Shem, Ham, and Japhet they wer Now, who was Japhet's father?

"Rat it!" cried Hodge, and scrat

'That does my wits belabor;

But howsomede'er I'll homeward And ax old Giles, my neighbor.

To Giles he went and put the case
With circumspect intention;
"Thou fool," cried Giles, "I'll ma
To thy dull comprehension.

"Three children has Tom Long, th
Or cattle-doctor rather;
Tom, Dick, and Harry they are ca
Now, who is Harry's father?"

"Adzooks, I have it," Hodge repli "Right well I know your lingo Who's Harry's father?-stopWhy, Tom Long Smith, by jing

Away he ran to find the priest, With all his might and main; Who with good-humor instant pu The question once again.

ll answer like a proctor;

s Japhet's father? Now I know; -y, Long Tom Smith the doctor!"

s his triumph, and disgraced his name,
draws the sword for empire, wealth, or fame.
ough wealth be blown on every wind,
ne announce him mightiest of mankind,
ice ten nations crouch beneath his blade,
owns him, and his glories fade;

o prayers are poured, no poems sung,
gs chanted from a nation's tongue.
xs the path to his untimely bier;
of widows and the orphan's tear
Heaven for vengeance on his head;
sted, and accursed when dead,
of his deeds, the man who sings
nted truth, and scorns to flatter kings,
the monster in his hideous form,
him as an earthquake or a storm.
he patriot chief who dared withstand
nvader of his native land;

her weal his noblest, only end;
to serve her, fought but to defend;
y virtuous and severely brave,

the freedom that he could not save;

SELECTIONS IN POETRY.

On worth like his the Muse delights to wait,
Reveres alike in triumph and defeat;

Crowns with true glory and with spotless fame,

And honors Washington's more than Napoleon's name.

SPARROW caught upon a tree

A A fly so fat his taste grew stronger;

His victim, struggling to get free,
Begged but to live a little longer.
The murderer answered, "Thou must fall;
For I am great, and thou art small."

A hawk beheld him at his feast,

And in a moment pounced upon him;
The dying sparrow wished at least

To know what injury he had done him.
The murderer answered, "Thou must fall;
For I am great, and thou art small."

The eagle sees the hawk below,

And quickly on the gormand seizes.

"O noble king! pray, let me go!

"Mercy! thou peckest me to pieces!" The murderer answered, "Thou must fall; For I am great, and thou art small.”

He feasted; lo! an arrow flew

And pierced the eagle's bosom through.
Unto the hunter loud screamed he,

"O tyrant! wherefore murder me?"
"Ah!" said the murderer, "thou must fall;
For I am great, and thou art small.

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Ex. 117. COLUMBUS ON FIRST BEHOLDING

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OD of my sires! o'er ocean's brim Yon beauteous land appears at last; Raise, comrades, raise your holiest hymn! For now our toils are past.

See, o'er the bosom of the deep

She gayly lifts her summer charms,
As if at last she longed to leap

From dark Oblivion's arms.

What forms, what lovely scenes, may lie
Secluded in thy flowery breast!
Pure is thy sea, and calm thy sky,
Thou garden of the West.
Around each solitary hill

A rich magnificence is hurled,
Thy youthful face seems wearing still
The first fresh fragrance of the world.

We come with hope our beacon bright,
Like Noah drifting o'er the wave,
To claim a world, the ocean's might
Has shrouded like the grave;

And O, the dwellers of the ark

Ne'er pined with fonder hearts to see
The bird of hope regain their bark,
Than I have longed for thee!

Around me was the boundless flood,
O'er which no mortal ever passed;
Above me was a solitude

As measureless and vast;

Yet in the air and on the sea

The voice of the Eternal One

That I may lead those tribes arig
So long on error's ocean driver
And point to their bewildered sig
A fairer path to heaven.

The mightiest states shall pass a
Their mouldering grandeur car
But thou, fair land! shalt be for
A glory when they 're past.
As now thou look'st in youthful

When earth grows old and sta
So thou shalt flourish o'er their t
Tired Freedom's peaceful shrin

Ex. 118.-THREE DAYS IN THE LIFE

- Adaptation from Delavign

N the deck stood Columbus: the oc

Untried and unlimited, swept by l "Back to Spain!" cry his men ; " Put tl We venture no further through danger a "Three days, and I give you a world!" "Bear up, my brave comrades; three d He sails, He sails,

but no token of land is in si

but the day shows no more t On, onward he sails, while in vain o'er t The lead is plunged down through a fath