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of whooping-cough during the Easter holi- dependent for the education of their childdays, which detained him at home, would ren on their own school. now have been engaged with his studies. One or two mothers, hearing that Mr. He therefore had little to do with the kind, and Miss Brett came from London, were, plain, sensible woman who came to the however, a little disappointed that fancyRectory as governess, determined to do her work was not an accomplishment taught to best for the motherless children.

their daughters, and one or two farmers They all liked her, for she was very

desired Latin and Greek for their sons, wise and cautious, unwilling to control but for these they had still to depend on them more than was necessary for their Shockley. good, and anxious to make Alice look upon Steady work went on in Moor Schoolher as much as a friend as a teacher.

house from nine to four every week-day; Dora, despite schoolroom troubles, was but on Sundays, as Mr. Swayne disliked always at Miss Dawkins' side, chattering Sunday lessons, it was used for little more to her, asking her advice about her toys than a place in which to collect the childand occupations, and making it evident ren, and steady them down for their short that the arrival of the new governess was a

walk to church. pleasant event in her life.

Mr. Swayne would have them learn just As for Gilbert, he pronounced the Collect, more as a prayer for daily use humbug,'—his best form of praise. in the week, than as a task to be repeated;

Moor Thornton, the village of which and then each child was encouraged to Mr. Swayne was Rector, was one of the commit to memory such psalms or hymns prettiest in England. Artists, as they as pleased it best. Sunday should be no passed along that great southern road, day of toil, Mr. Swayne was determined; never guessed at the beauties that a rising neither should the sound of church bells knoll concealed from them. So the grey in the early morning herald a day of duilold church with its yew-walk, the ram- ness and forced religion. bling ivy - covered parsonage, and the So the Church services were short and quaint, newly-built school, still belonged cheerful; very little ones, to whom it was

, entirely to the villagers; and perhaps it a pain to sit still, were discouraged from

well. Mr. Swayne took great attending unless they came as babes in interest in the school; outside he had had their mothers' arms; and such infant worit entirely rebuilt, inside re-formed. A very shippers who had overrated their powers old clerk and his very old wife had for of attention, and who drooped their little many years previously taught the Moor heads in church-time, were, by stringent children to read and write in a tiny in- orders from head-quarters, neither cuffed ventilated cottage called the School-house, nor shaken, but softly pillowed on some bat shortly after Mr. Swayne's appoint- elder child's lap, where they disturbed no ment to the living they had died, and then one, and presently awoke serene and rethis new house was built, and a good freshed. No one slept but infants, howschoolmaster and his sister were installed ever: Mr. Swayne took care of that; he as instructors.

interested the rest so that they must listen, The nearest town, Shockley, was five whether they would or no. miles distant, so the villagers were entirely

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THERE is the Cuckoo ! That is the words as these, every spring, when for

first time I have heard it this year!' | the first time the fresh April wind brings Who does not hear or say some such to their ear the soft cry of Cuc-koo!' which all alike, young and old, rich and So you see that, really, the pleasantest poor, sick and strong, are pleased to bear. part about the cuckoo is its voice telling of

In the picture we have “the Cuckoo's spring and all the gladness that bapry eggs in the Hedge-sparrow's nest,' and time brinys, for neither the mother bird nor if you look at the left-hand corner of the young ones behave quite kindly. Clever the picture you will see through the men, who have closely studied the ways of branches of the tree a bird flying away, birds, have given various reasons for the whose long broad tail tells that it is a curious ways of this cuckoo species, but Cuckoothie mother cuckoo, who has just they have never quite cleared up the diffiplaced her large, speckled egg among the culty; and I think that the best reason we small blue ones of the hedge-sparrow. can give is, that it is their nature to do this, There it will remain warm and safe, under and that as their nature was given then the little hen hedge-sparrow's wing, till by God, there must be soine good and wis it and the sparrow's eggs are hatched.

. reason for it, though eren the cleverest of Then the birdies will all open wiile their us cannot find out what that reason is. beaks for food, and the father and mother

K. W. hedge-sparrow will work hard to feed them, flying backwards and forwards with the

MANNERS AND CUSTOMS OF THE EAST. daintiest worms they can pick up, of which by far the greater part will find their way

EAR-RINGS AND NOSE-RINGS. into the iarge throat of the young cuckoo. Now, after such care as this from its

LAR-RINGS were made and used in helge-sparrow foster-parents, how do you

old times, in the East. Among the think the young cuckoo shows its gratitude? Jews they were worn by women only, but Why it manages to push its poor young

in other nations they were worn by men foster-brothers and sisters, one by one, out

also. The women often wore a ring to of the nest; nor is it satisfied till it has by hang from the nose. These were made vi this means secured for itself the whole of gold or silver. Rich women also wore a th nest and the whole of the mother necklace of gold and pearls. Strings of hedge-sparrow's care.

pearls hung from the girdle. Bracelets of The way it gains its end is by working gold and coral reached from their wrists to itself under the little bird it wants to get

their elbows. Round the ankles they wore rid of, and when that is safely on its back large loose rings of hollow gold. In sume the cuckoo shuffles backwards to the edge parts of the East they still wear there of the nest, and then with a jerk sends the things, and little bells are set upon the poor, young, unifledged sparrow over, to be ankle-rings, which tinkle as they walki killed most probably by its fall to the

Native children in India have lately lazu ground; or if it survives that, to die from decoyed from their homes and murdered cold and exposure.

The hedge-sparrow's for the sake of the rings on their arms nest is not the only one which the cuckoo

and ankles. Better than all these file makes use of for its eggs, though it is the things, St. Peter tells us, “is a meek and one it most frequently chooses. The yellow- quiet spirit, which is, in the sight of God, hammer, the wagtail, and the meadow-tit- of great price. lark, are also sometimes chosen.



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praised the windmill and my little brother's SPEAK GENTLY.

ingenuity, and he seemed happy and forget

ful of any unkind word, and I resolved, as LEASE help me for one I had many times before, to be always more minute, sister.

loving and gentle. Oh! don't disturb

A few days passed by, and the shadow me; I'm reading,' was of a great sorrow darkened our dwellingthe answer.

The joyous laugh and noisy glee were hushed, ‘But just hold this

and our merry boy lay in a darkened room, stick, won't you, while I with anxious faces around him, his cheeks drive this pin through?' | flushed, and his eyes unnaturally bright.

'I can't now; I want. In one of the deceitful calms in his disease

to finish this story,' said he heard the noise of his little wheel, and I, and my little brother turned away with said to me, 'I hear my windmill.' a disappointed look, in search of somebody Does it make your head ache?' I asked. else to assist him.

Shall we take it down ?' He was a bright boy of six years, and “Oh, no l'he replied. It seems as if I my only brother.

He had been visiting a were out of doors, and it makes me feel young friend, and had seen a windmill, better. Don't you remember, Mary, that I and as soon as he came home he set to

wanted you to help me to fix it, and you work to make a small one; and now it only were reading, and told me you couldn't ? needed putting together to complete it, and But it didn't make any difference, for his sister had refused to help him, and he mother helped me.' had gone away with his heart saddened. Oh! how sadly these words fell upon my I thought of this in the fifteen minutes

ears, and what bitter memoriesthey awakened! after he had left, and the book gave me no How I repented, as I kissed little Frank's pleasure. It was not intentional unkindness, forehead, that I had ever spoken unkindly only thoughtlessness; for I loved my brother, to him. Hours.of sorrow went by, and we and was generally kind to him, still I had watched by his couch, hope growing fainter refused to help him: I would have gone and anguish deeper, until one week from after him and given him the help he needed, the morning on which he spoke of his but I knew he had found some one else.

childish sports we closed his eyes, once so Yet I had neglected an opportunity of sparkling, and folded his hands over his gladdening a childish heart.

heart, which had ceased to beat. In half an hour he came bounding into He sleeps now in the grave, and home is. the house, exclaiming, Come, Mary, I've desolate, but his little windmill, the work got it up; just see how it goes !

of bis busy hands, is still whirling in the His tones were joyous, and I saw that he breeze, just where he placed it, upon the had forgotten my petulance, so I deter

roof of the wood-shed ; and every time I mined to atone by unusual kindness. I

see the tiny arms revolving I remember went with him, and sure enough, on the the lost little Frank, and I remember, also, roof of the wood-house was fastened a minia

the thoughtless, the unkind words. ture windmill, and the arms were whirling around fast enough to suit any boy. I



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