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8. Reverend bell, in the belfry still swinging,

Many a time have we shrank at thy tone,
For we knew when the sexton was solemnly ringing

That one from among us forever was gone. 9. Grave-yard of centuries ! head-stones all moss-grown

Side by side stand with the mound of to-day; Cherished and lost ones sleep sound in thy bosom,

Heedless of footsteps above them that stray.

10. Friends of my childhood! while fond recollection

Lingers around my old haunts with delight,
I would never forget how your priceless affection

Hath gilded them all with a glory more bright. 11. And 0, the dear faces around the old hearth-stone,

Where the wood-fire burneth warmly and clear; Father, and mother, and dark-eyed young brother,

That home were a desert unless ye were there.

XX.-WORDS FITLY SPOKEN.

BRAVEST.

1. Who struggles with his baser part,

Who conquers and is free,
He may not wear a hero's crown,

Or fill a hero's grave;
But truth will place his name among

The bravest of the brave.

SELF KNOWLEDGE.

2. There is nothing that helps a man in his conduct through life more than a knowledge of his own characteristic weakness, which, guarded against, becomes his strength.

BE KIND.

3. As stars upon the tranquil sea

In mimic glory shine,
So words of kindness in the heart

Reflect the source divine;
0, then be kind, whoe'er thou art,

That breathest mortal breath,
And it shall brighten all thy life,

And sweeten even death.

KINDNESS BRINGS ITS OWN REWARD.

4. Every kindly word and feeling, every good deed and thought, every noble action and impulse, is like the ark-sent dove, and returns from the troubled waters of life bearing a green olive branch to the soul.

IN WHAT WE LIVE.

5. We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not

breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart throbs.
He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.

A QUESTION.

6. Which will you do, smile and make others happy, or be crabbed and make every body around you miserable ? You can live among flowers and singing birds, or in the mire surrounded by fogs and frogs. The amount of happiness which you can produce is incalculable, if you will only show a smiling face, a kind heart, and speak pleasant words. On the other hand, by sour looks, cross words and a fretful disposition you can make others unhappy almost beyond endurance. Which will

Which will you do?

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7. There is no joy so great as that which springs from a kind act or a pleasant word; and if you do a kind act during the day whereby some fellow mortal has been happy, you will feel its glorious influence at night when you rest, the next morning when you rise, and throughout the day, when about your daily business. Then wear a pleasant countenance; let joy and love beam in your eye, and ripple forth in words and deeds of kindness.

XXI.—THE HISTORY OF POSTAGE-STAMPS.

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1. The introduction of postage-stamps, as at present used in all countries on the globe, has been credited to England, where, in 1840, covers and envelopes were devised to carry letters all over the kingdom at one penny the single rate. This plan was adopted through the exertions of Sir Rowland Hill, who has been aptly termed the “father of postage-stamps.” It now appears, however, that there is another aspirant for the introduction of the stamp system.

2. In Italy, as far back as 1818, letter sheets were prepared, duly stamped in the left lower corner, while letters were delivered by specially appointed carriers, on the prepayment of the money which the stamp represented. The early stamp represented a courier on horseback, and was of three values. It was discontinued in 1836.

3. Whether Italy or Great Britain first introdt ed postage-stamps, other countries afterward began to avail themselves of this method for the prepayment of letters, although they did not move very promptly in the matter.

4. Great Britain enjoyed the monopoly of stamps for two years, and though the first stamps were issued in 1840, she has made fewer changes in her stamps than

any other country, and has suffered no change at all in the main design — the portrait of Queen Victoria.

5. In other countries, notably in our own, the Sandwich Islands, and the Argentine Republic, the honor of portraiture on the stamps is usually distributed among various high public officers; but in Great Britain the Queen alone figures on her stamps, and not even the changes that thirty-five years have made in her face are shown on the national and colonial postage-stamps.

6. The next country to follow the example of England was Brazil. In 1842 a series of three stamps was issued, consisting simply of large numerals denoting the value, and all printed in black. Then came the cantons in Switzerland, and Finland, with envelopes which to-day are very rare, and soon after them, Bavaria, Belgium, France, Hanover, New South Wales, Tuscany, Austria, British Guiana, Prussia, Saxony, Schleswig, Holstein, Spain, Denmark, Italy, Oldenburg, Trinidad, Würtemberg, and the United States.

7. Other countries followed in the train, until, at the present moment, there is scarcely any portion of the globe, inhabited by civilized people, which has not postage-stamps.

St. Nicholas.

XXII.—THE DAISY.
1. There is a flower, a little flower,

With silver crest and golden eye,
That welcomes every changing hour,

And weathers every sky.
2. The prouder beauties of the field,

In gay but quick succession shine;
Race after race their honors yield,

They flourish and decline.

3. But this small flower to nature dear,

While moon and stars their courses run,
Wreathes the whole circle of the year,

Companion of the sun.

4. It smiles upon the lap of May,

To sultry August spreads its charms,
Lights pale October on its way,

And twines December's arms.

5. The purple heath, and golden broom,

On many mountains catch the gale;
O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume;

The violet in the vale:

6. But this bold floweret climbs the hill,

Hides in the forest, haunts the glen,
Plays on the margin of the rill,

Peeps round the fox's den.
7. Within the garden's cultured round,

It shares the sweet carnation's bed;
And blooms in consecrated ground,

In honor of the dead.

8. The lambkin crops its crimson gem;

The wild bee murmurs on its breast;
The blue-fly bends its pensile stem

Light o'er the skylark's nest.
9. 'Tis Flora's page; in every place,

In every season fresh and fair,
It opens with perennial grace,
And blossoms every where.

JAMES MONTGOMERY,

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