mold of his own mind, and partake of all the peculiarities of that mold. If there was more deep and original thinking, there would be a greater number of real geniuses, of original and eccentric characters; or rather eccentricity would be seen to be a natural movement. It is this process which makes" originals.” We all might be original and peculiar, if we would take the pains to improve to the utmost the powers our Creator has given us. If 4. Trust not, then, to an imaginary phantom to breathe inspiration into your sluggish spirits, nor wait for the auspicious moment, when some pitying Muse, invoked from a distant sphere, shall descend and infuse life into your torpid faculties, and kindle up the "glow of composition. you have an exercise in composition to prepare, act upon the advice of the sage Dr. Johnson,'-"Sit down doggedly to the work." I know of no certain way to bring on the "glow of composition," (which is indeed a most desirable state,) but by the intense friction of great truths with our faculties. 5. This will soon kindle up. an internal fire that will send a warmth and glow through the entire system. It is this friction which causes the strange transitions in the mind, of which we have spoken. When we first address ourselves to the examination of a difficult subject, all may be dark as midnight, and we have no power to do any thing with it. But by holding it steadily before the mind, pressing the faculties up to it, and keeping up the friction, by and by a sort of electric power is generated, which emits blazing illuminations, dispelling the darkness, and elances a lightning energy, splitting into ribbons the gnarled and refractory subject. 6. Now the toil is over. Henceforth all is enthusiastic play. The mind moves with freedom and majesty. "The hidings of its power" are disclosed. Bright and glorious thoughts come thronging round, attended by words, their obedient "servitors," all ready to robe them in appropriate attire. But how few ever attain to this state of mental elevation and power! And why? They give over too soon. The process is discontinued before the result is reached. 1. 2. 3. LESSON CV. HURRYING ON. "HURRYING on, hurrying on!" Says a Voice that speaks from the works of God; 66 Hurrying on, hurrying on! From the past to the future: the pause between Of the life that is hurrying on. 66 Hurrying on, hurrying on!" The busy throng of the city and town, 4. 66 Hurrying on, hurrying on!" The myriads that walk on this busy stage, With youth's gay trip, with man's firm tread, In untroubled sleep to lay their head LESSON CVI. THE PEOPLE'S ADVENT. GERALD MASSEY. This piece should be read in a bold, spirited manner; and an excellent effect will be produced by having the last line of each stanza read by the whole class in concert, as indicated. 1. IS coming up the steep of Time, And this old world is growing brighter: We may not see its dawn sublime, Yet high hopes make the heart throb lighter. And heard its voice of living thunder,(Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming! 2. 'Tis coming now, the glorious time Foretold by seers, and sung in story, Souls leaped to Heaven from scaffolds gory! Nor the crowned hopes of centuries blossom; And daring deeds, doth pulse earth's bosom,(Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming! 3. Creeds, Systems, Empires, rot with age; To our humanity more truthful. To waken at the name of “Brother: The time will come, when scorpion words We shall not speak to sting each other,(Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming! 4. Out of the light, old Past! nor fling Your dark, cold shadows on us longer! The People's step is quicker, stronger. That makes men great whene'er they will it: And the time cometh to reveal it, (Whole class) 'Tis coming! yes, 'tis coming! 5. Ay, it must come! The tyrant's throne Ye can not stop the opening day; The world rolls on, the light grows stronger,— (Whole class) The People's Advent's coming! LESSON CVII. 1 MAN HAT' TANS, native Indians who inhabited the Island of Manhattan, on which the city of New York is now situated. 0N DISCOVERY OF MANHATTAN. MARY L. BOOTH. N the second day of September, 1609, Henry Hudson, on board a small yacht called " The Half Moon," manned by a crew of twenty men, came in sight of the Highlands of Neversink, which he describes as "a pleasant land to see." Here he remained all night, and, setting sail the next morning, came to what he represents as "three great rivers," the northernmost of which he attempted to enter, but was prevented by the shoal bar before it. This was probably Rockaway Inlet; the others, the Raritan, and the Narrows. Foiled in this attempt, he rounded Sandy Hook, sending a boat before him to sound the way, and anchored his vessel in the lower bay. They landed at Cony Island, and were the first white men that ever set foot on the soil of the Empire State. The 2. Enraptured with the beautiful scenery before him, he determined to explore this strange, new country, which was worth more than all the wealth of the Indies. shores were covered with gigantic oaks from sixty to seventy feet high, the hills beyond were crowned with grass and fragrant flowers, strange wild birds were flitting in the air, and the fish were darting through the sparkling waters. Friendly Indians, dressed in mantles of feathers and fine furs, and decorated with copper ornaments, flocked on board the vessel, bringing corn, tobacco, and vegetables for the mysterious strangers. Hudson received them kindly, and gave them axes, knives, shoes, and stockings in |