the Rhone there enters it, that the lake is in fact a kind of expansion of the river. Follow this upwards;

you find it joined by smaller rivers from the mountains right and left. journey higher still. You

Pass these, and push your

come at length to a huge

mass of ice-the end of a glacier-which fills the Rhone valley, and from the bottom of the glacier the

river rushes. In the glacier of the Rhone you thus find the source of the river Rhone.

7. But again we have not reached the real beginning of the river. You soon convince yourself that this earliest water of the Rhone is produced by the melting of the ice. You get upon the glacier and walk upwards along it. After a time the ice disappears and you come upon snow. If you are a competent mountaineer you may go to the very top of this great snow-field, and if you cross the top and descend at the other side you finally quit the snow, and get upon another glacier called the Trift, from the end of which rushes a river smaller than the Rhone.

8. You soon learn that the mountain snow feeds the glacier. By some means or other the snow is converted into ice. But whence comes the snow? Like the rain, it comes from the clouds, which, as before, can be traced to vapour raised by the sun. Without solar fire we could have no atmospheric vapour, without vapour no clouds, without clouds no snow, and without snow no glaciers. Curious then as the conclusion may be, the cold ice of the Alps has its origin in the heat of the sun. John Tyndall.

EXERCISES.-1. Make adjectives from the following verbs: Notice, permit, diffuse, freeze, convert, break, differ, trace, expand.

2. Name the verbs from which the following adjectives are formed: Productive, competent, extensive, progressive, dependent, conducive, reversible.

3. Make verbs from the following adjectives: Moist, necessary, ample, pure, civil, white, public, cheap.

I AM MONARCH OF ALL I SURVEY.

[These verses are by the poet William Cowper, and are intended to express the thoughts that may have occurred to Alexander Selkirk, a Scottish sailor who spent some years, 1704-1708, in perfect solitude on the small and uninhabited isle of Juan Fernandez, in the Pacific Ocean, off the coast of South America. Selkirk's history suggested to Defoe the idea of Robinson Crusoe.]

My right there is none to dispute;
From the centre all round to the sea,

I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
O Solitude! where are the charms

That sages have seen in thy face?
Better dwell in the midst of alarms,
Than reign in this horrible place.

2. I am out of humanity's reach,

I must finish my journey alone;
Never hear the sweet music of speech-
I start at the sound of my own.
The beasts that roam over the plain,
My form with indifference see;

They are so unacquainted with man,
Their tameness is shocking to me.

3. Society, Friendship, and Love,
Divinely bestowed upon man,
Oh, had I the wings of a dove,
How soon would I taste you again!
My sorrows I then might assuage

In the ways of religion and truth-
Might learn from the wisdom of age,
And be cheered by the sallies of youth.

4. Religion! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word!

More precious than silver and gold,
Or all that this earth can afford.
But the sound of the church-going bell
These valleys and rocks never heard,
Never sighed at the sound of a knell,

Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared.

5. Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore

Some cordial endearing report

Of a land I shall visit no more.
My friends-do they now and then send
A wish or a thought after me?
Oh, tell me I yet have a friend,
Though a friend I am never to see.

6. How fleet is a glance of the mind!
Compared with the speed of its flight,
The tempest itself lags behind,

And the swift-wingèd arrows of light.
When I think of my own native land,
In a moment I seem to be there;
But, alas! recollection at hand

Soon hurries me back to despair.

7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest,
The beast is laid down in his lair,
Even here is a season of rest,

And I to my cabin repair.
There's mercy in every place,
And mercy, encouraging thought!
Gives even affliction a grace,

And reconciles man to his lot.

Cowper.