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arm in arm, the duke said : “What! my Lord Chancellor ! what ! a parish clerk! a parish clerk! You dishonour the king and his office.” “Nay," quoth Sir Thomas, smiling at the duke, “ your Grace may not think that your king and mine will be offended with me for serving God his master, or thereby account his office dishonoured,”


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ONGTONGPAW is the pronunciation of “n'entends

pas,” which occurs in the phrase, “Je vous n'entends pas," a French expression, meaning “I do not understand you.” The Englishman asked different French people questions on things which surprised him, but not understanding his language, they all returned the

same answer, “ Je vous n'entends pas.” He takes this Nongtongpaw to be the name of some person, whom he thinks very fortunate, till, inquiring about a funeral, he is shocked, on hearing the same answer, to conclude that he is dead.

John Bull, for pastime, took a prance
Some time ago, to peep at France,
To talk of sciences and arts,
And knowledge gained in foreign parts.
Monsieur, obsequious, heard him speak,
And answered John in heathen Greek:
To all he asked, of all he saw,
'Twas “ Monsieur, je vous n'entends pas."
John, to the Palais Royal come,
Its splendour almost struck him dumb.
“I say, whose house is that there here ?"
“House ! Je vous n'entends pas, monsieur.”
“What ! Nongtongpaw again ?” cries John ;
“ This fellow is some mighty don !
No doubt he's plenty for the maw ;
I'll breakfast with this Nongtongpaw.”
John saw Versailles from Marlis height,
And cried, astonished at the sight,
6 Whose fine estate is that there here?
“State ! Je vous n'entends pas, monsieur.”

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“His ! What, the land and houses too?
The fellow's richer than a Jew;
On everything he lays his claw :
I should like to dine with Nongtongpaw.”
Next tripping came a courtly fair ;
John cried, enchanted with her air-
“What lovely wench is that there here ?
“ Ventch! Je vous n'entends

pas, monsieur."
“What, he again! Upon my life!
A palace, lands, and then a wife-
Sir Joshua might delight to draw:
I should like to sup with Nongtongpaw.”
“But hold! Whose funeral's that?" cries John.
“ Je vous n'entends pas !"_“What, is he gone?
Wealth, fame, and beauty could not save
Poor Nongtongpaw then from the grave!
His race is



I'd with him breakfast, dine, and sup;
But since he chooses to withdraw,
Good night tye, Mounseer Nongtongpaw.”


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The Descent of Queen Victoria from William the

Conqueror, UEEN VICTORIA is the daughter of the Duke of Kent, who was the son of George III., who was the son of Frederick Prince of Wales, who was the son of George II., who was the son of George I., who was the son of the Princess Sophia, who was the daughter of the Princess Elizabeth, who was the daughter of

James I., who was the son of Mary Queen of Scots, who was the daughter of James V. of Scotland, who was the son of Margaret Queen of Scotland, who was the daughter of Elizabeth Queen of England, who was the daughter of Edward IV., who was the son of Richard Duke of York, who was the son of Anne Countess of Cambridge, who was the daughter of Roger Mortimer Earl of March, who was the son of Philippa Countess of March, who was the daughter of Lionel Duke of Clarence, who was the son of Edward III., who was the son of Edward II., who was the son of Edward I., who was the son of Henry III., who was the son of John, who was the son of Henry II., who was the son of Matilda, who was the son of Henry I., who was the son of William the Conquerer.

We now give the descent, beginning with the Conqueror, in the following table :1. William I.

15. Edward IV. 2. Henry I.

16, Elizabeth, married Henry VII. 3. Matilda, Empress of Germany. 17. Margaret, Queen of Scotland. 4. Henry II.

18. James V. of Scotland. 5. John.

19. Mary, Queen of Scots. 6. Henry III.

20. James I. of England. 7. Edward I.

21. Elizabeth, married Elector Palatine 8. Edward II.

22. Sophia, married Elector of Hanover 9. Edward III.

23. George I. of England. 10. Lionel, Duke of Clarence.

24. George II.
11. Philippa, Countess of March.

25. Frederick, Prince of Wales.
12. Roger Mortimer, Earl of March. 26. George III.
13. Anne, Countess of Cambridge. 27. Edward, Duke of Kent.
14. Richard, Duke of York,

28. Victoria I,

Willie Morden; or, a Young Scholar's Difficulties

in School.

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ILLIE now began to get used to his school, and

did not feel frightened every time he went, as he did for the first few days. There are many trials in our lives that, when they are before us, we do not see how we can possibly get through; but when we have passed them, we laugh at ourselves

for allowing them to scare us. So it was with Willie Morden. He now began to take an interest in the school, and, as he was an industrious boy, he soon rose to a high position in his class.

He grew bolder and bolder every day, till one would have scarce known he was the same boy as the timid child who a few weeks ago was admitted into the school. His mother had often warned him against going with bad boys, and he had never yet been tempted to disobey her, because he was afraid of them. As he, however, saw more of them, and played with them, he did not think they were so bad as he thought them, and that his mother was wrong to think so ill of them.

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Now there is nothing these bad boys like so much as a fight. They therefore arranged together that one of them, named Joe Gardner, should challenge Willie to fight, and that others, who should appear to be his friends, should urge him on by telling him he was sure to beat, and that it would be cowardly to run away.

One day, therefore, as he was coming out of school, these bad boys gathered round him, and one of them told him that Joe Gardner had been calling him names, and that if he were Willie he would not stand it. Willie said he did not mind what names Joe Gardner called him, that his mother had told him not to fight, and that he should go home at once. Then Joe Gardner ran up to him, shook his fist in his face, called him a coward and a spooney, and said he should not go home till he liked to let him. Finding this had no effect on him, he struck him a blow in the face, and accused him of calling him names.

Willie was a brave and high-spirited boy, and could not endure such treatment as this, so he struck at his assailant again, and hit him in the breast. This was just what these bad boys wanted: and so they gathered round the two that were fighting, eagerly watching which was getting the best of it. The result was not long doubtful, for Willie was not used to fighting and Joe Gardner was, so that he soon struck Willie a violent blow on the nose, which made the blood stream out. He then left him alone, and Willie went home, crying bitterly, his hands and face daubed with blood.

When his mother had washed this away, she enquired how it was that he came home in such a condition. Willie told his tale fairly and truly, and his mother could not blame him for what he had done when he was in bad company, but she blamed him very much for going in bad company. We cannot touch pitch without soiling our hands; and we cannot go

into bad company without injuring our characters. “Evil communications" (that is, being in the company of wicked people) "corrupt good manners.

At the same time, bad boys must be taught that they cannot strike other boys when they like for their amusement, and so Joe Gardner found the next morning when he came to school. He was well punished for what he had done; and afterwards,

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when he felt inclined to interfere with Willie, he remembered this punishment, and let him alone. As for Willie, he made up his mind to have nothing more to do with him or his companions, which was the wisest resolution he could have formed under the circumstances.

ABSENCE OF MIND.—Sir Isaac Newton, finding himself extremely cold one evening in winter, drew his chair very close to the grate, in which a large fire had recently been lighted. By degrees, the fire having been completely kindled, Sir Isaac felt the heat becoming unbearable, and wrung his bell with unusual violence. His servant was not at hand at the moment, but he soon made his appearance. By this time Sir Isaac was almost roasted. “Remove the grate, you lazy rascal !” he exclaimed in a tone of irritation very uncommon with him; remove the grate before I am burnt to death !" “And pray, master," said the servant, “would it not be better for you to draw back your chair?” Upon my word!” said Sir Isaac, smiling, “I thought of that.”

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Cditor's Examinations.

Answers should reach the Editor by the 10th instant. They should

be written on only one side of the paper, and should not contain a larger number of words than would fill one half or three-quarters of a page of this Magazine. Each answer should be signed by the writer. One or two of the best answers will be inserted, and lists given of the others in order of merit.

Questions for this month. 1. Write a life of Edward the Black Prince. 2. Write out, in your best handwriting, the poem you like best. (The second paper will be classified according to the merits of

the handwriting.)

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