mother. "And now I will tell you the name of one of them: it is Susan Taylor!"

10. Susan reddened to her very ears, while her grandmother said, "It has pleased God, Susan, to mark your life with many blessings, mingled with a few cares; and you are continually neglecting your blessings, and remembering your cares.

11. "If, then, you thus willfully despise your comforts, and repine over your troubles, what is it but throwing away the flowers and green leaves of your life, and sticking the thorns in your bosom?"

MALTA'S LOST DARLING.

1. "You are very welcome to one of them," said Mary's mother to a kind old lady who was admiring one of Malta's kittens. "I shall be glad if I can dispose of all of them except this little yellow one, to which Mary has taken a peculiar fancy."

2. The good lady thanked her friend for the gift, then took up the little kitten very tenderly, and put it in her basket, and walked home.

3. Not long after, Malta came home, and, as quick as any mother in the land, she noticed that one of her wee darlings was missing. The other two in the basket were of little consequence to her now. Up-stairs and downstairs she searched for her lost nestling, but all in vain.

4. "Have you seen my pretty tortoise-shell, the very pink of my family?" she asked, as well as she could, of every body she met.

5. Mary's gentle heart was overflowing with

pity and sympathy, and she wished that good Mrs. Williams had stayed at home that sunshiny summer day.

6. But pussy had more perseverance than many people who are supposed to have a great deal wiser heads. At the first opportunity she set off on a search for stray kitty; and one day, with a decided look of triumph, she walked in with it, carrying it by the nape of its neck.

7. She took it up to her old quarters, and settled down on the bit of old carpet, as proud and happy as a cat could be. greatly surprised to think she

Every one was had succeeded in tracking her child to the right house, and then had managed so skillfully to make off with it.

8. But the strangest part of the story is yet to be told. After petting and caring for it four weeks longer, she started off with the much improved kitten, and took it back to the same house, and laid it down; then she rubbed herself about the feet of the good old lady, as if to bespeak her kind care for the little new

comer.

JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS.

1. "They are going to hang Snap," said Frisk, as she stood wagging her tail with great animation on the top of the kitchen steps, looking out into the yard.

2. "Well, who'd have thought it!" said Growler. "But I'm not surprised, though. That was what master and the groom were talking about yesterday, no doubt; for they looked at him."

3. "They are measuring his neck for a rope," said Frisk, scampering off.

4. "Snap's going to be hanged," said Growler to Tray.

5. Indeed! Well, I thought he looked very low spirited all day yesterday. I am not surprised at all; but are you sure?"

6. "Oh! I fancy he has the rope around his neck already."

7. "Only think of Snap!" said Tray to Lion, the Newfoundland dog.

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What about him?" said Lion, apparently more inclined to think of something else. 9. "Going to be hanged; that's all."

10. "And that's enough, too," said Lion. "When?"

11. "Oh, I doubt he isn't hanged already; I fancy the rope was about his neck some time ago."

12. "Poor fellow! what is it for?"

13. "I can't exactly tell. The groom's been complaining of him to the master, I believe, from what Mr. Growler says."

14. "I thought he was a great favorite.' 15. "Ah! but we've all seen a great change lately."

16. "When did you notice it?"

17. "I don't know that it was spoken of till this morning; but any one might have seen it long ago.

18. "I never saw it," said Lion.

19. At this moment, Snap ran into the yard with a new collar on.

20. "Hey, what is this?" said Lion, as Snap trotted from one to another to show his finery.