and children.

While the wolves are tearing me to pieces, you can drive on with all haste and escape."

The Count was very unwilling to accept this noble proposal; but he finally consented, and solemnly vowed to the servant that, if he sacrificed his life for their safety, he would constantly provide for his family. The servant accordingly dismounted, went back and met the wolves, and was speedily devoured by them. The Count reached the gates of Zator in safety, and not only did he keep his word by providing for the family of his servant, but caused a monument to be erected to his memory, bearing the inscription, "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."

Count-a foreign title equivalent to that of Earl. Hence we call the wife of an Earl a Countess.

Vienna on the Danube, is the capital of Austria, and one of the most elegant cities on the Continent.

Cracow on the Vistula, in the province of Galicia, was formerly the capital of Poland, and more recently of a small republic which was annexed to Austria in 1846.

The Carpathian Mountains-between Hungary and Galicia, form part of the great watershed of Europe, separating the basin of the Danube from those of the Vistula and Dniester. The range must be crossed in travelling directly between Vienna and Cracow. Zator-a town a few miles from Cracow.

QUESTIONS.

Name the principal animals of the dog kind. What is their food? What does the wolf become when much hunted? How does the wolf retreat when discovered? How does he conceal his track? What does he do when he has escaped? What does he show in securing his pray? Give an example. When are wolves most rapacious? What will they do on such occasions? Who were once chased by a pack?

Where did this occur? What made them more savage than usual? Who I was with the Count? What did he propose to do? What became of the horse? What did the servant next propose? On what condition? What did the Count promise? What became of this noble servant? What was erected in memory of this incident? What inscription was on the monument?

Spell the Comparative and Superlative degree of these adjectives-red, sweet, thin, big, broad, fat, deep, sad, wise, safe, serene, dry, happy, lovely, gay, coy.

DICTATION.

The wolves came down in hordes. The miser hid his hoard in a safer place. We heard the lowing of the herd. Did you ever behold a lovelier scene? I have never seen a sadder sight. Put on a pair of thinner shoes. Who has got the ripest pear? Pass through the broadest gate. John has an awkward gait. This dress is made of the coarsest woollen cloth. The safest course is to remain here.

XXIV.-SUMMER.

Bask'-ing, lying in the sunshine.

Ca'se-ment, window-frame.

Dap'pled, spotted.

Em'-e-rald, green.

Ge-ra'-ni-um, a kind of flower.

In'-cense, perfume.

Ma'ze, labyrinth.

Mu'se, meditate.
Nur'se, cherish.

Po'-sies, bunches of flowers.
Rus'-tic, made of rough wood.
Swath, line of grass cut by the
scythe.

Ur'-chins, children.

'Tis June the merry, smiling June

'Tis blushing summer now:

The rose is red, the bloom is dead,
The fruit is on the bough.
The bird-cage hangs upon the wall
Amid the clustering vine;
The rustic seat is in the porch
Where honeysuckles twine.

The rosy ragged urchins play
Beneath the glowing sky;
They scoop the sand, or gaily chase
The bee that buzzes by.

The household spaniel flings his length
Beneath the sheltering wall;
The panting sheep-dog seeks the spot
Where leafy shadows fall.

The petted kitten frisks among
The bean-flowers' fragrant maze
Or basking, throws her dappled form
To catch the warmest rays.

The opened casements, flinging wide,
Geraniums give to view;

With choicest posies ranged between,
Still wet with morning dew.

The mower whistles o'er his toil,
The emerald grass must yield;
The scythe is out, the swath is down,
There's incense in the field.
Oh! how I love to calmly muse
In such an hour as this!

To nurse the joy that nature gives
In purity and bliss!-Eliza Cook.

Pronounce and distinguish the following words-in'cense, incen'se lose, loose; cluster, cloister; spaniel, Spaniard; casement, casemate flagrant, fragrant; legion, legend.

DICTATION.

The boy was guilty of a flagrant act of cruelty. Fragrant incense filled the church. The father was incensed at his son's misconduct. The grapes grew in clusters round the walls of the cloister. The Spaniards were fated to lose their American possessions. Let loose the spaniel upon them. The soldiers hurried to the casemates of the fortress. The casements rattled in the wind. A soldier of the legion lay dying in Algiers. The old man told us a curious legend.

[THE mountains in the Arctic regions are always covered with snow, and from their summits long, sluggish streams of ice, called glaciers, are constantly creeping down the ravines into the valleys. When these ice-streams reach the coast and project into the sea, vast blocks are broken off by the waves, and drift southward into warmer waters, where they gradually melt away. Such floating masses are called icebergs, or ice-mountains, and are very dangerous to ships. The sailors, whose dangerous position on an iceberg is described in the following narrative, were rescued by a passing vessel.]

A LOUD, fearful crash was heard the stout ship shook and trembled in every timber. I was thrown, as were all near me, to the deck with stunning force. Shrieks

and cries arose from every part of the ship, and the watch below came hurrying up on deck, many without their clothes. All was dismay and confusion. The terrific noise of the wind, and of the sea dashing over the ship, added to the cries of distress, almost drowned the voices of the officers, who were rushing here and there in vain efforts to restore order.

Many of the people, in their fright, sprang overboard, and were instantly swallowed up by the waves. The ship rose and fell with tremendous force, and the loud crashing forward showed that her strong bows had been cracked like a nut. She had struck against an iceberg!

Then arose a terrific cry that the vessel was sinking and that all was lost. Jumping on the forecastle, my comrades and I ran along the bowsprit, whence we

dropped down, one by one, upon a part of the iceberg which the waves did not reach. The ice was very rough, and we were thus enabled to scramble up, perfectly clear of the sea.

Several others attempted to follow our example, and the marines, obedient to their orders, commenced firing on them. The flash of their muskets showed the whole dreadful scene for an instant; and never will it be effaced from my memory.

The ship lay with her bow run high upon the berg. The dark ocean and the white crested waves dashed over her stern. There stood a mass of human beings, in all the attitudes of despair and dismay. Then again, above our heads rose the white shining iceberg, which at every flash of the muskets seemed to glow with flames of fire; the bright light danced from pinnacle to pinnacle, and far into the hollow caverns of its huge sides.

Slowly at last the proud ship glided from the icy shelf on which she had been cast, down into the far depths of the ocean; and all that had remained in her were ingulfed beneath the greedy waves. No helping hand could we offer to any of our shipmates. In another instant, as we gazed where our ship had been, a blank was before us.

I can scarcely picture the horrors of that night; I would fain indeed forget them, but that is impossible. We had preserved our lives for the present; but what could we further expect than to die of hunger? We had also read and heard enough of icebergs to know that, as they are driven to the southern seas, they rapidly melt away.

Morning at last dawned; and what a change from the previous day! Then, all had been storm and gloom; now, all around was calm, beautiful, and bright. Before the sun rose, the whole eastern sky was glowing with an