The dry, dead linden-leaves; and, looking up, "Peace be unto thee, father!" Tauler said, "God give thee a good day!" The old man raised Slowly his calm blue eyes. "I thank thee, son; But all my days are good, and none are ill." Wondering thereat, the preacher spake again, "God give thee happy life." The old man smiled, "I never am unhappy." Tauler laid His hand upon the stranger's coarse gray sleeve: Sad as the grave it leads to." "Nay, my son, And for the happiness of which I spake, I find it in submission to His will, And calm trust in the holy Trinity Of Knowledge, Goodness, and Almighty Power." Silently wondering, for a little space, Stood the great preacher; then he spake as one Which long has followed, whispering through the dark Strange terrors, drags it, shrieking into light: "Then," said the stranger cheerily, "be it so. He goes: and better fire-walled Hell with Him Tears sprang in Tauler's eyes. A sudden light, Set like the white moon where the hills of vine So, entering with a changed and cheerful step 13.-IF I WERE A VOICE. CHARLES MACKAY. If I were a voice, a persuasive voice, That could travel the wide world through, And tell them to be true. I'd fly, I'd fly o'er land and sea Telling a tale, or singing a song, In praise of the right, in blame of the wrong. If I were a voice, a consoling voice, I'd fly on the wings of air; The homes of sorrow and guilt I'd seek, I'd fly, I'd fly o'er the crowded town, If I were a voice, a pervading voice, I'd find them alone on their beds at night, I'd fly more swift than the swiftest bird, I'd make their error clear. I'd fly, I'd fly on the wings of day, ||4.—THE AMERICAN GOVERNMENT. Will anybody deny that the Government at Washington, as regards its own people, is the strongest Government in the world at this hour? And for this simple reason: because it is based on the will, and the good will, of an instructed people. Look at its power! I am not now discussing why it is, or the cause which is developing this power; but power is the thing which men regard in these old countries, and which they ascribe mainly to European institutions; but look at the power which the United States have developed! They have brought more men into the field, they have built more ships for their navy, they have shown greater resources than any nation in Europe at this moment is capable of. Look, also, at the quiet which has prevailed at their elections, at which you may see far less disorder than you have seen lately in three of the smallest boroughs in England. Look at their industry. Notwithstanding this terrific struggle, their agriculture, their manufactures and commerce proceed with an uninterrupted success. They are ruled by a President, chosen, it is true, not from some worn-out royal or noble blood, but from the people, and the one whose truthfulness and spotless honor have claimed him universal praise; and now the country that has been vilified through half the organs of the press in England during the last three years, and was pointed out, too, as an example to be shunned by many of your statesmen, that country, now in mortal strife, affords a haven and a home for multitudes flying from the burdens and the neglect of the old governments of Europe; and, when this mortal strife is over-when peace is restored, when slavery is destroyed, when the Union is cemented afresh, then Europe and England may learn that an instructed democracy is the surest foundation of government, and that education and freedom are the only sources of true greatness and true happiness among any people. 1863. 115.-BATTLE OF BLENHEIM. ROBERT SOUTHEY. 'Twas on a summer evening, And by him sported on the green, She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, In playing there, had found; He came to ask what he had found, Old Kasper took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, "Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "I find them in the garden, For there's many here about; The plowshare turns them out! "Now tell us all about the war, And what they killed each other for." "It was the English," Kasper cried, "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream, hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, So, with his wife and child, he fled, "With fire and sword, the country round Was wasted, far and wide; And many a nursing mother then, But things like that, you know, must be "They say it was a shocking sight For many thousand bodies here But things like that, you know, must be "Great praise the Duke of Marlboro' won And our young prince, Eugene.' "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "And everybody praised the Duke "Why, that I can not tell," said he, "But 'twas a famous victory." 116. THE PASSAGE. UHLAND. Many a year is in its grave Since I crossed this restless wave, Then, in this same boat, beside, One on earth in silence wrought, |