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pressing. Every one ran on deck, but no one dâred to go farther;
they contented themselves with firing off several muskets with little
effect; and the animal, lashing the sea with its tail, and opening its
frightful jaws, was just about to seize its prey. In this terrible
extremity, what strong men would not venture to attempt, filial piety
excited a child to execute. Little Volney armed himself with a broad
and pointed sabre; he threw himself into the sea; then diving with the
velocity of a fish, he slipped under the animal, and stabbed his sword
in its body up to the hilt. Thus suddenly assailed, and deeply
wounded, the shark quitted the track of its prey, and turned against
its assailant, who attacked it with repeated lunges of his weapon.
It was
a heartrending spectacle. On one side, the American
trembling for his little girl, who seemed devoted to destruction; on
the other, a generous mariner exposing his life for a child not his
own; and here the whole crew full of breathless anxiety as to the
result of an encounter in which their young shipmate exposed himself
to almost inevitable death to avert it from his father!

The combat was too unequal, and no refuge remained but in a speedy retreat. A number of ropes were quickly thrown out to the father and the son, and they each succeeded in seizing one. Already they were several feet above the surface of the water. Already cries of joy were heard-" Here they are, here they are-they are saved!" Alas! no-they were not saved! at least one victim was to be sacrificed. Enraged at seeing its prey about to escape, the shark plunged to make a vigorous spring; then issuing from the sea with impetuosity, and darting forward like lightning, with the sharp teeth of its capacious mouth it tore asunder the body of the intrepid but unfortunate boy while suspended in the air. A part of poor little Volney's palpitating and lifeless body was drawn up to the ship, while his father and the fainting child were saved

Thus perished, at the age of twelve years and some months, this hopeful young sailor, who so well deserved a better fate. When we reflect on the generous action which he performed, in saving the life of his father, and of a girl who was a stranger to him, at the expense of his own, we are surely entitled to place his name in the very first rank of heroes.

XCVI. THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE.

CHAMBERS.

Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are!
And glory to our sovereign liege, King Henry of Navarre!
Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance,

Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, O pleasant land of
France!

And thou, Rochelle, our own Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy,

For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.
Hurrah! hurrah! a single field hath turned the chance of war,
Hurrah! hurrah! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre.

Oh! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn of day,
We saw the army of the League drawn out in long array;
With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers,

And Appenzell's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears.
Thêre rode the brood of false 'Lorraine, the curses of our land!
And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand;
And as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood,
And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood;
And we cried unto the living God, who rûles the fate of war,
To fight for his own holy Name, and Henry of Navarre.

The King has come to marshal us, in all his armor drest;
And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest.
He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye;

He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high.
Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing,
Down all our line, a deafening shout, "God save our lord the King!"
"And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may—

For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray

Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war,
And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre."

Hurrah! the foes are moving! Hark to the mingled din
Of fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin!
The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andrè's plain,
With all the hireling Thivalry of Guelders and Almayne.
Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France,
Charge for the golden lilies now-upon them with the lance!
A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest,
A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest;
And in they burst, and on they rushed, while, like a guiding star,
Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.

Now, God be praised, the day is ours! Mayenne hath turned his rein,
'D'Aumale hath cried for quarter—the °Flemish Count is slain ;
Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale;
The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail.
And then we thought on vengeance, and all along our ovan,
"Remember St. Bartholomew," was passed from man to man;

But out spake gentle Henry, then,-"No Frenchman is my foe:
Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go."
Oh! was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war,
As our sovereign lord, King Henry, the soldier of Navarre!

Ho! maidens of Vienna! Ho! matrons of Lucerne !

Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return!
Ho! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles,

That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls!
Ho! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be bright!
Ho! burgh'ers of Saint Genevieve, keep watch and ward to-night!
For our God hath crushed the tyrant, our God hath raised the slave,
And mocked the counsel of the wise, and the valor of the brave.
Then glory to his holy name, from whom all glories are;
And glory to our sovereign lord, King Henry of Navarre.
T. B. MACAULAY.

XCVII.-PRINCIPAL HEATHEN GODDESSES.

JUNO was said to be the wife of Jupiter, and, of course, the queen of heaven. She is represented as drawn by peacocks in a chariot of gold. Her favorite messenger was Iris, the goddess of the rainbow. Minerva, a daughter of Jupiter, was the goddess of wisdom and of war. She was represented in complete armor, bearing a shield (called ægis) with a head on it, so terrible, that every one who looked on it was said to be turned into stone. She was likewise the patroness of spinning, needlework, and embroidery. She was called also Pallas, and her principal emblem was an owl.

Diana was the twin sister of Apollo; and as he drove the chariot of the sun, so she presided in that of the moon. She was the goddess of hunting, and is drawn as carrying a bow and arrows, with a halfmoon as an ornament on her forehead, and attended by several nymphs as her companions; and by her hounds. She was likewise called the goddess of chastity. She is called also Phoebe and Cynthia, from having been born on Mount Cynthus; and she had a very famous temple at Eph'esus, which is mentioned in the New Testament, in the 19th chapter of the Acts.

Venus was the goddess of beauty and of love, and the wife of "Vulcan, and mother of °Cupid; her chariot was drawn by doves, and the myrtle was sacred to her. She is said to have sprung from the sea, near the island of °Cythera; and her most celebrated temple was at the city of Paphos, in the island of Cyprus: hence she is called also Cythere'a; and the Pa'phian, or Cyp'rian goddess. She was

famous for her cestus, or girdle, which had the power of giving, to any female who wore it, irresistible charms in the eyes of whomsoever she wished to please: but young women may still find the true girdle of Venus to be good humor.

Vesta was the goddess of the earth and of fire. In her temple at Rome, a perpetual fire was maintained, which was kindled by the rays of the sun, and was constantly watched by priestesses chosen from the most noble families. They were called vestal virgins, and had very great honors and privileges. "Ceres was the goddess of corn and of harvests.

Cyb'ele was one of the most ancient of the goddesses, being the wife of Saturn; and in some respects represents the earth. She is displayed as crowned with towers, holding a key in her hand, and drawn in a chariot by lions. Pros'erpine was the wife of °Pluto, and, of course, the queen of the infernal regions. She was the daughter of Ceres. Amphitri'te was the wife of Neptune. Her sister was Thetis, another sea goddess; and hence when the sun sets, he is said to sink into the lap of Thetis.

Flora was the goddess of flowers, and Pomo'na of fruits. Bello'na was an inferior goddess of war. Aurora was the goddess of morning, or rather of daybreak. Thēmis, the sister of Saturn, was the goddess of righteousness and justice: her daughter Astre'a also represented justice; she is sometimes called the Virgin, and in this character has a place amongst the stars, being denoted by the constellation Virgo (or the Virgin). Hyge'ia was the goddess of health. Hebe was the goddess of youth, and was cup-bearer to Jupiter.

A'te was the goddess of mischief. The Muses were nine virgin goddesses, who presided over every kind of learning, and in that character attended on Apollo. They were sisters: the principal of them were Clio, who was the muse of history; Thali'a of comedy; Melpomene of tragedy; Terpsi'chore of dancing; and Urania of mathematics and astronomy. They are sometimes called merely the Nine, in reference to their number.

Parnassus and Helicon were two mountains, sacred to Apollo and the Muses; at the feet of which flowed two streams, whose waters were supposed to communicate the inspiration of prophecy or of poetry. Pegasus was a winged horse of the Muses. The Graces were three sisters, likewise virgins. They were supposed to give its attractive charms to beauty of every kind, and so dispense the gift of pleasing. The Furies were three sisters of a very different character: they were the most deformed and horrible of all the imaginary deities. Instead of hair they had snakes hanging from their heads. They carried chains and whips with lashes of iron or of scorpions in one hand, and lighted torches in the other. They were supposed to be the bearers of the vengeance of heaven.

The Destinies or Fates were also three sisters, of whom one was represented as holding a 'distaff; another drawing from it a thread, signifying the life of man; and the third with a pâir of shears, ready to cut the thread whenever she should choose. The Dryads and Ham'adryads were rural goddesses, each having a single tree in her charge. The Na'iads were goddesses presiding over springs, wells, and fountains; each in the same manner having one under her care. The Ne'reids were inferior goddesses of the sea.

BALDWIN.

XCVIII.-ALETHE.

"THEY are all up-the innumerable stars-
And hold their place in heaven. My eyes have been
Searching the pearly depths through which they spring
Like beautiful creations, till I feel

As if it were a new and perfect world,
Waiting in silence for the word of God
To breathe it into motion. There they stand
Shining in order, like a living hymn
Written in light, awaking at the breath
Of the celestial dawn, and praising Him
Who made them, with the harmony of spheres.

"I would I had an eagle's ear to list
That melody. I would that I might float
Up in that boundless element, and feel
Its ravishing vibrations, like the pulse
Beating in heaven! My spirit is athirst
For music-rarer music! I would bathe
My soul in a serener atmosphere

Than this; I long to mingle with the flock
Led by the living waters,' and to stray
In the 'green pastures' of the better land!
When wilt thou break, dull fetter! When shall I
Gather my wings, and like a rushing thought
Stretch onward, star by star, up into heaven!"

Thus mused Ale'the. She was one to whom
Life had been like the witching of a dream,
Of an untroubled sweetness. She was born
Of a high race, and lay upon the knee
With her soft eyes perusing listlessly

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