Friday morning, won't you?"

"It's better not, Thady dear; sure I'd be ashamed that the quality id see me, an' know that I was your mother, achora machree, an' yur lookin' like a rale gentleman yurself, though I say it."

"Mother,' "cried Thaddeus, throwing his arms round her, "never say that again if you love me; I would not care for the friendship of any one that would look down on my mother; but my friends are different, dear mother; they like and respect those who deserve it, no matter what their station is, and I am sure they would both like and respect you. Oh, you don't know them, or you would not think so meanly of them."

“Think meanly of them! Sure I know they're rale gentry, agra, an' that's why I didn't like to disgrace ye befur them, Thady jewel."

"And it is because they are 'real gentry' that they will respect you for what you are, my dear mother," said Thaddeus; "and now that you have said so much, I must tell you that, only I was afraid of the infection for you, I would have brought you and Ellen long ago to see Miss Grady; and when you know that she wishes to see you both before she goes away, I am sure you will come to see her, and see me off at the same time." And thus it was that the small crowd that assembled to see the carriage packed, and to witness the departure of the travellers, were surprised to see Miss Grady, with her father and brother, take almost an affectionate farewell of Mrs. D'Arcy and Ellen, as they stepped into the carriage, followed

with open mouths and staring eyes looking after it, and watching the white handkerchief that Miss Grady waved to the two solitary figures that still remained outside the hall door, gazing after the travellers.

As the carriage turned round a corner and disappeared from view, Mrs. D'Arcy moved away, saying, "Come home now, mavourneen, there's a weight on my heart that I can't get rid of; there's some cross before me, let it be what it may."

The travellers rested a night in the quaint old town of Galway, and another day's journey brought them to Glenbrook, where the servants had made every arrangement for their comfort.

For the first time in his life Thaddeus found himself the guest of a gentleman, whose handsome mansion and well-appointed domestic arrangements were in such strong contrast to the scrambling although well-supplied ménage of Father Mulcahey, and the still more humble households of the farmers in which he had passed so many years of his life. The regularity of everything and the quiet attendance of the servants seemed perfection to him; and by a close observance of the manners of his hosts, Thaddeus escaped committing any blunder, and was surprised to find, after a few days had elapsed, that he was as much at his ease at Glenbrook as in the humble cottage of his mother.

But before the first fortnight was at an end, the fever, that had so lately raged in the veins of his friend, prostrated the strong man as by a single blow, and left him feeble as an infant.

of the Latin word (pecunia) signifying money, would seem proof that cattle (pecus) had been the primitive money of the Romans; and that they had been so used in olden times in Germany is apparent from the fact that, by law, penalties for offences were to be paid in cattle. In remoter ages, corn in agricultural countries was used very generally as money, and even now it is common to stipulate for corn rents and wages. Salt is said to be the current money of Abyssinia; and cowries, a species of shells found on the shores of the Maldive Islands, are used in smaller payments throughout Hindostan, and form the only money in extensive districts in Africa, in which country gold-dust is also largely used. Dried fish serves as money in Iceland and Newfoundland; and so lately as 1776 it was usual at a village in Scotland for workmen to pay their debts to the baker, at the alehouse, &c., with nails.-Youth's Magazine.

DR. ARNOLD'S OPINION OF AMUSING BOOKS.-Childishness in boys, even of good abilities, seems to me to be a growing fault, and I do not know to what to ascribe it, except to the great number of exciting books of amusement, like "Pickwick" and "Nicholas Nickleby,' ‚""Bentley's Magazine," &c. These completely satisfy all the intellectual appetite of a boy, which is rarely very voracious, and leave him totally palled, not only for his regular work, which I could well excuse in comparison, but for good literature of all sorts, even for history and poetry.

FOLLY OF ATHEISM.-I had rather believe all the fables in the Legend,

the Talmud, and the Koran, than that this universal frame is without a mind. God never wrought miracles to convince atheists, because His ordinary works are sufficient to convince them. Itis true that a little philosophy inclineth men's minds to atheism; but depth in philosophy bringeth them back to religion; for while the mind of man looketh upon second causes scattered, it may sometimes rest on them, and go no further; but when it beholdeth the chain of them confederate and linked together, it must needs fly to Providence and Deity. LORD BACON. ANIMAL LIFE.-The following is a scale of the average duration of animal life from the most celebrated writers on natural history. A hare will live ten years; a cat, ten; a goat, eight; an ass, thirty; a sheep, sixteen; a ram, fifteen; a dog, from fourteen to twenty'; a bull, fifteen; an ox, twenty; swine, twenty-five; a pigeon, eight; a turtle-dove, twenty-five; a partridge, twenty-five; a raven, one hundred; an eagle, one hundred.

E. E.

LITTLE THINGS.-YES, our God is indeed a great God, and yet He does not disdain to listen to our slightest request. Father, I will henceforward turn to Thee in all things; whatever oppresses or annoys me I will lay before Thee with childlike confidence. But that God condescends to show forth Himself even in such 'small things shall put to shame my proud heart, which finds first one thing, then another, in my daily vocation too mean and trivial. AMELIA SIEVEKING.

HERE are many butterflies to be seen sporting in the brilliant sunshine of August, but few deserve or win more admiration from the lover of insects than does the Silver-washed Fritillary (Argynnis paphia).

Those who have not beheld this prince of butterflies sweeping along the wood "ridings," or in a field near its-borders, sipping honey from the blossoms of the bramble or teazle, have a sight yet in store, the impression of which will not easily be forgotten. There is one other butterfly not of the same family-the "Wall," which when seen flying is not unlike our friend in its colours and

appearance, though decidedly less in size, and this is sometimes eagerly chased by the young beginner, who ere long discovers his mistake. This charming insect differs in one respect from all our other English butterflies-the underside is beautifully streaked with silver; not spotted, as in others of the same genus. The upper side in its chequered aspect resembles a kind of lily often cultivated by our great-grandfathers in their trim and quaintly planned gardens, and called the Fritillary. Hence its application to the insect before us. Linnæus, the Swedish naturalist, struck with its appearance, chose for its Latin name one of those given by the ancient Greeks to the supposed goddess of beauty.