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IMPORTANCE OF DESPATCH. The benevolent Dr Wilson once discovered a clergyman at Bath, who was sick, poor, and had a numerous family. In the evening, he gave a friend fifty pounds, requesting he would deliver it, as from an unknown person. The friend replied, “I will wait upon him early in the morning." “ You will oblige me by calling upon him directly. Think, sir, of what importance a good night's rest may be to a poor man."

THE FARMER AND HIS TWO SONS.

A FABLE.

A FARMER lying at the point of death, and being willing that his sons should pursue the same honest course of life which he had done, called them to his bedside, and thus bespoke them : “ My dearest children,” said he, “ I have no other estate to leave you than my farin and my large vineyard, of which I have made you joint heirs; and I hope that you will have so much respect for me when I am dead and gone, and so much regard to your own welfare, as not to part with what I have left you on any account.

All the treasure I am master of, lies buried somewhere in my vineyard, within a foot of the surface, though it is not now in my power to go and show you the spot. Farewell, then, my children; be honest in all your dealings, and kind and loving to each other, as children ought to be; and be sure that you never forget my advice about the farm and the vineyard."

Soon after the old man was in bis grave, his two sons set about searching for the treasure, which they supposed was hidden in the ground. “When it is found," said they,

we shall have enough and to spare, and may live like sons of kings.” So to work they went as briskly as could be, and though they missed the golden treasure which they expected to find, yet by, their joint labor, the vineyard was so well dug and turned up, that it yielded a noble crop of which proved a treasure indeed.

By this we see that bonest labor is the surest road to riches.

FILIAL AFFECTION. DISOBEDIENCE to parents hath ever been awfully marked with God's displeasure, while affection for them and attention to them have been eminently sanctioned by him, as the means of promoting their felicity, and our honor and esteem.

So jus:ly is filial affection appreciated by the Chinese, that they erect public monuments and triumphal arches ip honor of those children who have given proofs of grea filial affection.

“My joy,” said the celebrated Epaminondas of Greece, “ arises from my sense of that, which the news of my victory will give my father and mother.”

SUBLIME AND BEAUTIFUL. CHATEAUNEUF, keeper of the seals of Louis XIII. when a boy of only nine years old, was asked many questions by a bishop, and gave very prompt answers to them all. At length the prelate said " I will give you an orange if you will tell me where God is." “ My Lord,” replied the boy, " I will give you two if you will tell me where he is not.”

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THE FAITHFUL BIRD. THE green-house is my summer seat; My shrubs displaced from that retreat,

Enjoy'd the open air ; Two goldfinches, whose sprightly song, Had been their mutual solace long,

Lived happy prisoners there.

They sang as blithe as finches sing,
That flutter loose on golden wing,

And frolic where they list;
Strangers to liberty, 'tis true,
But that delight they never knew,

And therefore never miss'd.

But nature works in every breast,
With force not easily suppress’d;

And Dick felt some desires,
That after many an effort vain,
Instrueted him at length to gain

A pass between his wires.

The open windows seem'd t'invite
The freeman to a farewell flight;

But Tom was still confined ;
And Dick, although his way was clear,
Was much too generous and sincere,

To leave his friend behind.

So settling on his cage, by play,
And chirp, and kiss, he seem'd to say,

" You must not live alone."
Nor would he quit that chosen stand,
Till I, with slow and cautious hand,

Retuu'd him to his own,

Oh ye, who never taste the joys
Of friendship, satisfied with noise,

Fandango, ball and rout!
Blush, when I tell you how a bird,
A prison with a friend preferred,

To liberty without.

FREDERICK THE GREAT. BEFORE the battle of Rosbach, which led to the most celebrated of all the King of Prussia's victories, Frederick addressed his little army, not amounting to more than twentyfive thousand men, in nearly the following words :

“ My brave Soldiers — The hour is coming, in which all that is, and all that ought to be dear to us, depends upon the swords that are drawn for the battle. Time permits me to say but little, nor is there occasion to say much. You know that there is no labor, no hunger, no cold, no watching, no danger, that I have not shared with you hitherto; and you now see me ready to lay down my life with you, and for you. All I ask is the same pledge of fidelity and affection that I give. Acquit yourselves like men, and pu your confidence in God.”

The effect of this was indescribable; the soldiers answered it by a universal shout, and their looks and demeanor became animated to a sort of heroic frenzy.

Frederick led on his troops in person, exposed to the hottest fire. The enemy for a few moments made a gallant resistance; but overwhelmed by the headlong intrepidity of the Prussians, they at length gave way in every part, and fed in the utmost disorder. Night, alone, saved from total destruction the scattered remains of an army, which in the morning had heen double the number of its conquerers.

ON A GOLDFINCH STARVED TO DEATH IN

HIS CAGE.
TIME was when I was free as air,
The thistle's downy seed my fare,

My drink the morning dew:
I perch'd at will on every spray,
My form genteel, my plumage gay,

My strains for ever new.

But gaudy plumage, sprightly strain,
And form genteel were all in vain,

And of a transient date;
For caught and caged, and starved to death,
In dying sighs, my little breath

Soon pass'd the wiry grate.

Thanks, gentle swain, for all my woes,
And thanks for this effectual close,

And cure of every ill ;
More cruelty could none express,
And I, you had shown me less,

Had been your prisoner still.

THE IMPROVEMENT OF TIME. Make it a rule never to allow yourself to be idle, when your health and circumstances will allow you to be active. If you once form an industrious habit, you will never afterwards be able to content yourself in a state of inactivity ; and on the other hand, if you begin life with a habit of indolence, you will probably never after acquire a relish for vigorous exertion. Consider the first inroads of indolence as a melancholy harbinger of the wreck of your usefulness, and the loss of your reputation.

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