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12. How many are like Thomas, when a demand is made upon them for a little extra effort ? No! they are not going to work so, not they !

13. Now it was evident that somebody must get up, and it must be certainly one of us. I felt I had the right to sleep the night out that time. Besides, I feared it might be hazardous to get up, for I was in a profuse perspiration, and the storm was raging violently. But my persuasions had no more effect upon my bed-fellow

than his master's command.

14. “Well, it must be done; make up your mind to do it courageously,” thought I. Out of bed I jumped, dressed myself rapidly, without suffering myself to regret the snug, warm quarters I had left.

15. In spite of headache, sore throat and cough, I went bravely on. I plowed my way to the office through the drifting snow, built the fire and had every thing in readiness for the workmen long before they began to appear. Then tying the lantern before me, to see the way, I fought with the snow till I had shoveled a respectable path from the house to the office.

16. Some one beside myself was up in the house. Several times he appeared at the window, looking, and watching my progress. While I was alone in the office a heavy step ascended the stairs. Not John's, nor Thomas', nor Mr. Farley's, nor Mr. Simpson’s. Lo, the publisher himself entered! He — such a rich man — up

and seeing about his business so early! I was amazed.

17. “I thought you were the boy who was not to get up this morning, Robert? A stormy morning, this, and tough work you have had of it,” said he, eying me keenly.

18. “My father always told me, sir, when I had any work to do, to go forward and do it, minding nothing about the weather, or any thing else.

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19. “Right! right!” exclaimed the publisher, with great spirit. “You had a training that is worth something

yes, worth more to begin life with than thousands of dollars. I see you can put your hand to the plow and not look back. The great fault with young men now-adays is, they are afraid of work. They want to live easy, while the fact is, we can not get any thing worth having

reputation, property, or any good — without working, aye, striving for it.

I must keep my eye on you, young man.

20. Upon what apparently little incidents hang the well-being of men; I say apparently little, chance-like incidents, and yet they are a part of the great moral woof into which our habits weave our destinies. They are themselves the result of long trains of influences and the starting point of others. So that what many call a lucky hit, or an unlucky turn, is in fact the true result of what the past has wrought out.

21. To some it might have seemed a lucky hit that the publisher and I should have happened to meet, just as we did, at half-past four on a stormy winter's morning, in Mr. Simpson's printing office; because froin that time he became my fast friend.

22. At twenty-one, I was free, with a good trade thoroughly learned. At twenty-two, I was master of two hundred and ninety dollars. At twenty-three, a profitable paper and printing establishment was for sale. 23. “How much

money

did
you earn last

year, Robert ?” asked the publisher who contrived to meet me at this time.

24. “ Two hundred and ninety dollars, sir, clear."

25. “Just what I expected. I have bought the Weekly Journal office and furniture, and am going to set you up in business. I see that you can take care of your own, therefore I can safely trust you with mine. You are not

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afraid of difficulties, and I feel sure that this arrangement will prove to be a good one for both of us.”

26. No, it was not a lucky hit, or any hit at all, if by this is meant a chance event. This meeting was the natural consequence of the business habits formed by the boy. When poor Thomas Smith, on beholding my comfortable home and pleasant lands the other day, called me a “lucky dog,” and “one of fortune's favorites," I said to him, as I say to you:

, 27. “Success in life — success in every department of life — can come only from (and is the legitimate result of) a firm, unflinching resolution to work — to work honestly and industriously; and these habits must be formed in boyhood, they must be wrought out at home, or they will never be formed at all.”

XLV.-WORK.

1. Down and up, and up and down,

,
Over and over and over;
Turn in the little seed, dry and brown;

Turn out the bright red clover.
Work, and the sun your work will share,

And the rain in its time will fall;
For Nature, she worketh everywhere,

And the grace of God through all.
2. With hand on the spade and heart in the sky,

Dress the ground and till it;
Turn in the little seed, brown and dry;

Turn out the golden millet.
Work, and your house shall be duly fed;

Work, and rest shall be won;
I hold that a man had better be dead

Than alive, when his work is done!

3. Down and up, and up and down,

On the hill-top, low in the valley;
Turn in the little seed, dry and brown,

Turn out the rose and lily.
Work with a plan, a well laid plan,

And the end keep always in view;
Work, and learn at first hand, like a man:

The best way to know is to do! 4. Down and up, till life shall close,

Ceasing not your praises ;
Turn in the wild white winter snows,

Turn out the sweet, wild daisies.
Work, and the sun your work will share,

And the rain in its time will fall;
For Nature, she worketh everywhere,
And the grace of God through all.

ALICE CARY,

WHAT TO TEACH A CHILD. The great doctrine to teach a child is, that he must labor for what he wants. Is it riches ? Let him stop envying those who have made money, and go to work and make it himself. Is it the position which character gives? Let him build up a good reputation for himself. Is it talent? Let him study to improve his mind. Is it knowledge? He must gather it for himself. One may come honestly by money without working for it, but no one can inherit an education or character.

We must not hope to be mowers,

And to gather the ripe, gold ears,
Until we have first been sowers,
And watered the furrows with tears.

ALICE CARY.

XLVI.-THE BOY WHO WAS NOT ASHAMED

OF RIDICULE.

1. I shall never forget a lesson which I received when quite a young lad. Among my school-fellows were Hartly and Jemson. They were somewhat older than myself, and the latter I looked up to as a sort of leader. He was not, at heart, malicious, but he had a foolish ambition of being thought witty and sarcastic, and he made himself feared by a besetting habit of turning things into ridicule, so that he seemed continually looking out for matters of derision.

2. Hartly was a new scholar, and little was known of him among the boys. One morning, as we were on our way to school, he was seen driving a cow along the road towards a neighboring field. A group of boys, among whom were Jemson and myself, met him as he was passing. The opportunity was not to be lost by Jemson.

3. “Halloa !” he exclaimed; “what is the price of milk? I say, Jonathan, what do you feed her on? What

? will you take for all the gold on her horns ? Boys, if you want to see the latest Paris style, look at those boots !”

4. Hartly waved his hand to us with a pleasant smile, and, driving the cow to the field, took down the bars of a rail fence, saw her safely in the inclosure, and then, putting up the bars, came and entered the school with the rest of us. After school in the afternoon he let out the cow and drove her off, none of us knew where. And every day, for two or three weeks, he went through the same task.

5. The boys who attended the academy were nearly all the sons of wealthy parents, and some of them, among whom was Jemson, were dunces enough to look

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