And in that blast so thrilling,

The trumpeter's spirit fled;
He breathed his last breath in it,
And from his steed fell dead.

horse
The company returning

Stood silent round their friend ; “That,” said the old field-marshaí, commarvela “ That was a happy end !”

From the German of JULIUS MOSER.

GAUD, n., a pleasing trifle.

TAL'IS-MAN, n., a magical figure out
HÒARD, v. t., to lay up; to amass. or engraved ; a charm.
Low'ER (lou'er), v. i., to appear dark. Im'Port, n., weight; consequence.
WREST'LER, n., one who wrestles. CE-LES'TIAL, A., heavenly.

Practice the consonant termination sts in tem'pests. Heed the pure sound of oi in soiled, toiled. In 'neath (a contraction of beneath) the th is vocal.

Tongs of high import sound I in thine ears,

Dear child, though now thou mayst not feel their power;
But hoard them up, and in thy coming years

Forget them not, and, when earth's tempests lower,
A talisman unto thee shall they be,
To give thy weak arm-strength - to make thy dim eyes-see.

Seek Truth, — that pure celestial Truth, — whose birth

Was in the heaven of heavens, clear, sacred, shrined In Reason's light. — Not oft she visits earth,

But her majestic port, the willing mind,

Through Faith, may sometimes see. Give her thy soul, Nor faint, though Error's surges loudly 'gainst thee roll.

Be free -- not chiefly from the iron chain,

But from the one which Passion forges - be
The master of thyself. If lost, regain

The rule o'er chance, sense, circumstance. Be free.
Trample thy proud lusts proudly 'neath thy feet,
And stand erect, as for a heaven-born-one/is meet.

Seek Virtue. Wear her armor to the fight;

Then, as a wrestler gathers strength from strife, Shalt thou be nerved to a more vigorous might

By each contending, turbulent ill of life. Seek Virtue. She alone is all divine; p And, having found, be strong, in God's own strength and

thine, Truth - Freedom - Virtue-these, dear child, have power,

If rightly cherished, to uphold, sustain, And bless thy spirit, in its darkest hour.

Neglect them—thy celestial gifts are vain; In dust shall thy weak wing be dragged and soiled ; Thy soul be crushed 'neath gauds for which it basely toiled.

Rev. EPHRAIM PEABODY.

XLIX. -ROLLA TO THE PERUVIANS.

LEGʻA-CY, n., a bequest.
VULTURE, n., a bird of prey.

CRAFT'Y, A., cunning; sly.
AV'A-RICE, n., greed of gain.

1. My brave associates, — partners of my toil, my feelings, and my fame!- can Rolla's words add vigor to the virtuous energies which inspire your hearts ? No! You have judged, as I have, the foulness of the crafty plea by which these bold invaders would delude you. Your generous spirit has com

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pared, as mine has,-the motives which, in a war like this, can animate their minds and ours.

2. They, by a strange frenzy driven, fight for power, for plunder, and extended rule ; we, for our country, our altars, and our homes. They follow an adventurer whom they fear, and obey a power) which they hate; we-serve a monarch whom we love — a God whom we adore. Whene'er they move in anger, desolation tracks their progress! Whene'er they pause in amity, affliction-mourns their friendship.

3. They boast they come but to improve our state, enlarge our thoughts, and free us from the yoke of error! Yes: they will give enlightened freedom to our minds, who are themselves the slaves of passion, avarice, and pride! They offer us their protection. Yes: such protection as vultures give to lambs — covering and devouring them! They call on us to barter all of good we have inherited and proved, for the desperate chance of something better which they promise.

4. Be our plain answer this: The throne we honor is the people's choice; the laws we reverence-are our brave fathers' legacy; the faith we follow teaches us to live in bonds of charity with all mankind, and die with hope of bliss- beyond the grave. Tell your invaders this; and tell them, too, we seek no change and, least of all, such change as they-would bring us !

Why praise we, prodigal of fame,
The rage that sets the world on flame?
My guiltless Muse his brow shall bind
Whose godlike bounty spares mankind.
For those whom bloody garlands crown,
The brass may breathe, the marble frown ;
To him, through every rescued land,
Ten thousand living trophies stand !

L.-OLIVER GOLDSMITH.

HAM'LET, n., a small village.

COUNTER-PART, n., & copy.
CAL'low, a.,
unfledged.

COUN’TER-FEIT-ED, pp., feigned.
FURZE, n., a prickly shrub.

DIF'FI-DENT, a., not confident.
SE-DAN', n., a portable carriage. DRAM'A-TIZE, v. t., to compose in the
MA-CHINE' (-sheen), n., any compli- form of a play.
cated work ; an engine.

LU'DI-CROUS, a., laughable.
WAIM'SI-CAL, a., full of whims. ACT'U-ATE, v. t., to put in action.
I-DEN'TI-FY, v. t., to prove or to make E-QUIV'A-LENT, n., that which is equal
the same.

in worth.

Pronounce Ardagh, Ar'da (the final a like a in far). Do not say respex for re-spects'.
Give the ew in knew the y sound of long u.

1. THERE are few writers for whom the reader feels such personal kindness as for Oliver Goldsmith; for

few have so eminently possessed the magic gift of / -1.. fractia identifying themselves with their writings. We read

his character in every page, and grow into familiar Liendship

intimacy with him as we read.

2. The artless benevolence that beams throughout his works; the whimsical, yet amiable views of human life and human nature; the unforced humor, blending so happily with good feeling and good sense, and sin. x gularly dashed at times with a pleasing melancholy; 4

even the very nature of his mellow, and flowing, and myse softly tinted style, – all seem to bespeak his fóral as

well as his intellectual qualities, and make us love the
man at the same time that we admire the author.

3. While the productions of writers of loftier pro hactenze tension and more sounding names are suffered to

moulder on our shelves, those of Goldsmith are cherencomengjesi ished and laid in our bosoms. We do not quote them

with ostentation, but they mingle with our minds,
sweeten our tempers, and harmonize our thoughts;
they put us in good humor with ourselves and with
the world, and in so doing they make us happier and
better men.

4. Oliver Goldsmith was born on the 10th of November, 1728, at the hamlet of Pallas, or Pallasmore, county of Longford, in Ireland. Let us draw from his own

writings one or two of those pictures which, under net luxfeigned names, represent his father and his family, and

the happy fireside of his childish days.

5. “My father" - says the Man in Black, who, in some respects, is a counterpart of Goldsmith himself “my father, the younger son of a good family, was possessed of a small living in the church. His education was above his fortune, and his generosity greater than his education. Poor as he was, he had his flatterers poorer than himself. For every dinner he gave them, they returned him an equivalent in praise ; , and

actions this was all he wanted. Quelcome 6.

“ The same ambition that actuates a monarth at the head of his army, inflúenced my father at the head of his table. He told the story of the ivy-tree, and that was laughed at; he repeated the jest of the two scholars,

and the company laughed at that; but the story of Taffy in the sedan-chair was sure to set the table in

Thus his pleasure increased in proportion to the pleasure he gave. He loved all the world, and he fancied all the world loved him.

7. “As his fortune was but small, he lived up to the very extent of it. He had no intention of leaving his children money, for that was dross; he resolved that they should have learning, for learning, he used to observe, was better than silver or gold. For this purpose he undertook to instruct us himself, and took as much care to form our morals as to improve our understanding.

and neas 8. "We were told that universal benevolence was what first ce-ment'ed society. We were taught to consider all the wants of mankind as our own; to regard the human face divine with affection and esteem.

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