should be thus the exclusive foundation? It appears to me, that there are three co-ordinate departments of knowledge, equally demanding a place in the higher education of mind. First, the laws of necessary thought deserve study to train the mind to rise above opinion and probability, and to realise absolute truth. These are developed in mathematical science with its cognate studies, and they formed in the academy, as well as in the earlier school of Pythagoras, the leading characteristic of the higher education of the Greek. Again, there is the study of language bringing the mind into lively contact with that of which the poet has said

"The proper study of mankind is man." Language and literature constitute thus that which we call the Humane Studies. Lastly, there is the culture of the senses and of the observational faculties. This department of education is the natural result of the introduction of the Baconian Philosophy into Education, and it has had its place recognised by the German Philanthropists, by Pestalozzi, and generally in the arrangements of the Real Schule of Germany. It is satisfactory to find that, in India, inductive science holds a high place in public esteem, and it were well that this branch of culture were largely introduced into its higher education, to counteract the influence of that dreamy speculative philosophy which has so long drawn away Indian thought from the healthy and satisfactory studies of the physical world. Let me only add that it will be, I hope, the aim of Higher Indian Education, as in our English Schools, to teach the young scholar the moral lessons of truthfulness, openness, and integrity; and to appreciate worth at its true value, to whatever class or caste it may belong. Let not physical culture, also, be overlooked. The schools of England are, in this, deeply indebted to the manly sports of the country; and the village recreations of India deserve, I believe, to be introduced into the school.

I conclude by repeating that I offer these opinions with much diffidence, feeling that it is almost presumptuous in me to venture to speak at all on the Higher School Education of India.

CONRAD BALDING.

A GERMAN STORY.

By GOTTHILF HEINRICH SCHUBERT.* CONRAD BALDING was the son of a pious minister, in a little town in Hesse. He had, when very young, lost his father and mother. An uncle took the poor orphan into his house, and undertook his education. The boy showed great industry, and his instructors stimulated him to persevere in his studies. His uncle, though by no means rich, trusted in God, and did his best to second the efforts of the tutors; and Conrad, with the greatest earnestness, pursued the path of knowledge, which seemed to him the way to happiness. The usual school studies were finished, and Conrad was honourably admitted into the University. Here, also, the steady diligent youth recommended himself to a kind tutor, who gave him all the assistance requisite for his first introduction to college life. But soon this kind and valuable friend was called to a Professorship in another University; so that Conrad was left alone, with means scarcely sufficing for his daily support.

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And even these poor means were to be withdrawn immediately. The uncle, who, by means of hard working at his trade, had with difficulty supported his own children and his nephew, died suddenly. The little property he left belonged to his young children; for poor Conrad there was nothing but a few pieces of gold, and some old silver coins, which his uncle, during his lifetime, had given to his nephew, at Christmas, and on his birth-day. These coins were carefully wrapped up paper, upon which Conrad's name, as their owner, was written. The whole worth of this inheritance was only 42 florins, this was all that the young man possessed for the completion of his studies. Yet the tears which he shed over the coffin of his good uncle were not tears of selfish sorrow, grateful love and true grief for his dear paternal friend. He was very desirous to give his small portion to the children of his uncle; but their guar

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dian advised him to retain it as a loan, and if, as there was little doubt would be the case, God should enable him to succeed in a profession, he could then restore the money, with interest, to the children of his foster father.

Conrad returned to the University: -he redoubled his efforts, and reduced his hitherto very moderate expenditure one-half; for he thought that the little sum so kindly spared by his prudent uncle was all that he should have to enable him to pass through the University. Autumn was passed, and winter came on, with snow and storm; poor Conrad could not afford firewood, which always, in a town where there is an University, sells at a high price.

His landlord, a strong elderly man, who earned his livelihood by his trade as a smith, took pity upon the young man, and invited him to read and write as much as he pleased in his own well warmed room, in which he never sat himself, as his business required him to spend the whole day in his forge.

The winter half year was not ended, in which our Conrad had worked hard and eaten little; for his daily food, since his uncle's death, was (except on Sunday, when he generally was invited to dine with his landlord) only potatoes, bread, and fruit. Notwithstanding all his economy, he saw that his little inheritance was nearly half gone; when he had bought some articles of clothing of which he was very much in want, particularly boots, he had scarcely sufficient to supply his necessities for the next month. His studies were not yet finished, for he had to attend lectures for a full half year. Still he was of good courage, for he had early learnt to trust in God.

In the little town in which he was born, lived his godfather, the master of the school in the place; a man whom God had blessed richly with children, but who possessed very little of this world's goods. He had often, through a tradesman who frequented the annual fair in the city where the University was, invited Conrad to spend his vacation with him. The young man, to whom in his forlorn state all expressions of affection were most welcome, resolved now to accept the invitation. A small quantity of linen, and a good

book to read by the way, were all that he had to carry; and on the evening of the next day he reached his old godfather. One day this kind old friend said to Conrad, "Why do you not determine to take a journey to Holland. You know, that your grandfather, though born in Hesse, lived some time in Amsterdam, and I have heard from your late father that there were several relations of your family still living in that city. One of these would probably assist you to complete your education. Besides which, I know of an opportunity for you to start this very day, with very little expense, in one of the boats on the Rhine, for Rotterdam. A cargo of coin is to be conveyed by the river, and I know well the owner of the vessel, and advise you to start in it, even if your journey should be to no purpose."

The young man delayed not to carry this advice into execution. His godfather, the schoolmaster, took him in his own cart to the Rhine, spoke to the master of the boat, and provided Conrad with some necessary articles, a cloak of his own, and a little money. He then bade the youth farewell with a hearty shake of the hand, and many good wishes.

The heavily laden bark proceeded slowly on its journey; however, the beautiful spring weather, and the scenery on the banks of the Rhine, did not tempt Conrad to neglect his work. He took advantage of the time spent on the way, to make progress in his reading and writing. At last they arrived at Rotterdam; the young man left the boat, the good owner of which would not receive any money for his passage and the use of the cabin by night; and to this favour he added another, and gave him a free passage on board a boat which departed the next day to Amsterdam.

Then was Conrad at last in a large foreign city, where every one seemed too much occupied with himself, and his own concerns, to take any notice of the poor stranger. An old citizen, who had accompanied him from Rotterdam, and understood German, had answered his inquiries after a respectable inn, where the charges would not be too high. This man had shown Conrad,

as they passed together through the streets, an inn, which, though certainly not the best in the city, was by no means one of the worst. The young man entered, and placed himself in the corner of a room, without any one remarking upon his presence, At last he asked for supper, and they brought him much more than he either needed or desired. The bed to which he was shown was very soft and comfortablemuch more so than any upon which he had slept for some time. The youth slept soundly till late in the morning within his bed curtains, a luxury to which he had never been accustomed. He was much ashamed to find how late it was; and, to his shame, fear was soon added; for, upon asking for his bill at the inn, he received such an one as very nearly consumed the rest of the money for his journey, of which he had spent the greatest part to pay for his food by the way, notwithstanding his free passage. In deep thought, he took up his little bundle and walkingstick.

While in Rotterdam, with the kind boat-master for his guide and counsellor, he had made inquiries about the relations of his late mother, then living at Amsterdam, and had learnt that his uncle, an older step-brother of his mother's, had died long since, but his son was alive, and a very wealthy merchant, who had married a German wife, and had many German clerks in his office. Conrad had-also informed himself where this relation lived.

He now asked a man standing idle in the streets to point out the way to the house, to which he was directed. This man led him through many small streets, and then through a very long one, at the end of which he pointed out a house as that which Conrad was seeking; he also, to the great sorrow of poor Conrad, asked for half a florin as a reward for his trouble in showing the way, and would not be content with less.

The youth entered timidly the spacious grand house of his relation. He reminded himself that he was not going to the house of a near relation, but of a wealthy landed proprietor, and then asked for the master of the house. He was shown into the office. After he

had stood still, disregarded, for some time at the door, he was asked what was his business. He was then taken to the master of the warehouse, to whom he told his name, and related in a few words what had been the fate of his family. The rich cousin examined the young man from head to foot, then proceeded quietly with his writing, and at last asked coldly-" Now, Sir, what do you want?" The young man coloured deeply, and tears stood in his eyes; he could not immediately find words. Then spoke one of younger men, a brother-in-law of the rich cousin, of German beggars, and took out some pieces of silver, which he offered to Conrad. He, however, deeply hurt, bowed, and hastened out of the apartment, while the two men of business coolly returned to their writing.

When he was again alone, he gave free vent to his tears. It was already past noon, and he did not know how, with the little money he had left, to provide himself with food, much less with a bed. Of his journey back to Germany he could not even think. The inexperienced youth came at last to the determination of leaving the expensive city, and seeking for food and a cheap bed in one of the neighbouring villages. In the (to him) inconceivable multitude of streets, canals, and houses in the city and suburbs, and in the fear of meeting with any one to show the way who should charge as much as the last man had done, he made no inquiries, and therefore lost himself, and wandered to a part of the shore, quite opposite to the direction in which he wished to go. It was now quite low tide, and the water was just beginning to come in the cranes and other birds, which had been feeding on what food they could find at low water, now flew wildly screaming towards the land. Then Conrad dried his tears. "He who provides the birds of heaven with food," thought he, "and who hears the cry of the young ravens, will not forsake or neglect me: He will provide me with bread to-day and tomorrow, and lead me home again to my dear country."

While he was walking upon the beach, he saw that a bottle was floating upon the gradually rising waves, and that