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GAIETY. Gaiety is to good humor as animal perfumes to vegetable fragrance. The one overpowers weak spirits, the other recreates and renews them. Gaiety seldom fails to give some pain ; the hearers either strain their faculties to accompany its towerings, or are left behind in envy or despair. Good humor boasts no faculties which every one does not believe in his own power, and pleases principally by not offending

CLEANLINESS. The preserving of the surface of the body perfectly clean is an indispensable' means for securing the health, vigor, and longevity of the system. This should be done by washing in cold water, and by frequently changing the clothing, especially in summer.

The use of the bath, independent of its effects in cleansing the body, facilitates the free circulation of the blood, throughout every part of the system. After bathing, gentle exercise should be taken.

Her even lines her steady temper show,

Neat as her dress, and polished as her brow;
Strong as her judgment, easy as her air;

Correct though free, and regular though fair :
And the same graces o'er her pen preside,
That form her manners, and her footsteps guide.


A FABLE. An old fly, meeting a young one, on a fine morning in Autumn, warned him against going into any garden or field; as the spiders had worked webs among the trees, to catch their prey, and he would, without doubt, be killed and eaten by them.

The young fly heard the advice of the old one, but did not take it, for he ventured to the nearest garden, where he thought he could buzz delightfully about the arbor; but in his way thither, he dashed into a large web, where he was caught. The old spider watched him slily from the centre of his web, and delighted himself in hearing his cries, and distress. At length, he rushed upon him, stuck in his fangs, and drew blood.

" Alas!” said the poor fly, as he was fast dying, “ an old friend told me of my danger, but I did not mind his advice.” “ That was thy fault, and not mine," said the spider; and then swallowed him up.

PROVERBS. " One bad sheep mars a whole flock.This is a trite truth, and a proverb among several nations. It admonishes us of the danger of associating with those who are vicious; such society is like an infectious distemper, and therefore, ought to be most carefully and industriously avoided.

" It is good to make hay while the sun shines.This proverb is a great encouragement to virtue and goodness; it teaches us to let no time escape us, without serving and doing good to ourselves and our neighbors. It calls upon us to be ever active and vigorous, and particularly to let no

good opportunity that is presented pass by unimproved, for doing a duty to ourselves or others.

" When the steed is stolen, shut the stable door." This proverb intimates, that it is highly imprudent to neglect weighing all the circumstances of an action, both as to time and place, before we venture upon doing what perhaps we may repent of afterwards. When the event is over, we are as wise as experience can make us. Almost all the miscarriages of mankind are for want of thought; after-wit is commonly dearly bought, and we pay for it, either with misfortune, anxiety, or sorrow. After a misfortune has happened to us for want of precaution and foresight, an after-thought may enhance our troubles, but cannot relieve our distress; it may prevent a like inconvenience for the future, but cannot make any satisfaction for what is past.

" He steals a goose and gives the giblcts in alms." This proverb points at those, who, by acts of injustice, oppression, and fraud, amass to themselves large estates, and think to atone for their rapine by doing some charitable acts, while they are alive, or leaving their property to endow hospitals, or alms-houses, after their death. Such donations are commendable when made with a truly christian spirit, but the opinions of those we allude to are highly disparaging to the justice of Providence.

GENERAL WOLFE. When the immortal Wolfe received his death on the heights of Quebec, his principal care was that he should not be seen to fall. “Support me," said he to such as were near hins,“ let not my brave soldiers see me drop; the day is ours! Oh, keep it;" and with these words he expired.


The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun

Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon,

Nor brought too long a day;
But now I often wish the night

Had borne my breath away!

I remember, I remember

The roses red and white, The violets and the lily cups

Those flowers made of light; The lilacs where the robins built,

And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday,

The tree is living yet!

I remember, I remember

Where I was used to swing,
And thought the air would rush afresh

To swallows on the wing;
My spirit flew in feathers, then,

That is so heavy now, And the summer pool can scarcely cool

The fever on my brow!

I remember, I remember,

The fir trees dark and high ;
I used to think their slender spires

Were close against the sky!
It was a childish ignorance, -

Bat now 't is little joy, To know I'm farther off froin heaven,

Than when I was a boy!

FAMILY SYMPATHY. In the reign of James the First, and when the Earl of Huntingdon was lieutenant of the county of Leicester, a laborer's son was pressed to serve in the army, destined to go into Bohemia, with Count Mansfield. The poor father waited on the earl requesting that his son might be discharged, as being the only staff of his age, who, by his own industry, maintained both his parents. The earl inquired his name, which the old man hesitated to confess, fearing that it might be deemed presumptuous to avow the same name as the nobleman he addressed ; at length, he said his name was Hastings. 6 Cousin Hastings,” said the earl, “ we cannot all be top branches of the tree, though we all spring from the same root. Your son, my kinsman, shall not be pressed.”


· A FABLE. A KITE having risen to a very great height, moved in the air as stately as a prince, and looked down with much contempt on all below. "What a superior being I am now!” said the kite ; " who has ever ascended so high as I have? What a poor grovelling set of beings are all those beneath me! I despise them."

And again he shook his head in derision, and then he wagged his tail; and again he steered along with so much state, as if the air were all his own, and as if everything must make way before him ; when suddenly, the string broke, and down fell the kite wish greater haste than he ascended, and was greatly hurt in the fall.

Thus we see that pride often meets with a sad downfall.

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