nan who was to be the inspiring genius, the controlling spirit of the attempt.

After visiting the Trades' Department, we were invited to dine, and being anxious to learn how the boys were fed, signified a wish to be present at their meal. Of course we expected to see

Ranged at either end of the splendid refectory, were the Rector, and the other Brothers in charge of the establishment,

The work called for one filled with the spirit of abnegation, willing to labor unremittingly, prepared to bear the rebuffs of the evil-disposed and the sneers of the in- them well treated, but we were not precredulous; one to whom discouragement pared for the agreeable surprise which was a stranger, and wavering unknown. was in store for us. This man among men, this pioneer of one of the greatest works which charity ever fostered or philanthropy ever encouraged was the late Dr. L. Silliman Ives. The partaking of precisely the same food as life of this eminently true friend of human- the youthful inmates under their charge. ity was well and appropriately noticed in a late number of the MONTHLY. We cannot improve on the sketch, and will speak only of the crowning work of his well-spent and happily terminated career. The Protectory buildings as they stand at present, are among the finest in the country, of a style peculiar, yet interesting, and admirably adapted for the purposes intended.

This, in itself, is sufficient evidence to our mind that the boys are made feel that they are not looked down upon, and that so long as they conduct themselves properly, shall they be treated, not as servants, but as friends, by their excellent teachers.

Before partaking of meals, these children recite in common the Angelus; and never shall we forget the impression reThe class-rooms, workshops, refectory, ceived, on seeing so many youths who, chapel, infirmary, dormitories and study if left to themselves, would have become halls are all that could be desired. We fire-brands in society, burdens to themventure to assert that, for comfort, taste and convenience, these apartments are unsurpassed by those of any similar institution in America.

It is quite amusing and instructive to see the inmates of the Protectory at work in the various departments. There is an air of contentment and self-reliance noticeable, quite in keeping with the true character of these young lads, so frequently stigmatized as vagrants.

The Rector, Brother Teliow, is quite correct in his ideas as to the beneficial results to be derived from manual and skilled labor, properly directed.

selves, and sores on the body politic, thus trained not only to become expert mechanics and skilled artisans, but, above all, good Christians. Where religion is the foundation, a superstructure of any dimensions may be raised, but, where her benign influence is wanting, all success is but apparent, all morality chimer'cl.

And what are the results of a training so eminently proper, and founded on the experience of the closest study of human nature? Does the prominence thus given to religious training interfere with the success of the financial prosperity of the Protectory? Does it prevent the insti It makes the inmates feel a certain tution from taking a leading position in laudable pride, that they contribute to establishments of its class? Have the their own support, and likewise enables an expectations of the Board of Managers institution of this kind, but partially and the just demands of an interested assisted by the State, to defray its im- public been realized? Let figures speak mense expenses. for themselves.

Six years ago, the Protectory pos- We cannot conclude this brief notice sessed not one foot of land, and was without calling especial attention to the carried on in tenement buildings. To- efforts being now made to introduce, on day the institution has property valued a large scale, the noble art of printing. at over Six Hundred Thousand Dollars A spacious apartment for this purpose is ($600,000), with less than one-third of now being fitted up, with all modern this amount remaining unsettled, a great improvements; and, from the specimens portion of this having been paid from which were furnished us of what the boys the earnings of the Protectory itself. have already done, we may expect this branch of industry to rank, ere long, on an equal footing with any in the Protectory.

Nor is it merely in this local connection that the Protectory, is intended to do good. Many of these young lads being trained to the proper cultivation of the soil, will afterward become most acceptable acquisitions to our unsettled Western country.

If we may judge of the happiness and contentment enjoyed in the Protectory from the small number who abscond, we freely admit from a knowledge of the question, that there is not even a literary institution of the country which can show so small a percentage of elopers.

Out of the entire number received in the Reformatory during the year 1869. there were not over twenty who made their escape. And be it remembered that during all this time there was no inclosure around the grounds, this having been erected only within the last few months, after the completion of the new building.

After viewing all that was to be seen, we took leave of the esteemed rector. While returning from our most agreeable visit, the queen of night peered above the fleecy clouds, and gave a magnificent view of the grand pile of buildings which we have attempted to describe. Looking to the beautiful firmament we could not help exclaiming:

O, Spirit of the Immortal Ives! from thy throne above look down upon the work which has purchased thee a crown. Intercede that this undertaking, so dear to thy heart, may be perpetuated. Bless the noble men who emulate thy example, and favor with success the efforts of those who, following in thy footsteps, hope for thy reward.

A noble instance of professional de- to show signs of life. The physician, votion lately occurred at Bercy, near already half dead with his efforts, found Paris. Dr. Launessan, of that place, it necessary to continue to fan the flickerwas called in to the help of a young wo- ing flame of his patient's life. But every man who was taken out of the river Seine breath that added a chance to her life for dead. After trying all other modes brought him nearer to the end of his, of restoration, the doctor had recourse and at last he triumphed over the death. to the expiration of his own breath for he was fighting in another, only to yield reviving her vital action. He continued to it himself, and he sank by the side of his exertion upon the lungs of the patient his revived patient, himself a corpse. for two hours, and at length she began

PENITENT.

BY CELT.

VOL. IV-10.

To Thee 'neath whose infinite sway
Ten thousand worlds obedient lie;
Whose will the sun and stars obey,
Whose realm is earth and sea and sky.
Who with Thy presence fills all space,
Whose wisdom doth all things perceive,
Whose power is felt in every place,
From whom all blessings we receive.
Whose reign beginning never saw,
To whom no end shall ever be,
Whose voice is wide creation's law,
Who'll rule thro' all eternity.
Around whose throne the angels bend,

And prostrate saints adoring fall,
Whose steps the heavenly host attend
Creator, Ruler, God of all!

Yet who came down upon our earth,
Laying glories all for man aside-
And 'neath a stable's roof had birth,
And on a cross, in suffering died.
Lord! at Thy feet I, kneeling low,
Forgiveness of my sins do seek,
And beg of Thee, Thy mercy show
To one so lowly, poor and weak.
Thy graces, boundless as the sea,
Thou promised freely to bestow
On all who'd show their trust in Thee,
And make repentance here below.

Magdalen, sinful, erring child,

Thou didst not cleave to blank despair;

But, looking down, divinely smiled,

And listened to her earnest prayer.

While she who came to mock the power,
And scorn the Son of God above;
Thy look so changed that from that hour
Her heart was filled with purest love.

And when on Calvary's sacred height
Thou heardst the thief's repentant sighs,
And promised that "that very night

He'd rest with thee in Paradise."

I, too, have oft thy laws transgressed,
And from the "narrow pathway" strayed;
But now, with sense of guilt oppressed,
I, lowly kneeling, ask Thine aid.
Help me from out the sinful ways

To which mine erring steps incline;
And thro' the balance of my days

Let Thy will, Lord, be ever mine.
Grant me the gifts of Faith and Hope,
And Charity, toward all to feel!
Grant me the strength 'gainst sin to cope,
Which robs the soul of future weal!

Grant I may live that when I die,
And 'fore the judgment throne appear,
I may behold Thy searching eye
With spirit pure and conscience clear!

woman sat thus at the door of a little low house in the street of Manneville; with a feeble and palsied hand she unwound a skein of blue cotton, but no song passed her faded lips. She was too old and wearied for the effort.

"Is it ready, Aunt Andrine ?" asked a man's voice within.

Forty odd years had gone by, and Manneville was much the same as ever. It was rather less agricultural than it had been under the First Napoleon's reign, but then it had a good deal less of fighting than in those days of epic victories. It had also taken to weaving, and become a cotton district. From five in the morning till ten at night you could hear the click of the loom in its long, lonely street; and in the summer time the old women who sat by their open doors crooning endless songs were The loom in the room within ceased its unwinding cotton for the labor of the labor, and Alexis came forth and stood young. Strength was spent and gone, looking at his great-aunt at the threshbut patience and useless time were theirs old. This was not the Alexis who had come back from the wars with his arm in On a calm summer evening an aged a sling-he had been dead some years,

still.

"Not yet, Alexis," feebly answered Andrine, who, since Maitre Blondel's death, had been living with her late nephew's son.

but his second son, a handsome, bright-
haired young Norman, who worked hard
and supported his mother, his great-aunt
and two little twin sisters, who had most
inopportunely made their appearance six
months before his father's death, by his
labor. He was a gay, frank-looking
young fellow, with a little touch of red
in his air, and a spark ever ready to kindle
in his blue
eye. He looked tenderly at
his great-aunt, and, taking the cotton
from her hand, he said:

brooms, coffee and list slippers, appeared there in seductive profusion; for this was the shop of Manneville, its only one, and almost every thing that Manneville needed that shop could supply. And here, for forty odd years, Annette had been making money, and the more she made the more she craved, said the little censorious world round her. This shop Alexis now entered. It was vacant. He walked on to a cold and bare-looking kitchen behind; that, too, was empty;

"Go in and rest, Aunt; Annette shall then, looking through a dull window do that." into a little court-yard, beyond which "But Annette must be paid," said An- stood an out-house, whence came the drine, lookig frightened. click of a loom, he said aloud, work for you, Annette."

"Of course she must," replied Alexis.
"And she will not give credit."
"Do I ask it,,aunt ?"

"But Alexis, my boy, think of the money; and we are so many, and it all falls on thee, and I am useless and a burden"

"And I am the best weaver in Manneville," interrupted Alexis, whose fault was not excess of modesty; "so I say you shall unwind no more cotton from this day forth, and that old miser Annette shall work for us."

Andrine was going to utter another feeble remonstrance, but Alexis, who had no time to spare, walked away briskly up the hill, and soon reached the house that had of yore belonged to Denise.

Manneville is one of those places over which years pass and leave no trace, unless when they reckon up into centuries. The houses around this dwelling were all unaltered; and the more striking, therefore, seemed the change which time had wrought in this one. It had been firmly repaired to begin with; then the room below in which old Denise had lived her sad life, had been turned into a shop, and now opened in the street. It was invitingly full of the most varied goods. Sugar, tape, baskets, wooden shoes,

"Here is

"Who is there ?" asked a voice, which came not from the out-house at which Alexis was staring, but from the room up-stairs.

"Leave off counting your gold and come down," said Alexis, a little brusquely; "I bring you money under the shape of work."

"Leave it on the counter, then, for I am not going down just yet," answered Annette's voice: as for my gold I do not keep it here, but in the drawer of the dresser, and if thou choosest to count it for me thou mayst do so."

"Mind, I shall come for this cotton in an hour," replied Alexis, without deigning to notice Annette's taunting remark, and he walked away slamming the shopdoor after him with some temper. If there was a woman in all Manneville whom he hated that woman was An

nette.

She soon came down, took the cotton from the counter, and began unwinding it by the kitchen window, and so she sat in the deepening twilight, till the sound of the loom in the out-house ceased, and a young girl crossed the yard and entered the kitchen.

"Here, finish this, Rose," said An