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heart required. He hoped they would not charge him with ingratitude; but the dog, he said, patting him on the face, had been his only companion during the long and dreary winters he had passed among those rocks-that there was no other living creature whom he could call his friend—and, in fine, rather than part with him, he would return their bounty; preferring his hut, his poverty, and his dog, to wealth and solitude.

16. "Enough has been said," replied the stranger; "you shall not part with him,—and I am sorry that I made a request which could give one moment's pain to so good a heart. Take this," added he, presenting a large addition to his former donation; "and if it be more than sufficient for your wants, I know it will be employed-as all wealth ought to be-in alleviating the distresses of your fellow-beings."

INDEPENDENT STATESMAN.

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36. THE SON OF SORROW.-A FABLE.

LL lonely, excluded from Heaven,

Sat Sorrow one day on the strand,2

And, mournfully buried in thought,

Form'd a figure of clay with her hand.

2. Jove appear'd. "What is this?" he demands:
She replied, ""Tis a figure of clay.
Show thy power on the work of my hand;
Give it life, mighty Father, I pray!"

3. "Let him live!" said the god.

"But observe,

As I lend him, he mine must remain."

"Not so," Sorrow said, and implored,
"Oh! let me my offspring retain !

4. ""Tis to me his creation he owes."

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Yes," said Jove, "but 'twas I gave him breath."
As he spoke, Earth appears on the scene,

And, observing the image, thus saith:

'Alle' vi åt ing, making lighter or more tolerable.- Strånd, shore.—

Jove, or Ju' pi ter, the chief of the fabulous gods of the ancients.

5. "From me-from my bosom he's tōrn,

I demand, then, what's taken from me."
"This strife shall be settled," said Jove;

"Let Saturn' decide 'tween the three."
6. This sentence the Judge gave. "To all
He belongs, so let no one complain;
The life, Jove, thou gavest him, shalt thou,
With his soul, when he dies, take again.
7. "Thou, Earth, shalt receive back his frame,
At peace in thy lap he'll recline;

But during his whole troubled life,
He shall surely, O Sorrow, be thine!
8. "His features thy look shall reflect;

Thy sigh shall be mixed with his breath:
And he ne'er shall be parted from thee
Until he reposes in death!"

MORAL.

9. The sentence of Heaven, then, is this;
And hence man lies under the sod:
Though Sorrow possesses him, living,
He returns both to earth and to God.

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37. STUART, THE PAINTER.

Stuart, the painter, this amusing anecdote is related. He

had put up at an inn, and his companions were desirous, by putting roundabout questions, to find out his calling or profession. Stuart answered, with a grave face and serious tone, that

'Såt'urn, the father of Jupiter.--Gilbert Stuart was born in Newport, R. I., in 1755, and died in 1828. He lived successively in Philadelphia, Washington, and Boston. His portraits are among the finest specimens of modern art. On a near and sudden view, they appear like mere daubs and blotches of paint, but as the eye rivets its attention upon them, the canvas appears to be actually animated-there seems to be no paint, nothing but living flesh and blood, with the actual features of the person in relief before us. Hence Stuart's portraits are very highly estimated.

he sometimes dressed gentlemen's and ladies' hair. At that time, high-cropped pomatumed' hair was all the fashion.

2. “You are a hair-dresser, then?" "What," said he, “do I look like a barber?" "I beg your pardon, sir, but I inferred it from what you said. If I mistook you, may I take the liberty to ask what you are, then?" Why, I sometimes brush a gentleman's coat or hat, and sometimes adjust a cravat."

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3. "Oh, you are a valet, then, to some nobleman?" "A valet! Indeed, sir, I am not. I am not a servant. To be sure, I make coats and waistcoats for gentlemen." "Oh, you are a tailor?" "A tailor! do I look like a tailor? I assure you, I never handled a goose, other than a roasted one."

4. By this time they were all in a roar. "What are you, then?" said one. "I'll tell you," said Stuart. "Be assured, all I have said is literally true. I dress hair, brush hats and coats, adjust a cravat, and make coats, waistcoats, and breeches, and likewise. boots and shoes, at your service."

5. "Oh, ho! a boot and shoemaker, after all!" "Guess again, gentlemen. I never handled boot or shoe, but for my own feet and legs; yet all I have told you is true." "We may as well give up guessing." "Well, then, I will tell you, upon my honor as a gentleman, my bona fides profession. I get my bread by making faces."

6. He then screwed his countenance, and twisted the lineaments of his visage,' in a manner such as Samuel Foote or Charles Mathews might have envied. His companions, after loud peals of laughter, each took credit to himself for having suspected that the gentleman belonged to the theater, and they all knew he must be a comedian' by profession. When, to

'Po ma' tumed, pomatum, a kind of scented ointment used on the hair.- Vål' et, a servant who attends on a gentleman's person.Goose, the iron with which the tailor smooths his work.-* Breeches (brich' ez). Bo'na fl'de, Latin words, meaning in good faith; truly; actual. Lin' e a ments, features; outlines.-'Visage (viz'aj), face.— *Samuel Foote, an English author, actor, and mimic. Born 1721, died 1777.-9 Charles Mathews, an English comedian, celebrated as a mimic. Born 1776, died 1837.- Co mè' di an, an actor or player in comedy; that is, a representation on a stage of the lighter passions of mankind, which generally terminates happily. When the story terminates sadly, it is called tragedy, and the player is called a tragedian.

their utter astonishment, he assured them that he was never on the stage, and very rarely saw the inside of a playhouse, or any similar place of amusement. They all now looked at each other in utter amazement.

7. Before parting, Stuart said to his companions: “Gentlemen, you will find that all I have said of my various employments is comprised in these few words: I am a portrait painter. If you will call at John Palmer's, York Buildings, London, I shall be ready and willing to brush you a coat or hat, dress your hair à la mode,' supply you, if in need, with a wig of any fashion or dimensions, accommodate you with boots or shoes, give you ruffles or cravat, and make faces for you."

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38. THE OLD ARM-CHAIR.

LOVE it, I love it; and who shall dare

To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?

I've treasured it long as a sainted prize,

I've bedew'd it with tears, and embalm'd it with sighs;
'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart;

Not a tie will break, not a link will start.
Would ye learn the spell? a mother sat there,
And a sacred thing is that old arm-chair.

2. In childhood's hour I linger'd near

The hallow'd' seat with listening ear;
And gentle words that mother would give,
To fit me to die and teach me to live.

She told me shame would never betide,

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With truth for my creeds and God for my guide;
She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer,

As I knelt beside that old arm-chair.

3. I sat and watch'd her many a day,

When her eye grew dim, and her locks were gray;

À la mode, according to the fashion.—2 Spêll, a charm, consisting of words of hidden power.-3 Hål' lowed, holy; sacred. Be tide', befall; happen. Creed, belief; articles of faith.

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And I almost worship'd her when she smiled
And turn'd from her Bible to bless her child.
Years roll'd on, but the last one sped-
My idol was shatter'd, my earth-star fled;
I learnt how much the heart can bear,
When I saw her die in that old arm-chair.

4. 'Tis past! 'tis past! but I gaze on it now
With quivering breath and throbbing brow:
"Twas there she nursed me, 'twas there she died;
And memory flows with lava' tide.

Say it is folly, and deem me weak,

While the scalding drops start down my cheek;
But I love it, I love it, and can not tear
My soul from a mother's old arm-chair."

ELIZA COOK.

39. LOKMAN.

OKMAN, surnamed the Wise, lived in very early timesprobably in the days of King David and King Solomonand his name is stil! famous in the East as the inventor of many fables and parables, and various stories are told of his wisdom, It was said that he was a native of Ethiopia,3 and either a tailor, a carpenter, or a shepherd; and that afterward he was a slave in various countries, and was at last sold among the Israelites.

2. One day, as he was scated in the midst of a company who were all listening to him with great respect and attention, a Jew of high rank, looking earnestly at him, asked him whether he was not the same man whom he had seen keeping the sheep of one of his neighbors. Lokman said he was. "And how," said the other, "did you, a poor slave, come to be so famous as a wise man ?"

3. "By exactly observing these rules," replied Lokman:

1 La' va, melted matter which flows from a volcano, or burning mountain. Pår'a ble, a fable, or supposed history, representing something in real life or nature, from which a moral is drawn for instruction.Ethiopia (e the o' pe a), the name given by the ancient geographers to the countries in Africa, south of Egypt.

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