not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lord's, and he will give you into our hands.

And it came to pass, when the Philistine arose, and came and drew nigh to meet David, that David hasted, and ran toward the army to meet the Philistine. And David put his hand in his bag, and took thence a stone, and slang it, and smote the Philistine in his forehead, that the stone sunk into his forehead; and he fell upon his face to the earth. So David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and with a stone, and smote the Philistine, and slew him; but there was no sword in the hand of David. Therefore David ran, and stood upon the Philistine, and took his sword, and drew it out of the sheath thereof, and slew him, and cut off his head therewith. And when the Philistines saw their champion was dead, they fled.

THE LIGHT THAT IS FELT

A tender child of summers three,
Seeking her little bed at night,
Paused on the dark stair timidly.
"Oh mother! Take my hand," said she,
"And then the dark will be all light."

-John Greenleaf Whittier.

THE MAID AND THE MILK

ADAPTED FROM ESOP'S FABLES

Dolly was a milkmaid.

She was a good girl.

She was very careful about her work.
Her mistress gave her a pail of milk to sell.
The doctor was going to have a large party.
Dolly knew he would buy the milk.
Dolly went gayly along to the doctor's house.
She always carried her pail on her head.
All milkmaids carry their pails so.

She was making fine plans, as she went.
First, she would sell this milk to the doctor.
With that money she would buy eggs.
She would put the eggs under the old hen.
The old hen would sit on the eggs.
The eggs would hatch into fine chickens.
She would sell the chickens at the fair.
Then she would have some money.
Perhaps she would have ten dollars.
She would buy a new coat.

There might be enough for a new hat.
She hoped to get ribbons, too.

She was thinking how fine she would look.

People would be glad to speak to her, now that

she had fine clothes.

Perhaps she would not speak to them.

Just then she tossed her head proudly.
You can guess what happened.
Down came the pail.

The milk ran all over the ground.

No milk, no money.

No money, no eggs.
No eggs, no chickens.

No chickens, no new coat.

No fine hat, no pretty ribbons.
Poor Dolly! Poor Dolly, indeed!

A FAREWELL

My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray;
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.

Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast forever

One grand, sweet song.

-Charles Kingsley.

WILLIAM TELL AND HIS SON

CHAMBER'S "TRACTS"

The sun already shone brightly as William Tell entered the town of Altorf, and he advanced at once to the public place, where the first object that caught his eyes was a handsome cap, embroidered with gold, stuck upon the end of a long pole. Soldiers were walking around it in silence, and the people of Altorf, as they passed, bowed their heads to this new sign of power. The cap had been set up by Gessler, the Austrian commander, for the purpose of discovering those who would not obey the Austrian power, which had ruled the people of the Swiss Cantons for a long time with great severity. He suspected that the people were about to break into rebellion, and with a view to learn who were the most discontented, he had placed the royal cap of Austria on this pole, publicly proclaiming that everyone passing near, or within sight of it, should bow before it, in proof of his homage to Austria.

Tell was much surprised at this new and strange attempt to humble the people, and, leaning on his cross-bow, gazed scornfully on them and the soldiers. Berenger, captain of the guard, at length

observed this man, who alone amidst the bowing crowd carried his head erect. He ordered him to be seized and disarmed by the soldiers, and then conducted him to Gessler, who put some questions to him, which he answered so boldly that Gessler was both surprised and angry. Suddenly, he was struck by the likeness between him and the boy Walter Tell, whom he had seized and put in prison the previous day for uttering some bold words; he quickly asked his name, which he no sooner heard than he knew him to be the archer so famous, and the best marksman in the Canton.

Gessler at once resolved to punish both father and son at the same time, by an act which was perhaps the very worst method of torture which man ever thought of. As soon, then, as the youth was brought out, the governor turned to Tell, and said: "I have often heard of thy great skill as an archer, and I now intend to put it to the proof. Thy son shall be placed at a distance of a hundred yards, with an apple on his head. If thou strikest the apple with thy arrow, I will pardon you both; but if thou refusest this trial, thy son shall die before thine eyes.

Tell begged Gessler to spare him so cruel a trial, in which he might perhaps kill his beloved boy with his own hand. The governor would not alter his purpose; so Tell at last agreed to shoot at the apple, as the only chance of saving his son's life. Walter stood with his back to a linden tree. Gess