great water is before me. No, stranger: here I have lived, and here will I die; and, if here thou abidest, there is eternal war between me and thee. Thou hast taught me thy arts of destruction; for that alone I thank thee. And now take heed to thy steps: the red man is thy foe. When thou goest forth by day, my bullet shall whistle by thee; when thou liest down at night, my knife shall be at thy throat. The noonday sun shall not discover thy enemy, and the darkness of midnight shall not protect thy rest. Thou shalt plant in terror, and I will reap in blood; thou shalt sow the earth with corn, and I will strew it with ashes; thou shalt go forth with the sickle, and I will follow after with the scalpingknife; thou shalt build, and I will burn, till the white man or the Indian shall cease from the land!

EVERETT.

THE WOLF AND THE KID.-A FABLE.

COWARDS most insolent appear

When sure that they have naught to fear.

A Kid, who felt secure and bold,
High walled within his master's fold,
Seeing a Wolf beneath him go,

Cried out, “Thief! villain! booby! Ho!
Come up here, and I'll put you through !
You dare not? What, a coward too?
Look here, old fellow! how's your mother?
Are you as handsome as your brother?
Before you go, unless you'd grieve me,
Don't fail a lock of hair to leave me.
You sneaking rascal, base and cruel,
Come here, I'll serve you out your gruel!
You would n't like me for your dinner?
O, no! you old bloodthirsty sinner!

Only come here, and you shall find
Some grub not wholly to your mind!
Of you, and twenty like you, I
Am not afraid. Come on and try!
But here's my master, with his rifle :
Be off, you scamp! your time you trifle."

The Wolf looked up and shook his head,
And, smiling grimly, merely said,

My dear, rail on! I care not how

For 't is the wall that speaks, not thou.”

GREAT RESULTS FROM SMALL CAUSES.

FROM trifling causes what mighty effects may flow! Events which seemed insignificant at the moment, have been the germ of the most momentous consequences.

A spectacle-maker's boy was one day amusing himself in his father's shop by holding two glasses between his finger and thumb. By varying their distance, the weathercock of the church-spire opposite to him seemed larger and nearer, and turned upside down. He showed it to his father; it excited his wonder, and led to experiments which resulted in that astonishing instrument, the telescope, as invented by Gal-i-le'o, and perfected by Herschel.

On the same optical principles was constructed the microscope, by which we perceive that a drop of stagnant water is a world teeming with inhabitants.

By the telescope, the experimental philosopher measures the ponderous globes, that the Omnipotent Hand has ranged in majestic order through the skies; by the microscope, he sees that the same hand has rounded and polished five thousand minute transparent globes in the eye of a fly. Yet all

these discoveries of modern science, exhibiting the intelligence, dominion, and agency of God, we owe to the transient amusement of a child!

SAUL, BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE.

WARRIORS and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword
Pierce me in leading the hosts of the Lord,
Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path;
Bury your steel in the bosom of Gath!

Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow,
Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe,
Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet!
Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet !

Farewell to others, but never we part,
Heir to my royalty, son of my heart!
Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway,
Or kingly the death, which awaits us to-day.

BYRON.

COMMON BOUNTIES.

"Is it not a beautiful flower?" I asked, plucking a violet, and offering it to my friend.- "Yes, but then it is so com"And why should we prize its beauty the

mon!" said he.

less on that account?"

Thanks, O Lord, for all that thou hast created common ! Thanks for the blue heavens, the sun, the stars, murmuring waters, and the shade of embowering oaks! Thanks for the corn-flowers of the fields and the gilly-flowers* of the walls! Thanks for the songs of the robin, and the hymns of the

* Pronounced jilly-flower. The word is said to be corrupted from Julyflower.

nightingale! Thanks for the perfumes of the air, and the sighing of the winds among the trees! Thanks for the magnificent clouds gilded by the sun at its setting and rising! Thanks for love, the most common sentiment of all! Thanks for all the beautiful things which Thy stupendous bounty has made common !

EXECUTION OF ANDREW HOFER.

ANDREW HOFER, a gallant leader of the Tyrolese, was shot by his country's oppressors, February 20th, 1810. - In pronouncing Tyrol, put the accent on the last syllable.

Ar Mantua, in chains, the gallant Hofer lay;

In Mantua, to death, the foe led him away ;

Right bravely had he striven, in arms, to make a stand
For freedom and Ty-rol', his own fair mountain land.

His hands behind him clasped, with firm and measured pace,
Marched Andrew Hofer on: he feared not death to face;
"Ty-rol', I hoped to see your sons and daughters free!
Farewell, my mountain land! a last farewell!" said he

The drummer's hand refused to beat the funeral march
While Andrew Hofer passed the portal's gloomy arch :
He on the bastion stood, the shackles on his arm,

But proudly and erect, as if he feared no harm.

They både him then kneel down: said he, "That will I not!
Here standing will I die, as I have stood and fought!
No tyrant's power shall claim from me the bended knee;
I'll die as I have lived for thee, Ty-rol', for thee!"

A grenadier then took the bandage from his hand,
While Hofer breathed a prayer, his last on earthly land:
"Aim well, my lads!" said he:- the soldiers aimed and fired.
"For thee, Ty-rol', I die!" said Hofer and expired.

THE STEP-LADDER. —A FABLE.

ONCE on a time, a sparrow, while on the look-out for something to eat, caught a big blue-bottle fly on a branch of a weeping-willow. "O! let me go, there's a good fellow," cried the fly. No," said the murderer, "not at all! for I am big, and you are small."

While the sparrow was swallowing the poor fly, a sparrowhawk pounced on the bird, and clutched him in his talons. "O! let me go! What have I done? Be merciful!" cried the sparrow. No," said the murderer, "not at all! for I am big, and you are small."

An eagle spied the sport, and thought he would drop in to have a bit of dinner: so he seized the sparrow-hawk by the throat. "O, please your majesty, let me go!" cried the sparrow-hawk; "have mercy on a worthless sinner." "Pooh!" said the murderer ; "not at all! for I am big, and you are small."

While the eagle was picking the sparrow-hawk's bones, an archer came along with his bow and arrow, and, spying the eagle, sent an arrow to his heart. "Ah me! how cruel!" exclaimed the eagle." Nonsense!" quoth the archer; “not at all! for I am big, and you are small!"

ON INAUGURATING THE STATUE OF WARREN,

ON BUNKER HILL, JUNE 17TH, 1857.

My friends, let the recollections of a common danger and a common glory bring with them the strengthened love of a common country. It may be doubted whether the most brilliant success on Bunker Hill could have done as much to bind the colonies together as the noble, though in its immediate results unavailing, resistance; the profuse, though at the time unprofitable, outpouring of human blood.