6. And there in wastes of the silent sky, We shall see far off to his lonely rock 7. We've visited the northern clime, 1 ICEBERG. A mass of floating ice of great size, in a polar sea. 2 FATHOM. A measure of six feet. feet long, chiefly found in the polar seas, having a hairy skin, legs like fins, and a head like a dog. 3 SEAL. An animal from three to six 4 WASTE. A desolate or wild place. 1. "WHITE man, there is eternal' war between me and thee! I quit not the land of my fathers but with my life. In those woods, where I bent my youthful bow, I will still hunt the deer; over yonder waters I will still glide in my bark canoe; by those dashing waterfalls I will still lay up my winter's store of food; on these fertile meadows I will still plant my corn. 2. "Stranger, the land is mine. I gave not my consent, when, as thou sayest, these broad regions' were purchased, for a few baubles," of my fathers. They could sell what was theirs; they could sell no more. How could my fathers sell that which the Great Spirit sent me into the world to live upon? They knew not what they did. 6 3. "The stranger came, a timid suppliant, and asked to lie down on the red man's bear-skin, and warm himself at the red man's fire, and have a little piece of land, to raise corn for his women and children; - and now he is become strong, and mighty, and bold, and spreads out his parchment' over the whole, and says, It is mine. 4. "Stranger, there is not room for us both. The Great Spirit has not made us to live together. There is poison in the white man's cup; the white man's dog barks at the red man's heels. 5. "If I should leave the land of my fathers, whither shall I fly? Shall I go to the south, and dwell among the graves of the Pequots? Shall I wander to the west? the fierce Mohawk, the man-eater, is my foe. - 6. "Shall I fly to the east? the great water is before me. No, stranger; here I have lived, and here will I die; and if here thou abidest, there is eternal war between me and thee. 7. "Thou hast taught me thy arts of destruction; for that alone I thank thee. And now take heed to thy steps: the red man is thy foe. When thou goest forth by day, my bullet shall whistle past thee; when thou liest down at night, my knife is at thy throat. 8. "The noonday sun shall not discover thy enemy, and the darkness of midnight shall not protect thy rest. Thou shalt plant in terror, and I will reap in blood; thou shalt sow the earth with corn, and I will strew it with ashes; thou shalt go forth with the sickle, and I will follow after with the scalping-knife; thou shalt build, and I will burn; — till the white man or the Indian perish from the land." 1. JAMES MERCHANT and John Carpenter were boys at school together. John was a very ingenious boy, constantly making things with his knife, and very handy with all kinds of tools. One day, when James went to see him, he found him, as usual, busy with his tools. "I am "While 2. "What are you doing now?" he asked. going to teach Towser to churn," said John. I am churning, he stretches himself out under a tree, and goes to sleep. I think he may as well do something for a living. People talk about working like a dog, but it seems to me dogs do not work at all.” 3. James stood watching him, as the shavings rolled from under his swiftly-moving plane. "I declare,' said he, “I never saw such a fellow as you are. You are always making something. For my part, I like to make money, and I like to play." 4. "So do I," replied John; but this is play. I like to make things." 5. In a few days, James was summoned' to see the dog churn, by treading continually on a board, which was so hung that the dog's weight moved the handle of the churn. The boys laughed and hurrahed; but heavy old Towser was far enough from being merry. He looked extremely solemn and dignified, stepping, stepping all the time without getting an inch ahead. 6. "I know what I would do," said James. 66 I would take Towser to the Museum' in the city, and charge people sixpence for seeing him churn." "Towser does not like the city," replied John; "other dogs fight with him. Besides, I should get very tired, standing about and doing nothing. I should want to be making something." 7. "You would be making money," answered James. "I tell you that is not making any thing," replied his comrade. "I want to make a pail-tree for mother, and a wagon for Ann Eames. Her baby brother is very heavy, and her arms get tired lugging him about." 8. "What is a pail-tree?" inquired James. " I mean a post, with branches like a tree, for mother to hang her milk-pails on," answered the young mechanic. James went off whistling, but presently turned back and called out, "I say, John, don't you mean to make a spinning wheel for the cat, next?" 9. Ann Eames and Susan Brown, two schoolmates of the boys, took great pleasure in coming to see Towser churn, in the shade of a fine old elm-tree. They often brought a piece of meat for him, knowing that his young master always rewarded him with a good meal when he had finished his task. 10. But though Towser was fed bountifully for his trouble, and though he had by his new acquirements become a dog of distinction in the neighborhood, he evidently did not like the labor at all. As soon as the churn was brought out under the elm, his ears drooped, and he sneaked along, looking out sidewise from the corners of his eyes, as if he were contemplating' some means of escape. 11. One day, when the butter did not come as soon as usual, he set up a most piteous howl, and continued howling all the time, till they untied the string and released him. The next time the cream was brought up from the cellar, Towser was stretched out by the door, and the kitten was rolling over among his feet, now and then giving him a cuff on the ear, or a pat on the nose, which was her mode of saying, "Here I am, Towser!" 4 12. He bore all her antics with drowsy good nature; but the moment he saw the churn uncovered, he sprang on his paws with such haste that he upset poor puss; and off he went, with long steps, over ditch and wall, into the woods, and was seen no more that day. 13. The family usually churned on Wednesday; and when that day came round again, John's father tied the dog to the elm tree very early in the morning. He howled all the time he was churning, and seemed to be very much out of humor during the rest of the day. The next week he skulked off into the woods on Tuesday evening, and did not make his appearance again till the following night. For three weeks he regularly disappeared every Tuesday evening. It was evident that the wise old dog knew they churned on Wednes day. 14. Mr. Carpenter proposed to tie him as early as Tuesday noon; but John said, "I had rather you would |