"Yes, but it is nothing but an every-day frock." "Well, I am sure I should not call it an every-day frock. I should wear it to meeting, if it were mine." "Well," said Anna, "this pink dress, hanging up by the door, is not an every-day dress, I know, for it "is a French calico."

"O, yes, it is," said Laura. And I suppose she thought that the visitors would think she was quite a lady by this time, if she wore such nice things every day. I do not know but some of the little girls did think so; but I will tell you what Anna said to her mother, when she went home.

"Well, Anna," said her mother, as the little girl took off her bonnet, and folded her shawl, "have you had a pleasant visit?"

"O, yes, delightful," answered Anna, with great animation" delightful! we played almost every thing. First we went out of doors, Julia and Elizabeth, and Ellen and I; and we found some green moss, as soft as velvet, and took it up, and laid it on a smooth stone, and called it a green carpet; but Laura could not come out of doors, because she had the baby. Mrs. Hunt has got a beautiful baby, mother. And so we went into the house pretty soon, and went up stairs into Laura's bedroom, and she showed us how to play new plays, and

"Stop a moment, dear; you talk so fast that I can hardly understand you. You have not yet told me who Laura is."

"Did I not? I forgot that.

She is a girl that lives

with Mrs. Hunt. I believe she is her cousin. She said

she was most thirteen years old; but she played with us, just as if she had been a little girl.”

"And you liked her pretty well, did you?"

"Why, yes, she was easy to get acquainted with, and she did not seem to feel older than we. I liked her for that; but―"

"But what, dear?"

There was one thing about her that was strange. She had a great many pretty dresses, and other nice things; but when we said any thing was pretty, she said it was only an every-day thing. Just so it was with every thing we looked at; she called them all every-day things. But I do not believe she had any better ones, for we saw all that was in her bandbox, and went into all the chambers, and did not see any others; and the frock she had on did not look any better than we wear; and, besides, if her mother could afford to buy her such nice clothes for every day, I should think she would keep her at home, and send her to school, instead of sending her out to work; should not you, mother?"

"Yes, my dear; and I am afraid Laura told wrong stories, in order to make you think she had fine clothes. I hope you will remember this as long as you live, and try not to think too much about dress; and then you will not be tempted to tell lies about it."

LESSON XXVIII.

sts

CONSONANT SOUNDS IN COMBINATION

as in casts, fasts, lasts, masts.

thr as in throne, through, three, thrill.

thd as in breath'd, sheath'd, wreath'd, writh'd. thz as in breathes, sheathes, wreathes, writhes.

The Scriptures of the Old and New Testament agree in enjoining prayer. Let no man call himself a Christian, who lives without giving a part of life to this duty.

The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers.

THE breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods, against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches tossed; —

And the heavy night hung dark
The hills and waters o'er,

When a band of exiles moored their bark
On the wild New England shore.

Not as the conqueror comes,

They, the true-hearted, came;

Not with the roll of the stirring drums,
And the trumpet that sings of fame}-

Not as the flying come,

In silence and in fear:

They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.

Amidst the storm they sang,

And the stars heard, and the sea;

And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.

The ocean-eagle soared

From his nest by the white wave's foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared: This was their welcome home.

There were men with hoary hair
Amidst that pilgrim band:
Why had they come to wither there,
Away from their childhood's land?

There was woman's fearless eye,
Lit by her deep love's truth;
There was manhood's brow serenely high,
And the fiery heart of youth.

What sought they thus afar?

Bright jewels of the mine?

The wealth of seas? the spoils of war?-
They sought a faith's pure shrine.

Ay, call it holy ground,

The soil where first they trod!

They have left unstained what there they found Freedom to worship God!

LESSON XXIX.

CONSONANT SOUNDS IN COMBINATION.

tl as in battle, cattle, rattle, tattle.
tld as in battl'd, rattl'd, tattl'd, startl'd.
tlz as in battles, rattles, tattles, startles.
tr as in trade, tread, tree, true.

The schoolboy with his satchel in his hand.
I have not heard of him since he left home.
Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone.
And oft false sighs sicken the silly heart.

Saturday Afternoon.

I LOVE to look on a scene like this,
Of wild and careless play,

And persuade myself that I am not old,

And my locks are not yet gray;

For it stirs the blood in an old man's heart,

And makes his pulses fly,

To catch the thrill of a happy voice,

And the light of a pleasant eye.