Yoho! past streams, in which the cattle cool their feet, and where the rushes grow; past farms, and rick yards; past last year's stacks, cut slice by slice away, and showing in the waning light like ruined gables, old and brown.

9. Yoho! among the gathering shades; making of no account the deep reflections of the trees, but scampering on through light and darkness all the same as if the light of London, fifty miles away, were quite enough to travel by, and some to spare.

10. Yoho! see the bright moon! high up before we know it; making the earth reflect the objects on its breast like water. Hedges, trees, low cottages, church steeples, blighted stumps, and flourishing young slips have all grown vain upon the sudden, and mean to contemplate their own fair images till morning. The poplars yonder rustle, that their quivering leaves may see themselves upon the ground. Not so the oak: trembling does not become him; and he watches himself in his stout old burly steadfastness, without the motion. of a twig.

11. Yoho! Yoho! through ditch and brake, upon the plowed land and the smooth, along the steep hillside and steeper wall, as if it were a phantom hunter. Clouds too! And a mist upon the hollow! Not a dull fog that hides it, but a light, airy, gauze-like mist, which in our eyes of modest admiration gives a new charm to the beauties it is spread before.

12. Yoho! Why, now we travel like the moon her

self. Hiding this minute in a grove of trees; next minute in a patch of vapor; emerging now upon our broad, clear course; withdrawing now, but always dashing on,―our journey is a counterpart of hers. Yoho! A match against the moon. Yoho! Yoho!

13. The beauty of the night is hardly felt, when day comes leaping up. Yoho! past market gardens, rows of houses, villas, crescents, terraces, and squares; past wagons, coaches, carts; past early workmen, late stragglers, drunken men, and sober carriers of loads; past brick and mortar in its every shape; and in among the rattling pavements, where a jaunty seat upon a coach is not so easy to preserve.

14. Yoho! down countless turnings, and through countless mazy ways, until an old innyard is gained, and Tom Pinch, getting down quite stunned and giddy, is in London.

LANGUAGE STUDY.

1. Write the analysis of: event (venire); motion (movere); elect (legere); conversation (vertere); resist (sistere); captivate (capere). Write the analysis of: noisily; slowly; defiance; uncertainty; immensity; cheerfully; steadfastness; straggler; countless.

II. Divide the long loose sentence (6) into its component parts, pointing out its members, clauses, and phrases. Write the principal parts of: write; lead; skim; chime; become.

III. Is the first sentence a period, or a loose sentence? the second sentence? Point out a metaphor in paragraph 3. Point out a personi. fication in paragraph 4. Point out a simile in paragraph 10.

58.-The Stranger on the Sill.

eǎl'a-mus, sweet flag.

im-pärt', yield, bestow.

lāve, dip and bathe.

rev'er-ençe, respect and honor.

1. Between broad fields of wheat and corn
Is the lowly home where I was born:
The peach tree leans against the wall,
And the woodbine wanders over all;
There is the shady doorway still,

But a stranger's foot has crossed the sill.

2. There is the barn; and, as of yore,

I can smell the hay from the open door,
And see the busy swallows throng,
And hear the peewee's mournful song.
But the stranger comes: O, painful proof!--
His sheaves are piled to the heated roof.

3. There is the orchard, the very trees

Where my childhood knew long hours of ease,
And watched the shadowy moments run
Till my life imbibed more shade than sun;
The swing from the bough still sweeps the air,
But the stranger's children are swinging there.

4. There bubbles the shady spring below, With its bulrush brook where the hazels grow; "Twas there I found the calamus root,

I. Write the analysis of: lowly; stranger; mournful; painfu childhood; lightly; gladden; kindly; reverence.

II. What two adjectives are formed by adding the suffix y to nouns Analyze the following complex exclamative sentence:

"O ye who daily cross the sill,

Step lightly, for I love it still!"

III. To what class of composition does this poem belong? (Se Point out where the poet changes from description to Transpose into the prose order,

59.- Glimpses of Science.

MY FIRST GEOLOGICAL EXCURSION.

a-mȧssed', heaped up in mass. ex-tinet', not now living. an-teri-or (Latin comparative of pet'ri-fied, converted into stone.

ante, "before"), previous.

pir-ou-ĕtte', a whirling dance on tiptoe.

eon-glŏm-er-ā'tion, collection.

de-eliv'i-ty, descent, incline.

symbol-ized, represented.

PREPARATORY NOTES.

This account of the boyish excursion which determined the bent of his after career is by Archibald Geikie, a distinguished Scotch scientist, and professor of geology in the University of Edinburgh.

(4) treasure-trove: treasure once hidden, but now found (retrieved).

1. We started off about noon; a goodly band of some eight or nine striplings, with two or three hammers, and a few pence amongst us, and no care to bet home before dusk.

2. The four miles seemed to shrink into one, and we arrived at length at the quarries. They had been opened, I found, along the slope of a gentle declivity. At the north end stood the kilns where the lime was burned, the white smoke from which we used to see when miles away. About a quarter of a mile to the south lay the workings; and there too stood the engine that drew up the wagons and pumped out the water.

3. "Where are the petrified forests and fishes?" cried one of the party. "Here!" "Here!" was shouted in reply from the top of the bank. We made for the heap