clocks and watches are greatly esteemed. The earthenware plates and dishes, which we all use in common, and elegant sets for the tea-table, ornamented with musical instruments, are made in a very extensive manufactory, the seat of which is is at Burslem, in Staffordshire. The principal potteries there belong to one person, an excellent chemist, and a man of great taste; he, in conjunction with another man of taste, who has since died, has made English clay more valuable than the finest porcelain of China. He has moulded it into all the forms of grace and beauty that are to be met with, in the precious remains of the Greek and Etruscan artists. In the more common articles, he has pencilled it with the most elegant designs, shaped it into shells and leaves, twisted it into wicker-work, and trailed the ductile foliage round the light basket. He has filled our cabinets and chimney-pieces with urns, lamps, and vases, on which are lightly traced, with the purest simplicity, the fine forms and floating draperies of Herculaneum. In short, he has given to our

*The Etruscans were inhabitants of Etruria, a country of Italy, now called Tuscany. They were celebrated for their knowledge of the arts, and for the good taste of their various productions. J. W. I.

† Herculaneum was an ancient city, near Naples, which was overwhelmed in the year of our Lord 79, by an eruption of Mount Vesuvius, a celebrated volcano of Italy. After being buried under the lava for about sixteen hundred and thirty-four years, the city was discovered, twenty-four feet under ground, in the year 1713, by some laborers, who were digging a well. The streets and houses, so far as the lava has been removed, have been found to be perfect, with

houses a classic air, and has made every saloon and every dining-room, schools of taste. I should add, that there is a great demand abroad for this elegant manufacture. The Empress of Russia has had some magnificent services of it; and one was sent to the king of Spain, intended as a present from him to the archbishop of Toledo, which cost a thousand pounds.

H. I should like very much to see manufactures, now you have told me such curious things about them.

F. You will do well. There is much more entertainment, to a cultivated mind, in seeing a pin made, than in many a fashionable diversion, which young people half ruin themselves to attend. In the meantime, I will give you some account of one of the most elegant of them, which is paper. H. Pray do, my dear father.

F. It shall be left for another evening, however, for it is now late. Good night.

THE FLYING FISH.

THE Flying Fish, says the fable, had originally no wings; but, being of an ambitious and discontented temper, she repined at being always conthe furniture, utensils, paintings, statues, and other works of art and curiosity, just as they were left by the inhabitants, when they fled from the city to preserve their lives. These valuable antiquities are preserved in the museums at Naples, and Portici, a small town in the neighborhood. — J. W. I.

fined to the waters, and wished to soar in the air. "If I could fly, like the birds," said she, "I should not only see more of the beauties of Nature, but I should be able to escape from those fish, which are continually pursuing me, and which render my life miserable." She, therefore, petitioned Jupiter* for a pair of wings; and immediately she perceived her fins to expand. They suddenly grew to the length of her whole body, and became, at the same time, so strong, as to do the office of a pinion. She was, at first, much pleased with her new powers, and looked, with an air of disdain, on all her former companions; but she soon perceived herself exposed to new dangers. When flying in the air, she was incessantly pursued by the tropic bird, and the albatross; and when, for safety, she dropped into the water, she was so fatigued with her flight, that she was less able than ever to escape from her old enemies, the fish. Finding herself more unhappy than before, she now begged of Jupiter to recall his present; but Jupiter said to her," When I gave you your wings, I well knew they would prove a curse; but your proud and restless disposition deserved this disappointment. Now, therefore, what you begged as a favor, keep as a punishment !"

* Jupiter was the supreme deity of the ancient heathens. -J. W. I.

HYMN.

I HAVE seen the flower withering on the stalk, and its bright leaves spread on the ground; I looked again, and it sprung forth afresh; the stem was crowned with new buds, and the sweetness thereof filled the air.

I have seen the sun set in the West, and the shades of night shut in the wide horizon; there was no color, nor shape, nor beauty, nor music; gloom and darkness brooded around. I looked, the sun broke forth again from the East, and gilded the mountain tops; the lark rose to meet him from her low nest, and the shades of darkness fled away.

I have seen the insect, being come to its full size, languish and refuse to eat. It spun itself into a tomb, and was shrouded in the silken cone; it lay, without feet, or shape, or power to move. I looked again, it had burst its tomb; it was full of life, and sailed on colored wings through the soft air; it rejoiced in its new being.

Thus shall it be with thee, O man! and so shall thy life be renewed.

Thy body shall return to the dust, whence it came, but thy soul to God, who gave it.

Who is He that cometh, to burst open the prison doors of the tomb; to bid the dead awake, and to gather his redeemed from the four winds of heaven?

He descendeth on a fiery cloud; the sound of a trumpet goeth before Him; thousands of angels are on His right hand.

It is Jesus, the Son of God; the Saviour of men; the Friend of the good.

He cometh in the glory of His Father; He hath received power from on high.

Mourn not, therefore, child of immortality! for the spoiler, the cruel spoiler, that laid waste the works of God, is subdued: Jesus hath conquered death. Child of immortality! mourn no longer.

We cannot see Him here, but we will love him here; we must be now on earth, but we will often think on Heaven.

That happy land is our home; we are to be here but for a little while, and there forever, even for ages of eternal years.

A LESSON IN THE ART OF DISTINGUISHING.

Father. COME hither, Charles; what is that you see grazing, in the meadow before you ? Charles. It is a horse.

F. Whose horse is it?

C. I do not know; I never saw it before. F. How do you know that it is a horse, if you never saw it before?

C. Because it is like other horses.