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substance, paler than chocolate, and filled with abundant juice.
7. The bark is ashy gray in color, and almost an inch in thickness. The negroes of the Senegal grind it down to powder, and in this state they use it to season their food, and to maintain a moderately free perspiration, which enables them the more easily to withstand the heat. It serves also as an antidote for certain fevers.
Wonders of Vegetation.
LXXVI.-THE TWO FOXES.
1. A gentleman, while walking one day, near a stream where several geese were swimming, observed one of them disappear under the water with a sudden jerk. While he looked for her to rise again, he saw a fox emerge from the water and trot off to the woods with the
goose in his mouth.
2. The man watched the fox, and saw him carry the goose to a recess under an overhanging rock, where he scratched away a mass of dry leaves, and, putting the goose down, covered it carefully.
3. Then the fox went to the stream again, entered some distance from the flock of geese, and floated along with only the tip of his nose above the water; but this time he was not so fortunate. The geese took the alarm, and flew away.
4. Then the fox walked off in a direction opposite to the place where he had hid the goose. .
The gentleman then took the goose, put her in his basket, replaced the leaves carefully, and watched for the fox at a little distance.
5. The sly thief was soon seen with another fox that he had invited to dine with him. They trotted along merrily, swinging their tails and snuffing the air in anticipation of a rich feast. When they came to the rock, Reynard eagerly scratched away the leaves, but his dinner was not there.
6. He looked at his companion and plainly saw by his countenance that he considered his hospitality all a sham, and that he felt himself insulted. The contemptuous expression of the invited guest was more than his mortified host could bear.
7. Though conscious of generous intentions, he felt that all assurances to that effect would be regarded as lies. Appearances were certainly against him, and he held down his head, looking sideways, with a sneaking glance at his disappointed companion.
8. Indignant at what he considered an insult, the offended guest seized his unfortunate host and cuffed him most unmercifully. Poor Reynard bore the infliction with the utmost patience, and sneaked off as if conscious that he had received no more than might be expected under such circumstances.
LXXVII.- STORY OF JOHN JOBSON AND
1. John Jobson lived in a fine new house,
That cost him ten thousand dollars and more: 'Twas the pride of his heart, for the plan was his own,
From the grand French roof to the basement floor.
2. John Jobson was known as a cruel man,
Who never pitied a living thing:
And the frightened canary ceased to sing.
3. One day, when his temper was sorely riled
Over sacks fresh gnawed and bins laid waste, A hoary old rat fell into the snare
Which under some toasted cheese was placed. 4. “Ha! now I have got you, old villain,” he cried,
“No doubt you're the leader of all the clan; I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget.
Here, Josephine, bring me the kerosene can!” 5. Then his wife ran out in a vague alarm,
And the children shuddered and left their play; “O, husband, what are you agoing to do?
Don't torture the wretched creature, pray!” 6. “I'll run for old Tabby,” said Josephine,
“ And I for the terrier Snap,” says Ned; John Jobson glared upon one and all,
And roared like a lion, “Do as I said !” 7. He drenched with the fluid the writhing rat,
And fired a match on his gray-wool sleeve, Applied it, and laughed like a fiend the while. “So now - I give you ticket of leave !""
“». 8. Away flew the creature, entirely ablaze,
With a shriek so human that Jobson stared.
suspense; The next John Jobson was thoroughly scared. 9. And well he might be: the rat had rushed
To the fine new barn like a streak of light,
In an instant after were blazing bright. 10. And still he fled in his mortal pain,
Burning and broiling beneath the floor
That the carpenters left but a month before.
11. And behold! John Jobson's house and barn,
That had cost him ten thousand dollars and more, In a dozen places burst out into flame, 'Twixt the grand French roof and the basement
12. And the whole went down! Not a stick remained ;
For the timber was sound and seasoned well, And the bright fresh paint fed the roaring flames, 'Till, charred and blackened, the structure fell.
S. H. BROWNE.
LXXVIII.-A SINGULAR ADVENTURE.
1. In the midst of the village of Sandwich stood a small white house, whose nicely whitewashed fences, well cultivated gardens, and vines of honeysuckle and jessamine, twined around the doors and windows, all showed the industry and neatness of the occupants.
2. This pretty little place was owned by Mr. Brown, a poor, but honest and industrious man, who gained a support for himself, his wife and two children by day labor on the farms of his more wealthy neighbors.
3. He employed his leisure hours, after return from work, in embellishing this little cottage, which, to a person of his few simple desires, seemed quite a palace. In this pleasant task he was assisted by his two little sons, Edward and Henry, who always waited with impatience for the time of their father's arrival, and were ever ready with their little hoes and spades to render their assistance in the garden.
4. While they were thus waiting one afternoon, after their return from school, their mother told them that they might go down to the sea-shore and dig some clams for their father's supper. To this the little boys consented with alacrity, and immediately set out on their errand; for they were always glad to do any thing for those parents who were so kind to them.
5. After they had quite filled their basket with clams they observed a small boat tied near the shore, in which they both seated themselves. Finding that the sun was still far above the horizon, and remembering that their father never returned home till the sun had set, they agreed to untie the boat and sail about for a short time.
6. This they ought not to have done, for their mother had often told them never to get into a boat; but these little boys, though generally very obedient, had yet to learn that children will always, sooner or later, find that their parents have good reasons for what they tell them to do, or not to do.
7. They glided along for some time very smoothly; and Edward, the elder, kept the oar in his hand to be in readiness to row back whenever they should wish to return. The sun was just sinking behind the western
. inountains, leaving in that part of the heavens a vast expanse of purple and gold, when little Henry, beginning to be weary of the sport, begged his brother to return.
8. The oar was accordingly lifted out and Edward used all his strength to change the course of the boat, but in vain. The tide was going out; and his little strength was nothing against the mass of water. The boat still drifted on in spite of all his efforts; and he was obliged to lay down his oar in fatigue and despair.
9. Then sadly did they regret their folly in disobeying their good mother's advice; and little Henry, in the midst of his tears, declared that were he once on land again, he would always remember to do what she told him. After some time this poor little boy, overcome by fatigue, fell asleep.