Lo! my counsel naught avails; Pleasure's burning flame, and dies-Bruce. TO A WOUNDED SINGING-BIRD. Or the sharp winter done thee harm? We'll lay thee gently in the sun, And breathe on thee, and keep thee warm; Perhaps some human kindness still May make amends for human ill. We'll take thee in, and nurse thee well, And thou shalt be our feather'd child; When thou canst speak again in song. Another? ha! look where it lies: The mother's woe doth pierce the air, All's vain the singer's heart is cold, Its eye is dim-its fate is told !-Barry Cornwall. Scent, smell. Diverge, go, from a fixed point, different ways. THE SCENT OF A TERRIER. I was riding, one day, on Sunbury common, where On several occasions, several times. A DOG OF GOOD NOSE. An ENGLISHMAN, who was travelling in Newfoundland, had a dog-a native of that country-as his constant companion. On several occasions it saved his life. When the gentleman departed for England, he left the faithful animal behind; but on seeing his master sailing away, the dog plunged into the sea, and swam three miles after the ship, when he was picked up. On arriving in the Thames, the gentleman hastened home. In the hurry and pleasure of meeting his friends he forgot that his dog was outside in the crowded streets. At once he went in search of him. He was nowhere to be seen, and his master gave him up for lost. Early next morning, however, a letter arrived from the captain of the ship, informing him that the dog was safe on board, having swum to the vessel on the previous day. On comparing the time at which he arrived with that when he was missing, it appeared that he must have gone directly through the city to Wapping, where he took to the water. Here we see a dog just brought from Newfoundland, and who can scarcely be said to have put his feet on ground in England, not only finding his way through a crowded city to the banks of the river, but also finding, among many others, the ship that he wanted in that river.* Kennel, a place where dogs are kept. Existed, was. Mutual, common to both. THE HOUNDS AND THEIR FRIEND, CLOSE to the Duke of Beaufort's kennel, at Bedmington, a tame fox was confined. Between it and the fox-hounds a great friendship existed. When the hounds were let out, they played with the fox, who, on his part, was equally ready to join in their pranks. This mutual good-will had lasted for some time, until one day a hunted fox, much exhausted, ran for shelter into a bush close to the hutch of the tame one. The hounds, in the eagerness of the chase, ran into the latter, mistaking him for the other, and instantly killed him. No sooner, however, were they aware of their having occasioned the death of their old acquaintance, than each hound slunk away. They appeared conscious and ashamed of what had been done, nor could they be induced to touch the dead fox when thrown amongst them. * Jessie. Pique, offence, quarrel. ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG. Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song; In Islington there was a man, And in that town a dog was found, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends; The dog, to gain his private ends, Around from all the neighbouring streets The wondering neighbours ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye: And while they vowed the dog was mad, They vowed the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.-Goldsmith. Principal, chief. Declivity, slope. Descending, coming down. Rescue, help. THE KIND-HEARTED NEWFOUNDLAND. IN the city of Worcester, one of the principal streets leads by a gentle declivity to the river Severn. One day a child, in crossing this street, fell down in the middle of it. A horse and cart, which were descending the hill, would have passed over the child; but a Newfoundland rushed to the rescue, caught up the child in his mouth, and conveyed it safely to the pavement.* Instance, example. Canine, relating to dogs. THE AFFECTIONATE COLLY. THE following instance of canine affection came under my observation at a farm where I happened to be. A colly, belonging to a shepherd on the farm, appeared very restless. She frequently sent forth short howls and moans as if in pain. "What on "Ye earth is the matter with the dog," I asked. see, sir," said the shepherd, "I drowned her whelps i' the pond this morning, and she's busy crying for them." I accordingly resolved to watch her movements. She was not long in setting off to the pond and fishing out her offspring. One pretty speckled pup she seemed to grieve over the most. After looking at it for some time she hastened to a heap of rubbish and scooped out a deep hole. Back she came for the dead pups, and carried them one by one to the hole. Therein she placed them and covered them up most carefully. After she had done her sad task, she returned to her usual work. * Jessie. |