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ld be intimately known to every man engaged in the hardpractical work of American political life. It is difficult tooverstate how much it means to a nation to have as the twoforemost figures in its history men like Washington and Lincoln.It is good for every man in any way concerned in public life tofeel that the highest ambition any American can possibly havewill be gratified just in proportion as he raises himself towardthe standards set by these two men.It is a very poor thing, whether for

nup and a glorious day wehad. We followed a stream higher up into the mountains and the air wasso keen and clear at first we had on our coats. There was a tang ofsage and of pine in the air, and our horse was midside deep inrabbit-brush, a shrub just covered with flowers that look and smelllike goldenrod. The blue distance promised many alluring adventures, sowe went along singing and simply gulping in summer. Occasionally abunch of sage chickens would fly up out of the sagebrush, or a

e this affair took place, but as his connections are so powerful, I suppose he will be received as if nothing had happened. There are plenty of others as bad as he is.""It's a scandalous thing," Francis Hammond said indignantly, "that, just because they have got powerful connections, men should be allowed to do, almost with impunity, things for which an ordinary man would be hung. There ought to be one law for the rich as well as the poor." "So there is as far as

--are depicted with kindlinessbut sincerity.The horizon, however, grows dark, and from 1846 the new peer ofFrance notes the gradual tottering of the edifice of royalty.The revolution of 1848 bursts out. Nothing could be morethrilling than the account, hour by hour, of the events of thethree days of February. VICTOR HUGO is not merely a spectatorof this great drama, he is an actor in it. He is in thestreets, he makes speeches to the people, he seeks to restrainthem; he believes, with too good

clothes on a rock; further, a woman's scarf, a gown, a straw bonnet, the brig's caboose, and one of her masts high and dry, broken into several pieces. In another rocky cove, several rods from the water, and behind rocks twenty feet high, lay a part of one side of the vessel, still hanging together. It was, perhaps, forty feet long, by fourteen wide. I was even more surprised at the power of the waves, exhibited on this shattered fragment, than I had been at the sight of the smaller fragments

we sailed thence with a favourable gale, and some mists arising, totally impeded the English frigates from discovering our fleet. We steered our course as near as we could to the coast of France, for fear of the enemy. As we sailed along, we met a vessel of Ostend, who complained to our admiral, that a French privateer had robbed him that very morning; whereupon we endeavoured to pursue the said pirate; but our labour was in vain, not being able to overtake him.Our fleet, as we sailed, caused

s of derision, although his majestic face and dignified manner were only calculated to excite admiration. As the shouts of laughter and yells of derision came down to his ears he raised his head and uttered a few words."Who is he?" asked Marcellus. "Alexander, a teacher of the abominable Christian sect. He is so obstinate that he will not recant--" "Hush, he is speaking." "Romans!" said the old man, "I am a Christian. My God died for me, and I gladly

oration and study of these antiquities is stated as follows: "Although possessing throughout certain general points of resemblance going to establish a kindred origin, these works nevertheless resolve themselves into three grand geographical divisions, which present in many respects striking contrasts, yet so gradually merge into each other that it is impossible to determine where one series terminates and another begins." On the upper lakes, and to a certain extent in Michigan, Iowa,

f his secret knowledge and commanded a high price from the hunters, who sometimes paid as much as $5 for a single song, "because you can't kill any bears or deer unless you sing them."He was told that the only object in asking about the songs was to put them on record and preserve them, so that when he and the half dozen old men of the tribe were dead the world might be aware how much the Cherokees had known. This appeal to his professional pride proved effectual, and when he was told