"SERVED HIM RIGHT." BY MISS E. A. CHASE. o you and Mr. Cliff have had quite a difficulty, I hear." "Why, yes, something of a difficulty, but I do not think it will amount to much." "But they say he struck you; I did not suppose you would stand that, for I thought you a man of spirit." "Rest assured I will show you that I do not lack spirit." "That is right. I would not give it up so. I would sue him or give him a good flogging. It would be serving him right." "I intend to do something about it; I think I shall serve him right." I am glad to hear it. That man is the pest of the neighborhood, and I should rejoice to see him flogged. If you want any help, Mr. Warner, just send me word and I'll leave everything to assist you." "Thank you, neighbor Dale, I will surely send for you if I want you." This was the conversation between two neighbors on their way home from their work. Mr. Warner reached his gate as he said the last words, and adding, "Good evening, neighbor," left the latter to pursue his way home. "Warner really has more spirit than I thought," said Mr. Dale to his wife that evening. "I should not be surprised if he flogs Cliff severely." 66 'Why, that would be singular," replied she. "Mr. Warner is such a mild man, I did not think he could become so angry." "We walked home together to-night, and he was pretty cool at first, but I talked to him awhile and got his temper up, and he said he would serve Cliff right. We shall hear from him, for he is a determined fellow. I should like to see Mr. Cliff get a good flogging, and his son, too, for he is the most impudent fellow I ever saw." Mr. Warner's farm joined Mr. Cliff's, and the line fence was the cause of much trouble between them. It belonged to each one to make and repair half the fence, but Mr. Cliff would do nothing about it. Mr. Warner was a kind and peaceable man, so to prevent difficulty he had kept the whole fence in repair for some time. He had a beautiful field of corn adjoining a pasture of Mr. Cliff's, and the fence proved but a feeble protection against the cattle, to whom the broad green leaves of the corn were a strong temptation. Mr. Warner patiently drove the cattle out and repaired the fence as well as he could, and calling on Mr. Cliff, represented the matter calmly and mildly, but received only abuse in reply. Not long after he missed some of his own cattle, and after searching two or three days, he found them tied fast to a tree in the woods back of his farm, with no particular harm done to them, however, but with appetites remarkably improved by fasting. They had broken from their pasture into that of Mr. Cliff's, and he had disposed of them in this somewhat original manner. Things went on in this way for some time, Mr. Cliff insulting and abusing, and Mr. Warner mildly bearing, till at length it became positively necessary to renew a part of the fence. Once more Mr. Warner tried to persuade Mr. Cliff to do his part of the work, but he refused. He remonstrated till Mr. Cliff, who had taken a glass too much, became exasperated and struck him. Mr. Warner, though habitually mild, was naturally a man of strong passions, and, for an instant, resentment took the place of every other feeling, and his first impulse was to return the blow, but the second thought brought better feelings to his mind, and he turned slowly away, saying, “Mr. Cliff, I really pity you." In a few days Mr. Warner found a valuable horse, belonging to Mr. Cliff, fast in a spring in the woods, and, with the assistance of his sons, he extricated the animal, and thus saved its life. It was autumn, and a man called on Mr. Cliff to buy some fruit. "Your neighbor, Mr. Warner, directed me to you," he said. "He told me you had some of the finest fruit in the place." turned away his head, but made no reply. "That is a beautiful horse of yours," said the man. Mr. Cliff "I had in tended to buy Warner's, but, with an honesty rarely to be met with, he told me his horse was rather fractious, and that he thought yours would suit me better." Shortly after Warner met Cliff in the road, and extending his hand, said, "Neighbor Cliff, it seems to me we do not live together as becomes Christians. Suppose we forget all difficulties and be friends." Mr. Cliff gave his hand, and replied, in a voice somewhat unsteady, "I agree to that, neighbor Warner." The next day several hands were engaged in making the new line fence, and a proposition was made by Mr. Cliff to make a lane at one extremity, so that Mr. Warner's cattle could have access to a spring which belonged to the former. "Have you settled with Cliff yet?" asked Mr. Dale of his neighbor. "Oh, yes, I begun some time since.” "How did you do it?" "Oh, easily enough." "Was he not pretty strong?" "Yes, and stubborn, too, but he yielded at last." "I was afraid you would sue him and lose the sport of whipping him." Oh, no danger of my suing him. I served him right, for I gave him just what he deserved." "I am really glad of it, for to tell the truth, I was afraid you would be faint-hearted about it. By the way, have you heard that he is very sick?” "No, indeed; I must go and see him. Will you go with me?" "Go and see him after you have flogged him! He will take it as an insult." 66 66 'I think not. I have an idea he will be glad to see me." Well, it seems very strange. I will go with you, but I should not be surprised if the old fellow should turn you out of the house." When shown into the room where Mr. Cliff lay, Warner reached his hand, which the former took, and said, with trembling lips, "So we have met again, neighbor Warner;" and the two men for a moment were weak as children. It was evident that death was doing his work, and Mr. Warner, at Mr. Cliff's earnest request, agreed to remain during the night. Mr. Dale was lost in utter astonishment. When next he met Mr. Warner, he exclaimed, "Do tell me the meaning of all this. Did you not flog Mr. Cliff?" "I conquered him." "I cannot understand you. Explain it to me." "That I can easily do ;" and Mr. Warner told him the story. Mr. Dale dropped his head and mused for a moment; then looking up he said, " Mr. Warner, you have taught me a lesson I shall never forget." Mr. Cliff's illness proved fatal. He died after commending his son to the care of Mr. Warner, whom he appointed his guardian; and from the character of the youth in after years, it was pretty evident that he, too, had been "served right." "KEEP TO THE RIGHT." "KEEP to the right," as the law directs; Keep to the right, with God and the world, Keep to the right, nor never be hurled Keep to the right, within and without- Keep to the right, whatever you do; Nor claim but, your own on the way; THERE are sixty-nine of the Egyptian Pyramids altogether-now ascertained beyond all doubt to be royal tombs-thus forming the most magnificent Necropolis in the world. The largest and finest are those of Gizeh, Sakkara, and Dashour, in the neighborhood of Cairo. I cannot describe them all; nor is it necessary. Those of Gizeh are the most conspicuous, standing upon a bed of rock 150 feet above the descent, and 150 feet above the river. Of this group the great Pyramid will chiefly occupy our attention. Let us pay it an imaginary visit. It is singular to notice the deception created by their great size on the one hand, and the clearness of the atmosphere on the other. At first they appear neither very high, nor very distant; so that we expect to reach them soon after they appear in sight. But we travel on, and they appear no larger or nearer. All large objects are deceptive in this way. Large hills, large buildings, famous waterfalls-even the Himalayas, St. Peter's, and Niagara-at first sight disappoint the traveler, especially when the atmosphere is clear and there are no intervening objects to act as a set-off to the |