was a friend of George Washington.

Sicpiicn A. Doug/as, United States Senator from Illinois, was ap-
prenticed to a cabinetmaker, and served diligently till, upon his
health failing, he was released from his engagement.

Nathaniel Bowditch was bred to his father's trade, as a cooper,
and was afterward bound to a ship-chandlei. He became eminent
as a mathematician and astronomer.

Andrew J^ohnson was indentured at ten years of age to the
tailor's trade, and served his term of seven years. During his ap-
prenticeship he learned to read, and, after he was married, his wife
taught him to write and cipher. He became President of the
United States.

Elihu Burifl, the eminent scholar and friend of peace, is known
as the ''learned blacksmith." He understands a score of lan-

Governor J^ewell, of Connecticut, was a tanner; Governor
Claflin, of Massachusetts, was a shoemaker ; President Grant was
a tanner; Vice President Colfax was a printer.

(O— The Nlglitiiifc^nle and the Or^an.

A nightingale who chanced to hear

An organ's deep and swelling tone,
Was wont to lend a careful ear,

That so she might improve her own.
One evening, while the organ's note

Thrilled through the wood, and Philomel
Sat tuning her melodious throat

To imitate its wondrous swell.


A twittering sparrow, hopping near,

Said, " Prithee, now, be pleased to state

What from those wooden pipes you hear
That you can wish to imitate?

" I do not hesitate to say,

Whatever the stupid thing can do
To please us in a vocal way.

That very organ learned from you !

" Of all sweet singers none is greater

Than Philomel ; but, on my word !
To imitate one's imitator, —

Can aught on earth be more absurd ?"

" Nay (said the nightingale), if ought

From me the organ ever learned.
By him no less have I been taught,

And thus the favor is returned.

Thus to my singing, don't you see ?

Some needed culture I impart ;
For Nature's gifts, as all agree.

Are finest when improved by Art !"

Whate'er the foolish sparrow thought.

The nightingale (so Wisdom votes)
Was wise in choosing to be taught

E'en by an organ's borrowed notes.

And hence the student may obtain

Some useful rules to guide his course :

Shun self-conceit, nor e'er disdain
Instruction from the humblest source !

— y. Godfrey Saxe.

11. Perseverance— Robert Bruce.

The famous Robert Bruce of Scotland, having been defeated in
battle, was obliged to hide himself sometimes in woods and
sometimes in the huts of poor peasants; for his enemies were in
pursuit of him, and determined to kill him if they could find him.

One morning, after a sleepless night of anxiety, as he was lying
on a heap of straw in a deserted hut, reflecting upon his misfor-
tunes, and nearly discouraged, he saw a spider trying to swing
himself by his thread from one beam of the roof to another. He
failed, and the thread swung back to its former position. He made


another effort, fell back again, but immediately renewed the
attempt. The attention of Bruce was now fully aroused, and his
feelings enlisted for the success of the little insect. Again and
again the little creature failed, but as often renewed the attempt
with unabated energy, and after thirteen unsuccessful efforts, suc-
ceeded in the fourteenth in reaching the desired position.

The lesson of perseverance taught by the spider roused the
desponding hero to new exertion. He went forth from his hiding
place, collected his friends, defeated his enemies in a great and
decisive battle, and was soon after crowned King of Scotland.

12. Patience— Anger— The Frog and the Mouse.

There was once a great emulation between the frog and the
mouse, which should be master of the fen, and war ensued upon it.
IJut the crafty mouse, lurking under the grass in ambuscade, made
sudden sallies, and often surprised the enemy at a disadvantage
The frog excelling in strength, and being more able to leap"
abroad and take the field, challenged the mouse to single combat.
The mouse accepted the challenge, and each of them entered the
lists, armed with the point of a bulrush, instead of a spear. A
kite sailing in the air, beheld them afar off, and while they were
eagerly bent upon each other, and pressing on to the duel, this
fatal enemy descended upon them, and, with her crooked talons,
carried off both the champions.

Nothing so much exposes a man's weak side and lays him so
open to an enemy, as passion. — ^"Esop.

13. Vocation— The "Wolf and the Stray Kid.

A very stupid wolf (they are not all so) found a kid which had
gone astray from the fold. "Little friend," said the wolf, "I
have met you very seasonably. You will make me a good supper;
for I have neither breakfasted, nor dined to-day, I assure you."
" If 1 must die," replied the poor little kid, '* please to give me
a song first. I trust you will not refuse me this favor — it is the
first I have ever asked you. I have heard that you are a perfect
musician." The wolf, like a fool, set up a terrible howling, which,
of course, was the nearest to a song that he could get, and the
shepherd, hearing the noise, ran to the spot with his dogs, and the

wolf made off with himself as fast as hecould go. "Very well,"
said he, as he was running, "they have served me right enough ;
this will teach me to confine myself to the trade of butcher, and not
attempt to play the musician."

Become acquainted first with your talents, before you choose a
vocation , — Perri?i.

II. Ditties of Benevolence towards Otir
Fellow- Creat^tres,

1. Mutual Charity and Philanthropy.

(a) — Tlie Goofl Samaritan.

A certain lawyer stood up and said to Jesus, "Who is my
neighbor?" Jesus answering, said : "A certain man went down
from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, who stripped him
of his raiment, wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead.
And, by chance, there came down a certain priest that way ; and
when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. Likewise, a
Levite, when he was at the place, came and looked at him, and
passed also by on the other side, i^ut a certain Samaritan, as he
journeyed, came where he was; and when he saw him. he had
compassion on him, went to him, bound up his wounds, pouring
in oil and wine, and set him on his own beast ; then he brought
him to an inn, and took care of him, and on the morrow when he
departed, he took out two pence, gave them to the host, and
said unto him: 'Take care of him; and whatsoever thou
spendest more, when I come again, T will repay thee.'

"Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbor unto
him that fell among the thieves?" And he said: "He that
shewed mercy on him." Then said Jesus unto him: "Go, and
do thou likewise." — Bible.

In this parable, the national enemy of the wounded man proved
himself a kind, loving, liberal friend, while the careless priest, and


the proud Levite of his own kindred and religion, haughtily passed
by on the other side. Take every one for your neighbor who
wants your mercy !

(b)— The Sick Passenger.

The captain of a boat in Pennsylvania stood by his craft, when the
cars rolled up and a few minutes after a party of about half a dozen
gentlemen came out, and deliberately walking up to the captain,
addressed him, saying: ''Sir, we wish to go on East, but our
further progress to-day depends on you. In the cars we have just
left a sick man, whose presence is disagreeable. We have been
appointed a committee by the passengers to ask that you deny this
man a passing in your boat. If he goes, we remain; what say

"Gentlemen," replied the captain, "I have heard the passen-
gers through their committee. Has the sick man a representative
here?" To this unexpected interrogatory there was no answer;
when, without a moment's pause, the captain crossed over to the
car, and entering, beheld in a corner, a poor, emaciated, worn-out
creature, whose life was nearly gone by consumption. The captain
advanced, and spoke to him kindly. "Oh, sir," said the shivering
invalid, looking up, "are you the captain, and will you take me?
You see, sir, I am dying ; but oh ! if I am spared to reach my
mother, I shall die happy. She lives in Burlington, sir, and my
journey is more than half performed. I am a poor painter, and
the only child of her in whose arms I wish to die !"

"You shall go," replied the captain, "if I loose every other
passenger for the trip." A moment more, and the passengers
beheld him coming from the cars with the sick man cradled in his

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