the view of those on shore. However, on he went until he reached the little island of ice on which the child stood, and firmly grasped her by the hand.

11. But meanwhile he had floated so far down the river that those on shore saw his movements only with the aid of spy-glasses. With these he could be seen sometimes leading the child, sometimes carrying her, sometimes halting, and then running; and so he continued until his comrades entirely lost sight of him.

12. Still on went the soldier and the child, until toward evening they were discovered by some Canadians, who at great risk humanely pushed off in a canoe to their assistance, and thus rescued them from their perilous situation.

13. The Canadians took them to their home, and in due time they returned them to St. Helen's. The child was happily restored to her parents, and the brave sergeant quietly returned to his barrack.

III.

14. In a certain Cornish mine, two miners, deep down in the shaft, were engaged in putting in a shot for blasting. They had completed their work, and were about to give the signal for being hoisted up.

15. But it chanced, while they were still

below, that one of them thought the match too long. Taking a couple of stones, he succeeded in cutting it to the required length; but, horrible to relate, he kindled it at the same time!

16. Shouting vehemently to the man at the windlass, they sprang to the basket; but the windlassman could not move it with both the men in it. Here was a terrible moment for poor Miner Jack and Miner Will! Instant, horrible death, hangs over them.

17. Will generously resigns himself. aloft, Jack. Sit down-away!

"Go

In one

minute I shall be in heaven." Jack bounds aloft-the explosion instantly follows, bruising his face as he looks over; but he is soon safe above ground.

18. Descending immediately afterwards, his friends find poor Will buried under rocks, which had arched themselves over him, but little injured. He had done a noble deed. Well done, brave Will! Let us try and be brave too.

FRIENDS.

1. Friend after friend departs:
Who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts

That finds not here an end:
Were this frail world our final rest,
Living or dying, none were blest.

B

2. Beyond the flight of time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessèd clime
Where life is not a breath,

Nor life's affections transient fire,
Whose sparks fly upward and expire.

3. There is a world above,

Where parting is unknown;
A long eternity of love,

Formed for the good alone;
And Faith beholds the dying here
Translated to that glorious sphere.

MOSES AT THE FAIR.

com-mis-sion, business.
dis-creet, prudent; cautious.
hig-gles, beats down the price.
mur-rain, a fatal disease.

sha-green, fish-leather.
sharp-er, a cheat.
toi-let, getting ready.

1. As we were now to hold up our heads a little higher in the world, my wife thought that it would be proper to sell the colt, which was grown old, at a neighbouring fair, and buy us a horse that would carry us single, or double upon an occasion, and make a pretty appearance at church or upon a visit. This at first I opposed stoutly; but it was stoutly defended. However, as I weakened, my antagonist gained strength, till at last it was resolved to part with him.

2. As the fair happened on the following day, I had intentions of going myself; but my wife persuaded me that I had got a cold,

and nothing could prevail upon her to permit me from home. "No, my dear," said she; "our son Moses is a discreet boy, and can buy