Of girls who think, with unwonted frown, The horrid rain, the tedious rain, The never-ending, dingy rain! QUESTIONS.-1. What is the meaning of the suffix ing, in such words as tripping, dancing, laughing, &c.? See SANDERS & MCELLIGOTT'S ANALYSIS, page 153, Ex. 206. 2. What is the use of the hyphen in such words as water-fall, amber-colored, &c.? See SANDERS' NEW SPELLER, page 165. LESSON LI. LAV ISH, liberal; profuse. MOTES, very small particles. DOME, arched roof; cupola. Es' SENCE, perfume. "SMALL THINGS." 1. WHO dares to scorn the meanest thing, The simplest flower that, hidden, blooms Is lavish of its rare perfumes, And scatters sweetness round. 2. The poorest friend upholds a part F. BENNOCH. The weakest hand may have the art The bird that highest, clearest sings, To greet the morning's birth, 3. From germs too small for mortal sight The wondrous orbs that round us blaze 4. Life, love, devotion, closely twine, Like tree, and flower, and fruit; They ripen by a power divine, 5. Small duties grow to mighty deeds ; Like odor from the breathing rose, 9 Aischarges it 1. LITTLE more than a century ago, the beautiful region watered by this stream, was possessed by a small tribe of Indians, which has long since become extinct, or incorpounerated with some other-savage nation of the West. Three or four hundred yards from where the stream into the Hudson, a white family, of the name of Stacy, had established itself in a log-house, by tacit permission of the tribe, to whom Stacy had made himself useful by his skill in a variety of little arts, highly estimated by the savages. 2. In particular, a friendship subsisted between him and an old Indian, called Naöman, who often came to his house, and partook of his hospitality. The Indians never forgive injuries, nor forget benefits. The family consisted of Stacy, his wife, and two children, a boy and a girl, the former five, the latter three years old. 3. One day, Naöman came to Stacy's log-hut, in his absence, lighted his pipe, and sat down. He looked very serious, sometimes sighed deeply, but said not a word. Stacy's wife asked him what was the matter,-if he was sick. * in Orange County, New York. He shook his head, sighed, but said nothing, and soon went away. The next day, he came again and behaved in the same manner. Stacy's wife began to think strange of this, and related it to her husband, who advised her to urge the old man to an explanation the next time he came. 4. Accordingly, when he repeated his visit the day after, she was more importunate than usual. At last, the old Indian said, "I am a red man, and the pale faces are our enemies why should I speak ?"-" But my husband and I are your friends: you have eaten salt with us a thousand times, and my children have sat on your knees as often. If you have anything on your mind, tell it me."-"It will cost me my life if it is known, and the white-faced women are not good at keeping secrets," replied Naöman. 5. "Try me, and see. "Will you swear by your Great Spirit that you will tell none but your husband?"-"I have none else to tell."-"But will you swear?"—"I do swear by our Great Spirit, I will tell none but my husband." "Not if my tribe should kill you for not telling?"—" Not if your tribe should kill me for not telling." 6. Naöman then proceeded to tell her that, owing to some encroachments of the white people below the mountains, his tribe had become irritated, and were resolved that night to massacre all the white settlers within their reach; that she must send for her husband, inform him of the danger, and, as secretly and speedily as possible, take their canoe and paddle, with all haste, over the river to Fishkill for safety. "Be quick, and do nothing that may excite suspicion," said Naöman, as he departed. 7. The good wife sought her husband, who was down on the river fishing, told him the story, and, as no time was to be lost, they proceeded to their boat, which was unluckily filled with water. It took some time to clear it out, and, meanwhile, Stacy recollected his gun, which had been left behind. He proceeded to the house, and returned with it. All this took up considerable time, and precious time it proved to this poor family. aily visits of old Naöman, and his more than 8. The gravity, had excited suspicion in some of the tribe, who had, accordingly, paid particular attention to the movements of Stacy. One of the young Indians, who had been kept on the watch, seeing the whole family about to take to the boat, ran to the little Indian village, about a mile off, and gave the alarm. Five Indians collected, ran down to the river, where their canoes were moored, jumped in, and paddled after Stacy, who, by this time, had got some distance out into the stream. 9. They gained on him so fast, that twice he dropped his paddle, and took up his gun. But his wife prevented his shooting by telling him that, if he fired, and they were afterwards overtaken, they would meet with no mercy from the Indians. He accordingly refrained, and plied his paddle till the sweat rolled in big drops down his forehead. All would not do; they were overtaken within a hundred yards from the shore, and carried back with shouts of yelling triumph. 10. When they got ashore, the Indians set fire to Stacy's house, and dragged himself, his wife, and children, to their village. Here the principal old men, and Naöman among them, assembled to deliberate on the affair. The chief men of the council stated that some of the tribe had, undoubtedly, been guilty of treason, in apprising Stacy, the white mar, of the designs of the tribe, whereby they took the alarm, and well-nigh escaped. 11. He proposed to examine the prisoners, to learn who gave the information. The old men assented to this, and |