[LESSON XLVII. well illustrates the principles of the preceding lesson. Although the little French Marquis and his sister had been instructed in all the accomplishments that were by some thought necessary to a complete education, yet their ignorance of common things must have made them appear very ridiculous in the eyes of intelligent country people. Their education had not been practical; and hence they were totally unfitted to take care of themselves. Though in the midst of abundance, they came near perishing of hunger when left to their own resources. Let the resolution of Leon and Clara-"to see and understand every thing that passes around them"-govern all who wish to fit themselves for the business of life.] 1. The moments fly-a minute's gone'; 2. A year! alas, how soon 'tis past'! 6. And it soon will toll for me'; Where the watch ticks no more', [LESSON XLVIII. very forcibly pictures the rapid flight of time-from youth to old age-from moments, through minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years; until the tolling bell warns that "there is no more time" for the weary soul that is gone. Illustrations. The first illustration is a picture of the period of Youth. A lad on his way to school-the school-house being seen in the distanceis urged by his companion to turn aside, and spend the day in pleasure. As each one now decides, so, it is probable, will his future life be marked, as one of honor, or of dishonor. The second picture is that of Youth taking lessons from the experience and wisdom of Age. The remaining illustrations require no explanation.] THE SCHOOL-ROOM. 1. In the school-room while we stay, 2. There's no time to waste or lose, 1. Here is a country scene-a farmer's home. Here is the plain, low farm-house, only a story and a half high; so unlike the high buildings we see in the city. But why do people in the city build houses so much higher than in the country'? Can any one tell'? Many of the city houses are four and five stories in height. 2. It is early in spring. The trees and shrubs around the farmer's dwelling are now covered with leaves. Some flowers are growing in earthen pots, which stand on a shelf between the window and the porch, on the sunny side of the house. Two persons, one of whom is a little girl, are standing on the steps at the end of the piazza. A boy is driving the cows to the pasture, and the dog is going with him. It is a quiet country scene. It is a morning in spring. Who does not like its 3. I like the country. green fields', its waving grain', its golden harvests, its old forests' and pleasant groves', its bubbling springs' and winding. streams', its herds of cattle', its flocks of sheep and its good honest people too? 4. Has any one more cause to be happy than the farmer? Who has purer air to breathe', purer water to drink', and more wholesome food to eat, than the farmer'? Who has more real comforts, and less care than he'? Ought not the farmer to be very thankful' ? 5. The farmer rises early, and goes forth to his work in the field while the dew is still on the grass, and the morning air is fresh and balmy. The birds welcome him with their songs. His eye beams with delight at all he sees; his step is firm and elastic; and the glow of health is on his cheek. 6. Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound; Content to breathe his native airf In his own ground. 7. Whose herds with milk', whose fields' with bread', Whose trees' in summer yield him shade', STO'-RY, the height of one room. d BÄLM'-Y, fragrant; sweet. e "PA-TER'-NAL ACRES," land left by one's [LESSON XLIX. is the beginning of a series of lessons on "The Farmer's Life," illustrated by a picture of a farmer's home. The farmer is rep |