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Ucalegon." It is unfortunate that proxima would not scan, but it did so happen that this Ucalegon wore petticoats, and was not only what Mr. Weller would have denominated a highly "wirtuous female," but, what was still more to the point, a distinctly ecclesiastical young lady. From the day that my wife discovered that an intimate friend and neighbor had taken the decisive step of becoming a bicyclist, I noticed that she watched all lady performers with a new and even kindly attention, and began to regard their progress through rose-colored spectacles. And so it came to pass that one fine day six months ago I was assailed by a not unusual question, “Are you going to do anything particular to-day?" Experience has taught me, as it has probably taught many other male beings since the world was created, to give a diplomatic answer to this inquiry. An affirmative reply is generally disliked; a direct negative, on the other hand, exposes the unwary answerer to the risk of being invited or commanded to come out and pay calls. We all know what paying calls in the country implies; the men of the house are of course always out, the lady and the baby generally at home, and the unfortunate calling man is expected to entertain the baby, which either slobbers, or, if of an age so to do, makes personal remarks, while his wife gossips comfortably with the hostess. However, on this particular occasion I shortly elicited that I might have leave of absence for the whole day and no questions asked.

It was intimated to me in so many words that I might go where I liked, and do what I liked, provided only that on no consideration whatever did I set foot in the back garden. My recollection is that I really did mean to take a day out, but that something occurred to upset my plans, so that in the course of the afternoon I found myself not exactly in the forbidden ground, but in a room which commanded a view of it. "Curiosity, thy name is " well it ought to be woman, but just on that one day it was man. It was impos

sible to resist the temptation. Like Eve, I fell; like peeping Tom, I looked and saw-my wife solemnly parading the lawn on a bicycle, supported by a lady on either side, while two or three other members of the sex were playing the part of appreciative spectators. I cannot exactly say that her progress was the poesy of motion, or that it was much more "elegant" and "swanlike" than Mr. Winkle's skating. Indeed, from the way that she wobbled from side to side and momentarily threatened to collapse into the arms of one or other of her supporters, I think that she must have had very much the same feelings about her machine as Mr. Winkle had about his skates.

"These-these-are very awkward skates; ain't they, Sam?" inquired Mr. Winkle, staggering.

It is as well not to quote Sam's answer. Ladies, we know, are never awkward. It is hardly possible for a tyro to look dignified on a bicycle; but, so far as expression of countenance went, there was an air of settled determination, which showed that the rider sufficiently realized the gravity of the situation. But occasional shrieks of laughter, either from actress or audience, relieved the solemnity of the performance. Now that the initial difficulties have been after some perseverance overcome, I occasionally see the lady riding round the lawn, looking very much in earnest, and, as she has informed me, repeating to herself the formula, "I must get off like a lady," and she professes to have partially succeeded in compassing that laudable ambition. If this is really the case, as an impartial observer I can only record my opinion that ladies' methods of dismounting are rather multifarious than uniformly graceful. It need hardly be said that after this I joined the ranks of bicyclists myself. I had regarded my daughter's desire to possess a bike rather in the light of a passing fancy, as an instance, shall I say, of that possession of the bump of acquisitiveness which prompts her to require that I should at once purchase, for her own personal amusement, grat

ification, or edification, any stray dog, | day might hope to accomplish a mile cat, lamb, or calf.

"I don't mind a bit, father. I don't want you to buy it for me out of your money; but I have got ten pounds of my own in the bank, and if you will only get it out for me I will buy it myself, and give up my puppy and my pony, and only love that dear little calf."

"But next year that calf will be a cow."

"Oh, yes, and then it will have another little calf, and so I shall always have a calf to play with."

on Tuesday, nor was I disappointed. When after some preliminary canters in the garden I ventured to take the road, I was so far advanced in the art that I neither felt myself impelled to throw myself into the hedge, as one man who had neglected to learn to dismount confessed that he was in early days fain to do whenever he met a cart. Nor again was I compelled to enlist the services of stray tramps and passersby, which was the habit of another of my acquaintances who boldly sallied forth abroad at a period when he had

but was absolutely unable to mount without assistance. Hitherto I have met with no startling adventures. I have neither charged a windmill like Don Quixote or a traction-engine like a more modern acquaintance, I have not been pulled out of a ditch by my wife or tried to clear a sheep like my Devonshire heroine, and I have turned a deaf ear to the suggestion that I should purchase a second-hand Sociable.

And in like manner she had doubt- | mastered the science of dismounting less expected that a little bicycle would either grow up with herself or else multiply and replenish the earth with smaller bicycles. The child's fancy, then, had not seriously disturbed me. But that my wife should not only have so far forsworn all her old-time antipathies as to meditate herself to play the rôle of a "horrid creature," but should actually have tried to steal a march upon me and learn as it were upon the sly, was altogether too much for my feelings. How was I to know that she would not go off biking with some other fellow, and leave me powerless to follow?

From that day I was possessed with a grim determination to learn the art at any cost. But, unlike the lady, I was oppressed by no feeling of false modesty, but rather gloried in my shame, and announced to all who cared to know it that I had made up my mind to ride a bicycle. I learnt on a principle of my own which I can confidently recommend to beginners. I was helped on to my machine by a groom at one end of a gravel path, and after being fairly started, ordered the man to let go, and struck out manfully for a bush which was at the farther end of the same path. The bush, which was thick and thornless, was at once my goal and my buffer, and I felt a proud man when for the first time I charged it violently.

Dimidium facti, qui bene cœpit, habet. I argued to myself that a man who could ride thirty yards alone on Mon

From Sunday at Home.

EASTER DANCES AT MEGARA.

Easter Monday seems a holiday all the world over! Athens was quiet and empty-the people delighting to go for rambles and excursions in the beautiful environs. We betook ourselves to the Hill of Philopappus. At the tiny church of S. Demetrius, in the valley, a baptism was going on. There was a large crowd, nearly all men, many remaining outside. So did we. A table bearing a holy picture was put up outside the church, and the picture was kissed by the worshippers. The Greek Church practises baptism by immersion. The priest, a tall, noble-looking man, clad in red and gold embroidery, made his oration outside the chapel, and was eloquent in gesture and tones. We could gather that he made Easter metaphors of the young life beginning, the glory of the fresh spring, and the city rising again from the monumental stones of her hills. We had been

noticed as strangers, and a youth ad- | Megara, if but little show of wealth. vanced to us and gracefully offered each In its tiny "Place" was a roomy, bright of us the little metal token and ribbon church, with a cheery man to do the distributed among the guests. The honors to anybody who looked in. Easter festivities are wound up on Beyond the town lies a wide plain with Easter Tuesday, on which day the a natural platform of low rocks on one famous "Easter dances" of Megara are side. On these rocks, bough-screened held, giving excellent opportunity for booths had been improvised, where seeing national dress and manners. A lemonade, oranges, and the resinous railway journey of one hour and forty country wine were sold. Here sat minutes connects Megara with Athens, folks from all the country-side: fathers, and the route lies along the shores of mothers, and children, merry, happy, the Bay of Salamis and past Eleusis, and innocent. The costumes of the now a mere poor village, but once the women were wonderful; beautiful in temple of the great "mysteries" form, exquisite in color, delicate of whereby the ancient Greek caught handiwork. Everything looked perglimpses of higher life. The scenery is fectly fresh but we were assured that exquisite; indeed it is impossible to many of the dresses and ornaments exaggerate the natural grandeur and were heirlooms. In some of the dances loveliness of Greece. men were alone; in others, women; in a few, men and women joined. music which accompanies the low chant-like singing consisted of a wooden pipe, a mandoline, a small guitar, and a drum. This dance, like that of the Royal Guard, is highly decorous, and the happy faces wore the same serious expression, marking the religious origin of the festival. I noticed many very beautiful and fine faces. The Megareans boast of the comparative purity of their descent from the ancient Greeks. Certainly these Easter dances illustrate the sculptures on antique friezes.

The little town of Megara, once a place of great importance, straggles up a hillside. As we climb, we notice that nearly all the houses have beside them an open oven, something like a beehive with a big cavity in the side. The Greeks have always been prone to learn much from the bee-a very important creature to them in the olden days, when his labors furnished the sole sweetening of their food! It is said that the architect of the great Greek church of S. Sophia at Constantinople (now used as a Turkish mosque) got his inspiration from the study of bees' work. There was no squalor in

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As Ferhad' fled through lonely ways,
By love of Shirin overcome.

Drink not the cup that aliens give,-
My heart's blood thou wouldst drink for
wine;

No kinsman in thy memory live,

That thou mayst live supreme in mine.

The blown rings of thine hair replace,-
Those rings my heart a captive bind;
Plunge not in glancing streams thy face,
Scatt'ring my senses to the wind.

No stranger whisper "Love!" to thee,
Lest jealousy should drive me mad;
Mourn not for others' misery,

For if thou mourn, can I be glad?

Be not the lamp of feasts, I fear, Lest that bright lamp set me afire; Trifle no more, lest to the ear

Of Heaven itself my cry aspire.

Have mercy on me, weeping sore,

Ah, come! and silence my lament, Lest in the dust of Assaf's door

My latest wailing breath be spent.

Join not the pitiless skies in hate
Of Hafez, lest he sink and die;
Beware! lest happier turns of fate
Bring justice to such slaves as I.
Temple Bar.

1 Ferhad and Shirin were two lovers,' famousţin Persian literature.

2 Assaf was the great vizir of Soloman.

FROM THE PERSIAN OF HAFEZ. Give not thy tresses to the breeze, Lest that mad breeze sweep through my heart;

Touch not the house of flatteries,

Lest my life's house break and dispart.

Let but the firelight flush thy face,

I straight forget the rose-leaf's red; Lift but thy stature's slender grace, And the free cypress bows its head!

Court not the city's strident praise,

Lest I should flee to mountains dumb,

"THOUGH THE WORLD BLAME THEE." Though the world blame thee, thou art not to blame;

Though the world praise thee, hearken not at all.

In thine own heart is the reward or shame, In thine own heart the victory or the fall.

What others think of thee stay not to ask

Rather than please the many, serve the few;

Knowing that life's most glorious regal task

Is never quite too hard for thee to do. ARTHUR L. SALMON. Academy.

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