grown and can make good use of it; and now go home to wife and children, who will be greatly rejoiced to see husband and father once more." 66 "Ỏ my general, your Grace is too kind;" stammered the delighted sergeant, who did not know at what to rejoice most-the condescension of the officers, or the pension, or the wealth of his son Fritz. "How have I earned such favor?" "By your brave conduct during the whole campaign; by the wound which you received in the last battle, and which disables you for your whole life-time; and finally, by your boy, Soldier Fritz. “In him I have seen that you must be a good father. Such a one our king can better use at home than in the field. Go then in peace, old comrade, and with God's help train all your boys like this one, who is a genuine, true soldier child. Farewell! and do not forget to send Fritz to my regiment when he is large enough to bear arms for his king.” Translated from the German, by J. C. PICKARD. Notes. A discharge from military service is given either on account of old age, or disability for service from wounds or illness. A discharge with full pay as a pension, was the highest honor that could be given for faithful service. Grace is a term of respect used in some countries in addressing those of very high rank. Elocution. -Point out the inflections used in the third and fourth paragraphs on page 39. Mark the emphatic words in the last paragraph of the lesson. Language. —What is meant by the following "A favorite dish." "In good season." "A faint suspicion of the truth began to dawn in his mind." Composition.-Select six points in the story, that seem to be important, and use them as an outline in reproducing the story in your own language. 3.-LITTLE fūt'ūre (fūt'yur), time to come. al lūred', tempted; led into danger. be trayed, misled; given into the hands of an enemy by fraud. FEET. maz'eş, confusing places. am bi'tion (bish'un), desire for de lud'ed, led into error. Two little feet, so small that both may nestle Two tender feet upon the untried border Of life's mysterious land. Dimpled, and soft, and pink as peach-tree blossoms How can they walk among the briery tangles, Those white-rose feet along the doubtful future, Alas! since woman has the heaviest burden, Love for a while will make the path before them Will cull away the brambles, letting only The roses blossom there. But when the mother's watchful eyes are shrouded Away from sight of men, And these dear feet are left without her guiding, How will they be allured, betrayed, deluded- Into what dreary mazes will they wander? Will they go stumbling blindly in the darkness Or find the upland slopes of peace and beauty, Will they go stumbling up ambition's summit, Or in some nameless vale, securely sheltered, Some feet there be which walk life's track unwounded, Which find but pleasant ways; Some hearts there be, to which this life is only A round of happy days. But they are few. Far more there are who wander Who find their journey full of pains and losses, How shall it be with her, the tender stranger, Before whose unstained feet the world's rude high way Stretches so strange and wide? Ah, who may read the future? For our darling · And pray that He who feeds the crying ravens, FLORENCE PERCY. Biography.-Florence Percy (Mrs. Elizabeth Akers Allen) was born in 1832, in the town of Strong, Maine. At an early age, the death of her mother cast a gloom over her young life. The effects of her bereavement may be noticed in an undertone of sadness throughout her writings. Mrs. Allen's career as a writer began at a very early age, with the publication of some verses. The enviable popularity to which she has attained, is due to a tenderness and grace of style, which loses none of its charm even in the treatment of homely subjects. Elocution.- What is the feeling or sentiment expressed in this With what tone of voice should it be read? What time and force should be used? poem? The articulation should be clear and crisp. Point out three or four cases in the poem where certain words receive emphasis through repetition. Show the changes in inflection due to contrasts in the fourth stanza. Language.-Explain the meaning of the following "The untried borders of life's mysterious land." "The mother's eyes are shrouded away from sight of men." Composition. - Make each stanza the basis of a paragraph, and treat the subject in prose form. Notice the changes that must be made in turning the poetry into prose.-(1.) In the words used. (2.) The arrangement of words in the sentences. 4. MALIBRAN AND THE YOUNG MUSICIAN. pub'lish er, one who sends a book or writing into the world. erown, a piece of money, in value a little more than $1.20. lux'ū ry (luk'shụ rỹ), any thing delightful to the senses. riv'et ed, fixed. myr'i ad, a very great number. pounds, English money, each pound equals about $4.84. aeeŏm'plished, educated; carefully trained. tăl'ent ed, possessing great skill in any direction. sta'tion, condition of life. deigned (dand), condescended. In a humble room, in one of the poorest streets of London, little Pierre, a fatherless French boy, sat humming by the bedside of his sick mother. There was no bread in the closet, and for the whole day he had not tasted food. Yet he sat humming to keep up his spirits. Still, at times, he thought of his loneliness and hunger, and he could scarcely keep the tears from his eyes; for he knew nothing would be so grateful to his poor, sick mother as a good sweet orange-and yet he had not a penny in the world. The little song he was singing was his own,one he had composed with air and words; for the child was a genius. He went to the window, and looking out, saw a man putting up a great bill with yellow letters, announcing that Madame Malibran would sing that night in public. His “If I could only go,” thought little Pierre; and then, pausing a moment, he clasped his hands. eyes lighted with a new hope. Running to the little stand, he smoothed down his yellow curls, and taking from a little box some old stained paper, gave one eager glance at his mother, who slept, and ran speedily from the house. "Who did you say is waiting for me?" said the lady to her servant. "I am already worn out with company.” "It is only a very pretty little boy with yellow curls, who says if he can see you he is sure you will not be sorry, and he will not keep you a moment." "Well, let him come," said the beautiful singer, with a smile; "I can never refuse children.” Little Pierre came in, his hat under his arm, and in his hand a little roll of paper. With manliness unusual for a child, he walked straight to the lady, and bowing, said: "I come to see you because my mother is very sick, and we are too |