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often used when traveling. Salted fruit or fish, sugar, vinegar, and honey are preserved in them instead of in jars or bottles. In a small bamboo case, prettily carved and ornamented, the Dyak carries his materials for betel chewing, and his little long-bladed knife has a bamboo sheath.

13. His favorite pipe is a large hubble-bubble, which he will construct in a few minutes, by inserting a small piece of bamboo obliquely, about six inches from the bottom, into a large cylinder containing water. Through this the smoke passes to a long, slender bamboo tube.

14. There are many other small matters for which bamboo is daily used, but enough has now been mentioned to show its value. In other parts of the archipelago I have myself seen it applied to many new uses, and it is probable that my limited means of observation did not make me acquainted with one half the ways in which it is serviceable to the Dyaks. A. R. WALLACE.

Betel (12) is a narcotic stimulant, much used in the East. It consists of a leaf of a certain kind of pepper, plucked green, spread over with moistened quick-lime, and wrapped around a few scrapings of the betel-nut. This is chewed by men and women in the East Indies, from morning to night.

Hubble-bubble (13) is a tobacco-pipe arranged with a lower vessel or jar containing water. Through this the smoke passes and is cooled. The bubbling noise caused by the passage of the smoke gives the pipe its name.

Tell how the Dyak climbs lofty trees. What valuable product of the country is obtained by climbing the trees? Where does the honey-bee of Borneo generally hang its combs? How high does the tappan tree grow? What does the native buy with the proceeds of the wax? How does he ascend the durion and other fruit trees? What does the Dyak make of bamboo? How is water brought to the Dyak's house? What other utensils are made of bamboo? Which is the favorite pipe of the Dyak? How does he make it?

LESSON XXXIX.

1. yōre; adv. in old time.

3. sheen; n. brightness.

2. ĕn shroud'; v. cover, as with 3. ěm blāzènèd; v. adorned;

a shroud.

2. wan'ing; v. failing.

decorated.

5. pln'ions; n. wings.

Erin's Flag.

1. Unroll Erin's flag! fling its folds to the breeze! Let it float o'er the land, let it flash o'er the seas! Lift it out of the dust-let it wave as of yore,

When its chiefs with their clans stood around it and

swore

That never! no, never! while God gave them life,
And they had an arm and a sword for the strife,
That never! no, never! that banner should yield
As long as the heart of a Celt was its shield;
While the hand of a Celt had a weapon to wield,
And his last drop of blood was unshed on the field.

2. Lift it up! wave it high! 'tis as bright as of old! Not a stain on its green nor a blot on its gold, Though the woes and the wrongs of three hundred long

years

Have drenched Erin's Sunburst with blood and with

tears!

Though the clouds of oppression enshroud it in gloom, And around it the thunders of Tyranny boom.

Look aloft! look aloft! lo! the cloud's drifting by, There's a gleam through the gloom, there's a light in

the sky,

'Tis the Sunburst resplendent-far-flashing on high! Erin's dark night is waning; her day-dawn is nigh!

3. Lift it up! lift it up! the old banner of green!
The blood of its sons has but brightened its sheen;
What though the tyrant has trampled it down,
Are its folds not emblazoned with deeds of renown?
What though for ages it droops in the dust,

Shall it droop thus forever? No! no! God is just!
Take it up! take it up! from the tyrant's foul tread
Let him tear the Green Flag-we will snatch its last
shred,

And beneath it we'll bleed as our forefathers bled,

And we'll vow by the dust in the graves of our dead,

4. And we'll swear by the blood which the Briton has shed,

And we'll vow by the wrecks which through Erin he

spread,

And we'll swear by the thousands who, famished,

unfed,

Died down in the ditches, wild-howling for bread,

And we'll vow by our heroes whose spirits have fled, And we'll swear by the bones in each coffinless bed, That we'll battle the Briton through danger and dread! That we'll cling to the cause which we glory to wed, Till the gleam of our steel and the shock of our lead Shall prove to our foe that we meant what we said— That we'll lift up the green, and we'll tear down the red!

5. Lift up the Green Flag! oh! it wants to go home,
Full long has its lot been to wander and roam,
It has followed the fate of its sons o'er the world,
But its folds, like their hopes, are not faded nor furled,
Like a weary-winged bird, to the East and the West
It has flitted and fled-but it never shall rest,

Till, pluming its pinions, it sweeps o'er the main,
And speeds to the shores of its old home again,
When its fetterless folds o'er each mountain and plain
Shall wave with a glory that never shall wane.

6. Take it up! take it up! bear it back from afar!
That Banner must blaze 'mid the lightnings of war;
Lay your hands on its folds, lift your gaze to the sky,
And swear that you'll bear it triumphant or die,
And shout to the clans scattered over the earth
To join in the march to the land of their birth;
And wherever the Exiles, 'neath heaven's broad dome,
Have been fated to suffer, to sorrow and roam,
They'll bound on the sea, and away o'er the foam
They'll sail to the music of "Home, Sweet Home!"
REV. ABRAM J. RYAN.

Rev. Abram Joseph Ryan, known as the "Poet-priest of the South," was the writer of many graceful and vigorous verses, and also won distinction as an orator, a lecturer, and an essayist. The exact date and place of his birth are uncertain, though it is believed he was born in this country about the year 1836. During the Civil War he was a chaplain in the Southern army. Afterward he was stationed in various places until 1870, when he was appointed pastor of St. Mary's Church, Mobile, which position he occupied for nearly thirteen years. His remaining years were devoted to literary labors. He died April 23, 1886.

"Erin's Sunburst" (2) is the Irish emblem, so called because it represents the rising sun. When was it that "thousands who, famished, unfed, died down in the ditches, wild-howling for bread" (4)? Give a synonym for "pluming its pinions" (5). Who are the "Exiles" (6)?

Let the pupils give the sense of the second stanza in their own language, changing the wording as much as possible.

LESSON XL.

1. hǎg' gard; a. having the | 7. flo; n. a large surface of ice

look of being wasted by want.

2. hum'mocks; n. piles of ice. 3. un' ĕn eŭm' bẽred; v. free from burdens.

4. pěm' mi can; n. meat dried in the sun.

floating in the ocean.

7. căçhè; n. a hiding-place or hole in the ground.

8.

eaus' tie; n. a substance which, when applied to the flesh, will burn.

Lost on the Floes. Part I.

1. We were only waiting for intelligence that our advance party had deposited its provisions in safety to begin our transit of the bay. We were at work cheerfully, sewing away at the skins of some moccasins by the blaze of our lamps, when, toward midnight, we heard the noise of steps above, and the next minute Sontag, Ohlsen, and Petersen came down into the cabin. Their manner startled me even more than their unexpected appearance on board. They were swollen and haggard, and hardly able to speak.

2. Their story was a fearful one. They had left their companions in the ice, risking their own lives to bring us the news: Brooks, Baker, Wilson, and Pierre were all lying frozen and disabled. Where? They could not tell : somewhere in among the hummocks to the north and east ; it was drifting heavily round them when they parted. Irish Tom had stayed by to feed and care for the others; but the chances were sorely against them. It was in vain to question them further. They had evidently traveled a great distance, for they were sinking with fatigue and hunger, and could hardly be rallied enough to tell us the direction in which they had come.

3. My first impulse was to move on the instant with an unencumbered party: a rescue to be effective, or even

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