continue to admire, with a loving heart, all God's glorious works, and do not forget the solemn eagle on his rugged cliff."

JOURNAL KEPT AT AN ENGLISH FARM.

June 10.-Last night we had a dreadful alarm. A violent scream was heard from the hen-roost: the geese all set up a cackle, and the dogs barked. Ned, the boy who sleeps over the stable, jumped up, and ran into the yard, where he saw a fox galloping away with a chicken in his mouth, and the dogs in full chase after him. They could not overtake him, and soon returned. The large white cock, too, was found lying on the ground all covered with blood, with his comb almost torn off; and the speckled hen and her three chickens lay dead beside him. The cock recovered, but seemed terribly frightened. It seems that the fox had jumped over the garden-hedge, and then, crossing the yard behind the stack of straw, had crept into the hen-roost through a broken board. The board was nailed up fast, to prevent the like mischief again.

Early this morning the brindled cow gave us a fine bullcalf. Both seem well. The calf is to be fattened for the butcher.

The duck-eggs under the old black hen were hatched this day, and all the ducklings ran directly into the pond, to the great terror of the hen, who went round and round, clucking with all her might, in order to call them out; but an old drake took the little ones under his care, and they swam about very merrily.

As Dolly was this morning milking the new cow that was bought at the fair, she kicked with her hind legs, and

threw down the milk-pail, at the same time knocking Dolly off her stool into the dirt. For the future, this cow is to be bailed, while she is milked, and to have her legs tied.

A hawk was seen to hover a long while over the yard, with intent to carry off some of the young chickens; but the hens called their broods together under their wings, and the cocks got ready to fight, and so the hawk was disappointed. At length one chicken, heedless of its mother's call, and straggling to a distance, was with a sudden swoop seized by the hawk, who was carrying it away. The chicken cried out, and the cocks and hens all screamed; when Ralph, the farmer's son, snatching up a loaded gun, fired, and brought the hawk dead to the ground, along with the poor chicken, which was killed by the fall. The hawk was nailed up against the barn to frighten others away.

In the forenoon, we were alarmed by some strange noises, and saw a number of persons, with frying pans, tongs and pokers, beating, ringing, and making a great din. They were our neighbours of the next farm, in pursuit of a swarm of bees, which was still hovering in the air over our heads. The bees at length settled on a tall pear-tree in our orchard, and hung in a bunch from one of the boughs. A ladder was got, and a man went up with gloves on his hands, and an apron tied over his head. He swept them into a hive, which had been smeared on the inside with honey and sweet herbs. But, as he was getting down, some bees, which had got under his gloves, stung him in such a manner, that he hastily threw down the hive; upon which the greater part of the bees fell out, and began in a rage to fly among the crowd, and sting all upon whom they lit. Away scampered the people, the women shrieking, the children roaring and poor Adam, who had held the hive, was attacked so fiercely, that he was obliged to throw

himself on the ground and creep under the gooseberry bushes. At length, the bees began to return to the hive, in which the queen-bee had remained; and after a while, when all were quietly settled, a cloth was thrown over it, and the swarm was carried home.

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About noon, three pigs broke into the garden, where they were rioting upon the carrots and turnips, and doing a great deal of mischief, by trampling the beds and rooting the plants with their snouts; when they were spied by old Towzer, the mastiff, who ran among them, and, laying hold of their long ears with his teeth, made them squeal most dismally, and get out of the garden as fast as they could.

A sheep-washing was held this day at the mill-pond, when seven score were well washed, and then penned in the high meadow to dry. Many of them struggled hard on being thrown into the water; and the old ram, being dragged to the brink, by a boy at each horn and a third pushing behind, by a sudden spring threw two of them into the pond, to the great amusement of those who were looking on.

ENGLISH BIRDS AND THEIR NESTS.
THE skylark's nest among the grass

And waving corn is found;

The robin's on a shady bank,

With oak-leaves strewed around.

The wren builds in an ivied thorn,

Or old and ruined wall;
The mossy nest so covered in,

You scarce can see at all.

The martins build their nest of clay,
In rows beneath the eaves;
The silvery lichens, moss, and hair,
The chaffinch interweaves.

The cuckoo makes no nest at all,
But through the wood she strays,
Until she finds one snug and warm,
And there her egg she lays.

The sparrow has a nest of hay,
With feathers warmly lined;
The ring-dove's careless nest of sticks
On lofty trees we find.

Rooks build together in a wood,

And often disagree;

The owl will build inside a barn,

Or in a hollow tree.

The blackbird's nest of grass and mud
In bush and bank is found;
The lapwing's darkly-spotted eggs

Are laid upon the ground.

The magpie's nest is made with thorns,

In leafless tree or hedge;

The wild-duck and the water-hen

Build by the water's edge.

Birds build their nests from year to year,

According to their kind;

Some very neat and beautiful—

Some simpler ones we find.

The habits of each little bird,

And all its patient skill,

Are surely taught by God himself,
And ordered by His will.

THE CAMEL.

bottom, so that they will The sole of the foot is

THERE is no animal more useful to man in hot countries, particularly where there is but little water, than the camel. And he is so made that, though he would be of little use in moist and rainy climates, he is of the greatest service in hot and dry ones. Now, if you look at his feet, you will see that they are broad at the not sink easily into the sand. not hard like the hoof of a horse, but tough like a piece of india-rubber, or like the leather of your shoes,—not hard like horn, or wood, or iron. If the camel were to travel in wet places, his legs would soon become sore; but on dry roads he walks very well. His feet, too, would be soon hurt, if he had to travel over stony ground; but on soft sand he walks with great ease. Arabia and Africa, and the southern parts of Asia, in which countries the camel mostly lives, are both dry and sandy.

The camel is called "the ship of the desert," though he has neither mast nor sails, because he is employed by the merchant to carry his goods across the sandy desert, as ships carry them over the seas. He is very strong, and can carry a great load.

As I told you before, the camel has a foot suited for travelling through dry countries only. Now, there is but little grass, and there are very few bushes growing, in such very dry land; therefore God has given the camel a stomach