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What is meant by an angel beside life's toilsome way? What does the angel say?

XXXV. ORTHOEPY.

L and r are trills. L is made by causing the sides of the tongue to vibrate; -r by causing the tip to vibrate. L frequently constitutes an unaccented syllable, especially in the termination le.

A vowel is peculiarly affected when followed by r, or rr, if not followed by another vowel. Thus: in the words air and in err, fir, odor, burn, myrrh, the vowels have sounds which are not used in any other combinations. Some speakers make a difference between the vowels in bird and burn, but the general custom is to pronounce the û like the i. In the word thrust, the r is trilled, while some speakers trill r in many other words. Cultured speakers differ in their pronunciation of r and the vowels which precede it. But there should be no disputing about tastes.

Phonic Drill, No. 7.

Sound the following words: Sulphur, parent, zephyr,

there, care, fair, separate.

XXXVI. HOW TO BE HAPPY.

1. A boon of inestimable worth is a calm, thankful heart-a treasure that few, very few possess. We once met an old man whose face was a mixture of smiles and sunshine. Wherever he went, he succeeded in making everybody about him as pleasant as himself.

2. Said we one day-for he was one of that delightful class whom everybody feels privileged to be related to-"Uncle, uncle, how is it that you contrive to be so happy? Why is your face so cheerful, when so many thousands are craped over with a most uncomfortable gloominess?"

3. "My dear young friend," he answered, with his placid smile, "I am even as others, afflicted with infirmities. I have had my share of sorrow-some would say more-but I have found out the secret of being happy, and it is this, 'Forget self.'

4. "Until you do that, you can lay but little claim to a cheerful spirit. Forget what manner of man you are, and think more with, rejoice more for your neighbors. If I am poor, let me look upon my richer friend, and in estimating his blessings, forget my privations.

5. "If my neighbor is building a house, let me watch with him its progress, and think, 'Well, what a comfortable place it will be, to be sure; how much he may enjoy it with his family.' Thus I have a double pleasure-that of delight in noting the structure as it expands into beauty, and making my neighbor's weal mine. If he has planted a fine garden, I feast my eyes on the flowers, smell their fragrance; could I do more if it were my own?

6.

"Another has a family of fine children; they bless him and are blessed by him; mine are all gone before me; I have none that bear my name; shall I, therefore, envy my neighbor his lovely children? No; let me enjoy their innocent smiles with him; let me forget myself. my tears when they were put away in darkness; or if I weep, may it be for joy that God took them untainted to dwell with His holy angels forever.

7. "Believe an old man when he says there . is great pleasure in living for others. The heart of the selfish man is like a city full of crooked lanes. If a generous thought from some glorious temple strays in there, woe to it—it is lost. It wanders about and wanders about, until enveloped in darkness; as the mist of

selfishness gathers around, it lies down upon some cold thought to die, and is shrouded in oblivion.

8. "So, if you would be happy, shun selfishness; do a kindly deed for this one, speak a kindly word for another. He who is constantly giving pleasure, is constantly receiving it. The little river gives to the great ocean, and the more it gives the faster it runs. Stop its flowing, and the hot sun would dry it up till it would be but filthy mud sending forth bad odors and corrupting the fresh air of Heaven. Keep your heart constantly traveling on errands of mercy -it has feet that never tire, hands that cannot be overburdened, eyes that never sleep; freight its hands with blessings, direct its eyes, it matters not how narrow your sphere, to the nearest object of suffering, and relieve it.

9. "I say, my dear young friend, take the word of an old man for it, who has tried every known panacea and found all to fail except this golden rule, 'Forget self, and keep the heart busy for others.""

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Topical Review.

What is it that is an inestimable boon? What is the secret of being happy? How should we look at the prosperity of another? What is the heart of a selfish man like?

XXXVII. LIFE AND IMMORTALITY.

I.

O ye wild groves, O where is now your bloom?—
The Muse interprets thus his tender thought—
Your flowers, your verdure, and your balmy gloom,
Of late so grateful in the hour of drought?

Why do the birds, that song and rapture brought,
To all your bowers, their mansions now forsake?

Ah! why has fickle chance this ruin wrought?
For now the storm howls mournful through the brake,
And the dead foliage flies in many a shapeless flake.

II.

Where now the rill, melodious, pure and cool,

And meads with life and mirth and beauty crowned? Ah! see the unsightly slime and sluggish pool

Have all the solitary vale embrowned;

Fled each fair form, and mute each melting sound; The raven croaks forlorn on naked spray.

And hark! the river, bursting every mound,

Down the vale thunders, and with wasteful sway
Uproots the grove and rolls the shattered rocks away.

III.

Yet such the destiny of all on earth:

So flourishes and fades majestic man.
Fair is the bud his vernal morn brings forth,
And fostering gales awhile the nursling fan.
O smile, ye heavens, serene; ye mildews wan,

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