the discovery, but the unaspiring Marquette remained to preach the Gospel to the Miamis, who dwelt in the northern part of Illinois, around Chicago. Two years afterwards (A. D. 1675), sailing from Chicago to Mackinaw, he entered a little river in Michigan. Erecting an altar, he said Mass after the rites of the Catholic Church; then, begging the men who conducted his canoe to leave him alone for a half hour,

"In the darkling wood,

Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down

And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks
And supplication."

At the end of half an hour they went to seek him, and
he was no more. The good missionary, discoverer of a
new world, had fallen asleep on the margin of the stream
which bears his name.
Near its mouth the canoe men
dug his grave in the sand. Ever after, the forest rangers,
if in danger on Lake Michigan, would invoke his name.
The people of the West will build his monument.

COMPOSITION.

Make three columns. Put names of persons in (a); places in (b); in (c) put the affirmation as to persons and places.

Thus:

France
Montreal

Smith and
Hudson

(c) ASSERTION.

sent Champlain to save the natives of Canada. was founded through religious enthusiasm. were bold adventurers, who, however, had not the religious zeal of Catholic pioneers. Potomac foundations were preceded by many years, through the efforts of Catholic explorers. foundations had been made by French missionaries long before the Pilgrim Fathers touched the shores of Cape Cod.

Maine

Le Caron, ..

(c) ASSERTION.

a fearless Franciscan, travelled in a frail canoe amid many dangers, on treacherous waters, or trudged through still more threatening haunts of savage tribes, till he reached the borders of Lake Huron.

Divide the class into as many sections as there are paragraphs in the lesson, and let each section work up its paragraph in manner above indicated.

This plan may be adopted with advantage in many of the historical or descriptive selections.

Let the principal words or phrases be taken in different ways, and treated, making the subject the object, and vice versa.

posterity benevolence humanely

enthusiasm squalid

permanent environs moiety braves importunity disastrous endowing petulant

mercantile

TO THE EVENING WIND.

William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878) is the most national of all our poets. He is the poet of nature, not of character or passion; and so deeply inspired with the spirit of American scenery is his free, lofty, and thoughtful muse, that, in the words of his most intelligent critic, "any reader on the other side of the ocean, gifted with a small degree of sensibility and imagination, may derive from his poems the very awe and delight with which the first view of one of our majestic forests would strike his mind." "Thanatopsis," "The Ages," "Green River,” "The Prairies," "The Evening Wind," and the "Flood of Years," are among the most popular of Bryant's poems.

SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou

That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play,

Riding all day the wild, blue waves till now,

Roughening their crests and scattering high the spray,
And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee

To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea!

Nor I alone: a thousand bosoms round
Inhale thee in the fulness of delight;
And languid forms rise up, and pulses bound
Livelier at the coming of the wind of night;
And, languishing to hear thy grateful sound,
Lies the vast inland stretched beyond the sight.
Go forth into the gathering shade, go forth,
God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth!

Go rock the little wood-bird in his nest,

Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide, old wood from his majestic rest,

Summoning from the innumerable boughs

The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast:
Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows

The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass;
And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass.

The faint, old man shall lean his silver head

To feel thee; thou shalt kiss the child asleep,

And dry the moistened curls that overspread

His temples, while his breathing grows more deep;

And they who stand about the sick man's bed
Shall joy to listen to thy distant sweep,

And softly part his curtains to allow
Thy visit, grateful to burning brow.

Go; but the circle of eternal change,

Which is the life of nature shall restore,
With sounds and scents from all thy mighty range,
Thee to thy birthplace of the deep once more;

Sweet odors in the sea-air, sweet and strange,
Shall tell the homesick mariner of the shore,

And, listening to thy murmur, he shall deemn
He hears the rustling leaf and running stream.

COMPOSITION AND QUESTIONS.

Write the following in two ways:

First three lines of first stanza, changing nouns and adjectives. "I welcome thee to the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea," changing verb, adjective, and nouns.

Last two lines of second stanza,

In the third stanza, what is the wind told to do? Who are relieved by the evening wind?

WHAT

an awful state of mind must a man have attained, when he can despise a mother's counsel! Her very name is identified with every idea that can subdue the sternest mind; that can suggest the most profound respect, the deepest and most heartfelt attachment, the most unlimited obedience. It brings to the mind the first human being that loved us, the first guardian that protected us, the first friend that cherished us; who watched with anxious care over infant life, whilst yet we were unconscious of our being; whose days and nights were rendered wearisome by her anxious cares for our welfare; whose eager eye followed us through every path we took; who gloried in our honor; who sickened in heart at our shame; who loved and

mourned, when others reviled and scorned; and whose affection for us survives the wreck of every other feeling within. When her voice is raised to inculcate religion, or to reprehend irregularity, it possesses unnumbered claims to attention, respect and obedience. She fills the place of the eternal God; by her lips that God is speaking; in her counsels he is conveying the most solemn admonitions; and to disregard such counsel, to despise such interference, to sneer at the wisdom that addresses you, or the aged piety that seeks to reform you, is the surest and the shortest path which the devil himself could have opened for your perdition. I know no grace that can have effect; I know not any authority upon earth to which you will listen, when once you have brought yourself to reject such advice. Nothing but the arm of God, that opens the rock and splits the mountain, can open your heart to grace, or your understanding to

correction.

COMPOSITION.

Give two examples in ancient history of reverence and affection shown a mother. Give three examples from the life of our Lord, showing his love and reverence for the Blessed Virgin.