PERSPECTIVE. P. To-day I have made you a drawing of a book to copy. In the small book the lines incline to two vanishing points, but in the larger one-to the point of sight. When you have copied these, you may then draw this book in four different positions. I have drawn one standing upright-another lying open. Let the other one be half open-and another shut, in such a position that the lines may incline to vanishing points instead of the point of sight. You may next take these four books in their different positions, place them together in a group, and then draw the whole group. L. And, papa, will you be kind enough to make a larger drawing for us to-day? A book is, I think, so very easy to copy. P. Very well. You have learned to draw chairs and stools-to-day you may come with me to my back office, and we will draw some of the plain furniture there. This will be a very easy picture for you to draw-because, you see that in all the objects (except one) the side lines incline to the point of sight-which is that one ? W. This square box, or deed case, papa, in front-(in the foreground, I should say). Ah! I think we shall all like to copy this. ON SINGING PRAISES. P. Willie, what do you intend to do with yourself in the holidays? W. I don't know yet, papa. Ion and I are going to make a railway. To-morrow we shall have a ride on the pony; the next day we shall-shall-draw a little, perhaps -and read books-and then We shall have nothing particular to do after that. Indeed, I never exactly know what to do with my self in the holidays. We shall go and skate on the pond every day when it is frozen quite hard. Ada and Lucy are going to feed the robins. Ion. Of course, we shall read every day-in the evenings. P. Shall I tell you something else you may do? Ion. Yes, papa, please. P. Sing! Ilike to hear singing in the house-plenty of it; and now that the canary is dead, you may sing instead of him. L. But we cannot sing as well as my poor bird. P. Indeed, dear Lucy, you can -much better; for here is a difference: you can sing praises! A canary only sings to himself-you can sing to God! And oh! who would be able to sing to God and not do it! Ion. I should like to do that; and Lucy will play the songs on the piano, if you will write some notes for us, papa. Will you? P. Yes. I have written you some tunes-there is a hymn about the "Children of Jerusalem," and another about Children of Moral Lesson. Heaven, and others to teach you how to praise God. Ion. And I tell you what else I should like, papa, now we are at the end of the year. I should like a song for each part of it, a song for Spring, another for Summer, another for Autumn, and one for the Winter, so that we could always have a song for every season. we W. And then when we go out to parties after Christmas, shall sing some sense, instead of nonsense. But, papa, where will you get all the tunes from? P. I have plenty of songs. Don't you remember that I once printed on the wrapper of "Pleasant Pages" something about the GLASGOW TRAINING-SCHOOL SONG Book ?* W. Yes, papa, you said that it was a very good book. P. Well, the gentleman whom that work belongs to, says that he will let us print some of his songs in our book, and then people will see what pleasant songs they are. W. As "specimens," I suppose? P. Yes. And I have copied a song from Mr. Curwen's School Songs, and from the Juvenile Harmonist,-these are also nice books. L. Have not you made any yourself, papa? P. No, I cannot make songs very well, but you know I can sing, and so can you, so every evening we will practise these tunes. It is a good thing to sing praises. A beautiful collection of songs, moral pieces, rounds, &c., published by HAMILTON, Glasgow; SIMPKIN and MARSHALL, London, price 38. 6d. What to them is weather! Gave them likewise hardy strength, And patient hearts, to bear. Welcome yellow buttercups, Coming, ere the spring-time, Speaking to our hearts of Him Buttercups and Daisies, &a |