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they could accomplish their purpose, an order was given, to stop the proceedings, and bring the prisoner back to the commander's tent. The Algerine, surprised at the request of Sebastian, inquired the motives of such extraordinary conduct; to which the noble youth replied, that Ferdinand was a friend, dearer to him than life itself; and that he had done no more, in voluntarily devoting himself a ransom for him, than he would have done in the same circumstances, according to a mutual engagement they had made, to serve each other in all difficulty to the utmost. The fierce heart of the Algerine was subdued by the heroic deed of Sebastian. He pardoned both; and agreed to honorable terms of capitulation, which af. forded immediate deliverance to the townsmen. Don Carlos could no longer withhold his sanction to the friendship of Ferdinand and Sebastian ; and they maintained an uninterrupted intercourse of mutual kind offices to the day of their death.
O'ER the hills far away, at the birth of the morn,
Across the deep valley their course they pursue,
TO AN INSECT. - MODESTY. 159
TO AN INSECT IN A FLOWER.
Blissful insect! what can be,
Mod Esty is a pleasing quality, and is generally attendant upon merit. It is engaging in the highest degree, and wins the hearts of all with whom we become acquainted. None are more disgusting in company, than the impudent and presuming. Nothing can atone for the want of modesty; without it beauty is ungraceful, and wit detestable.
THE CASE ALTERED.
A FARMER came to a lawyer, who was his neighbor, seeming to feel great concern for something which he said had just happened. “One of your oxen, Sir,” said he, “hath been gored by a wicked bull of mine, who is always in mischief; and I should be glad to know how I am to make you amends for the loss; but I hope, Sir, you won't be too hard upon a poor man.” “Hard,” replied the lawyer; “why I believe you are a very honest fellow, and as such, you cannot surely think it too much to give me one of your own oxen in return.”
“This would be no more than justice, to be sure, Sir,” said the farmer; “but indeed I must beg your honor's pardon, for I have made a strange mistake; it is your bull, Sir, that has killed one of my oxen.” “Ay, ay!” said the lawyer, “why that alters the case, man; but I shall go,” added he, turning short upon his heels, “and inquire into the af. fair; and if,”—“And IF ' " said the farmer; “why the affair, I find would have been settled without an IF, if you had been as ready to do justice to others, as you are to exact it from them.”
By this we learn that self-interest often makes people take advantage of others, which they would not be ready to give, under different circumstances.
Their own bad tempers surely are the worst.
Oh! what a tangled web we weave,
FRANKLIN, - HAYDN. 161
DR FRANKLIN, in the early part of his life, and when following the business of a printer, had occasion to travel from Philadelphia to Boston. In his journey, he stopped at one of the inns, the landlord of which possessed all the inquisitive impertinence, said to be common to his countrymen. Franklin had scarcely sat himself down to supper, when his landlord began to torment him with questions. He, well knowing the disposition of these people, and that answering one question would only pave the way to twenty more, determined to stop the landlord at once, by requesting to see his wife, children, and servants, indeed his whole household. When they were summoned, Franklin, with an arch solemnity, said, “My good friends, I sent for you here to give you an account of myself. My name is Benjamin Franklin; I am a printer of nineteen years of age; reside at Philadelphia, and am now going to Boston. I sent for you all, that if you wish for any further particulars, you may ask and I will inform you; which done, I hope you will permit me to eat my supper in peace.”
HAYDN THE COMPOSER,
The poet Carpani once asked his friend Haydn, “how it happened that his church music was almost always of an animating, cheerful description.” To this Haydn's answer was, “I cannot make it otherwise; I write according to the thoughts which I feel; when I think upon God, my heart is so full of joy, that the notes dance and leap as it were from my pen; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will easily be forgiven me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.”
THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
Though in the paths of death I tread,
THE FOOLISH STAG.
A STAG, who chanced to come to a clear fountain to quench his thirst, saw his own image in the water. The first thing that struck his notice was the pair of large branching horns which grew on his head. “Ah,” said he to himself, “how sweetly those antlers become me; and what a noble effect they produce . To look at them, one would be tempted to think that I carry a whole wood upon my forehead; and besides this, they appear to be so strong and well set, that I think in my heart I could defy the fiercest monster in the forest
“But as for those flimsy spindles, which I suppose are my legs, they are of no use but to disgrace me. What a pity it is, that such a noble figure as mine, should owe its support to four vile broomsticks. If my legs had been anything like my horns, I would not have turned my back to any single beast on the face of the earth.'