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10. Billy says, that our Saviour's gold

en rule is, to DO TO OTHERS AS WE WOULD And this is cer

HAVE OTHERS DO TO US.

tainly the best rule in the world; for if we are kind and good to others, God will certainly be kind and good to us.

Teach me to feel another's woe,
To hide the faults I see;
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

11. Billy said that uncle Toby did to others as he would have others to do to him. Once, as he was eating dinner, a fly came buzzing about his face, and he caught it. Now I have thee, thou little rogue, says uncle Toby; but I will not kill thee: No, I will not hurt thee.-So he took the fly to the door, and said to it, Go, poor rogue, I will not hurt a hair of thy head: Go, fly away, the world is wide enough for us both.

12. Billy says, that once a naughty boy caught a little goldsmith; he tied it fast with a thread and would not let it go; then he pulled off one of its legs, and crammed it into his dirty pocket, and hurt the poor thing very much.-Naughty boy! How would you like to have a great giant catch you, and pull off one of your arms.

and break your bones, and then cram you into his pocket? You would not like it at all: so the goldsmith does not like it.

13. Once Billy found a grasshopper in the room, and the maid was going to kill it but Billy said she must not kill it, she must give it to him. So he took it to the door, just as uncle Toby did the fly, and said to it, Go, little grasshopper, hop away; I will not kill thee: No, I will not hurt thee. The world is wide enough for us both: Go, little grasshopper, hop away to the pasture, and eat white clover.

14. Now I will tell you what Billy said to the butterfly: Butterfly whither goest thou, little simpleton? Seest thou not that hungry bird watching thee? His bill is sharp, and ready open to devour thee. Come then, come hither; he will be afraid of me, and will not dare to touch thee. Butterfly! pretty butterfly! come and rest on this flower that I hold in my hand.

15. Butterfly! I will not pull off thy wings nor hurt thee: No, no; thou art little and helpless, like my little sister. I only wish to look on thee nearer; I want to see thy little head, and to examine thy long body, and thy beautiful wings, speckled with a thousand different colours

!

Butterfly pretty butterfly! come and rest on this flower that I hold in my hand.

16. Butterfly! Iwill not keep thee long; I know thou hast not long to live. When the summer is over thou wilt be no more: and as for me I shall be only six years old. Thou hast not a moment to lose from enjoying this short life; but thou mayest feed and regale thyself all the time I look at thee. Butterfly! pretty butterfly! come rest on this flower that I hold in my hand.

LESSON XXIV. TWENTY-FOURTH.

THE LITTLE LAMB.

As num'rous flocks' along the miry road
In order pass'd to gain their fix'd abode,
Where freshest verdure, with the shepherd's care,
And kind support, had made them plump and fair;
Eugenio, pensive, mark'd them with a sigh,
"How happy these! and what a wretch am I!
Unnoticed, and forlorn I distant roam,

Nor social converse know, nor peaceful home."
Far in the rear a new-fall'n lamb he spied,
Whose little trembling footsteps vainly tried.
To reach the flock: Eugenio dropp'd a tear,
And to the fold resolv'd his charge to hear.
Yet, as he onward pac'd, to muse inclin❜d,
This instant thought impos'd upon his mind-
Shall 1, a stranger, feel this orphan's grief,
And take such pleasure in its quick relief??