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If, as the Church and church-goers would suggest, it is Sunday, these children have permitted their sense of even-handed justice to lord it over Christian charity, and seem to think, with the old adage, "the better the day, the better the deed.”

little soldiers are administering wholesome | face, neither moving his eyes nor his body. punishment. In default of firearms and I urging him to give some answer, he took the death-penalty, they bethink them of up a book, sat down again and said nothing. the town-pump and the horse-trough, and Melissa, his maid, told me it was his manner, they are bringing him, in spite of his cries and that oftentimes she was fain to thrust. and unavailing resistance, to purge his guilty meat into his mouth, for that he would rather head in the flowing water, and then to tell starve "then" cease study. cease study. Well, thought him, with jeers and shouts, "See if you'll I, seeing bookish men are so blockish and desert any more!" Boys and girls are ar- great clerks such simple courtiers, I will rayed under the mimic banner, and seem to neither be partaker of their commons nor enjoy the work as much as he is tortured by their commendations. From thence I came to Plato and to Aristotle, and to divers other, none refusing to come saving an old, obscure fellow who, sitting in a tub turned toward the sun, read Greek to a young boy. Him when I willed to appear before Alexander, he answered, "If Alexander would fain see me, let him come to me; whatsoever it be, let him come to me."-" Why," said I, "he is a king." He answered, "Why, I am a philosopher.”- "Why, but he is Alexander."-"I, but I am Diogenes." I was half angry to see one so crooked in his shape to be so crabbed in his sayings. So, going my way, I said, "Thou wilt repent it if thou comest not to Alexander."-" Nay," smiling answered he, "Alexander may repent it if he come not to Diogenes virtue must be sought, not offered." And so, turning himself to his cell, he grunted I know not what, like a pig under a tub. But I must be gone; the philosophers are coming.

As probably the worst that can happen to the young deserter is a good washing and a wholesome lesson, the spectator is not much concerned as to the moral aspect of the affair, and is even disposed to think that present justice may be the truest charity for the future. Perhaps, should war again comewhich God forbid !—the recollection of that ducking may save the afflicted youth from a deserter's grave, and thus he should continually bless his tormentors.

HABITS OF THE GREEK PHILOSO-
PHERS.

FROM "A TRAGICAL COMEDY OF ALEXANDER AND
CAMPASPE," PUBLISHED IN 1584.

MELIPPUS. I had never such ado to

warn scholars to come before a king. First I came to Chrysippus, a tall, lean, old madman, willing him presently to appear before Alexander. He stood staring in my

ALEXANDER, HEPHÆSTION, DIOGENES.
ALEXANDER. Diogenes!

DIOGENES. Who calleth?

ALEX. Alexander. How happened it that you would not come out of your tub to my palace?

DIOG. Because it was as far from my tub to your palace as from your palace to my tub.

ALEX. Why, then? Dost thou owe no reverence to kings?

DIOG. NO.

ALEX. Why so?

DIOG. Because they be no gods. ALEX. They be gods of the earth. DIOG. Yea, gods of earth.

ALEX. Plato is not of thy mind. DIOG. I am glad of it.

ALEX. Why?

DIOG. Because I would have none of Diogenes' mind, but Diogenes.

ALEX. If Alexander have anything that may pleasure Diogenes, let me know, and take it.

DIOG. Then take not from me that you cannot give me-the light of the world.

ALEX. What dost thou want?

DIOG. Nothing that you have.
ALEX. I have the world at command.
DIOG. And I in contempt.

ALEX. Thou shalt live no longer than I will.

DIOG. But I shall die whether you will

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NOTHING ON EARTH PERMANENT. HEN Wisdom again

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His treasury of words unlocked, Sung various maxims,

And thus expressed himself: "When the sun

Clearest shines,

Serenest in the heaven,
Quickly are obscured

Over the earth

All other stars;

Because their brightness is not
Brightness at all,
Compared with
The sun's light.

When mild blows

The south and western wind
Under the clouds,

Then quickly grow
The flowers of the field,
Joyful that they may :
But the stark storm,
When it strong comes
From north and east,

It quickly takes away
The beauty of the rose.
And also the northern storm,
Constrained by necessity,
That it is strongly agitated
Lashes the spacious sea
Against the shore.
Alas! that on earth
Aught of permanent
Work in the world
Does not ever remain."

From METRES OF BOETHIUS.
Trans, of ALFRED THE GREAT.

DELIGHTFUL task to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot!

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HEAVEN'S SUNRISE TO EARTH'S BLINDNESS.

T is the hour for souls,

"And second, sapphire; third, chalcedony;

That bodies, leavened by the The rest in order; last, an amethyst."

will and love,

Be lightened to redemption.

The world's old,

But the old world waits the

hour to be renewed

ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING.

THE UNBIDDEN GUEST.

Toward which new hearts in COME! Ye have lighted your festal

individual growth

hall,

And music is sounding its joyous call,
Must quicken and increase to And the guests are gathering the young,

multitude

the fair,

In new dynasties of the race With the flower-wreathed brow and the

of men;

Developed whence, shall grow spontaneously New churches, new ceremonies, new laws Admitting freedom, new societies

braided hair.

I come, but so noiseless shall be my way Through the smiling crowds of the young and gay

Excluding falsehood. He shall make all Not a thought shall rise in a careless, breast

new.

My Romney! Lifting up my hand in his,
As wheeled by seeing spirits toward the east,
He turned instinctively where faint and fair
Along the tingling desert of the sky,
Beyond the circle of the conscious hills,
Were laid in jasper-stone as clear as glass
The first foundations of that new, near day
Which should be builded out of heaven to
God.

He stood a moment with erected brows,

In silence, as a creature might who gazedStood calm and fed his blind, majestic eyes Upon the thought of perfect noon. And

when

I saw his soul saw, "Jasper first," I said;

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We have met before. Ay, I wandered here
In the festal hours of the parted year,
And many a beautiful form has bowed

To the sleep that dwells in the damp white shroud:

My voice shall be sweet in the maiden's ear As the voice of her lover whispering near, And my footstep so soft by the infant's bed He will deem it his mother's anxious tread, And his innocent eyes will gently close

They died when the first spring blossom was As I kiss from his bright young lips the

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They faded away when the groves were Oh, the good and the pure have naught to fear

green,

When the suns of autumn were faint and When my voice in the gathering gloom they

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