...such was the teacher at whose feet Harry Birkett once more sat. CHAPTER XXV. PBACTICAl TEACHING. " Thanks, thanks to thee my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught." THE Riverside Mechanics' Institution, at the time Harry Birkett joined it, was a " great educational...

...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand, he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling; rejoicing; sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....

...a poor blacksmith, of whom it might be said, as the American poet wrote of another of the trade : " Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose."...

...hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 6. He goes, on Sunday, to the church, And sits among...through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close, Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose....

...and, by the good providence of God, found a place in which to rest his worn-out and exhausted frame. "Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...it close : Something attempted, something done, Has earn'da night's repose." Scarcely, however, had the sun gilded the eastern skies before he sallied...

...once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose....

...hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 5. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his...attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. 8. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge...

...once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes . Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life...done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to dice, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes...

...is played!' — and down he fetched a right bower. Mr. Longfellow smiles as sweet as pie and says— "Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught,' — and blamed if he didn't down with another right bower! Emerson claps his hand on his bowie, Longfellow...

...With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. (1. 1-6) 49 all But the best and the worst of us its close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. (1. 37-42) 50 Thanks,...