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THE DOG.

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For Parley's Magazine.

THE DOG.

"He will not come," said the gentle child,
And she patted the poor dog's head,
And she pleasantly call'd him and fondly smil'd,
But he heeded her not, in his anguish wild,
Nor arose from his lowly bed.

Twas his Master's grave where he chose to rest,

He guarded it night and day,

The love that glowed in his grateful breast, For the friend who had fed, controlled, carest, Might never fade away.

And when the long grass rustled near,

Beneath some hasting tread,

He started up with a quivering ear,
For he thought 't was the step of his Master dear,
Returning from the dead.

But sometimes, when a storm drew nigh,
And the clouds were dark and fleet,
He tore the turf with a mournful cry,
As if he would force his way, or die,
To his much-loved Master's' feet.

So there through the Summer's heat he lay, Till Autumn nights grew bleak,

Till his eye grew dim with his hope's decay, And he pined, and pined, and wasted away, A skeleton gaunt and weak.

And oft the pitying children brought

Their offerings of meat and bread,

And when he struggled with mortal pain,

And Death was by his side, With one loud cry that shook the plain, He called for his Master,-but all in vain, Then stretched himself, and died.

L. H. S.

SCHOOLS FOR THE BLIND.

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These are becoming quite common. prosperous one has lately been established in this city. There is also one in New York, and another in Philadelphia. Juvenile Associations, Lyceums, Temperance Societies, and other juvenile societies for benevolent purposes are springing up in various parts of the country.

Maxims.-He who knows the world will not be too bashful. He who knows himself will not be impudent.

Value truth, however you come by it. Who would not pick up a jewel, though it lay half buried in dirt?

HOW THEY MAKE BEADS.-Venice is the great mart of beads. They are made on the islands of Murano, in its vicinity. The glass is melted as for other purposes. Two men then take out a little of the melted mass upon their rods, and blow it, until a rod-cane is formed about six inches in diameter, having the rod attached to the point. They then join the large open ends, and immediately run in opposite directions about seventy-five feet each,

And to coax him away to their homes they forming a glass tube one hundred and fifty-feet long.

sought,

But his buried Master he ne'er forgot,

Nor strayed from his lonely bed.

Cold Winter came with an angry sway,

And the snow lay deep and soré, Then his moaning grew fainter day by day, Till close where the broken tomb-stone lay, He fell, to rise no more.

This is cut up into rods twenty-seven inches long, which are cut by another set of workmen into pieces whose length is twice the diameter. They are then put into a quantity of ashes formed into a paste, and kneaded up until the tubes are filled with ashes. They are next put into a sheet iron cylinder, through which goes a crank: this is thrust into a furnace and heated, and revolved rapidly, by which means the beads are softened and formed into globes. They are then assorted and prepared for market.

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Tom Arms and Equips for his journey-His MuleSliding down the Mountains-Mule Escapes-Singular Bridges-How he subsisted-Diamonds and Gold.

I had formed the strange resolution of crossing over the continent of South America alone, and on foot! I had read Humboldt's Personal Narrative, and I longed to see the wonders which he speaks of. Some excuse may be made for me perhaps, when it is considered that I had a natural fondness for a wandering life and for the wonders of nature; besides, I could meet with no ship on this western side of the continent, bound for my native country. The French VOL. II.

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captain, with whom I came from Guayaquil, thought me a little deranged; still I believe the good man was glad to get rid of me. He gave me thirty francs, a gun, and some gunpowder, saying with a shrug of his shoulder, as he bade me farewell, "You are very courageous; but remember, you must eat; and this gun will be of great use to you."

I provided myself with a wallet, in which to put my shoes, stockings, gloves, and a shirt; then inquiring the rode to Zita, I set out before sunrise, towards the Andes. 1 was five months in crossing the desolate

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WANDERINGS OF TOM STARBOARD.

northern extreries of those giants of the earth. I bought-nay, I did not buy, I found-a mule that was browsing on some prickly shrub, (I forget its name,) in a wild pass of the mountain. She was saddled and bridled, and had evidently lost her master. I looked in vain for some hours, but could find no trace of any traveller, so I felt justified in taking possession of her; and it was well I did, for the sure-footed beast took me safely over dangerous passes that I never could have crossed without her assistance. Many times has the creature, with a sagacity that was astonishing, stood on the summit of a peak like a sugar loaf, looking from side to side; then slowly taking aim, has slid down with me on her back, for thirty, forty, or fifty feet!*

One night, however, she played truant, and slipped her bridle, which I always wound round my arm while I slept, and disappeared, leaving me on the borders of a trackless forest.

At one time, I crossed a mighty torrent that was boiling along, at the depth of a hundred feet below me, through a narrow ravine;—and what sort of a bridge do you think I ventured upon? Two large fragments of rock, one from each side, had fallen together, as I suppose, during some earthquake, and had formed a natural bridge, quite firm and safe, over which I crossed.

Another time I passed a chasm of prodigious depth, near an ancient village, the ingenious inhabitants of which had constructed a bridge of rushes, in the following manner. Two strong posts were fixed in the rock on each side, and to these were fastened ropes of rushes; the path upon them being made of the same material,

This part of the story may seem a little unnatural, but many travellers make similar statements.

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platted together. On each side was also a rope for the passenger to steady himself by.

These bridges, in fact, are the origin of our chain or suspension bridges, but the elastic and light nature of the rushes makes the motion of the bridge very unpleasant. Indeed, when I had one day gone about half way across one of them, my head began to swim, and I was obliged to sit down to recover myself; for I really thought I should never reach the opposite side. I sat there for sometime, swinging, in a most perilous yet ridiculous situation, I assure you.

I wished much to see the interior of one of the mines, but they were too far off. The quicksilver mine of Huancavelica is particularly curious, having a complete town and its cathedral deep in the bowels of the earth.

I shall not attempt to tell you half the dangers, difficulties, and troubles I met with. I made the sun my guide by day, and the stars by night. I roosted in trees, like the birds, and ate fruit and herbs, like the beasts. I explored mountain torrents, which no human being, probably, had ever seen before; found diamonds in their beds, which had been dried up; collected gold from the mud of the rivers, and a great many curiosities, which I was obliged to throw away, for want of conveniences to carry them. I met with tribes of Indians, who had never heard of the name of Eng land, or seen an Englishman.

In the midst of your mirth, reflect that many of your fellow creatures round the world are expiring, and that your turn wili come shortly. This will help to keep you from excess.

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Wells in the East-Their great depth ---Modes of draw- what different. Two cords are attached to

ing water.

In many parts of the eastern world, people are obliged to dig to a very great depth, before they can find water. Niebuhr relates, in his travels, that he found many wells from one hundred and sixty, to one hundred and seventy feet deep. Some of them

water is raised by two persons pulling in the bucket, one on each side; and the opposite directions.

HERBERT AND EDWARD;

OR MAKING FUN.

were walled on the inside with stone, like Herbert and Edward's love of fun-People grew tired

ours; others were mere holes in the earth. There were even some which were dug in solid rock. We are told by Dr. Maundrell, of a well of this kind near Shechem or Sychar, in Samaria, one hundred and five feet deep, and nine feet in diameter. It is believed, and with good reason, to be the well called Jacob's well, where Christ sat while he discoursed with and converted the woman of Samaria.

Water was generally raised by means of a cord tied to a leather bucket; and this is the more common practice there, at the present day.

The engraving represents a mode some

with it-Edward reformed-Sad condition of poor Herbert.

Some boys appear to live, just for the sake of making or enjoying fun. Nothing goes well with them: conversation, reading, sport, or work, unless it is amusing. A grave book or a sober face, is to them a miserable one. Now we have not a word to say against fun in its proper time and place; but only against the excessive love of it.

Herbert and Edward were nearly of the same age. They attended church together, and sometimes school. I shall never forget either of them. They were boys who did not appear to be malicious. They said

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HERBERT AND EDWARD.

and I believe they felt as they said,-that they meant no harm to any body. But they appeared to have no other motive to action, than the love of fun. Alone, they were always uncomfortable, even with a pleasant book, or surrounded by trees, plants, or flowers, with the sun or stars over their heads, and pebbles and perhaps insects of a thousand sorts under their feet. Nothing weat well with either of them, unless accompanied with laughing and grinning; and the louder the laugh, the greater the pleas

ure.

Both of these boys laughed loudly and freely at others' drollery; but when they made fun themselves, Edward never laughed. He was so exceedingly grave and solemn in saying the most droll or ridiculous things, that his silence and sobriety only increased the effect, and made others laugh the heartier. Herbert, on the contrary, gained his point in quite another manner. He began by laughing heartily; he continued laughing at intervals; and he ended with a laugh. Others laughed to see him laugh, whether there was any thing said which was witty or not.

All things, for a time, seemed to go on pleasantly with them both. They and their friends were in health; they could almost always find company at home, at school, or at church; (for strange to tell, they made fun in going and returning from church;) and in a large company of boys, they could always find one or more who would join in the merriment.

But things could not always proceed in this way. Herbert and Edward became almost men in size, and people began to feel as if they were old enough to be a little more sedate, at least, sometimes. But habit, which is powerful, would not allow this.

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They had been so long accustomed to this light and trifling way of thinking, and feeling, and acting, that it was difficult for them to change their course.

The number of those who delighted to be in their society and take a part in the fun, every day grew smaller. Some left them of choice. Others removed to distant places. Others died. They now began to see their error; and, though late, and difficult, Edward became partly reformed.

But it was not so with Herbert. Though he has become a middle aged man, his disposition remains the same. Not that he is engaged every moment in making fun, for he is obliged to labor for a living. But life, much of it, has no charms for him; and he often secretly wishes he were well out of it.

While some can enjoy themselves when alone, with a book or a newspaper, and while at their labor can think of what they have read or heard, Herbert seems to have no thoughts. If you were to open his head, one might almost believe nothing would be found in it, though it is large enough to hold a fine parcel of brains.

I do not say that he never reads a paper or a book, for if he can get hold of something funny, like the King's Jester or Joe Strickland, he will venture to read a little, at least, till he gets to sleep. But as to reading any think solid or serious, as most people like to do sometimes, he never did, in his life; and I fear never will.

What is to become of him? By and by days of trouble, or the sickness of himself or his friends, may possible arrive. Will not Herbert then wish, and most anxiously too, that he had spent a part of his early years in something more useful, and profitable, and lasting, than making fun ?

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