Plied the snouted mole his spade; Still as my horizon grew, O for festal dainties spread, I was monarch: pomp and joy Cheerily, then, my little man, Shall the cool wind kiss the heat. Quick and treacherous sands of sin. es chew', shun; avoid. ar'ti san, workman. Chinese toy, the Chinese toy is often composed of many parts and is hard to understand or to put together. ar chi tec'tur al, relating to building. INDIAN SUMMER JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER FROM gold to gray Our mild sweet day Of Indian summer fades too soon; But tenderly Above the sea Hangs, white and calm, the hunter's moon. In its pale fire, The village spire Shows like the zodiac's spectral lance; The painted walls Whereon it falls Transfigured stand in marble trance! zo'di ac, the so-called zodiacal light, | trans fig'ured, changed in appearsometimes seen near the horizon just after twilight or before dawn. ance. THE POET'S REWARD JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THANKS untraced to lips unknown The traveller owns the grateful sense Of sweetness near, he knows not whence, THE ORIGIN OF ROAST PIG CHARLES LAMB MANKIND, says a Chinese manuscript, which my friend M. was obliging enough to read and explain to me, for the first seventy thousand ages ate their meat raw, clawing or biting it from the animal, just as they do in Abyssinia to this day. This period is not obscurely hinted at by their great Confucius in the second chapter of his Mundane Mutations, where he designates a kind of golden age by the term Cho-fang, literally the Cook's Holiday. The manuscript goes on to say that the art of roasting, or rather broiling (which I take to be the elder brother), was accidentally discovered in the manner following. The swineherd, Ho-ti, having gone out into the woods one morning, as his manner was, to collect mast for his hogs, left his cottage in the care of his eldest son, Bo-bo, a great lubberly boy, who, being fond of playing with fire, as youngsters of his age commonly are, let some sparks escape into a bundle of straw, which, kindling quickly, spread the confla |