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But the Moon she knew nothing about the affair; For, high in the sky, With her one white eye, Motionless, miles above the air, She had never heard the great Wind blare.
_George MacDonald._
DOWN (7th stanza), a tract of sandy, hilly land near the sea.
GLIMMER, fainter.
GLUM, dark, gloomy.
What is a suffix? What does the suffix _less_ mean? Define _cloudless, matchless, motionless._
What cla.s.s of people does Mr. Wind remind you of?
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ST. PHILIP NERI AND THE YOUTH.
St. Philip Neri, as old readings say, Met a young stranger in Rome's streets one day, And being ever courteously inclined To give young folks a sober turn of mind, He fell into discourse with him, and thus The dialogue they held comes down to us.
_Saint_.--Tell me what brings you, gentle youth, to Rome?
_Youth_.--To make myself a scholar, sir, I come.
_St_.--And when you are one, what do you intend?
_Y_.--To be a priest, I hope, sir, in the end.
_St_.--Suppose it so; what have you next in view?
_Y_.--That I may get to be a canon too.
_St_.--Well; and what then?
_Y_.-- Why then, for aught I know, I may be made a bishop.
_St_.-- Be it so,-- What next?
_Y_.-- Why, cardinal's a high degree; And yet my lot it possibly may be.
_St_.--Suppose it was; what then?
_Y_.-- Why, who can say But I've a chance of being pope one day?
_St_.--Well, having worn the miter and red hat, And triple crown, what follows after that?
_Y_.--Nay, there is nothing further, to be sure, Upon this earth, that wishing can procure: When I've enjoyed a dignity so high As long as G.o.d shall please, then I must die.
_St_.--What! must you die? fond youth, and at the best, But wish, and hope, and may be, all the rest!
Take my advice--whatever may betide, For that which _must be_, first of all provide; Then think of that which _may be_; and indeed, When well prepared, who knows what may succeed, But you may be, as you are pleased to hope, Priest, canon, bishop, cardinal, and pope.
ST. PHILIP NERI, born in Florence, Italy, in 1515. Went to Rome in 1533, where he founded the "Priests of the Oratory," and where he died in 1595.
TRIPLE CROWN, the tiara; the crown worn by our Holy Father, the Pope.
Use correctly in sentences the words _canon, cannon, canon._
NOTE.--It will prove interesting if one pupil reads the first six lines of the selection, and two others personate St. Philip and the Youth.
The whole selection might be given from memory.
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THE WATER LILY.
There was once a little boy who was very fond of pictures. There were not many pictures for him to look at, for he lived long ago near a great American forest. His father and mother had come from England, but his father was dead now. His mother was very poor, but there were still a few beautiful pictures on the walls of her house.
The little boy liked to copy these pictures; but as he was not fond of work, he often threw his drawings away before they were half done. He said that he wished that some good fairy would finish them for him.
"Child," said his mother, "I don't believe that there are any fairies. I never saw one, and your father never saw one. Mind your books, my child, and never mind the fairies."
"Very well, mother," said the boy.
"It makes me sad to see you stand looking at the pictures," said his mother another day, as she laid her hand on his curly head. "Why, child, pictures can't feed a body, pictures can't clothe a body, and a log of wood is far better to burn and warm a body."
"All that is quite true, mother," said the boy.