On a winter's night,

When hearts are light,
And health is on the wind,

We loose the rein

And sweep the plain,

And leave our cares behind.

With a laugh and song
We glide along
Across the fleeting snow;
With friends beside,

How swift we ride

On the beautiful track below!

O the raging sea,

Has joys for me,

When gale and tempests roar!

But give me the speed

Of a foaming steed,

And I'll ask for the waves no more.

LANGUAGE LESSON.-Let pupils copy the third stanza and point out the lines that end with similar sounds.

Let pupils fill blanks in the stanza given below.

"So the merry brown thrush sings away in the
To you and to me, to you and to
And he sings all the day, little girl, little
'O the world's running over with joy!'"

"Well, dear, as Maude has gone and your train is about to start, I will say good-by. I hope you will get home safe. Be sure to write and let me know as soon as you possibly can."

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"O yes, Miss Smith; everything will be all right; Harry is to meet me at Newfield, you know. Good-by!"

Then the train started, and as May waved her hand, she felt that the holidays had begun at last.

It was only ten weeks since May had left her home in the country to attend a city boarding school; and yet the time seemed very long to her since she had last seen all the dear home faces, and her delight was very great as the train started slowly away from the station.

May had never traveled alone before, and as none of her schoolmates happened to be going her way, the best thing to be done was for her cousin Harry to meet her at Newfield, a distance of about twenty-five miles from home.

"Let me see," said May to herself, "I have bought a knife for John, and a boat for Charles (I hope the mast won't break) and a doll for baby. All of them cost a dollar, so now I have only ten cents left."

Then May took her purse out of her pocket, and felt for this piece of money. Presently her fingers wandered to the place where she had put her ticket.

Suddenly she gave a start, for looking into her purse she saw that her ticket was not there!

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"O!" she cried, "what shall I do! what shall I do! Maude has my ticket!"

Poor May! At first she felt like having a good cry, but she knew that would be of no use, so instead she be

gan to think how she should get over her trouble.

"What shall I say to the conductor when he asks for my ticket," thought May. "Perhaps he will not believe that I ever had one. O what will papa do when the train comes and

May felt a great lump in her throat at this last, sad thought; but she rubbed her eyes and put her hat straight, thinking, "I will make myself look as well as I can anyhow."

"Tickets! tickets, please!" said the conductor, and he waited a moment for May to speak.

"I have no ticket-I mean I have none with me," said May, timidly.

"Then I must collect your fare. Where are you going?" said the conductor.

"But I only have ten cents," and May showed her purse.

"You will have to get off at the next station," said the conductor, and at the next station May got off.

She had no sooner left the cars than