5. See! see! The dense crowd quivers
Through all its lengthened line,
As the boy beside the portal
Looks forth to give the sign!
With his little hands uplifted,
Breezes dallying with his hair,
Hark! with deep, clear intonation,
Breaks his young voice on the air!

6. Hushed the people's swelling murmur,
List the boy's exultant cry.

Ring!" he shouts; "Ring! Grandpa,
Ring! oh, ring for Liberty!"
Quickly at the given signal

The old bellman lifts his hand,
Forth he sends the good news, making
Iron music through the land.

7. How they shouted! What rejoicing!
How the old bell shook the air,
Till the clang of freedom ruffled
The calmly gliding Delaware!
How the bonfires and the torches
Lighted up the night's repose,

And, from the flames, like fabled Phoenix,
Our glorious Liberty arose !

8. That old State-House bell is silent,
Hushed is now its clam'rous tongue;

But the spirit it awakened

Still is living—ever young;

And when we greet the smiling sunlight
On the fourth of each July,

We will ne'er forget the bellman
Who, betwixt the earth and sky,
Rung out, loudly, "INDEPENDENCE!"
Which, please God, shall never die!

Questions. What is meant by "tumult"? What city is meant? What is meant by "the temples"? What is the meaning of the "black Atlantic currents"?

EXERCISE.

Write sentences meaning the same as the following:

1. The black Atlantic currents lash the wild Newfoundland shore.

2. So they beat against the State-House.

3. So they surged against the door.

4. So they beat against the portal.
5. Hushed is now its clam'rous tongue.

60.-Colorado Rats.

1. DEAR boys and girls, there is a rat in the mountains of Colorado which I am sure you would wonder at, if you could only see it. It is about a third larger than the largest Norway rat you ever

saw.

2. It has immense fan-like ears, big, bright black eyes, a beard fully five inches long, and a long bushy tail just like a squirrel's, only the hair on it is shorter. In color it is a light gray.

3. This monster rat lives in the rocks on the mountain-side, but he visits the miners' cabins at night, and does all sorts of mischief. He is not content with eating all he can, but he carries away load after load, and hides it in his den in the rocks.

4. He will take anything he can get-knives, forks, spoons, and even books, and builds out of them the queerest-shaped stack: you could not call it a nest, for he leaves no hollow in the middle. If interrupted, he will show fight, making a mysterious kind of noise by rapping with his tail.

5. I remember one time I was alone in my cabin, when one of these big rats came in. I did not see him when he entered, but it seems he saw me, for he ran behind a box and began rapping against the side of it with his tail.

6. I thought at first it was the spirit of my greatgrandmother perhaps, come to give me a moral lecture. I concluded to take a look before starting à conversation with her, however, and then the mystery was soon explained, for out popped Mr. Ratand out also went my light, for the rascal scared me. Before I could light the candle he had made good his escape.

7. The old-fashioned Norway rat is sly and stealthy in his movements about the house, but the mountain rat seems to try to make all the fuss he can. He does not often come until the light is blown out and all are in bed; then he seems to

think the place belongs to him, and goes tumbling about in the most reckless manner.

8. He will not go into an ordinary rat-trap-he is far too smart for that-but the miners have many devices planned for his capture. One I will tell you about. about. A small board is fixed on hinges, so as to swing up and down like the "see-saw you play with on the fence or across a log.

9. One side of this board extends over an empty flour-barrel, and on the extreme end of it a piece of meat is fastened. Every thing eatable in the house is then securely put away, and the rat must walk to the end of that board or get nothing. Before he gets there the board tips up, and away he goes, heels over head, into the barrel. He generally makes so much fuss that the miner gets up and dispatches him at once.

10. Strangers visiting the mountains frequently find large piles of sticks and bones and grass in the ledges of rocks far up on the mountain. They wonder what kind of animal or bird it is that builds these mounds, but they never dream of the rats' doing it. And yet it is true.

11. I would like to turn one of our rats loose in your kitchen. What a fuss he would make! and what a surprise he would give your father and mother! The Norway rat lives in all countries; he travels over the ocean and across the desert— but he doesn't like the mountains, and has never showed his nose here yet. Why it is, I'm sure I

don't know. But I'm very glad that for soine good reason he chooses to stay away.

HEARTH AND HOME.

Memory Gems from Carlyle.

Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness. He has a work, a life-purpose.

There is a perennial nobleness, and even sacredness, in work.

Remember now and always that life is no idle dream, but a solemn reality.

Find out your task; stand to it; the night cometh when no man can work.

The man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder. Silence is deep as eternity; speech is shallow as Time.

There is no kind of achievement you could make in the world that is equal to perfect health.

Earnestness alone makes life eternity.

61.-The Rat and his Friends.

A PERSIAN FABLE IN VERSE.

1. A RAT, whose couch of down was near
Vast bins of wheat when wheat was dear,
Gnawed through the thick and loaded floor,
To make for himself an open door;
When on him rained a golden shower,
And he became a rat of power.