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of a demagogue, the drollery of a farce, the point of an epigram-each possesses its own interest and value. A fossil court of law is dug out of an orator: and the Pompeii of Greece is discovered in the Comedies of Aristophanes. Willmott.

HISTORY-Value and Use of.

The histories of ages past, or relations concerning foreign countries, wherein the manners of men are described, and their actions reported, afford us useful pleasure and pastime; thereby we may learn as much, and understand the world as well, as by the most curious inquiry into the present actions of men; there we may observe, we may scan, we may tax the proceedings of whom we please, without any danger or offence. There are extant numberless books, wherein the wisest and most ingenious of men have laid open their hearts, and exposed their most secret cogitations unto us; in pursuing them, we may sufficiently busy ourselves, and let our idle hours pass gratefully; we may meddle with ourselves, studying our own dispositions, examining our own principles and purposes, reflecting on our thoughts, words and actions, striving thoroughly to understand ourselves; to do this we have an unquestionable right, and by it we shall obtain vast benefit. Barrow.

There is no part of history so generally useful as that which relates the progress of the human mind, the gradual improvement of reason, the successive advances of science, the vicissitudes of learning and ignorance, which are the light and darkness of thinking beings, the extinction and resuscitation of arts, and the revolution of the intellectual world. If accounts of battles and invasions are peculiarly the business of princes, the useful or elegant arts are not to be neglected; those who have kingdoms to govern have understandings to cultivate. Johnson.


most difficult that he can undertake; and there are but few who have succeeded in the | attempt. Bacon

HOLIDAY-in the Country.

Alone, alone, let me wander alone!
There's an odour of hay o'er the woodlands
blown ;

There's a humming of bees beneath the lime,
And the deep blue heaven of a southern clime
Is not more beautifully bright
Than this English sky with its islets white,
And its alp-like clouds, so snowy fair!—
The birch leaves dangle in balmy air;
And the elms and oaks scarce seem to know
When the whispering breezes come or go;
But the bonnie sweet-briar, she knows well;
For she has kiss'd them-and they tell!
And bear to all the west and south
The pleasant odours of her mouth.
Let me alone to my idle pleasure;
What do I care for toil or treasure?
To-morrow I'll work, if work you crave,
Like a king, a statesman, or a slave;
But not to-day, no! nor to-morrow,
If from my drowsy ease I borrow
No health and strength to bear my boat
Through the great life-ocean where we float.
Under the leaves, amid the grass,
Lazily the day shall pass,

Yet not be wasted. Must I ever
Climb up the hill-tops of endeavour?
To-day I need a truce myself

From books and men, from care and pelf;
And I will have it in cool lanes,
O'er-arching like cathedral fanes,
With elm and beech of sturdy girth;
Or on the bosom of green earth
Amid the daisies;-dreaming, dozing,
Fallow, fallow, and reposing. Dr. Mackay.

HOLIDAY-The First.

HISTORY-Wisdom of.

Histories make men wise, and, in proportion as their minds are influenced by a natural love of their country, so they will always feel a desire to become more and more familiar with the most authentic accounts of its origin, progress towards civilization, and the circumstances which have led to its present import ance (or degradation) in the scale of nations. To trace with accuracy the gradual advancement | palm of her pretty hands; then, when he of a country from primitive barbarism, dark-sprang off, little mothlike butterflies, peculiar ness, and idolatry, to a state of refinement in to the margin of running waters, quivered up the arts, learning, and religion, is the grateful from the herbage fluttering round her. And task of the historian, but, perhaps, one of the there in frout lay the Thames, glittering

Such a glorious afternoon! The capricious English summer was so kind that day to the child and her new friends! When Sophy's Į small foot once trod the sward, had she really been queen of the green people, sward and footsteps could not more joyously have met together. The grasshopper bounded, in fearless trust, upon the hem of her frock; she threw herself down on the grass, and caught him; but oh! so tenderly and the gay insect, ! dear to poet and fairy, seemed to look at her from that quaint, sharp face of his with sagacious recognition, resting calmly on the


through the willows, Vance getting ready the
boat, Lionel seated by her side, a child like
herself, his pride of incipient manhood all
forgotten; happy in her glee-she loving him
for the joy she felt, and blending his image
evermore in her remembrance with her first
summer holiday-with sunny beams, glistening
leaves, warbling birds, fairy wings, sparkling
leaves. Oh! to live so in a child's heart,
innocent, blessed, angel-like,-better, better
than the troubled reflection of woman's later
thoughts; better than that mournful illusion
over which tears so bitter are daily shed;
better than first love.
Bulwer Lytton.


He who can pay homage to the truly despicable, is truly contemptible. Lavater.

Bow to him who bows not to the flatterer.

HOME-Affections of.

If ever household affections and loves are

graceful things, they are graceful in the poor. The ties that bind the wealthy and the proud to home, may be forged on earth, but those which link the poor man to his humble hearth, are of the true metal, and bear the stamp of heaven. The man of high descent may love the halls and lands of his inheritance as a part of himself, as trophies of his birth and power; the poor man's attachment to the tenement he holds, which strangers have held before, and may to-morrow occupy again, has a worthier root, struck deep into a purer soil. His household gods are of flesh and blood, with no alloy of silver, gold, or precious stones; he has no property but in the affections of his own heart; and when they endear Philip Henry. bare floors and walls, despite of toil and scanty meals, that man has his love of home from God, and his rude hut becomes a solemn place. Dickens.

HOLINESS-Blessings of.

Blessed is the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted from the world! yet more blessed and more dear the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted

is the world!

Mrs. Jameson.

HOLINESS-Definition of.
The symmetry of the soul.

HOLINESS-Glory of.

Not all the pomp and pageantry of worlds
Reflect such glory on the Eye Supreme,
As the meek virtues of one holy man;
For ever doth his angel, from the face
Divine, beatitude and wisdom draw:
And in his prayer, what privilege adored!-
Mounting the heavens and claiming audience

there :

Yes! there, amid a high immortal host
Of seraphs, hymning in eternal choir,
A lip of clay its orisons can send,
In temple or in solitude outbreathed.
Robert Montgomery.


HOLINESS-a Singularity.

What though the polite man count thy fashion a little odd, and too precise; it is because he knows nothing above that model of goodness which he hath set himself, and therefore approves of nothing beyond it; he knows not God, and therefore doth not discern and esteem what is most like Him. When courtiers come down into the country, the common home-bred people possibly think their habit strange; but they care not for that-it is the fashion at court. What need, then, that Christians should be so tenderforeheaded, as to be put out of countenance because the world looks upon holiness as a singularity. It is the only fashion in the highest court, yea, of the King of Kings himself. Coleridge.


And has the earth lost its so spacious round,
The sky its blue circumference above,
That in this little chamber there are found
Both earth and heaven, my universe of

All that my God can give me or remove,

Here sleeping save myself in mimic death? Sweet, that in this small compass I behove

To live their living, and to breathe their breath!

Almost I wish that, with one common sigh, We might resign all mundane care and strife;

And seek together that transcendent sky, Where father, mother, children, husband, wife,

Together pant in everlasting life!


HOME-Associations of.

That is not home, where day by day
I wear the busy hours away;
That is not home, where lonely night
Prepares me for the toils of light;
'Tis hope, and joy, and memory, give
A home in which the heart can live.
It is a presence undefined,
O'ershadowing the conscious mind;
Where love and duty sweetly blend
To consecrate the name of friend :
Where'er thou art, is home to me,
And home without thee cannot be.



HOME-Associations of.

the affections.

The paternal hearth, that rallying-place of
Washington Irving.

each other's wants; each other's tempers, as well as each other's health; each other's comfort, as well as each other's character! Oh! it is by leaving the peace at home to chance, instead of pursuing it by system, that so many houses are unhappy. It deserves can be notice, also, that almost any one Fielding. courteous and forbearing and patient in a If anything go wrong, or neighbour's house. be out of time, or disagreeable there, it is made the best of, not the worst; even efforts are made to excuse it, and to show that it is not felt; or, if felt, it is attributed to accident, not design; and this is not only easy, but natural, in the house of a friend. I will not, therefore, believe that what is so natural in the house of another is impossible at home; but maintain, without fear, that all the courtesies of social life may be upheld in domestic societies. A husband, as willing to be pleased at home, and as anxious to please as in his neighbour's house; and a wife as intent on making things comfortable every

day to her family as on set days to her guests,

could not fail to make their own home happy. Let us not evade the point of these remarks by recurring to the maxim about allowances for temper. It is worse than folly to refer to our temper, unless we could prove that we gained anything good by giving way to it. Fits of ill-humour punish us quite as much, if not more, than those they are vented upon; and it actually requires more effort, and inflicts more pain to give them up, than would be requisite to avoid them. Phillip.

HOME-Comfort necessary in a.
Bare walls make gadding housewives.

HOME-Conduct at.

The angry word suppress'd, the taunting thought;

Subduing and subdu'd, the petty strife,
Which clouds the colour of domestic life;
The sober comfort, all the peace which springs
From the large aggregate of little things;
On these small cares of daughter, wife, or

The almost sacred joys of home depend.
Hannah More.

HOME-Happiness of.

To be happy at home, is the ultimate result of all ambition; the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution. It is indeed at home that every man must be known by those who would make a just estimate either of his virtue or felicity; for smiles and embroidery are alike occasional, and the mind is often dressed for show in painted honour and fictitious benevolence. Johnson.

The road to home happiness lies over small stepping-stones. Slight circumstances are the stumbling-blocks of families. The prick of a pin, says the proverb, is enough to make an empire insipid. The tenderer the feelings, the painfuller the wound. A cold, unkind word checks and withers the blossom of the dearest love, as the most delicate rings of the vine are troubled by the faintest breeze. The misery of a life is born of a chance observation. If the true history of quarrels, public and private, were honestly written, it would be silenced with an uproar of derision. Jesse.

Are you not surprised to find how independent of money peace of conscience is, and how much happiness can be condensed in the humblest home? A cottage will not bold the bulky furniture and sumptuous accommodations of a mansion; but if God be there, a cottage will hold as much happiness as might stock a palace. Dr. James Hamilton.


HOME-The Happy.

It is just as possible to keep a calm house as a clean house, a cheerful house, an orderly house, as a furnished house, if the heads set themselves to do so. Where is the difficulty of consulting each other's weakness, as well as

HOME-Influence of.

It was the policy of the good old gentleman to make his children feel that home was the happiest place in the world; and I value this delicious home-feeling as one of the choicest gifts a parent can bestow, Washington Irving.

HOME-Love of.

This fond attachment to the well-known place
Whence first we started into life's long race,
Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway,
We feel it e'en in age, and at our latest day.
There is a land, of every land the pride,
Beloved by heaven o'er all the world beside;
Where brighter suns dispense serener light,
And milder moons emparadise the night;
A land of beauty, virtue, valour, truth,
Time-tutor'd age, and love-exalted youth.
The wandering mariner, whose eye explores
The wealthiest isles, the most enchanting shores,
Views not a realm so bountiful and fair,
Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air;


In every clime the magnet of his soul,
Touch'd by remembrance, trembles to that pole!
For in this land of heaven's peculiar grace,
The heritage of nature's noblest race,
There is a spot of earth supremely blest-
A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest,
Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside
His sword and sceptre, pageantry and pride,
While in his soften'd looks benignly blend
The sire, the son, the husband, brother, friend.
Here woman reigns; the mother, daughter, wife,
Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life!
In the clear heaven of her delightful eye,
An angel-guard of loves and graces lie!
Around her knees domestic duties meet,
And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet.
Where shall that land, that spot of earth be

Art thou a man?-a patriot ?-look around;
Oh thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam,
That land thy country, and that spot thy
James Montgomery.

HOME-devoid of Love.

He enter'd in his house-his home no more,
For without hearts there is no home-and felt
The solitude of passing his own door
Without a welcome.


HOME of the Working Man.

Resolve-and tell your wife of your good resolution. She will aid it all she can. Her step will be lighter and her hand will be busier all day, expecting the comfortable evening at home when you return. Household affairs will have been well attended to. A place for everything, and everything in its place, will, like some good genius, have made even an humble home the scene of neatness, arrangement, and taste. The table will be ready at the fireside. The loaf will be one of that order which says, by its appearance, You may cut and come again. The cups and saucers will be waiting for supplies. The kettle will be singing; and the children, happy with fresh air and exercise, will be smiling in their glad anticipation of that evening meal when father is at home, and of the pleasant reading afterwards. Helps.

HOME-Thine Own.

Be thine own home, and in thyself dwell;
Inn anywhere;

And seeing the snail, which everywhere doth


Carrying his own home still, still is at home,
Follow (for he is easy paced) this snail;
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.

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HONESTY-Characteristics of.
An honest soul is like a ship at sea,
That sleeps at anchor on the ocean's calm;
But when it rages, and the wind blows high,
She cuts her way with skill and majesty.
Beaumont and Fletcher.

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Were purchased by the merit of the wearer! How many then should cover, that stand bare! How many be commanded, that command! Pope. How much low peasantry would then be glean'd

From the true seed of honour! and how much honour


Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,
To be new varnish'd!


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HONESTY-Want of.

All other knowledge is hurtful to him who has not honesty and good-nature. Montaigne.


Honey, by some sweet mystery of the dew,
Is born of air, in bosoms of the flowers, liquid


HONOUR-Assumption of.

Let none presume

To wear an undeserved dignity.

O, that estates, degrees, and offices,
Were not derived corruptly! and that clear


HONOUR-a good Brooch.

Honour's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat at all times. Ben Jonson.

HONOUR-Career of.

Be and continue poor, young man, while others around you grow rich by fraud and disloyalty; be without place or power, while others beg their way upward; bear the pain of disappointed hopes, while others gain the accomplishment of theirs by flattery; forego the gracious pressure of the hand, for which others cringe and crawl. Wrap yourself up in your own virtue, and seek a friend and your daily bread. If you have, in such a course, grown grey with unblenched honour, bless God and die. Heinzelmann.

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