order for the money on the British Indian agent, Colonel" Elliott, who was on the river some distance below. The oxen were taken and killed; large fires were built, and the forest warriors were soon feasting on the flesh.

6. Young Rivard took the order to Colonel Elliott, but that officer at once refused to pay it, saying, "We are entitled to a support from the country we have conquered. I will not pay it." With a sorrowful heart, the young man took back the answer to Tecumseh, who said, "To-morrow we will go and see."

7. In the morning he took young Rivard, and went to see the colonel. On meeting him, the Indian said, "Do you refuse to pay for the oxen I bought?"-"Yes," rereplied the colonel; and he then repeated the reasons he had given for refusing.

8. "I bought them," said Tecumseh, "for my young men, who were very hungry. I promised to pay for them, and they shall be paid for. I have always heard that white nations went to war with nations, and not with peaceful individuals; that they did not rob and plunder poor people. I will not do so, in any event."-"Well," said the colonel, "I will not pay for the oxen."

9. "You can do as you please," replied the chief; "but before Tecumseh and his warriors came to fight the battles of the great king, they had enough to eat, for which they had only to thank the Master of Life and their good rifles. Their hunting-grounds supplied food enough; and to them they can now return."

10. This threat produced a sudden change in the colonel's mind. The defection of the great chief would have been disastrous to the British cause. "Well," said the colonel,. "if I must pay, I will."-"Give me hard money," said Tecumseh; "not rag-money—not army bills."

11. The colonel then counted out a hundred dollars in coin, and gave them to him. The chief handed the money to young Rivard, and then said to the colonel, "Give me

one dollar more." It was given; and, handing that also to Rivard, Tecumseh said, "Take that; it will pay you for the time you have lost in getting your money."

CXII. ABRAM AND ZIMRI.

1. ABRAM and Zimri owned a field together,
A level field hid in a happy vale.

They ploughed it with one plough, and in the spring
Sowed, walking side by side, the fruitful seed.
In harvest, when the glad earth smiled with grain,
Each carried to his home one half the sheaves,
And stored them with much labor in his barns.
Now, Abram had a wife and seven sons,

But Zimri dwelt alone within his house.

2. One night, before the sheaves were gathered in,
As Zimri lay upon his lonely bed,

And counted in his mind his little gains,
He thought upon his brother Abram's lot,
And said, "I dwell alone within my house,
But Abram hath a wife and seven sons,
And yet we share the harvest sheaves alike:
He surely needeth more for life than I;
I will arise, and gird myself, and go
Down to the field, and add to his from mine."

3. So he arose, and girded up his loins,
And went out softly to the level field.

The moon shone out from dusky bars of clouds,
The trees stood black against the cold blue sky,
The branches waved, and whispered in the wind.
So Zimri, guided by the shifting light,

Went down the mountain path, and found the field,
Took from his store of sheaves a generous third,
And bore them gladly to his brother's heap,
And then went back to sleep, and happy dreams.

4. Now, that same night, as Abram lay in bed,
Thinking upon his blissful state in life,

He thought upon his brother Zimri's lot,
And said, "He dwells within his house alone,
He goeth forth to toil with few to help,

He goeth home at night to a cold house,
And hath few other friends but me and mine,"
(For these two tilled the happy vale alone);
"While I, whom Heaven hath very greatly blessed,
Dwell happy with my wife and seven sons,
Who aid me in my toil, and make it light, –
And yet we share the harvest sheaves alike.
This surely is not pleasing unto God.
I will arise, and gird myself, and go
Out to the field, and borrow from my store,
And add unto my brother Zimri's pile."
5. So he arose, and girded up his loins,

And went down softly to the level field.
The moon shone out from silver bars of clouds,
The trees stood black against the starry sky,
The dark leaves waved and whispered in the breeze.
So Abram, guided by the doubtful light,
Passed down the mountain path, and found the field
Took from his store of sheaves a generous third,
And added them unto his brother's heap;
Then he went back to sleep, and happy dreams.
6. So the next morning with the early sun

The brothers rose, and went out to their toil.
And when they came to see the heavy sheaves,
Each wondered in his heart to find his heap,
Though he had given a third, was still the same.
7. Now, the next night went Zimri to the field,
Took from his store of sheaves a generous share,
And placed them on his brother Abram's heap,
And then lay down behind his pile to watch.
The moon looked out from bars of silvery cloud,
The cedars stood up black against the sky,
The olive-branches whispered in the wind.

8. Then Abram came down softly from his home,
And, looking to the left and right, went on,
Took from his ample store a generous third,
And laid it on his brother Zimri's pile.
Then Zimri rose, and caught him in his arms,
And wept upon his neck, and kissed his cheek;
And Abram saw the whole, and could not speak;
Neither could Zimri, for their hearts were full.

CLARENCE COOK.

CXIII. SELECT SENTENCES.

1. THE BEST REVENGE. Banish all malignant and revengeful thoughts. A man once asked Di-og'enes what course he should take to be revenged of his enemy. come a good man," answered the philosopher.

"Be

2. HEALTH. O, blessed health! Thou art above all gold and treasure! He that has thee has little more to wish for ; and he that is so wretched as to want thee wants what no worldly good can make up for!

3. DUTY OF CIVILITY.- Be civil to all men, however humble their station may be. A man has no more right to say113 an uncivil thing than to act one; no more right to say a rude thing to another, than to knock him down.

4. TRUE VENERABLENESS.- Honorable age is not that which standeth in length of time, nor that which is measured by number of years; but wisdom is the gray hair to a man, and an unspotted life is old age.

5. A PROMISE. A promise should be given with caution, and kept with care. A promise should be made by the heart, and remembered by the head. A promise delayed is justice deferred. A promise neglected is an untruth told. A promise attended to is a debt settled.

6. YOUTHFUL DISREGARD OF EXPERIENCE. It is a bad sign in youth to be utterly heedless of the dictates of the experience of persons more advanced in life. It is,

indeed, impossible for youth to enter fully into the spirit of such experience. But to despise it, to fancy it proceeds entirely from disappointment," mortified feeling, moroseness, or the mere coldness of age, augurs ill for those young people who make such a mistake.

7. BEWARE OF BAD BOOKS.-"Why, what harm will books do me?" The same harm that personal intercourse would with the bad men who may have written them. If a good book can be read without making one better, a bad book cannot be read without making one the worse. 71

8. VALUE OF TIME. As every thread of gold is valuable, so is every moment of time; and as it would be great folly to shoe horses (as Nero did) with gold, so it is to spend time in trifles.

9. ONE FALSEHOOD LEADS TO MANY. He who tells a lie is not sensible how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one; and every one of those twenty will breed still others.

10. HAPPINESS. Many persons go abroad for happiness instead of seeking it where it must be found, if anywhere, within themselves. So have I seen an absent-minded man hunt for his hat while it was in his hand or on his head.

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11. HOW TO TREAT SLANDER. Plato, hearing that certain persons asserted he was a very bad man, replied, “I shall take care so to live that nobody will believe them." Whenever any one speaks ill of you, do not be angry, but contradict your slanderer by your actions.

12. REGULATE YOUR THOUGHTS. - The best way of getting rid of bad thoughts is to occupy your mind with good thoughts. O, my son! be quick to banish all impure imaginations, which do but defile and enfeeble the soul! Thrust them away. Give them not a moment's entertain

ment.

Trample thy proud lusts proudly 'neath thy feet,

And stand erect, as for a heaven-born one is meet !