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prospect before and around them! After incredible hardships and sufferings, on the 20th of December, they reached a low island. It was a mere sandbank, almost barren, which supplied them with nothing but water. On this island, desolate as it was, three of the men chose to remain, rather than to commit themselves again to the uncertain chances of the sea.

11. On the 27th of December, the three boats, with the remainder of the men, started in company from the island, for Juan Fernandez, a distance of two thousand five hundred miles! On the 12th of January, the boats parted company in a gale. Then commenced a scene of suffering, which can not be contemplated without horror. The men died, one after another, and the + survivors lived upon their flesh. In the captain's boat, on the first of February, three only were living; they cast lots to see which of them should die. It fell upon the youngest, a nephew of the captain. He seated himself in the bow of the boat, with calmness and fortitude was shot and eaten !

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12. The mate's boat was taken up by the Indian, of London, on the 19th of February, ninety-three days from the time of the catastrophe, with three living men of that boat's crew. The captain's boat was taken up on the 23d of February, by the Dauphin, of Nantucket. The other boat was never heard from. The three men who were left on the island, were saved by a ship which was sent for their deliverance. No wonder that the heart of that brave man recoils and shudders, when this terrific scene is forced upon his recollection.

PROV. LIT. JOUR.

QUESTIONS.-What is the character of the seaman's profession? What is that more particularly of the whalemen's? What are the most common accidents to which whalers are liable? How do they often lose their game when vanquished? Will you give an account of the capture of the whale first mentioned (3-5), and of the circumstance connected with it? Can you give a sketch of what occurred to the ship Essex in 1820? Narrate the adventures and fate of the crew, after the destruction of their vessel.

ARTICULATION.

Rack'd, rock'd, think'st, Elbe, holds, fall'n, watch'd.

My Uncle Toby was racked with pain. Rocked with whirlwinds. Victory will weaken the enemy. Think'st thou so meanly of me? On the River Elbe. We saw the El. And he cried hold, hold, hold! Tha wolf whose howl's his watch. Fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, fall'n from his high estate. There was no help for it. He watch'd and wept, he felt and prayed for all. It was a wilfully false account.

LESSON IX.

PRONOUNCE Correctly.-List-en-ed, pro. lis'-n'd: pet-u-lant, not pet-ty-lunt: min-utes, pro. min-its: des-o-late, not des-er-lit: in-ces-sant, not in-ces-sunt: con-trib-u-ted, not con-trib-it-id: win-dow, not win-der: brace-let, not brass-let: nar-row-ly, not nar-rer-ly: e-lab-or-ate, not e-lab-er-ate: glist-en-ing, pro. glis'-ning.

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1. "WHAT can Charlotte be doing' all this while?" inquired her mother'. She listened-" I have not heard her moving for the last three quarters of an hour! I will call the maid and ask." She rung the bell, and the servant appeared.

2. "Betty', Miss Jones is not gone yet, is she? Go up to her room', Betty, and see if she wants' anything, and tell her it is half past nine o'clock'," said Mrs. Jones. The servant accordingly went up stairs, and knocked at the bed-room door, once, twice, thrice, but received no answer. There was a dead silence, except when the wind shook the window. Could Miss Jones have fallen asleep'? Oh! impossible'!

3. She knocked again', but as unsuccessfully as before'. She became a little flustered; and, after a moment's pause, opened the door and entered. There was Miss Jones sitting at the glass. "Why, ma'am'?" commenced Betty, in a petulant tone, walking up to her, "here have I been knocking for these five minutes, and " Betty staggered, horror struck, to the bed, and uttering a loud shriek, alarmned Mrs. Jones, who instantly tottered up stairs, almost palsied with fright. Miss Jones was dead!

4. I was there within a few minutes, for my house was not more than two streets distant. It was a stormy night in March: and the desolate aspect of things without'; deserted streets, the dreary howling of the wind', and the incessant pattering of the rain',

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contributed to cast a gloom over my mind, when connected with the intelligence of the awful event that had summoned me out, which was deepened into horror by the spectacle I was doomed to witness.

5. On reaching the house, I found Mrs. Jones in violent +hysterics, surrounded by several of her neighbors, who had been called to her assistance. I repaired to the scene of death, and beheld what I never shall forget.

6. The room was occupied by a white-curtained bed. There was but one window, and before it was a table, on which stood a looking-glass, hung with a little white drapery; and various paraphernalia of the toilet lay scattered about; pins', broaches', curling papers', ribbons', gloves', etc'.

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7. An arm chair was drawn to this table, and in it sat Miss Jones, stone dead. Her head rested upon her right hand, her elbow supported by the table; while her left hung down by her side, grasping a pair of curling irons. Each of her wrists was +encircled by a showy gilt bracelet.

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8. She was dressed in a white muslin frock, with a little bordering of blonde. Her face was turned toward the glass, which, by the light of the expiring candle, treflected, with frightful fidelity, the clammy, fixed features, daubed with rouge and carmine, the fallen lower jaw, and the eyes, directed full into the glass, with a cold stare, that was appalling.

9. On examining the countenance more narrowly, I thought I detected the traces of a smirk of conceit and self-complacency, which not even the palsying touch of death could wholly obliterate. The hair of the corpse, all smooth and glossy, was curled with elaborate precision; and the skinny, sallow neck, was encircled with a string of glistening pearls. The ghastly visage of death thus leering through the tinsel of fashion, the "vain show" of artificial joy, was a horrible mockery of the fooleries of life!

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10. Indeed, it was a most thumiliating and shocking spectacle. Poor creature! struck dead' in the very act of sacrificing at the + shrine of female vanity!

11. On examination of the body, we found that death had been occasioned by disease of the heart. Her life might have been protracted, possibly for years, had she but taken my advice, and that of her mother.

12. I have seen many hundreds of corpses, as well in the calm +composure of natural death, as mangled and distorted by violence; but never have I seen so startling a satire upon human vanity', so repulsive', unsightly', and loathsome a spectacle', as a corpse dressed for a ball! DIARY OF A PHYSICIAN.

QUESTIONS.-Narrate, in a few words, the story you have been reading. Is it common for persons to die suddenly? As no one knows the time of his death, how should all live? What is the reason given in the Bible for obeying parents? Is a ballroom a suitable place to prepare for death?

Why has the question in the first paragraph the falling inflection, and those in the second paragraph the rising inflection? Why have the words 'Betty" in the second, and "ma'am" in the third paragraph, the rising inflection? Give rules for the other inflections marked.

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Which are the verbs in the first paragraph? What is the nominative to each? Which are the simple sentences in the first paragraph? Which, the complex? Which, compound? See Pinneo's Analytical Grammar, Analysis.

ARTICULATION.

Burn'd, learnt, bursts, groves, breast, broke, &c.

He was burn'd on the hand. He learnt the art of war in Spain. A song bursts from the groves. Earth's ample breast. The busts of Fox and Pitt were there. The songs broke the stillness of the night. A rat ran over the roof of the house, with a raw lump of liver in his mouth.

LESSON X.

PRONOUNCE Correctly. Pret-ti-est (pro. prit-ti-est), not put-ti-est: crea-ture, (pro. creat-yur), not crea-ter, nor crit-ter: fool-ish, not ful-lish: fierce-ly, not ferss-ly.

5. Sub'-tile, a. thin, delicate. [the head | 6. Wi'-ly, a. cunning, sly.

Crest, n. a tuft or ornament worn on 7. Coun'-sel-or, n, one who gives advice.

THE SPIDER AND THE FLY.

1. "WILL you walk into my parlor'?" said a spider to a fly, ""Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.

The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,

And I have many pretty things' to show when you are there'." "Oh no, no'," said the little fly', "to ask me is in vain,

For who goes up your winding stair' can ne'er come down' again."

2. "I'm sure you must be weary' with soaring up so high'; Will you rest upon my little bed'?" said the spider to the fly'. "There are pretty curtains drawn around', the sheets are fine and thin';

And if you like to rest awhile', I'll snugly tuck you in'."

"Oh no, no," said the little fly', "for I've often heard it said, They never, never, wake' again, who sleep upon your bed!”

3. Said the cunning spider to the fly', "Dear friend', what shall I prove the warm affection' I've always felt for you'?

Το [do', I have within my pantry', good store of all that's nice'; I'm sure you 're very welcome'; will you please to take a slice'?” “Oh no', no'!” said the little fly', "kind sir', that can not be'; I've heard' what's in your pantry', and I do not wish to see'."

4. "Sweet creature!" said the spider', "you're witty' and you're wise', [eyes'! How handsome are your gauzy wings', how +brilliant are your I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf,

If you 'll step in one moment, dear', you shall behold yourself." "I thank you, gentle sir'," she said, "for what you're pleased to say',

And bidding you good morning now', I'll call another' day."

5. The spider turned him round about, and went into his den',
For well he knew the silly fly would soon be back' again :
So he wove a subtile web', in a little corner, sly,
And set his table ready to dine upon the fly.

Then he went out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither', hither', pretty fly', with the pearl and silver wing:
Your robes are green and purple'; there's a crest upon your head';
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead."

6. Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly',
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew',
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue';
Thinking only of her crested head'-poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast'.

7. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlor'; but she ne'er came out again!
And now, my dear young friends', who may this story read,
To idle, silly, flattering words', I pray you, ne'er give heed;
Unto an evil counselor, close heart', and car', and eye'.
And take a lesson from the tale of the Spider and the Fly.

MARY HOWITT.

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