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ago in order that that coal might be formed.-Professor Roscoe.

QUESTIONS.

Who was George Stephenson? Where was he born? When did he die? What did he invent? What did he construct? When was the first railroad opened in England? What did George once ask a friend? What was the reply? What did George say really drove the train Where is coal found? What was it originally? What do plants require

for growth? Why would a plant die in a dark cellar? What is the food of plants? Where do they get it? What enables them to decompose the carbonic acid? What must they use up in the process? When is this force given out again? Was Stephenson's remark about the train correct?

Spell the present participle of drive, live, produce, shoe, play, fancy, see, agree, try, convey, shine, force, blame, betray, lie, vie.

DICTATION.

Never do a mean action. The queen advanced with a haughty mien. What does he mean? Let us hic to the mountains. This hill is high, but that one is higher. A servant works for hire. They wait outside of the prisoner's cell. Do you sell coals by weight? The coals are in the cellar; ask the seller to weigh a ton, and then come away home. Give the child a piece of bread. Better peace than war.

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[HENRY I. was the youngest son of William the Conqueror, and brother of William Rufus, whom he succeeded. He reigned from 1100 to 1135.]

KING HENRY I. went over to Normandy with his son Prince William and a great retinue, to have the prince acknowledged as his successor by the Norman nobles, and to contract the promised marriage between him and the daughter of the Count of Anjou. Both these things were done with great show and rejoicing; and the whole company prepared to embark for home.

When all was ready, there came to the King, FitzStephen, a sea-captain, and said: "My liege, my father served your father all his life, upon the sea. He steered the ship with the golden boy upon the prow, in which your father sailed to conquer England. I beseech you to grant me the same office. I have a fair vessel in the harbour here, called the White Ship, manned by fifty, sailors of renown. I pray you, Sire, to let your servant. have the honour of steering you to England.”

"I am sorry, friend," replied the King, "that my vessel is already chosen, and that I cannot therefore sail with the son of the man who served my father. But the prince, with all his company, shall go along with you,' in the fair White Ship, manned by the fifty sailors of renown."

An hour or two afterwards, the King set sail in the vessel he had chosen, accompanied by other vessels, and, sailing all night with a fair and gentle wind, arrived upon the coast of England in the morning. While it was yet night, the people in some of the King's ships heard a faint wild cry come over the sea, and wondered what it

was.

Prince William went aboard the White Ship with one hundred and forty youthful nobles like himself, among whom were eighteen noble ladies of the highest rank. All this gay company, with their servants and the fifty sailors, made three hundred souls.

"Give three casks of wine, Fitz-Stephen," said the prince, "to the fifty sailors of renown. My father the King has sailed out of the harbour. What time is there to make merry here, and yet reach England with the rest?"

"Prince," said Fitz-Stephen, "before morning my fifty

and the White Ship shall overtake the swiftest vessel in attendance on your father, if we sail at midnight."

Then the prince commanded to make merry; and the sailors drank out the three casks of wine; and the prince and all the noble company danced in the moonlight on the deck of the White Ship.

When, at last, she shot out of the harbour of Barfleur, there was not a sober seaman on board. But the sails were all set and the oars all going merrily, Fitz-Stephen at the helm.

The gay young nobles, and the beautiful ladies, wrapped up in mantles of various bright colours to protect them from the cold, talked, laughed, and sang. The prince encouraged the fifty sailors to row harder yet, for the honour of the White Ship.

Crash! a terrific cry broke from three hundred hearts. It was the cry the people in the distant vessels of the King heard faintly on the water. The White Ship had

struck upon a rock and was going down!

few nobles.

Fitz-Stephen hurried the prince into a boat with some "Push off," he whispered, "and row to the land. It is not far, and the sea is smooth. The rest of us must die."

But, as they rowed away fast from the sinking ship, the prince heard the voice of his sister Marie calling for help. He never in his life had been so good as he was then. He cried, in an agony, "Row back at any risk! I cannot bear to leave her!

They rowed back. As the prince held out his arms to catch his sister, such numbers leaped in that the boat was upset. And in the same instant the White Ship went down.

Only two men floated-a nobleman, named Godfrey,

and Berold, a poor butcher of Rouen. They both clung to the main yard of the ship, which had broken from the mast, and now supported them.

By-and-by another man came swimming toward them, whom they knew, when he pushed aside his long wet hair, to be Fitz-Stephen. When he heard that the prince and all his retinue had gone down, Fitz-Stephen, with a ghastly face, cried, "Woe, woe to me!" and sank to the bottom.

The other two clung to the yard for some hours. At length the young noble said faintly, "I am exhausted, and chilled with the cold, and can hold no longer. Farewell, good friend! God preserve you!" So he dropped and sank, and of all the brilliant crowd, the poor butcher of Rouen alone was saved. In the morning, some fishermen saw him floating in his sheep-skin coat, and got him into their boat, the sole relater of the dismal tale.

For three days no one dared to carry the intelligence to the King; at length they sent into his presence a little boy, who, weeping bitterly, and kneeling at his feet, told him that the White Ship was lost with all on board.

The King fell to the ground like a dead man, and never afterwards was seen to smile.-Charles Dickens.

QUESTIONS.

Who was Henry I.? Whom did he succeed? How long did he reign? Why ⚫ did he go to Normandy? Who went with him? Who came to the King before he embarked to return to England? What did Fitz-Stephen request? Why? Why did the King not grant his request? Who were permitted to go in the White Ship? How many people were on board? What did they do before setting sail? When did the White Ship leave Barfleur? In what condition were the crew?

What did the people in the King's ships hear during the night? What caused that terrible cry? How did Fitz-Stephen try to save the prince? Why did the prince return to the wreck? What happened then? Who floated after the others had sunk? What became of Fitz-Stephen? Who alone was saved? How Who carried the sad news to Henry? What effect had it on him? In what year did this happen?

Spell the present participle of drop, droop, steer, stir, ship, shop, nan, moan, shut, shout, wrap, leap, float, swim, kneel, set, seat, sit.

DICTATION.

This ship is a fast sailer. The sailors, shouting and cheering, were swimming round the ship. The poor butcher was the sole survivor. There were three hundred souls on board. To-morrow is Glasgow Fair. If it is fair we will go by train; and my father will pay the fare. He looked faint and ill; but his illness was a mere feint. Wrap the cloak round you, and rap at the door.

XIII. HE NEVER SMILED AGAIN.

Blent, mingled.'

Bo'rne, supported.

Fes'-tal, joyous.

Glo'-ri-ous, splendid.

Min'-strels, musicians.

Reck'-less, thoughtless.

Sta'te-ly, dignified.

Stra'in, portion of a tune.
Swe'ep-ing, dashing.
Toŭ'r-ney, tournament.
Tra'in, company.

Vic'-tor, conqueror.

Vows, promises of affection.

Wept, mourned for.

THE bark that held a prince went down,
The sweeping waves rolled on;

And what was England's glorious crown
To him that wept a son?

He lived-for life may long be borne
Ere sorrow break its chain;

Why comes not death to those who mourn?-
He never smiled again!

There stood proud forms around his throne,
The stately and the brave;

But which could fill the place of one,--
That one beneath the wave?
Before him passed the young and fair,

In pleasure's reckless train;

But seas dashed o'er his son's bright hair :-
He never smiled again!

He sat where festal bowls went round,

He heard the minstrels sing;

He saw the tourney's victor crowned
Amidst the knightly ring:

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