house, he ordered my brother instantly to leave the city, and never to return again, on pain of losing his life; because he was fearful, if my brother remained there, he would go and complain of his injustice to the caliph. Alnaschar accordingly departed from the city, and fled for refuge to another town. But on his road he encountered some robbers, who stripped him as bare as my hand. I was no sooner informed of this new misfortune than I took some clothes with me and went to find him out after consoling him as well as it was in my power, I brought him back with me, and made him enter the city quite privately, and I took as much care of him as of my other brothers.

Arabian Nights' Entertainments.

You can stand among the sailors
Anchored yet within the bay,
You can lend a hand to help them
When they launch their boats away.

2. If you are too weak to journey
Up the mountains steep and high,
You can stand within the valley
While the multitude go by,
You can chant in happy measures
As they slowly pass along;
Though they may forget the singer,
They will not forget the song.

If

3. If you have not gold and silver
Ever ready at command,
you cannot toward the needy
Reach an ever-open hand,
You can visit the afflicted,
O'er the erring you can weep,
You can be a true disciple,
Sitting at the Saviour's feet.

4. If you cannot in the conflict
Prove yourself a soldier true,
If where fire and smoke are thickest
There's no work for you to do,
When the battle-field is silent,
You can go with careful tread,
You can bear away the wounded,
You can cover up the dead.

5. If you cannot in the harvest
Garner up the richest sheaves,

Many a grain both ripe and golden

Which the careless reaper leaves.

Whoever has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Catskill mountains. They are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed, every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers. When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of grey vapours about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.