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CASSIO'S LOST REPUTATION.
[Enter Iago and Cassio. Cassio has been discovered by his commander, Othello, while engaged in a drunken brawl.]
Lago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant ?
Cassio. Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation !
Iago. As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily wound; there is more offense in that than in reputation.
There are ways to recover the general again.
Sue to him again. Cassio. I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive 80 good a commander, with so slight, so drunken, so indiscreet, an officer. Drunk ? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow ? O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee-devil!
Iago. What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you? Cassio. I know not.
I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. Oh, that men should put an enemy in their months to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
Iago. Why! but you are now well enough. How came you thus recovered?
Cassio. It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me another to make me frankly despise myself.
Iago. Come; you are too severe a moraler ! I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.
Cassio. I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast! Oh, strange! Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.
THE TWO GLASSES.
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
On rich man's table rim to rim.
And one was as clear as the crystal flood.
“Let us tell tales of the past to each other.
power are over all.
Said the glass of water : “I can not boast
These are the tales they told each other,
I think that instead of flying to alcohol, as many people do when they are exhausted, they might very well drink water, or they might very well take food, and would be very much better without the alcohol. If I am fatigued with overwork, personally, my food is very simple. I eat the raisins instead of taking the wine. I have had a very large experience in that practice for thirty years.
-Sir William Gull.
ON HEIGHTS OF POWER.
FRANCES E. WILLARD.
OVE'S light illumines the pathway ye trod,
Comrades of yesterday, now saints of God;
FRANCES É. WILLARD EXERCISE.
REV. W. 0. PHILLIPS.
girls or boys, and is appropriate for a Francés Willard day. A framed picture of Miss Willard is placed on an easel, the bar on which the picture rests being long enough to permit of fourteen pieces of cardboard, six inches wide by ten long, to be hung on it. Fourteen small hooks should be placed at equal distance apart on this bar to hold the cardboard. Each piece of cardboard has in the centre one of the letters forming Miss Willard's name. The four corners are ornamented with small bows of white ribbon. The children should enter and stand on the side of the platform opposite the picture. As each child speaks the line that begins with the letter on its piece of cardboard, it should cross the platform and hang the cardboard on a hook, beginning with the hook on the extreme left, and then stand to one side of the easel, the first child standing to the left, the second to the right, and so on. When the last line has been spoken and the name is completed beneath the picture, the children should form a pretty group, some kneeling and some standing, about the picture. If there is a curtain, it should fall while the children hold the pose; if there is not, the children may march off the platform two by two.
Far up the heights, thou nobly planned of God,
Though I look old,
Frosty, but kindly.