-for he did n't look at him-could n't help wishing he had come for advice when his breakfast was over.

‘Ah, sir,' said he, with his mouth full of gristle, 'you have saved my life; such a bone! believe me, I shall never forget it.'

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Well, then,' said Drover, now let me tell you what I think of your way of life.'

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You have told me,' said the tinker's dog, licking his lips and looking towards the fence.

'Well, but how to mend it?' said Drover, in some surprise at his altered tone.

You have mended it wonderfully, with that bone,' said the tinker's dog. I am quite another thing;' and he made for the fence.

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Ay, but you wanted some good advice,' said Drover, discomposed.

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Quite a mistake of yours,' said the tinker's dog, who had now wriggled himself through. I wanted some breakfast, and I knew very well the way to get it was to ask for advice. Sensible as you are,

I can see farther with one eye than you can with two. But not to be ungrateful for that excellent bone, let me give you a piece of advice. Never trust repentance that comes from a hungry stomach, nor take compliments from a beggar.' And away

he ran.

I hope my master won't hear of this,' said Drover, looking ashamed.-Leisure Hour.

COMPOUND MULTIPLICATION.
(Weights and Measures.)

ple met together

dis-charge', to perform
hoard'-ed, saved up
suc'-cour (v.), to help
neigh'-bour-hood, places near
ab-surd', unreasonable
en'-ter-prise, an undertaking
pro-mote', to help forward

con-gre-ga'-tion, a number of peo- o'-nus, a burden, a responsibility

or'-a-tor, a public speaker

In days of yore, as I have heard,
Each insect, reptile, beast, and bird,
Assembled in a certain wood,
To learn the way of doing good.
The preacher long and well descanted,
Till all his audience seemed enchanted
And all commended the oration,
As homeward went the congregation.

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;

The ant exclaimed, "T was excellent,
For those to whom the hint was meant;
But then, alas! to such as I

It cannot in the least apply;
In such a cause, who 'd wish to see
A little crawling thing like me?
Besides, my family so large is,
One scarce her duty there discharges;
If I had wings, I then might try:
What says my friend, the butterfly?'

'Well,' said the butterfly, I grant,
I'm quite ashamed of Mrs. Ant,
With all her wealth and hoarded store,
For such a cause she won't do more;
With half her means of doing good,
I'd succour half the neighbourhood.'

The little fish complained at length
For want of talent, time, and strength;
Unblessed by nature, fortune, birth,
He'd neither wit, nor words, nor worth;
But, while he toiled for daily bread,
Of greater fish he lived in dread;
Were he a whale, or ox, or steed,
He would be useful, then, indeed!

The sheep could never face a stranger,
For no defence had she in danger;
'T would be absurd for one like her
In such an enterprise to stir;
She'd recommend her friend the goat,
A cause so useful to promote.

Thus every one, from first to last,
The onus on her neighbour cast;
None made the effort to do good,

But thought, at least, her neighbour should:
So all commended what was said,

But none the orator obeyed.

SIR ROGER DE COVERLEY'S VISIT TO THE ASSIZES.

dam'-a-ges, compensation for in-
jury or loss

e-ject'-ment, the act of turning out
tres'-pass (n.), the act of going
where one has no right
en-close', to close in

cast, to defeat in an action at
law

dis-pute', (n.) a quarrel
an'-gle (v.), to fish with a hook and
line
de-ter-mi-na'-tion, fixed intention

A man's first care should be to avoid the reproaches of his own heart; his next, to escape the censures of the world. If the latter interferes with the former, it ought to be entirely neglected; but otherwise, there cannot be a greater satisfaction to an honest mind, than to see those approbations which it gives itself seconded by the applause of the public. A man is more sure of his conduct when the verdict which he passes upon his own behaviour, is thus warranted and confirmed by the opinion of all that know him.

My worthy friend, Sir Roger, is one of those who is not only at peace within himself, but beloved and esteemed by all about him. He receives a suitable tribute for his universal benevolence to mankind, in the returns of affection and good-will which are paid him by everyone that lives within his neighbourhood. I lately met with two or three odd instances of that general respect which is shown the good old knight. He would needs carry Will Wimble and myself with him to the county assizes. As we were upon the road, Will Wimble joined a couple of plain men, who rode before us, and conversed with them for some time, during which my friend Sir Roger

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acquainted me with their characters. The first of them,' says he, that has a spaniel by his side, is a yeoman of about a hundred pounds a year, an honest man. He is just within the game act, and qualified to kill a hare or pheasant. He knocks down a dinner with his gun twice or thrice a week, and by that means lives much cheaper than those who have not so good an estate as himself. He would be a good neighbour if he did not destroy so many partridges. In short, he is a sensible man, shoots flying, and has been several times foreman of the petty jury. The other that rides along with him is Tom Touchy, a fellow famous for taking the law' of everybody. There is not one in the town where he lives that he has not sued at the quarter-sessions. His head is full of costs, damages, and ejectments. He plagued a couple of gentlemen so long for a trespass in breaking one of his hedges, that he was forced to sell the ground it enclosed to defray the charges of the prosecution; his father left him fourscore pounds a year; but he has cast and been cast so often, that he is now not worth thirty. I suppose he is going upon the old business of the willow-tree.' As Sir Roger was giving me this account of Tom Touchy, Will Wimble and his two companions stopped short till we came up to them. After having paid their respects to Sir Roger, Will told him that Mr. Touchy and he must appeal to him upon a dispute that arose between them. Will, it seems, had been giving his fellow-traveller an account of his angling one day in such a hole, when Tom Touchy, instead of hearing out his story, told him that Mr. Such-a-one, if he pleased, might take the law of him for fishing in that part of the river. My friend Sir Roger heard them both upon a round trot, and, having paused some time, told them, with the air of a man who would not give his judgment