service with a squatter is the best chance of getting on, and a very good chance it is, as you may see by Tom Townsend's history; and thousands of other successful emigrants could tell the same tale.

GOOD THINGS FROM DISTANT PLACES.

TEA is brought from China;

Rice from Carolina,

India, and Italy,—

Countries far beyond the sea.

Coffee comes from Mocha ;
Wholesome tapioca

Is from the West Indies brought,
Where the humming birds are caught.

That same land produces

Fruits of richest juices,

Shaddocks, oranges, and limes,

Ripen in those sunny climes.

Tamarind and guava,

Pine-apples, cassava,

(Or the tapioca bread,)

There are in profusion spread.

Who would get the sago,

Far as India may go;

There the cocoa-nuts are growing,

There the skies are fiercely glowing.

Indigo for dyeing

Is of her supplying ;

Lofty palms you there may view,
With the feathery bamboo.

Shawls so rich and handsome,

Diamonds worth a ransom,

From the same far country brought, Are by wealthy people bought.

Ceylon's balmy island

Long hath furnished my land
Both with cinnamon and pearls,
Worn by dames and pretty girls.

Pepper, which so nice is,
Cloves and other spices,
We receive from Indian isles,
Distant many thousand miles.

Sugar so delicious,

Arrow-root nutritious,

Are convey'd, I here protest,

From the Indies, East and West.

Plantain and banana

Grow in hot Guiana;

There the chocolate is found

Parrots in the woods abound.

Books that you may read in,
This fact are agreed in,

That Peru and Mexico

Gold and silver have to show.

White and fleecy cotton

Grows full many a spot on,—
In North and South America,
India and Africa.

Many a one who tarries

For a while at Paris,

Buys the treasures of the place,
Toys and trinkets, gloves and lace.

Port and sparkling sherry,
Wines that make you merry,

Come from Portugal and Spain;

France sends claret and champagne.

MRS. HENRY NELSON COLERIDGE.

INDIA.

FEW English people go to India with the intention of making it their home. The object of most English who visit India is rather to earn money quickly, and to return home to spend it. In Australia or Canada, as you have read, many of our country people settle for life.

The climate in the south of India is too hot for British workmen; but we have lately got possessions in the northern provinces, where railroads are making and tea being planted, and it is very possible that some of you who would like to see the world, may accept an offer of work in India.

There are two ways of going to India. If you will get

out your map you will better understand what you are about to read. People either go by "Long Sea," or else by what is called the "Overland Route." If you intend to go by Long Sea you will embark in the Thames in a large ship going to India, called an Indiaman. You will go straight, without change of vessel, from England to Calcutta, and with as little trouble on your part as if you were a horse or a cow. There is much for you to see on the voyage. First you will go through a forest of shipping in the Thames, then through the Straits of Dover, to the English Channel, where, at the Land's End, you will take your last look of old England. When far away you will often remember the white cliffs and green fields you have left behind. But then you will enter the Bay of Biscay, when you will think only of how sick you are, for it is almost always rough there although it is a bay.

Perhaps you may touch at Lisbon, in Portugal, that your captain may lay in some of the port-wine that is made there, and you will like a supply of grapes and oranges. The next place you reach will be the island of Madeira, from whence comes the wine so named. In this place the winters are so warm that consumptive people often go there to avoid our cold winds and frosts. Perhaps you may stop at St. Helena, the island where Buonaparte, about whom you have read in the Fourth Standard, was imprisoned after the battle of Waterloo. Then you may go to the Cape of Good Hope, the southern tip of Africa. From your ship you will see Table Mountain, so called because it has a flat top, which is very often covered with a white mist like a table-cloth. Cape Town belongs to us, and is a healthy place in which

to live. You will be fortunate if your vessel calls at Ceylon, and you can smell "the spicy breezes which blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle." The Cingalese men wear their hair long, and turn it up with combs like women. Their bodies, from their necks to their heels, are covered with what look like large bed-curtains. Point de Galle seems to be one large shop. It is full of Cingalese beseeching you to buy all sorts of things, from walkingsticks and peacocks' feathers to precious stones and elephants. Coffee, cinnamon, rice, and cocoa-nuts grow in Ceylon in abundance, and the flowers and fruits are beautiful beyond anything that you have ever seen or imagined. From thence you will not be long before you reach the shores of India.

Now we will see how you would go by the Overland Route. First you must get your railway ticket from London to Folkestone or Dover. From either place rather less than two hours spent on the water will bring you to the merry land of France. As soon as you land you must push on to the railway station, and take your place for Paris. When you reach that large gay town, you will think, should it happen to be fine weather, that some great entertainment is going on. Everybody eats, drinks, and talks out of doors. The parks and public gardens are full of shows, and of dancing and singing, and every sort of fun; but you have not time or money enough to loiter, and must hasten to Marseilles, a bustling, mercantile town in the south of France, and when there, the sooner you find a ship going to Alexandria the better.

You will now sail on the Mediterranean Sea, so called