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THE FOLLOWING PARODY, ON THE
STORY OF THE CAMELEON IS
TAKEN FROM "HARRIS'S INTRO-
DUCTION TO ARITHMETIC.”

OFT it has been my lot to mark,
A stupid unaspiring spark;
Without ambition, at the most,
To be more clever than a post;
Yet at a school such blades have been,
To see what trifles could be seen;
To no good objects will they turn,
Nor shew the least desire to learn.
Two stupid boys of such a cast,

As late through Pat-land school they pass'd,

Would waste their time in silly chatter, Though oft the stick would make a clatter. One holiday as they were walking, And at full liberty were talking; They grumbled at each useful rule, That they were taught to mind at school; Discours'd awhile 'mongst other things, Of learning's very hateful stings: They seem'd to fear them more by far Than famine, pestilence, or war. "A more disgusting thing," says one, "Sure never was beneath the sun; "I hate a book, I hate to learn, "I'd quite as soon my fingers burn. "What plague it is to read and write! "I'd rather quarrel, kick, and fight; * See page 204.

"In learning I can see no good, "And go to school I never would "If I could help it; pray would you? "Now tell me if you would, pray do." "No, no, I'd never go at all," Replied he, with a senseless bawl. Just at this time came by a third, To him the question they referr'd; No dunce was he, no stupid boy, But one who was his master's joy; Knowledge and skill were his delight, For these he studied day and night, With patience he these dunces heard, And then to reason them referr'd, In hopes he might convince their minds, How ignorance completely blinds; "A boy who will not learn to write, "Must have against himself a spite; "A boy who will not learn to read, "Can never hope in life to speed; "Those who arithmetic neglect "Will never have accounts correct; "In trade, how can you act your part, "Unless you know this useful art? "Learn then these things, learn them with pleasure,

"You'll find them all a useful treasure."

SCRIPTURAL TEXTS TO BE LEARNED BY HEART.

Whatsoever things are true, whatsoer things are honest, whatsoever

things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report ; if there be any virtue, if there be any praise, think of these things. Phil. iv. 8.

Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling, for it is God which worketh in us to will and to do, of his good pleasure. Do all things without murmurings and disputings, that ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke. Phil. ii. 12, &c.

Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus. Phil. ii. 5.

Let your conversation be such as becometh the Gospel of Christ. Phil. i. 27.

Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil-speaking, be put away from you, with all malice, and be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God, for Christ's sake, hath forgiven you. Eph. iv. 31.

Putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbonr; for we are members one of another. Eph, iv. 25

COUNTIES IN ENGLAND.

There are fifty-two counties in England and Wales together. The forty in England, are

Hast thou beheld the glorious sun,
Through all the sky his circuit run;
At rising morn, at closing day,
And when he beamed his noon-tide ray?

Say, didst thou e'er attentive view
The evening cloud, or morning dew?
Or, after rain, the watery bow

Rise in the East, a beauteous show?

When darkness had o'erspread the skies,
Hast thou e'er seen the moon arise;
And with a mild, and placid light
Shed lustre * o'er the face of night?
Hast thou e'er wandered o'er the plain,
And viewed the fields, and waving grain,
The flowery mead, the leafy grove,
Where all is melody and love?

Hast thou e'er trod the sandy shore,
And heard the restless ocean roar,
When, roused by some tremendous storm,
Its billows roll in dreadful foam?

Hast thou beheld the light'ning stream Through night's dark gloom a sudden gleam,

While the loud bellowing thunder's sound Rolled rattling through the heavens profound?

Hast thou e'er felt the cutting gale,
The sleety shower, the biting hail;
Beheld bright snow o'erspread the plains,
The water bound in icy chains?

Hast thou the various beings seen
That sport along the valley green;
That sweetly warble on the spray,
Or wanton in the suuny ray ;

* Brightness.