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the room; the door is slammed; and the eyes snap and stare about like those of a person who is mad.

11. The afflicted child kicks, and strikes, and screams; and it is sometimes necessary to catch her, and confine her as we would a wild animal. In attacks so violent as these, it is necessary to apply the severest remedy without delay; or the patient will soon be past all hope of recovery.

QUESTIONS.-1. What disease is very common among children? 1. How does it affect a child? 2. What children are most liable to this disease? 3. When does it generally come on? 4. What did Jane Barber bring from school one day? 5. What did her mother tell her? 6. What came on then? 6. How was Jane affected? 7. What more did her mother say? 8. What effect did this have? 9. What was now her general appearance? 10, 11. What is said of the appearance of the disease in different persons? 11. What is it sometimes necessary to do? What consonant combination in the word stamped? Sulks? Slammed?

LESSON XXII.

1. Plague, to vex, to trouble.

2. Chil'ly, moderately cold.

4. Range, a walk, a wandering.

4. Dread'ful, awful, terrible.

5. Be-fool'ed, fooled, deceived. 11. Clus'ter-ing, growing in bunches. 12. Dreary, gloomy.

12. For-lorn', forsaken.

ERRORS. Fros tan dice for frost and ice; pleg for plague; gifs for gifts; coat tand for coat and.

TO DECEMBER.

1. THOU who, with frost and ice,
Dost plague poor people so,
Making the sky all gray with clouds,
The ground all white with snow,-

2. I can't endure thee, Winter,
Thou rough and chilly one!

Thou tak'st away my out-door play;
I can not walk or run.

3. Out in the field and meadow,
You will not let me pass;
I can but to the window go,
And look out through the glass.

4. The dull four walls are all

You leave me for my range;
I'm dreadful tired of sitting still,
Half-dead for want of change.

5. With Christmas gifts and playthings,
You've so befooled us boys,
That every year we wish you here,
But pay dear for our toys.

6. What good will all your presents
Do me, I want to know,
If out of doors it rains and

And all is ice and snow?

7. A nice new coat and cap

pours,

Perhaps you bring to me;
I put them on, and look so smart,
I want the folks to see!

8. Just then comes on a shower;
And nothing will avail,

But put away my coat, and hang
My hat upon the nail.

9. The fruits you give,-what, too, are they? Dry raisins, figs, and such!

It is hard work to eat them now,
And eaten, they're not much!

10. No, give me for my eating

The fresh fruit from the tree,

That melts upon the tongue! and none
Of your dry things for me.

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The summer, warm and fine,

The cherries, and the clustering grapes
Upon the leafy vine.

12. The flower-bed, full of tulips,
I'm sorry when they're gone.
December, you do not please me,-
Dull, dreary, and forlorn!

QUESTIONS.-1, 2. What did this boy say to winter? 3, 4. Why did he say so? 5, 6. What did he say about his Christmas gifts and playthings? 7, 8. What about his coat and cap? 9. What about the fruits of winter? 11, 12. What did he love? What silent letters in the word plague? Where do you find the apostrophe used in this piece? What does it show? Where, the hyphen? For what is it used? What substitute, in the word tongue?

LESSON XXIII.

6. Judg'ment, the act of judging.

18. In-dul'gence, fondness.

18. In-grat'i-tude, unthankfulness.

24. Pam'per-ed, indulged, petted.
26. Ad-mo-ni'tion, a warning.
26. As'pects, sides, relations.

ERRORS.- Stawms for storms; in-grat'i-chude for in-grat'i-tude; pic'ter for pic'ture; an dwe for and we.

DIALOGUE ABOUT THE PRECEDING STAnzas.

1. Frederick. Father, how do you like the poetry which I have just read?

2. Father. O, quite well.

3. Fred. I don't.

4. Fath. Why not?

5. Fred. Why, he who wrote it must have been a poor, silly chap.

6. Fath. Tut, tut, Frederick; what makes you so hasty in your judgment?

7. Fred. Why, father, he whimpers so about winter; just as if he had met with some dreadful piece of bad luck.

8. Fath. Is it not true, then, that in winter it storms, and snows, and freezes?

9. Fred. Yes; and that is because it is winter. But what of that?

10. Fath. Still, it is not pleasant to have the north wind whistling about one's head.

11. Fred. Yes; but what of that?

12. Fath. Or when, as is sometimes the case, it rains for weeks together, and one can not get out of the house.

13. Fred. Well, but what of that? Besides, I do go out when it rains only a little.

14. Fath. To be sure, when we get used to any thing hard, it does not seem so hard.

15. Fred. No. Why then did he not get used to it, and not whimper so about it?

16. Fath. Perhaps you don't understand him right. His meaning was, probably, only that winter is not so pleasant as summer.

17. Fred. Then he should have said so. But what he did say was, that summer only is pleasant; and that is not saying the truth. O, when the pond is first frozen over, and we first get a chance to use our skates! Or when the first snow comes, and we get out our sleds for the first time!

18. Fath. You are right, Frederick. The winter has its pleasures as well as the summer; and I am

glad you know it. A boy, not spoiled by indulgence, and who knows how to manage, can find pleasure in every season; and it is folly and ingratitude to the Creator of the world, when one, at every rough breeze that blows, breaks out into sighing, grumbling, or complaining. But still, do you not do injustice to the composer of those lines, Frederick ?

19. Fred. How?

20. Fath. Suppose an artist to make a picture of a delicate youth, dressed in woolen clothes in the middle of summer and sitting by the fire; what would you say? That he was a silly chap, and was spoiled by indulgence?

21. Fred. No; I should say he had made a picture of such a one.

22. Fath. Right. Then you ought to be just as fair to this poet who made these stanzas on December; for the poet and the painter do the same work, only one describes by colors, and the other by words. Both aim to set before us a picture of any thing they wish to represent.

23. Fred. That is true.

24. Fath. Our poet-for I know him well — is no silly chap; but he wished to describe what a pampered boy would think and say, when winter came with its storms. Must he for that be called a silly chap himself?

25. Fred. No, indeed! But I did not think of that.

26. Fath. Let this be an admonition to you, in future, to be more cautious in passing sentence, and not quite so ready to blame others. Almost every thing has two or more sides on which we may view it; and it is not reasonable or just to praise or condemn any

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