are in the distance they appear smaller than when they are near.

P. You are rather too quick at making rules, Willie. You should not make a rule directly you see one instance of a thing,-not even when you have seen two or three instances. I could tell you of objects which appear larger from being in the distance. It happens, however, this time, that your rule is generally correct.

L. And, papa-In drawing the side view of the square, as the farther side is smaller than the near one, you were obliged to slope the top and bottom line to meet it. And that shows, too, that the square gets gradually smaller. I have noticed, too, papa, that the dotted line which you have made in the front view of the square, is quite straight (horizontal, I mean); and, again, in the side view of the square, this dotted line is not at all altered-it is still horizontal. How is that?

P. Ah, you must pay great attention, and then I will show you something. Ion, come and stand exactly in front of the square. Look straight before you, at the middle of the square. Now, I will make a line with my flat ruler from your eye to the dotted line. If you stand here, Willie, you can see that my ruler is quite horizontal; so you can tell by that, that the pupil of his eye is exactly on the level with the dotted line. Do you know what I mean?

line is not the least bit higher, nor the least bit lower, than his eye. But then, the top of the square is higher than his eye, and the bottom of the square is lower.

P. That is just what I was going to call your attention to. Come, Ion, and look now at the side view of the square.

The dotted line of course marks the level of Ion's eye. You notice in the near side, how much the top is above the level of the eye, and the bottom below. If you now notice the farther side, you will see that the distance above and below the dotted line is not so great.

L. That is because the whole side is smaller. The square seems to get gradually smaller-so, the distance from the level of the eye must seem to get gradually smaller, also; that is why you have to make the top and bottom lines slanting, instead of straight, when you draw the side view.

P. And now, I should think that you could answer the question you gave me "Why the dotted line is still horizontal, and does not slant, when I make a side view?"

L. Yes, I can, papa. You do not want to slope the dotted line for it to be less distant from the This is why. It

16th Week.

HONESTY

THE BROKEN WINDOW.

P. We learned last week what is meant by a principle. The principles we spoke of wereIon. The cautious principle, The liberal principle, The principle of punctuality, and

The principle of love which you said was a much higher principle than any of the others.

W. Then, papa-you spoke of the great principle Truth, which you said was the foundation of all the other good ones.

P. Yes, and I also said, that it was the foundation of the principle of Honesty-for, when a boy loves the truth, he is almost sure to be very careful about being honest. Do you know the difference between truth and honesty?

W. I do not exactly, papa-you said that they were very much alike. P. Then, instead of talking about the difference now-suppose you read this tale which I have copied from Chumbers's Edinburgh Journal.

Two boys, of nearly the same age, were one day amusing themselves with that dangerous, though not uncommon pastime, pelting each other with stones. They had chosen one of the squares for their playground, thinking by this means to avoid doing mischief. To the consternation of the thrower, however, a missile, instead of striking the boy at whom it was aimed, entered the library window of one

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of the lordly mansions forming the quadrangle.

"Why don't you take to your heels, you blockhead? you will have the police after you whilst you are standing staring there," was the exclamation of his companion, as he caught him by the arm in order to drag him from the spot. The author of the mischief still retained his thoughtful position.

"If your father is obliged to pay for this, you will stand a chance of having a good thrashing, Jack," the other boy urged.

"Never mind, Tom; leave me to myself," was the reply; and the young delinquent moved, with unfaltering step, towards the door of the mansion, the knocker of which he unhesitatingly raised. The summons was answered by a foot

"Ther. I wish to see him, if you please."

"That you can't do, my man; but I'll deliver any message for you."

"No, that will not do. I must indeed I must see the gentleman himself." The earnestness and perseverance of the boy at length induced the man to comply with his request, and opening the door of the library, he apologised for asking his master to see a shabby little fellow; adding that he could neither learn his business nor get rid of him.

"Bring him in," said the gentleman addressed, who, having witnessed the transaction, and overheard the conversation, was curious to know the object of the boy's visit. The poor child, whose ideas had never soared above his father's second floor, stood for several moments in stupified amazement when ushered into an elegant apartment; but remembering the painful circumstance which had brought him into this scene of enchantment, he in some measure regained his self-possession.

"I am very sorry, sir," he begun in a faltering voice, "but I have broken your window. My father is out of work just now, and cannot pay for it; but if you will be kind enough to take the money a little at a time, as I can get it, I will be sure to make it up;" and as he spoke, he drew a few halfpence from his pocket and laid them on the table.

"Do

"That's an honest speech, my lad; but how am I to be sure that you will fulfil your engagement?" Mr. Cavendish returned. you know that I could have you sent to the station-house till the money is made up?"

"Oh, don't send me there, sir; it would break my dear mother's heart! I will pay you all-indeed I will, sir!" and the poor boy burst into a flood of tears.

"I am glad that you have so much consideration for your mother's feelings; and for her sake, I will trust to your honesty." "Oh, thank you,sir-thank you!" "But when do you expect to be able to make me another payment? This is a very small sum towards the price of a large square of plate glass;" and as he spoke he glanced at the four halfpence which the boy had spread out.

"This day week, sir, if you please."

"Very well, let it be so. At this hour I shall be at home to see you." Poor Jack made his very best bow, and retired.

True to his appointment, our high-principled boy appeared at the door of Mr. Cavendish's mansion. As the footman had previously received orders to admit him, he was immediately shown into the library.

"I have a shilling for you today, sir!" he said exultingly, and his countenance was radiant with smiles.

"Indeed! That is a large sum for a boy like you to obtain in so short a time. I hope you came by it honestly?" A flush of crimson mounted to the cheek of poor Jack, but it was not the flush of shame.

"I earned every penny of it, sir, excepting one my mother gave me, to make it up," he energetically replied; and he proceeded to say that he had been on the look-out for jobs all week; that he had held a horse for one gentleman, and had run on an errand for another; in this way accounting for elevenpence.

"Your industry and perseverance do you credit, my lad," Mr. Cavendish exclaimed, his benevolent countenance lighting up with a smile. "And now I should like to know your name and place of residence."

"I will write it, sir, if you please. Indeed I brought a piece of paper for the purpose of putting down the money. I hope I shall be able to make it all up in a few weeks, for I am trying to get a situation as errand-boy."

"You can write, then? Do you go to school?”

"You write a tolerably good hand, my little man. You may, I think, do better than take an errand-boy's place. Let me see if you have any knowledge of arithmetic." Jack stood boldly up, and unhesitatingly replied to the various questions which were put to him. "That will do, my good boy. Now, when do you think you will be able to come and bring me some more money?"

"I will come again this time next week, if I am alive and well, sir.

"That was wisely added, my lad; for our lives are not in our own keeping. This, I see, you have been taught."

Another week passed, and again Jack appeared, but his countenance now wore an aspect of sadness.

"I am very sorry, sir," he said, "I have been unfortunate, and have only a small sum to give you." And as he spoke, he laid three pennyworth of halfpence before Mr. Cavendish. "I assure you, sir," he earnestly added, "I have offered my services to every gentleman on horseback that I could

see.

"I believe you, my boy: I am pleased with your honest intentions. Perhaps you will meet with better success another time. Let me see; you have now paid one shilling and fivepence: that is not amiss for the time;" and with an encouraging smile Mr. Cavendish suffered him to depart.

Though Mr. Cavendish had, from the first, concealed his intentions, his heart was planning a work of benevolence, which was nothing

whose noble conduct had won his | admiration. For this end he, a few days subsequently, paid the parents a visit when he knew that the son would be at school. He related the incident which had brought him under his notice, and proceeded to ask whether his conduct towards themselves was equally praiseworthy.

"Oh yes, sir," exclaimed the mother, her eyes filling with tears. "He has ever been a dutiful child to us, and always acts in this honest, straightforward manner."

"He has indeed a noble spirit, sir," the father rejoined; "and I am as proud of him, as if he were a prince."

"Would you part from him?” Mr. Cavendish asked. "I have something in view for his future benefit."

"Undoubtedly we would, for his benefit," was the reply of both.

"Well, then, purchase him a new suit of apparel with these two guineas, and bring him to my residence this day week. I will then acquaint you with my views for him for the future."

Language cannot describe the heartfelt gratitude which beamed in the eyes of the happy parents, nor could they find words to give it utterance.

When next our young hero came into the presence of his benefactor, his appearance was certainly altered for the better, though no disadvantages of dress could rob his noble countenance of its lofty expression. Mr. Cavendish had previously made arrangements for him to become an inmate of his own house, and had also entered his name as a pupil in a neighbouring school. John Williams is now receiving a liberal