boy made no reply, but leaped with a loud cry to his father's breast, and the two held each other in a long and close embrace. The officers gazed with deep emotion at this wonderful spectacle, and in the eyes of the general-a dear, good man-glistened tears of joy. "Tell us, my boy, why and how you came hither," he said; "but first be at ease and sit down at the table. You need not hesitate to do so-not if it were a king's table. Your true filial love has earned the honor." The officers were all attention, as Fritz, holding his father's hand, related his story. Their stern bearing became more kindly, and their faces brighter. They could but be pleased with the boy who loved his father so heartily as to come a hundred miles and more to bring him a favorite dish. The old sergeant was wholly lost in joyful emotions, and alternately laughed and wept. When the story was ended, he forgot by whom he was surrounded, and embraced his brave son again and again, pressed hundreds of kisses upon his lips, and asked him many questions, all of which Fritz answered frankly. At a hint from the general, all present left the tent, and the enraptured father remained with his dear boy. An hour after, the general came back, and gave the brave old sergeant a great writing in one hand, and a large purse full of gold pieces in the other. N "Here is your discharge, friend, with a promise of your full pay as a life-long pension; and there is a small present for your worthy son, which we officers have collected. Keep it for him until he is grown and can make good use of it; and now go home to wife and children, who will be greatly rejoiced to see husband and father once more." "O my general, your Grace is too kind," stammered the delighted sergeant, who did not know at what to rejoice most-the condescension of the officers, or the pension, or the wealth of his son Fritz. "How have I earned such favor?" "By your brave conduct during the whole campaign; by the wound which you received in the last battle, and which disables you for your whole life-time; and finally, by your boy, Soldier Fritz. "In him I have seen that you must be a good father. Such a one our king can better use at home than in the field. Go then in peace, old comrade,. and with God's help train all your boys like this one, who is a genuine, true soldier child. Farewell! and do not forget to send Fritz to my regiment when he is large enough to bear arms for his king.” Translated from the German, by J. C. PICKARD. Notes.-A discharge from military service is given either on account of old age, or disability for service from wounds or illness. A discharge with full pay as a pension was the highest honor that could be given for faithful service. Grace is a term of respect used in some countries in addressing those of very high rank. Elocution. -Point out the inflections used in the third and fourth paragraphs on page 39. Mark the emphatic words in the last paragraph of the lesson. Language. - What is meant by the following "A favorite dish." "In good season." "A faint suspicion of the truth began to dawn in his mind." Composition.-Select six points in the story, that seem to be important, and use them as an outline in reproducing the story in your own language. 3.-LITTLE future (füt'yur), time to come. al lūred', tempted; led into danger. be trayed', misled; given into the hands of an enemy by fraud. FEET. maz'eş, confusing places. am bi'tion (bish'un), desire for de lud'ed, led into error. Two little feet, so small that both may nestle Two tender feet upon the untried border Of life's mysterious land. Dimpled, and soft, and pink as peach-tree blossoms How can they walk among the briery tangles, Those white-rose feet, along the doubtful future, Alas! since woman has the heaviest burden, Love for a while will make the path before them Will cull away the brambles, letting only The roses blossom there. But when the mother's watchful eyes are shrouded Away from sight of men, And these dear feet are left without her guiding, How will they be allured, betrayed, deluded— Into what dreary mazes will they wander? Will they go stumbling blindly in the darkness Or find the upland slopes of peace and beauty, Will they go stumbling up ambition's summit, Or in some nameless vale, securely sheltered, Some feet there be which walk life's track unwounded, Which find but pleasant ways; Some hearts there be, to which this life is only. A round of happy days. But they are few. Far more there are who wander Who find their journey full of pains and losses, How shall it be with her, the tender stranger, Before whose unstained feet the world's rude high way Stretches so strange and wide? Ah, who may read the future? For our darling And pray that He who feeds the crying ravens, FLORENCE PERCY. Biography.-Florence Percy (Mrs. Elizabeth Akers Allen) was born in 1832, in the town of Strong, Maine. At an early age, the death of her mother cast a gloom over her young life. The effects of her bereavement may be noticed in an undertone of sadness throughout her writings. Mrs. Allen's career as a writer began at a very early age, with the publication of some verses. The enviable popularity to which she has attained, is due to a tenderness and grace of style, which loses none of its charm even in the treatment of homely subjects. Elocution. What is the feeling or sentiment expressed in this With what tone of voice should it be read? What time and force should be used? poem? The articulation should be clear and crisp. Point out three or four cases in the poem where certain words receive emphasis through repetition. Show the changes in inflection due to contrasts in the fourth stanza. Language. Explain the meaning of the following "The untried borders of life's mysterious land." "The mother's eyes are shrouded away from sight of men." Composition. - Make each stanza the basis of a paragraph, and treat the subject in prose form. Notice the changes that must be made in turning the poetry into prose:-(1.) In the words used. (2.) The arrangement of words in the sentences. 4. MALIBRAN AND THE YOUNG MUSICIAN. pub'lish er, one who sends a book or writing into the world. erown, a piece of money, in value a little more than $1.20. lux'ú ry (lŭk'shụ ry), any thing delightful to the senses. riv'et ed, fixed. myr'i ad, a very great number. N pounds, English money; each tǎl'ent ed, possessing great skill stā'tion, condition of life. deigned (dand), condescended. In a humble room, in one of the poorest streets of London, little Pierre, a fatherless French boy, sat humming by the bedside of his sick mother. There was no bread in the closet, and for the whole day he had not tasted food. Yet he sat humming to keep up his spirits. Still, at times, he thought |