all love the sad and sorrowful. Then never say you have "nothing to give." SELF-ISH, regarding one's own interest COAX ED, persuaded by flattery. d DE-SPAIR-ING, those without hope. [LESSON XLII. This lesson describes the character of the extremely selfish boy, who, although he deserves our censure, is to be pitied also, for he can never be happy. Such a boy will be apt to become a hard-hearted, unfeeling, miserly old man, shunned and despised by all. Children! listen to the advice given in the last three verses of this lesson.] LESSON XLIII. THE LOST CAMEL. 1. A dervis was journeying alone in the desert, when two merchants suddenly met him. “You have lost a camel," said he to the merchants. "Indeed we have," they replied. "Was he not blind in his right eye, and lame in his left leg?" said the dervis'. 2. "He was," replied the merchants. "Had he lost a front tooth'?" said the dervis'. "He had," rejoined the merchants. "And was he not loaded with honey on one side, and corn on the other?" "Most certainly he was," they replied; "and as you have seen him so lately, and describe him so well, we suppose you can conduct us to him." 3. "My friends," said the dervis', "I have never seen your camel, nor ever heard of him, but from yourselves." "A pretty story, truly'!" said the merchants: “but where are the jewels which formed a part of his burden'?" "I have neither seen your camel, nor your jewels," repeated the dervis. 4. On this they seized him, and took him to the cadi, where, on the strictest search, nothing could be found against him; nor could any evidence be produced to prove him guilty, either of falsehood or of theft. They were then about to proceed against him as a sorcerer, when the dervis, with great calmness, thus addressed the court: 5. "I have been much amused with your surprise, and own that there has been some ground for you to think that I have been deceiving you: but I have lived long, and alone; and have found amples room for observation, even in a desert. 6. "I knew that I had crossed the track of a camel that had strayed from its owner, because I saw no mark of any human footsteps on the same route: I knew that the animal was blind of one eye, because it had cropped' the herbage only on one side of its path; and I perceived that it was lame in one leg, from the faint impression one foot had made upon the sand. 7. "I also concluded that the animal had lost one tooth, because, wherever it had grazed, a small tuft of herbage was left uninjured, in the centre of its bite. As to that which formed the burden of the beast, the busy ants informed' me that it was corn on the one side; and the clustering flies, that it was honey on the other." [LESSON XLIII. This is a good illustration of the principle of correct object instruction. It shows how much may be learned by carefully noticing and studying whatever passes under our observation.] 1. I wonder what my wings were made for', Fluttering, active, restless things'! If this cage is all of bird-land', 2. Shaking, hopping, waiting, restive'," 3. Yonder, in a deep-green cedar', Than to know that one has wings, Slavery hath a thousand stings. 5. Oh, this cage'! it does not fit me: a REST'-IVE, uneasy. b PIN-IONS, Wings. © FET-TERED, confined. [LESSON XLIV. dom-is a touching sters of the grove. See, also, LESSONS XVIII. and XIX.] "The Captive Bird's Complaint”—a sigh for freeappeal against the cruelty of imprisoning the song LESSON XLV. THE CRICKETS ON THE HEARTH. "On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the hearth there thrills 1. Bless the crickets, with their merry voices," said Aunt Mary. "What shrilla notes they send up from the kitchen below! How they chirp! chirp! as if they were having a merry time down there." 2. "The merry voices of the crickets', did you say? But the cricket has no voice'. Did you know that'?" "Then how can the cricket sing? How can he chirp'? Is not that the cricket's voice? And don't you hear him now' ?" 3. "Yes, yes. I hear him'. But he does not make that noise with his mouth', but by rubbing his two outer wings together. The cricket is no singer-but a very good fiddler. Just watch him when he makes that noise-but do not frighten him—and you can see how he does it." 4. "That is very strange' indeed," said Willie. "I thought, as Aunt Mary did, that it was a song which the cricket sung. But I like to hear it, for Uncle John says, 'to have a cricket on the hearth, is the luckiest thing in the world."" C 5. "Lucky indeed!" said Minnie. "But is not the cricket a thief? Does he not, in the night time, come out of the chinks and crannies, where he has lain hidden all day, and eat up the crumbs that have fallen from the kitchen table'? And if he chance to be thirsty-as he always is-and no water be near, does he not get into the milk-jug, or gnaw great holes in the wet woolen stockings hung by the kitchen fire to dry?" 6. "And what if he does all this!" said Willie. "May he not take the crumbs which have been thrown away'? Is there any harm in this'? And |