2. The snow which covered the fields, and the ice which was on the rivers, melt away when she breathes upon them. The young lambs frisk about her; the birds warble to welcome her coming, and when they see her, begin to choose their mates, and to build their nests.

3. Youths and maidens, have ye seen this beautiful virgin? If you have, tell me who she is, and what is her name.

SUMMER.

4. Who is this that cometh from the south, thinly clad in a light, transparent garment? Her breath is hot and sultry. She seeks the clear streams, the crystal brooks, to bathe her languid limbs. The brooks and rivulets fly from her, and are dried up at her approach.

5. She cools her parched lips with berries and the grateful acid of fruits. The tanned hay-makers welcome her coming; and the sheep-shearer, who clips the fleeces off his flock with his sounding shears.

6. When she cometh let me lie under the thick shade of a spreading beech-tree,-let me walk with her in the early morning, when the dew is yet upon the grass,- -let me wander with her in the soft twilight, when the shepherd shuts his fold, and the star of evening appears.

7. Who is she that cometh from the south? Youths and maidens, tell me, if you know, who she is, and what is her name.

AUTUMN.

8. Who is he that cometh with sober pace, stealing upon us unawares? His garments are red with the blood of the grape, and his temples are bound with a sheaf of ripe wheat. His hair is thin, and begins to fall, and the auburn is mixed with mourning gray.

9. He shakes the brown nuts from the tree. He winds the horn, and calls the hunters to their sport. The gun sounds. The trembling partridge and the beautiful pheasant flutter bleeding in the air, and fall dead at the sportsman's feet. Youths and maidens, tell me, if you know, who he is, and what is his name.

WINTER.

10. Who is he that cometh from the north, clad in furs and warm wool? He wraps his cloak close about him. His head is bald; his beard is made of sharp icicles. He loves the blazing fire high-piled upon the hearth, and the wine sparkling in the glass. He binds skates to his feet, and skims over the frozen lakes.

11. His breath is piercing-cold, and no little flower dares to peep above the surface of the ground when he is by. Whatever he touches

turns to ice. Youths and maidens, do you see him? He is coming upon us, and will soon be here. Tell me, if you know, who he is,

and what is his name.

MRS. BARBAULD.

LESSON XXXVIII.

BEV'Y, a flock.

CREST, summit, top.

MAIL, armor to defend the body.

SHEEN, brightness, splendor.

TCHICK, a word imitating the sound of cracking glass.

PRONUNCIATION.-Clear 22, Si'lence 1b, fear 22, spear 22, mar'gin lc, win'dow 6, pre-pare 1, bask'et 16.

THE FROST.

1. THE frost looked forth one still, clear night,
And whispered, "Now I shall be out of sight;
So through the valley, and over the hight,
In silence I'll take my way.

I will not go on like that blustering train,
The wind and the snow,
the hail and the rain,

But I'll be as busy as they."

2. Then he flew to the mountain, and powdered its crest;
He lit on the trees, and their boughs he dressed
In diamond beads; and over the breast

Of the quivering lake he spread

A coat of mail, that need not fear
The downward point of many a spear
That he hung on its margin, far and near,
Where a rock could rear its head.

3. He went to the window of those who slept,
And over each pane, like a fairy, crept.
Wherever he breathed, wherever he stepped,
By the light of the morn were seen

Most beautiful things; there were flowers and trees;
There were bevies of birds and swarms of bees;
There were cities with temples and towers; and these
All pictured in silver sheen!

4. But he did one thing that was hardly fair;
He peeped in the cupboard, and, finding there
That all had forgotten for him to prepare,-
"Now just to set them a-thinking,

I will bite this basket of fruit," said he;
"This costly pitcher I will burst in three;
And the glass of water they have left for me
Shall 'tchick' to tell them I'm drinking."

MISS H. F. GOULD.

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LESSON XXXIX.

AM'I-TY, friendship, harmony.
AT-TIRED', dressed, adorned.
CEN'TU-RY, (Latin centum, a hundred,)
a hundred years.

CIV-IL-I-ZA'TION, the state of being pol-
ished and enlightened.
EX-PRESS', (literally, to press out,) to
utter, declare.

EN-SU'ING, following, succeeding.
OM'IN-OUS, betokening evil.
PA-CIF'IC, peace-making, peaceful.
PLEDGE, a thing considered as security
for the performance of an act.
RE-POSE', to place, to rest.
SA'CHEM, an Indian chief.
WIG'WAM, an Indian cabin.

PRONUNCIATION.-U'ti-ca 7, Sen'e-ca 7, near'ly 22, un brok'en 4d, a'ged 33, appoint'ment 1b, in'ter-est-ing 3b, ag'o-ny 2d, chieftain (chief'tin) 1c, en-su'ing 16 and 19.

THE MOTHER'S TRIAL.

1. ONE of the first settlers in Western New-York was Judge White, who established himself at Whitestown, about four miles from Utica, now nearly half a century ago. He brought with him his family, among whom was a widowed daughter, with an only child— a fine boy five years of age.

2. The country round was an unbroken forest, and still possessed by the savage tribes. Judge White felt the necessity of keeping on good terms with the Indians; for, as he was nearly alone, he was completely in their power. Accordingly, he took every opportunity to assure them of his kindly feelings, and to secure their good-will in return.

3. Several of the chiefs came to see him, and all appeared to entertain pacific intentions. But one thing gave him uneasiness. An aged and influential chief, or sachem, of the Seneca tribe, who resided at the distance of six miles, had not yet been to see him; nor had Judge White been able to ascertain the views and feelings of this important personage in respect to his settlement in that region. At last he sent the chief a message, and the answer was that the chief would visit him on the morrow.

4. True to his appointment the sachem came. Judge White received him with marks of respect, and introduced his wife, his daughter, and her little boy. The interview that followed was deeply interesting. Upon its result the Judge conceived that his security might depend; and he was therefore exceedingly anxious to make a favorable impression upon the distinguished chief.

5. He expressed to him his desire to settle in the country, to live on terms of amity and good understanding with the Indians, and to be useful to them by introducing among them the arts of civilization, and promised that his own conduct should be governed by the most exact good faith and the strictest honor.

6. The chief heard him out, and then said, "Brother, you ask much, and you promise much. What pledge can you give me of

your good faith?" "The honor of a man that never knew deception," was the reply.

7. "The white man's word may be good to the white man, yet it is but wind when spoken to the Indian," said the sachem. "I have put my life into your hands," said the Judge. "Is not this an evidence of my good intentions? I have placed confidence in the Indian, and I will not believe that he will abuse or betray the trust that is thus reposed."

8. "So much is well,” replied the chief. "The Indian will repay confidence with confidence. If you will trust him, he will trust you. But I must have a pledge. Let this boy go with me to my wigwam. I will bring him back in three days with my answer."

9. If an arrow had pierced the bosom of the mother, she could not have felt a keener pang than went to her heart as the Indian made this proposal. She sprang from her seat, and rushing to her boy, who stood at the side of the sachem, looking into his face with pleased wonder and admiration, she encircled him in her arms, and, pressing him close to her bosom, was about to fly from the room.

10. A gloomy and ominous frown come over the sachem's brow, but he did not speak. But not so with Judge White. He knew that the success of their enterprise, the very lives of his family, depended upon the decision of the moment.

11. "Stay, stay, my daughter," said he; "bring back the boy, I beseech you; he is not more dear to you than to me; I would not risk the hair of his head. But, my child, he must go with the chief. God will watch over him. He will be as safe in the sachem's wigwam as beneath our roof and in your arms."

12. The agonized mother hesitated for a moment; she then slowly returned, placed the boy on the knee of the chief, and, kneeling at his feet, burst into a flood of tears. The gloom passed from the sachem's brow, but he said not a word. He arose, took the boy in his arms, and departed.

13. It is impossible to describe the agony of the mother for the three ensuing days. She was agitated by contending hopes and fears. In the night she awoke from sleep, seeming to hear the screams of her child calling upon his mother for help.

14. But time wore away, and the third day came. How slowly did the hours pass! The morning of the appointed day came and passed. Noon arrived; the afternoon was now far advanced; yet the sachem came not.

15. There was gloom over the whole household. The mother was pale and silent, as if despair was settling round her heart. Judge White walked to and fro, going every few minutes to the door, and looking through the opening into the forest toward the sachem's abode.

16. At last, as the rays of the setting sun were thrown upon the tops of the trees around, the eagle-feathers of the chieftain were seen in the distance, dancing above the bushes. He advanced rapidly, and the little boy was at his side.

17. The little boy was gayly attired as a young chief, his feet being dressed in moccasins; a fine beaver-skin was over his shoulders, and eagles' feathers were stuck into his hair. He was in excellent spirits; and so proud was he of his honors that he seemed two inches taller than before. He was soon in his mother's arms, and in that brief minute she seemed to pass from death to life. It was a happy meeting-too happy to be described.

18. "The white man has conquered!" said the sachem. "Hereafter let us be friends. You have trusted the Indian; he will repay you with confidence and friendship." He was as good as his word; and Judge White lived for many years in peace with the Indian tribes, and succeeded in laying the foundation of a flourishing and prosperous community.

19. A modern traveler, whose experience embraces almost all countries and all nations, has declared that he has every where found kind treatment and friendly assistance, and that the secret of his universal success was found in the motto,-If you would have others trust you, begin by trusting them.