LESSON XCII.

"Speed, Malese, speed! the dun deer's hide

On fleeter foot was never tied." 297

"There is a tide in the affairs of men,

Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune." 298

"Stick to your aim: the mongrel's hold will slip, But only crow-bars loose the bull-dog's grip!" 299 "I, too, am weak, and faith is small,

And blindness happeneth unto all." 800 "So speaking, through the twilight gray, The two old pilgrims went their way." 801

LESSON XCIII.

We tire of occupations which are monotonous. Tyre, on the Syrian coast, was noted for commerce.

Digitigrades are toe-stepping animals.

Tow is broken flax-fiber separated by the hatchel,

Honey will tole a bear to a concealed trap.
Bells toll during the burial-service.

"And he went and told the sexton,

And the sexton tolled the bell." 302

The weight of a short ton is two thousand pounds.
A measure of four hogsheads is a tun.

LESSON XCIV.

The mythological toad carries a jewel in its head.
Professor Marsh discovered a fossil three-toed horse.
A tug towed the disabled ironclad to its anchorage.
With unerring instinct the dog tracked the wolf.
The Hudson Bay tract is an unbroken wilderness.
Man is most effectually taught by experience.
The taut cable snapped by the added strain.

"There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet

As the vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.” 808 "Behold, the veil of the temple was rent in twain.” 804

LESSON XCV.

Mechanics use tools in their various trades.
Ewes and lambs are tended with great care.

"In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few,

From rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew." 805
The vane on the spire turns with the wind.
Every vein carries blood toward the heart.

Venous blood goes to the lungs for purification.
The planet Venus exhibits phases like the moon.
We can comfortably wade the stream at the ford.
"Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found
wanting." 306

LESSON XCVI.

"Words lead to things, a scale is more precise,— Coarse speech, bad grammar, swearing, drinking, vice." 307

We screw articles in a vise to hold them firmly.

The last wain-load of the harvest came safely in.
Moslem power in the Orient is on the wane.
General Anthony Wayne stormed Stony Point.
"Her waist is ampler than her life,

For life is but a span."

99 808

"Warsaw's last champion, from her heights sur

veyed,

Wide o'er the field a waste of ruin laid.” 809

LESSON XCVII.

"Wait a little! Do we not wait?

Louis Napoleon is not fate." 810

"When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labors, and the words move slow." 811

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Strong men of the prairies, mourn bitter and wild ;

Wail, desolate woman; weep, fatherless child!" 812 Each stroke of the lash raised a livid wale.

"Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all,

And the long grass o'ertops the moldering wall.” 818 A cat-a-waul is not enjoyed in the night.

LESSON XCVIII.

"A race of nobles may die out,

A royal line may leave no heir;

Wise Nature sets no guards about

Her pewter-plate and wooden-ware." 814

"Wear seemly gloves, not black, nor yet too light, And least of all the pair that once were white." 815 "Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave,

And charge with all thy chivalry !” 816

A right which none may question, we may waive. "The way of the transgressor is hard.” 817 Apothecaries' scales should weigh accurately.

LESSON XCIX.

"What the weak head with strongest bias rules
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.” 818
"Safely through another week

God has brought us on our way.'

" 319

The weald became a breeding-place for game.

"Against the charmed sword that Count Albert did wield,

Vain was the defense of the king's red-cross shield.” 820

We should endeavor to wean the vicious from evil. "I ween the stout heart of Count Albert was tame, When he saw, in his terrors, the monarch of flame.” 821

LESSON C.

Eastern dervishes whirl rapidly in their dance.
One flower had a whorl of long, red petals.

“Once, on a time, in sunshine weather,
Falsehood and Truth walked out together." 822
The flock followed the old bell-wether.

"Macbeth shall never vanquished be, until Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill Shall come against him." 928

"Would ye know the spell? A mother sat there, And a sacred thing is that old arm-chair.” 824

THE WIND IN A FROLIC.

The wind one morning sprang up from sleep,
Saying: "Now for a frolic! now for a leap!
Now for a madcap galloping chase!
I'll make a commotion in every place!"

So it swept with a bustle right through a great town,
Creaking the signs, and scattering down

Shutters, and whisking, with merciless squalls,
Old women's bonnets and gingerbread stalls;
There never was heard a much lustier shout,
As the apples and oranges tumbled about,

And the urchins that stared with their hungry eyes

Forever on watch, each ran off with a prize. 825