16. Edward's home was now with a man who regarded money as the chief end and aim of life, and severe and constant physical labor as the only means of obtaining that end. For two years Edward struggled with his hopeless condition, toiling early and late to obtain a livelihood. 17. Edward now resolved to go to the city, to seek some employment, better adapted to promote his education. He entered the same store where he purchased the books, and inquired for Mr. Harris. "He is engaged.” replied the polite clerk. wait a moment, he will be at liberty." "If you will 18. "Did you wish to see me?" asked Mr. Harris of the boy, whose thoughts were so intense that he had not noticed the approach of his friend. "Mr. Harris!" exclaimed Edward, and it was all he could say. For the remembrance of past favors bestowed on him by his kind benefactor, so filled his heart with gratitude, that further utterance was denied. "My noble Edward!" said the old gentleman. you needed a friend. Well, you shall have one." "And so 19. Five years from that time, Edward Delong was the confidential clerk of Mr. Harris, and, in three more, a partner in the firm. The integrity of purpose, which first won the regard of his benefactor, was his guide in after life. Prosperity crowned his efforts, and happiness blessed his heart, the never-failing result of faithfulness in little things. QUESTIONS.-1. Why did Edward Delong wish to see Mr. Harris? 2. Had he overpaid for the books he purchased? 3. What did he say when Mr. Harris told him he deserved a recompense? 4. What books were not charged in the bill? 5. In what way did Mr. Harris manifest his approval of Edward's conduct? 6. How long after this, before he again called on Mr. Harris? 7. Why could he not, at first, talk with Mr. Harris? 8. What did Edward finally become? LESSON IX. GRACE' FUL LY, beautifully. CAN' NON RY, discharge of cannon. PAR' A DISE, blissful abode. THE AMERICAN BOY. SON. FATHER, look up, and see that flag! Those pretty stripes, they seem to be FATHER. It is your country's flag, my boy, SON. Father, what fearful noise is that, Now thundering in the clouds? FATHER. It is the voice of cannonry, The glad shouts of the free; This is a day of memory, "Tis FREEDOM'S JUBILEE! SON. I wish that I was now a man, And cheer as loudly as the rest; FATHER. I'm getting old and weak; but still I've witnessed many a day like this, SON. (°°) HURRAH, FOR FREEDOM'S JUBILEE, FATHER. Well done, my boy, grow up, and love A land where Freedom loves to dwell,- QUESTIONS.-1. Of what is our flag a symbol? 2. What is meant by Freedom's jubilee? 3. What is the use of the apostrophes in the words I'd, I'm, I've, &c. BIL' LOW$, waves; surges. LESSON X. TWINK' LES, sparkles. SWEEP, pass or drive over. PEACE' FUL LY, quietly; calmly. THE SAILOR BOY'S SONG. WRITTEN BY A GIRL THIRTEEN YEARS OF AGE. 1. (") Oh! the sea, the sea Is the place for me, With its billows blue and bright; I love its roar, As it breaks on the shore, 2. Oh! I love the wave, And the sailor brave, Who often meets his doom 3. And, in the night, The moon's soft light Smiles sweetly on the foamy billow; And many a star, As it twinkles afar, Seems to rise from a watery pillow. 4. In the noontide glare, Oh! bright and fair Is the wide expanse of ocean; In the morn's first light 'Tis a glorious sight, So full of life and motion. 5. When the tempests sweep The rolling deep, And the angry billows swell, Which to me is rife With thoughts that I can not tell. 6. When life's voyage is o'er, And I sail no more On the ocean's troubled breast, Safe anchored above, In the haven of love, May the sailor boy peacefully rest! QUESTIONS.-1. What is meant by coral tomb, 2d verse? 2. What, by watery pillow, third verse. LESSON XI. FOUNDATION, commencement. SPEC TA' TORS, observers; lookers on. EN DEAV' OR ED, tried; attempted. to take or seize;) to stop on the way. CHASE OF THE PET FAWN. MISS COOPER. 1. Within twenty years from the foundation of our village', the deer had already become scarce', and', in a brief period later', they had almost entirely fled from the country'. One of the last of these beautiful creatures', a pretty little * Cooperstown, New York. |