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P. Yes; something like that. His courtiers once said to him:"Canute! Lord King! You are a very mighty man, and can do everything. You are lord of the earth and sea." "Ah!" said Canute, for he looked rather suprised, as though he had heard some good news, "then bring me a chair;" and then he sat down to govern the sea. "Thou, O sea!" said he, "art one of my subjects; I command you to keep order. Let not one of your waves come any higher on the land, nor dare to wet thy Sovereign's feet."

He then sat still, waiting for the sea to obey him; and pretending to believe all that his courtiers had said, whilst they looked on silently, not liking to speak. The sea, as you may suppose, still came onward, and surrounded Canute's chair, when he turned round to the men with an angry look, and asked them, "How can you think of trying to please me by making God angry, and telling untruths? Learn," he said, "from this time, that it is sinful to lie and flatter, for only He who made the

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Why, with patience, may not you? Only keep this rule in view,

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W. I have been thinking, mamma, what else can we learn about water?

M. Many more things. We spoke last week of the different sorts of water-this week we will notice the different states in which it is found.

Ion. What do you mean by a state?

L. Oh, Ion-I can answer that question. Have not you heard of things being in a hot state, and in a cold state?

Ion. Yes. And of water being in a liquid state-any one can understand that.

M. But it is not always liquid. When the winter comes, and it is frozen, it is in a solid state.

Ion. Yes, it becomes ice. Will you make us understand how that is, mamma?

M. Yes, if I can. Listen. I told you once, you may remember, that everything contains heat or caloric.

W. And you said, mamma, that caloric causes any substance to swell-that is, the particles separate from each other.

M. Or, if you like to remember a new word, you may say that it causes the substance to expand. If all the heat in this world were suddenly taken away, everything would become as hard as a rock. Water is liquid, because it contains sufficient caloric to separate its particles. Sometimes the freezing winds come from the North Pole, and the water loses its caloric, we then say it is cold.

L. Yes, mamma. Papa told us once, that there was no such thing cold," but, that it only meant the absence of heat.

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M. Then, when the water loses very much of its caloric, it is not only cold, but frozen, and becomes hard ice.

W. Still, it is not quite so hard as a rock.

M. That is because it is impossible for it to lose all its caloric. There is heat, even in ice. Think of men having been able to strike sparks of fire from the ice!

W. But, mamma, there is one thing more which I want to ask you. When heat expands any thing, it becomes larger, and so when a substance is made cold, I should think, it would become smaller.

M. Certainly it does so.

W. Then how is it, mamma, that when water loses its caloric and freezes, it actually expands? I know it does-because last winter it burst the lead pipe in the cistern, -and papa told me that when changing into ice, it swelled very much-and the leaden pipe was obliged to burst, to make room for it.

M. That is true-but this is an exception to the rule. When water freezes, its particles are converted into solid crystals, and these crystals do not fit so close as the particles do when it is liquid.

L. Then, there must be spaces between the crystals-pores-and that is the reason why ice is lighter than water, and will float on the surface if you throw it in.

Ion. Then we learned in one of our first lessons that water is sometimes in a fluid state. When you make it very hot, the caloric separates the particles so much that they form steam.

M. There is water also in this air, but the particles of water are so small that they are invisible,

like steam. Sometimes, however, when the air is very cold, these particles unite, and form vapours, which you call mist.

W. Papa told us something of the particles of vapour in the air, in our Physical Geography lesson, last week, how they formed the water on the globe. And you can also see these particles in a fog.

M. Yes. A fog is formed of vapour. There is little difference between a fog and a mist, except that fogs consist of vapours rising from the land-and, often contain smoke which is blown towards the earth by the cold air. We give the name of mist to the vapours rising from the rivers and lakesso that you may say-land-vapours are called FoG; and sea-vapours are called MIST.

But I have seen water in another state. In the evening time -when the sun has set, the earth is not near so hot as it was in the day time. Then the vapours in the air descend, and cover the fields and plains. In the night time, as the land becomes cooler, their particles unite and form little round drops to refresh the grass and flowers. So, by going out early in the morning, before the sun has risen and warmed the earth, I have seen thousands of these beautiful little drops, hanging in bright rows, like diamond pearls, from the leaves of the shrubs, and the grass.

L. So have I seen them, mam-
You mean the DEW.

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M. Then, when the old sun shines forth on the earth, river, and seas, the vapours often rise to a great height and form large collections which float in the air.

W. Those are called CLOUDS. M. That is right; and sometimes the air above in which the

clouds float is very cold-then they become frozen and descend on the earth in white flakes which we callL. SNOW.

M. Sometimes the snow in falling passes through a stratum of warm air (you know now what a stratum is)-we sometimes say a current of air. When thus descending through the warm air, some of the snow is half melted, so that snow and water fall together; we then call it

W. I think it is called SLEET. M. That is correct. Again,— in the winter time the clouds form rain, instead of snow. The round drops of rain in falling, pass through strong currents of very cold air, so that before they reach the ground they are frozen, and patter against the window like little round stones.

Ion. Yes, and I have heard of their forming large round stones, which break the windows-we call them HAIL-STONES. Now, mamma, may I count the different states of water. I will say them very nicely.

Water is not always in a liquid state-but is found in other states, such as ice, steam, mist, fog, dew, clouds, rain, snow, and hail. May Lucy make up the lesson, mamma?

M. Yes, and you may divide it into four parts. The qualities of water-the uses-the different sorts -and the different states.

L. And, when we write its uses, we will show which qualities make it useful-now then!

Lesson 10. WATER.

(Qualities)-WATER is a thin, fluid, liquid, bright, sparkling, clear, transparent, tasteless, inodorous, inanimate, inorganic, reflective, and buoyant substance. Because it is liquid, it is penetrating, solvent, and cleansing. In its effects it is cooling

refreshing, reviving, strengthening, | a fire-extinguish it, I should say. Why is that?

and fertilizing.
(Uses)-Water, because it is pene-
trating and has other qualities, is
useful to fertilize the earth.
Because it is liquid, pure, and
tasteless, it is useful to drink.
Because it is fluid, penetrating,
and solvent, it is useful for washing.
Because it is buoyant, it is useful
for steamboats and ships to sail upon.
Because it is fluid and heavy, it is
useful to turn the wheels of water-
mills. It is also useful for making
tea-for boiling the pudding in-for
mixing paints and colours.

W. Ah! and we have forgotten something. It is useful to put out

Ion. I should say that is because -I don't know why-because it is wet!

L. And because it is cold, perhaps.

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A SONG FOR SEPTEMBER.

ALL the flashing, gleaming glory, of a proud host onward pressing
To the deadly field of conflict, or in triumphing return,

With splendour of spread banners, that woo the sun's caressing,

And trumpets' blare, and trampling of hot steeds the ground that spurn.

All the wealth of olden story-the up-piled heaps of treasure,
The gorgeous pageantry described in tales of Eastern land,
Are as nothing to the riches-the plenty without measure-
That brown SEPTEMBER scatters profusely o'er the land.

Here, on this breezy upland, we'll stand awhile down-gazing
Upon the quiet valley that spreadeth far beneath,
To watch the flying shadows of the clouds each other chasing,
And to twine of Autumn Flowers, all golden-hued, a wreath.

Look! through the hazy distance, how the sheen of silver waters
Chequers the leafy umbrage of the woodlands waving wide,
Like a sea that meets the Orient, with the dye of purple slaughters
Upflushing through the amber of its ever-changing tide.

Look! how the sunlight catches the tints that are the rarest,

On stately oak, and elm-tree clump, and copse, and orchard flung;
And sleeps upon the stubble lands, and banks that are the fairest,
Above which rise the hedgerows with clematis tassels hung.

Mark! what a restless shimmer the basking landscape veileth,
Where gos'mers-tiny aeronauts-their silken meshes weave;
What plenty, glory, gladness, on every side prevaileth :-
Oh, golden-haired SEPTEMBER! who can look on thee and grieve?

H. G. ADAMS.

THE TRAVELLER THROUGH ENGLAND.

WESTMORELAND.

MY DEAR CHILDREN,It is a very pleasant thing to get up early in the morning, and take a walk before breakfast.

And it is always pleasant in a country town which you have never seen before. So, as I awoke next day, and peeped between the edge of the blind and the window of the King's Arms Inn to see what sort of a morning it was, I observed the end of the broad street, and thought to myself, "I should like to know what is to be seen beyond there. I'll go and look."

And so it is very pleasantwhen you get out in the silent street, and there is no one about, except, now and then, some woman or girl, going "down town" for the milk. When there is nothing stirring except the weathercock on the market-place, and the sparrows who have been up some time.

Then is it pleasant to walk along and take notice, and to see what different kinds of pavement there are. How, in some parts, the pavement is uneven, and cracked, and wants mending-in some parts only gravel and loose stones; there! just by the doctor's house, where there are green posts and chains along the edge of the path. How, sometimes, there is a little green grass plot between the path and the road, and in other parts, a large piece of Asphalte to walk upon. And then, again, the pavement is made of round stones, which are very close together, and stick very tight in the earth. I don't know what they are called they are not "Boulders."

It is very pleasant, too, when you come to the bridge, and lean over to look at the water,-to feel the fresh breeze, and the dampness which rises to cool your face and refresh you. How quickly the river seems to flow in the morning, especially round the arches! It seems then to be in a hurry, as though it felt more glee in the early day, and wanted to be off to the open sea, before the barges and boats are out. Ah, it must be heavy work for the river to bear up those barges! And then, sometimes, a great fish jumps up and that is very pleasant!

Sometimes you come to a long stone wall, with wall-flowers growing on the top, and, you think, "What is on the other side?" or, "Where will it end?" And then, perhaps, you come to eight almshouses, with a garden in front. The middle house has a stone image of a man whose features are quite worn off. Beneath him is a stone tablet, with a coat of arms, and some "printing" about him, with the line Anno Domini 1656.

And, then, it is very pleasant when you have gone past the workhouse to the end of the town, to notice, as you come back, the houses and shops, and see the men take down the shutters. There are four or five shops which are four times as large as the rest, with fine Corinthian pillars, and cornices covered with gold. On one is written, "Mr. Jones, FROM LONDON,” in very large letters-so!-and another belongs to Mr. So-and-so, Chemist to the QUEEN. Do you know, I believe that the Queen has more than a hundred chemists? What quantities of physic she must take! And another man is shoemaker to the late Queen Dowager; while at

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