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hidings of its power" are disclosed. Bright and glorious thoughts come thronging round, attended by words, their obedient "servitors," all ready to robe them in appropriate attire. But how few ever attain to this state of mental elevation and power! And why? They give over too soon. The process is discontinued before the result is reached.

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LESSON CV.

HURRYING ON.

"HURRYING on, hurrying on!"

Says a Voice that speaks from the works of God;
And the rolling Spheres, as they flame along
O'er the glorious path of the great untrod,
Take up the sound, and the strain prolong;
Nor cease they from chanting the nightly song,-
"We are hurrying on, hurrying on."

"Hurrying on, hurrying on!"

Says the voice of Time; and his stealthy feet
Are crossing the threshold, unbid, unseen,
And urging us on at each pulse's beat,

From the past to the future: the pause between
Is the fleeting NOW- the feverish dream

Of the life that is hurrying on.

"Hurrying on, hurrying on!"

The busy throng of the city and town,
The peaceful tiller of rural glade,
The warrior thirsting for bloody renown,
The prince and the beggar, however arrayed,
Together approaching the solemn shade,
Are hurrying on, hurrying on.

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"Hurrying on, hurrying on!"

The myriads that walk on this busy stage,

With youth's gay trip, with man's firm tread,
And the trembling step of hoary age,

In untroubled sleep to lay their head
With the ghostly tribes, the slumbering dead,
Are hurrying on, hurrying on.

LESSON CVI.

THE PEOPLE'S ADVENT.

GERALD MASSEY.

This piece should be read in a bold, spirited manner; and an excellent effect will be produced by having the last line of each stanza read by the whole class in concert, as indicated.

1. IS coming up the steep of Time,

And this old world is growing brighter:

We may not see its dawn sublime,

Yet high hopes make the heart throb lighter.
We may be sleeping 'neath the ground.
When it awakes the world in wonder,
But we have felt it gathering round,

And heard its voice of living thunder, (Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming!

2. 'Tis coming now, the glorious time

Foretold by seers, and sung in story,
For which, when thinking was a crime,

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Souls leaped to Heaven from scaffolds gory!
They passed, nor saw the work they wrought,

Nor the crowned hopes of centuries blossom;
But the live lightning of their thought,

And daring deeds, doth pulse earth's bosom, (Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming!

3. Creeds, Systems, Empires, rot with age;
But the great People's ever youthful;
And it shall write the Future's page

To our humanity more truthful.
The gnarlish heart hath tender chords

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To waken at the name of "Brother: The time will come, when scorpion words We shall not speak to sting each other,(Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming!

4. Out of the light, old Past! nor fling

Your dark, cold shadows on us longer!
Aside! thou effete thing called King:

The People's step is quicker, stronger.
There's a divinity within

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That makes men great whene'er they will it: God works with all who dare to win,

And the time cometh to reveal it,— (Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming!

5. Ay, it must come! The tyrant's throne
Is crumbling, with our hot tears rusted;
The sword earth's mighty have leaned on
Is cankered, with our hearts' blood crusted.
Room! for the Men of Mind make way!
Ye robber-rulers, pause no longer;

Ye can not stop the opening day;

The world rolls on, the light grows stronger,—

(Whole class) The People's Advent's coming!

LESSON CVII.

1 MAN HAT' TANS, native Indians who inhabited the Island of Manhattan, on which the city of New York is now situated.

DISCOVERY OF MANHATTAN.

MARY L. BOOTH.

N the second day of September, 1609, Henry Hudson,

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on board a small yacht called "The Half Moon," manned by a crew of twenty men, came in sight of the Highlands of Neversink, which he describes as "a pleasant land to see." Here he remained all night, and, setting sail the next morning, came to what he represents as "three great rivers," the northernmost of which he attempted to enter, but was prevented by the shoal bar before it. This was probably Rockaway Inlet; the others, the Raritan, and the Narrows. Foiled in this attempt, he rounded Sandy Hook, sending a boat before him to sound the way, and anchored his vessel in the lower bay. They landed at Cony Island, and were the first white men that ever set foot on the soil of the Empire State.

2. Enraptured with the beautiful scenery before him, he determined to explore this strange, new country, which was worth more than all the wealth of the Indies. The shores were covered with gigantic oaks from sixty to seventy feet high, the hills beyond were crowned with grass and fragrant flowers, strange wild birds were flitting in the air, and the fish were darting through the sparkling waters. Friendly Indians, dressed in mantles of feathers and fine furs, and decorated with copper ornaments, flocked on board the vessel, bringing corn, tobacco, and vegetables for the mysterious strangers. Hudson received them kindly, and gave them axes, knives, shoes, and stockings in

return. But these articles were all new to them, and they put them to a new use: they hung the axes and shoes about their necks for ornaments, and used the stockings for tobacco-pouches.

3. Hudson remained in the lower bay for a week, sending a boat's crew, in the mean time, to sound the river. They passed the Narrows, entered the bay, and came in sight of the grassy hills of Manhattan. Passing through the Kills, between Staten Island and Bergen Neck, they proceeded six miles up the river, and discovered Newark Bay. On their return, the boat was attacked by the natives. An English sailor, named John Colman, was struck in the neck by an arrow, and killed; two others were slightly wounded; and the rest escaped to the ship with the dead body of their companion, to carry the tidings of the mournful catastrophe.

4. This was the first white man's blood ever shed in the territory; and it is probable, though not certain, that the sailors themselves were the first aggressors. Colman was an old comrade of Hudson: he had been the companion of his earlier voyages, and his death inspired him with distrust and hatred of the natives, whom, before, he had regarded with favor. On the following day, the 9th of September, the first white man's grave in these regions was dug on Sandy Hook; and the spot was called Colman's Point, in memory of the departed.

5. On the 11th of September, "The Half Moon" passed through the Narrows, and anchored in New-York Bay. Distrusting the fierce Manhattans,' the captain remained but a single day. Canoes, filled with men, women, and children, flocked around the ship, bringing oysters and vegetables; but, though these were purchased, not a native was suffered to come on board. The next day, Hudson

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