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applied to every servant in the house to clean his shoes, and offered them money if they would do so; but not one could be persuaded to disobey his master's order. Thus Edward was obliged a long while to stay at home, till in the end his pride gave way, and he went and cleaned his shoes. The next day John resumed his office without being asked; and the humbled Edward, having cleaned his shoes once himself, never afterwards spoke in a scornful manner of that occupation.

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On the green banks of Shannon when Sheelah was nigh,

No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I;

No harp like my own could so cheerily play,
And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray.

When at last I was forced from my Sheelah to part,
She said (while the sorrow was big at her heart),
Oh! remember your Sheelah when far, far away,
And be kind, my dear Pat, to our poor dog Tray.
Poor dog! he was faithful and kind to be sure,
And he constantly loved me although I was poor;
When the sour-looking folk sent me heartless away,
I had always a friend in my poor dog Tray.

When the road was so dark, and the night was so cold,

And Pat and his dog were grown weary and old,
How snugly we slept in my old coat of grey,
And he licked me for kindness-my old dog Tray.

Though my wallet was scant, I remembered his

case,

Nor refused my last crust to his pitiful face;
But he died at my feet on a cold winter's day,
And I played a lament for my poor dog Tray.

Where now shall I go, poor, forsaken, and blind?
Can I find one to guide me, so faithful and kind?
To my sweet native village so far, far away,
I can never return with my poor dog Tray.

T. Campbell.

HISTORY OF A CAT.

PART I.

Some days ago died the favourite cat of Mrs. Thomson. Her disorder was a shortness of breath, proceeding partly from old age, and partly from fat. As she felt her end approaching, she called her children around her and told them her history as follows:

"I was born at a farmhouse in a village some miles from here; and almost as soon as I came into the world, I was very near leaving it again. My mother brought five of us at a litter; and as the frugal people of the house only kept cats to be useful, we were at once doomed to be drowned, and a boy was sent to throw us into the horsepond. The boy was highly pleased with this order, and performed it with that delight which boys seem naturally to take in acts of cruelty.

"While we were struggling for life, a little girl, one of the daughters of the farmer, came running to the side of the pond, and begged very hard that she might save one of us, and bring it up for her own. After some dispute, her request was granted; and the boy reaching out his arm took hold of me, as luckily I was the nearest to him. Had he been a moment later I should have been drowned, for my strength was fast giving way. I was laid on the grass, and it was some time before I recovered. The girl then restored me to my mother, who was delighted to get again one of her little ones; and for fear of another mischance she took me in her mouth to a dark hole, where she kept me till I could see and was able to run by her side.

"As soon as I came to light again, my little mistress took possession of me, and tended me very carefully. Her fondness indeed was sometimes troublesome, as she pinched my sides with carrying me, and once or twice hurt me a good deal by letting me fall. Soon after, however, I became strong and active, and played and frisked about all day long, to the great delight of my mistress and her companions.

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"At this time I had another narrow escape. man brought into the house a strange dog, which had been taught to worry all the cats that came in his way. My mother slunk away at his entrance, but I, little fool as I was, thinking that I was able to protect myself, remained in the room, growling, and setting up my back by way of defiance. The dog instantly ran at me, and before I could get

my claws ready, seized me with his mouth, and began to shake me most terribly. I screamed out, and by good luck my mistress was within hearing. She ran to me, but was not able to make the dog let me go; but a servant seeing her distress took a great stick and gave the dog such a blow on the back, that he ran yelping out of the room. He had used me so roughly that I was not able to stand for some time, but in a few weeks, by taking care of myself, I began to mend.

"I was now running after everybody's heels, by which means I got one day locked in the dairy. I was not sorry for this accident, thinking to feast upon the cream and other good things. But having climbed up a shelf to get at a bowl of cream, I unluckily fell backwards into a large bowl of buttermilk, where I should most likely have been drowned had not the maid heard the noise, and come to see what was the matter. She took me out, scolding me severely, and, after having washed me at the pump, dismissed me with a good whipping. I took care not to follow her into the dairy again.

"After a while I began to get into the yard, and my mother took me to the barn with her to look after some mice. I shall never forget the pleasure this gave me. We watched by a hole, and after a short time, out came a mouse with a brood of young ones. My mother darted among them, and seized the old one, while I ran after a little mouse, and soon overtook it. Oh! how proud I was as I stood over my trembling captive,

and patted him on the head with my paws. My pride, however, soon met with a check, for seeing one day a large rat, I bravely flew at him; but instead of turning tail, he gave me such a bite on the nose that I ran away to my mother mewing piteously, with my face all bloody and swollen. For some time I did not meddle with rats again; but at length growing more skilful, I feared neither rats nor any other vermin, and was considered by the family a capital hunter.

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I had some other escapes about this time. Once I happened to meet with some poisoned food laid for the rats, and eating it, I was thrown into a disorder that was very near killing me. At another time, I chanced to set my foot in a rattrap, and received such a deep wound from its teeth, that, though the servants got me out as gently as they could, I was rendered lame for weeks after."

HISTORY OF A CAT.

PART II.

full growth.

"Time went on, and I arrived at my I was once prowling for birds along a hedge at some distance from home, when the Squire's greyhounds came that way a coursing. As soon as they saw me they ran after me at full speed, and were gaining upon me fast, when, just as they were at my tail, I reached a tree, and saved myself by climbing up it,

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