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tions'? Can you'?' Will you try', or will you not'?

5. We do not hear the man laugh', we see him laugh. We do not say he is a wise man',

we say he is a happy man!' We think he is a good man', not a bad man'.' Happy men are not often wicked men.

6. A good man is cheerful";" he is happy';' he does all the good he can';' he is a good neighbor', and a true friend! He has the respect of all who know him.

7. When a man laughs heartily', the corners of his mouth are drawn up, as you see them in the picture'; the cheeks are pushed up',' and wrinkled";" and the eyes are nearly closed': Is it the same in sorrow and sadness', and in anger' ?' No! Look at the next picture, and you will see the difference.


1. Do


see this strange man' ?' Has he a pleasant face' ?" Does he seem to be happy ? Has he a laughing, merry eye'?" Do you

think he is a kind. hearted and good man ?' What' ? Are you afraid of him' ? Are you afraid to go near him'?"

2. I do not wonder that you do not like to go near him. Who loves to look at an angry man' ?' Not 1. It is not pleasant to see a man angry', for his whole face shows that he is in pain. The angry man is not happy. He is wretched, and it makes one unhappy to look at him.


3. See his eyes' !" How fierce' they are !" They are bloodshot with passion' !And his forehead -do you see how it is wrinkled, and raised up in rigido furrows' ?' And his nostrils—how wide open they are' !" His lips—how swollen' they are !'' Yes, swollen with rage' !" And his teeth—see how he gnashes' them !" He is so angry that he can not speak.

4. You can not see his hands': but they are clenched, as if he were about to strike' some one. He can not easily control'd himself. He is burning with anger'! He is bursting with rage'! He has no reason left'! He is like a madman'!

5. How much this man's face tells of the feelings of his heart' !! We can read it all there. He can not conceal his heart from us. And what a bad heart he must have' !" So full of anger', of rage',' of revenge'! Unhappy man'!'' a Pas'-sion, anger; rage.

1 • RIG'-ID, stiff.

• CLENCH'ED, firmly closed. [Lessons XV, and XVI. Here two very different characters are pictured, as well as described in words. The marked contrast shown between the looks of the laughing, happy man, and the angry, unhappy man, should make anger repulsive to every one. Habitual anger leaves its permanent marks of wretchedness upon the countenance. So all sinful passions may be read in the countenance. Cultivate a cheerful disposition. Do not give way to an unhappy temper.]

. CON-TROL', govern; restrain.


angry man is a madman. Command your temper, lest it command you.

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THE THINGS I LOVE. 1. I love the cheerful summer-time,

With all its birds and flowers, The grassy lawna beneath my feet,

The cool, refreshing showers. 2. I love to hear the little birds

That sing among the trees;
I love the gentle murmuring stream,

I love the evening breeze.
3. I love the bright and glorious sun

That gives us light and heat; I love the pearly drops of dew

That sparkled 'neath my feet. 4. I love to hear the busy hum

Of honey-making bee,
And learn a lesson, hard to learn,

Of patient industry.”
5. I love to see the playful lambs,

So innocent and gay;
I love the faithful, watchful dog,

Who guards them night and day. 6. I love to think of Him who made

These pleasant things for me;
Who gave me life, and health, and strength,

And eyes that I might see. 7. I love the holy Sabbath-day,

So peaceful, calm, and still; And, oh! I love to go to church,

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And learn my Maker's will. * LAWN, a space of ground covered with PEARL'-Y, clear; transparent, like pearl.

I SPAR'-KLE, glisten; shine like sparks. • MUR'-MUR-ING, making a low, continued e IN'-DUB-TRY, steady attention to business.



[LESSON XVII. Here are mentioned numerous objects and scenes in nature, which are well calculated to awaken in us a deep interest, and call forth our love. Our attention is then directed to Him who made these pleasant things for us—and, finally, to the Sabbath, and its duties.]

LESSON XVIII. LITTLE DICK AND THE GIANT.-An Allegory. 1. “Now I will tell you a story—and a true story it is too—about Little Dick and the Giant," said Uncle John; “ and you must not ask me any questions about it until I get through.”

2. Little Dick was a happy fellow. He would sing and whistle nearly all day. He was as merry as a lark, and as gay as a butterfly, and scarcely any thing could make him sad.

3. One day little Dick thought he would have a ramblea in the forest, at some distance from his home. So off he went in high spirits, singing and whistling till the woods rang with his music.

4. At length he reached a clear brook that ran through the woods; and being very thirsty, he stooped down to drink. But, just at that moment, he was suddenly seized-he scarcely knew howand found himself in the hands of a fierce, ugly. looking giant, a hundred times bigger than himself.

5. For some time the giant held him in his big hands, and looked at him with great delight. He then put him into a large bag, and carried him away.

6. Poor Dick, who was in great fear, did all he could do to escape from his cruel captor. He screamed, and he tried to tear the bag; but the giant only laughed at him, and went on, holding him fast.

7. At last, the giant came to his own houseunlike any that Dick had ever seen before; for it was a gloomy place—at least it seemed so to Dick —with a high wall all around it, and no trees, nor flowers. When he went in, he shut the door, and took Dick out of the bag.

8. The poor captived thought the giant would now kill him; for, when he looked around, he saw a large fire, and before it were two victims larger than himself, roasting for the giant's dinner. No wonder that Dick trembled with fear!

9. The giant, however, did not mean to kill Dick; but he put him into a prison which he had prepared for him. It was quite a dark room, with cross-bars all around it. The giant gave him a piece of dry bread, and a cup of water, and then left him.

10. The poor captive was very wretched, for he had never before been deprived of his liberty. He beat his head against the iron bars, and dashed backward and forward in his prison-house, but he could not escape.

11. The next day the giant came and looked at Dick; and finding that he had eaten none of the bread, he took him by the head, and crammed some of the bread down his throat. Poor Dick, who was nearly choked to death by this rude treatment, was in too great a fright to think of eating or drinking.

12. He was left alone, in his gloomy prison, another day; and a sad day it was. The poor crea ture thought of his own pleasant home, his companions, the sunlight, the trees, the flowers, and the

many nice things he used to eat; and then he

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