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They were such sounds as Shakspeare' heard,
Or Chaucer," when he blessed the bird ;

Such lovely sounds as we can hear.—
4. Great Plato' saw the vernal year

Send forth its tender flowers and shoots,
And luscious autumn pour its fruits ;
And we can see the lilies blow,
The corn-fields wave, the rivers flow;
For us all bounties of the earth,
For us its wisdom, love, and mirth,
If we daily walk in the sight of God,

And prize the gifts he has bestowed.
5. We will not dwell ămid the graves,

Nor in dim twilights sit alone,
To gaze at möldered architraves, “

Or plinths' and columns overthrown;
We will not only see the light

Through painted windows cobwebbed o'er,
Nor know the beauty of the night

Save by the moonbeam on the floor :
But in the presence of the sun,

Or moon, or stars, our hearts shall glow;
We'll look at nature face to face,

And we shall LOVE because we KNOW.
6. The present needs us. Every age

Bequēaths the next for heritage
No lazy luxury or delight-
But strenuous labor for the right;
For Now, the child and sire of Time,

Demands the deeds of earnèst men
To make it better than the past,

And stretch the circle of its ken.


See Biographical Sketch, p. 383. about 430 B. C., and died in his

Geoffrey Chaucer, (chå'sër\.call. eightieth year. ed the day-star and father of English * Architrave,(&rk'i tráv), the part poetry, born about 1328, and died in of a roof which rests on the top of a 1400. His great work is “ The Can- column, designed to represent the terbury Tales.”

beam which supports the roof. * Plā' to, a very celebrated philos 6 Plinth, a flat, round, or square opher of ancient Greece, was born base or foundation for a column.

Now is a fact that men deplõre,
Though it might bless them evermore,
Would they but fashion it aright:

'Tis ever new, 'tis ever bright.
7. Time, nor Eternity, hath seen
A repetition of delight

In all its phases : ne'er hath been
For men or angels that which is ;

And that which is hath ceased to be
Ere we have breathed it, and its place

Is lost in the Eternity.
But Now is ever good and fair,
Of the Infinitude the heir,
And we of it. So let us live
That from the Past we may receive
Light for the Now—from Now a joy

That Fate nor Time shall e'er destroy. MACKAY. CHARLES MACKAY, L.L.D., a British poet and journalist, was born in Perth, 1812. He was editor of the Morning Chronicle for five years, and of the Glasgow Argus for three. He is an author of considerable fame, ranking among the first of the present British poets, and still writes for the Illustrated London News.

III. 5. A GOLDEN COPPERSMITH. D ASIL GAVRILOFF MARINE, a Rússian crown-slave, and D by trade a coppersmith, was, at the beginning of March, returning to St. Petersburg from visiting his family at his native village. He arrived at Mos' cow on the night of the eleventh, with ten of his companions ; and as the railway train was already gone, they were obliged to pass the night there, and remain till three the next afternoon.

2. “The villagers are curious,” Marine himself relates, “and as we had never been at Moscow before, we determined to see all the curiosities of that ancient town. We entered the Cathedral of the Assumption, and kissed all its holy relics. We ascended to the top of the belfry of d’Ivan-Véliky, and then proceeded to the Bird-market. Here we heard that a terrible fire was raging—that the Great Theater was burning. As it was only noon, we determined to be spectators, and hastened to the spot.”

3. They arrived just as the fire was at its height; the theater burnt from the interior, and the flames spread rapidly, bursting from the roof and the windows in savage fury. At the time the fire broke out, three workmen were engaged at the top of the building : it gained upon them so fast, they had only time from a window to reach the roof; when they frantically rushed about without hope of escape, surrounded by the flames, which each moment gained upon them. Two of them in wild despair threw themselves from the roof, and were killed on the păvement below.

4. The third remained; and, suffocating with the smoke, screamed for assistance in a manner that struck agony in the hearts of all who heard him. His death seemed inevitable. There was not a ladder of sufficient length to reach the roof of the building, and the miserable man had the alternative of perishing by the flames or leaping down, as his comrādes had done. But even in this extremity his confidence did not forsake him, and he sought refugo on that side where the wind blew the fames away from him. Marine and his companions all this time were spectators of the scene. “I held my tongue,” said Marine, “but my heart beat painfully, and I asked myself how I could save this poor soul.”

5. “Companions,” cried the brave fellow, suddenly, " wait for me here, while I try and save that man.” His cómrādes looked at him with surprise, but without dissuading him from his purpose. “God be with you,” said they, “ for it is a good deed you are about to do.” Without losing another moment, Marine approached the authorities present, and solicited permission to try and rescue the man from the frightful death which menaced him.

6. Permission obtained, he took off his cap and sheepskin coat, and confided them to the care of the police. Accompanied by his brother, and provided with a stout cord, he rushed to a ladder that was placed against the wall, but which was věry far from reaching the roof. Marine made the sign of the Cross, and began to ascend. When he reached the summit, he fastened the cord around his waist, and once more devoutly crossing himself, began to climb one of the pipes that led from the roof.

7. The crowd below, breathlèss with astonishment and fear, eagerly watched each movement. Around him the flames were playing with intense fury; and above the terrible noise of the falling timbers were heard the fearful shrieks of the unfortunate man; who, though he saw assistance coming to him, dreaded it

might be too late. Nothing daunted, Marine continued his perilous ascent'. "It was cold,” said he, "and there was a terrible wind, but yet I felt it not; for, from the moment I determined upon trying to save the fellow, my heart was on fire, and I was like a furnace.” His burning hands kept continually sticking to the frozen pipes, which somewhat retarded his progress ; but still he courageously continued his way. “The pipe cracked," said he, “it was no longer firm—this dear pipe ; but happily I had arrived at the cornice, where there was foot-room."

8. His brother, who had remained all this time on the ladder, had made a hook fast to one end of the cord. Marine passed it to the man on the roof, and desired him to fasten it somehow securely ; this he did by fixing it round one of the ornaments of the cornice. Marine doubled it, to make it more secure, and then made him slide down the pipe, holding the cord in his hand, and his knees firmly round the pipe_himself giving the example. At the moment Marine reached the ladder, and the man he had so nobly preserved was seen to glide down in safety, a remarkable movement was manifested by the crowd—a movement truly Rússian—all heads were sīmultā'neously uncovered, and all hands made the sign of the Cross.

9. When Marine reached the ground, the man was already half-way down the ladder, and out of all danger. “I had hardly reached the ground,” relates Marine, “when a gentleman, in a cloak and military casque, approached me, and gave me twentyfive silver rubles." A great number of others surrounded him, and each gave him according to his means—some ten kopecks' silver, others a ruble, and some only copper. “Thanks, brave man!” was cried on all sides; "you are a courageous and good Christian ; and may Göd lõng grant you health, and bless you!"

10. “What became of the man I rescued,” said Marine, “I do not know ; but that is not my affair. Thanks to God, he is saved. A gentleman-an aid-de-camp—came to me, gave me a ticket, and took me in his sledge to the office of the Chancellerie, where he wrote down all that had taken place.” During this time Marine did not lose his presence of mind; he was only

'Ruble, (r8' bl), a Russian coin 3 Aid-de-camp, (dd' de käng), a about the value of seventy-five cents. general's aid; an officer selected by

* Kõ' peck, a Russian coin worth a general officer to assist him in his about two thirds of a cent.

military duties.

anxious about one thing—that the railway should not leave without him. At three o'clock he was in the wagon; and, on Friday, the thirteenth, he arrived at his destination, where he was waited for by his master, Monsieur Flottoff.

11. He requested permission for one day's leave to visit his aunt,' who kept a small shop in the Vassili Ostroff, which was readily granted; when, leaving her to return home, he was astonished at being called to the house of the Grand Master of the Police, who accompanied him to the palace. The coŭrage of which he had so lately given so strong a proof, had been brought to the knowledge of the Emperor, who desired to see him. Never had he thought, even in his wildest dreams, that such an honor would be accorded to him, a simple man of the people.

12. The Emperor received Marine in his cabinet, and, with the greatest kindness, said, “Marine, I thank thee for the good and great action thou hast performed ; but I wish to hear from thy own mouth how, with God's assistance, thou didst it.” Marine related the adventure to him in his own simple manner, and when he had finished, the Czar,' who had listened to him with the greatest attention, embraced him, and said : “My son, may God bless you! and remember, if you ever stand in need of my assistance, come to me and it shall be accorded you.” The Emperor then presented him with a medal and one hundred and fifty silver rubles. Marine left the Emperor's presence a happy man.


A YOUNG officer (in what army no matter) had so far forgotA ten himself, in a moment of irritation, as to strike a private soldier, full of personal dignity (as sometimes happens in all ranks), and distinguished for his coŭrage. The inex'orable laws of military discipline forbăde to the injured soldier any practical redress—he could look for no retaliation by acts.

2. Words only were at his command, and, in a tumult of indignation, as he turned å wāy, the soldier said to his officer that

1 Monsieur, (mo sēr'), Sir; Mr. In ěx'o ra ble, not to be per? Aunt, (ånt).

suaded or moved by entreaty or • Czar, (zår), emperor.

prayer; unyielding; unchangeable.

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