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37. With what voice does the avalanche heard in its descent from these peaks to speak?
the clouds ? 38. What destruction do avalanches 44. Why will they not be seen and sometimes occasion ?
heard there? 39. Why “livery flowers" ?
45. What are the duties of an ambas40. What is said of the wild goats-of sador ? the eagles,-of the lightnings ?
46. In what way are these done by this 41. How high up do clouds usually rest? mountain ? (Ans. Clouds are most frequently less 47, By what titles is the mountain ad. than a mile in height);
dressed in the last few lines ? 42. Are not the sky-pointing peaks” 48. What were the duties of the ancient much higher than this ?
High Priest in the Temple ? 43. Will the avalanche be seen and 49. What is this Hierarch called on to
XXVIII.-LINES TO A MOUSE. Sleekit-sleek.
Win's—winds. The final consonBeastie-little beast. The termina. ant is often ommitted, as an' for
tion ie marks the diminutive. and, o' for of, &c. Bickering brattle-hasty run. Big—build. Laith-loth; as baith, both. Foggage— long grass. Pattle--a small spade to clean the Snell— bitter. plough.
Hald-abiding place, home. Daimen icker-an ear of corn oc- Thole-endure. casionally.
Cranreuch-hoar-frost. Thrave—twenty-four sheaves. No' thy lane—not alone. Lave-leaving, the rest.
Gang aft a-gley-go often wrong. Wee bit housie little bit of a house.
WEE, sleekit, cowerin, timorous beastie,
Wi' bickering brattle!
Wi' murdering pattle!
Which maks thee startle
An fellow mortal !
'S a sma' request;
And never miss't!
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
O' foggage green!
Baith snell an' keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,
Thou thought to dwell,
Out-thro' thy cell.
That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble, Has cost thee mony a weary nibble ! Now thou's turned out for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald, To thole the winter's sleety dribble
And cranreuch cauld !
But, Mousie, thou art no' thy lane,
Gang aft a-gley,
For promised joy.
Still thou art blest, compared wi' me!
On prospects drear!
I guess an' fear.
1. What was the occasion of these 7. To what purpose had all its labours beautiful lines ?
been ? 2. does the poet callPhimself 8. Who often fail in their plans as well verse second ?
as the poor mouse ? 3. Show me that this is correct in one 9. On what grounds did the bard call sense and not in another?
the mouse blest when compared with 4. At what season of the year did this him? incident take place ?
10. What makes us dread to look into 5. Why was there the more pity of the futurity ? mouse on this account?
11. How is it we obtain the victory over 6. Would the building of the nest have sin ? cost the mouse much toil ?
XXIX.—THE MITHERLESS BAIRN. Bairnie-diminutive of bairn, a | Airn-iron. child.
Lithless-comfortless. Frecky-eager, ready:
Siccan-such. Sairly forfairn—sorely distressed, Clutches—i.e. pulls at his hair. destitute.
Lo'e-love. Dowie—worn out with grief. Mools-earth. Haps—wraps, covers up.
Bannock-barley-cake. Hackit heelies-heels chapped with Couthilie-kindly.
WHEN a' ither bairnies are hushed to their hame
The sister who sang o'er his saftly rocked bed,
smile: In their dark hour o'anguish the heartless shall learn, That God deals the blow for the mitherless bairn !
Thoms. 1. Who had no one to put him to bed ? 9. Where is she now ? 2. How got he to bed ?
10. Why must his father leave him all 3. Had he shoes to his feet?
day? 4. What sort of bed had he?
11, How old was he when his mother 5. What sort of dreams visit his pillow? died ? 6. Who used to comb his dark hair? 12. How will those fare who deal cruelly 7. How does he find himself when he a., with the orphan ? wakes ?
13. What is said by the Spirit, in Psalms 8. Who used to rock his cradle ?
XXX.-THE COTTER'S SATURDAY NIGHT. ROBERT BURNS was born January 25th 1759, in a clay-built cottage, raised by his father's own hands, on the banks of the Doon, in the district of Kyle, Ayrshire. At the age of six he was sent to school, and appears to have been a diligent little student. At an early age he assisted his father in his farming business, continuing his educa. tion at intervals. When about twenty, he composed several of the poems which afterwards distinguished his name. After various domestic trials, when on the point of leaving England for Jamaica, where he had got a situation, the publication of his poems awakened so much interest in their author, that he abandoned his purpose, and after an unsuccessful experiment in farming. obtained an appointment in the excise. He died at Dumfries, in the year 1796, at the early age of 37 years.
The following remarks are by Dr. Currie, the early biographer of Burns. "The Cotter's Saturday Night is tender and moral, solemn and devotional, and rises at length into a strain of grandeur and sublimity
which modern poetry has not surpassed, The poble sentiments of patriotism, with which it concludes, correspond with the rest of the poem. In no age or country have the pastoral muses breathed such elevated accents, if the Messiah of Pope be excepted, which is indeed a pastoral in form only." Sugh, means, the continued rush- | Halesome-healthful, wholesome,
ing noise of wind or water. Hawkie—cow. Stacher-stagger.
Hallan—a particular partition wall Flichtering—fluttering.
in a cottage. Ingle-fire.
Cood-cud. Belyve-by and by.
Weel-hain'd—well-spared. Tentie-heedful, cautious.
Kebbuck-cheese. Braw-fine, handsome.
Towmond-twelvemonth Sair-sadly, sorely.
Sin' lint was the bell-since the Spiers—inquires.
flax was in flower. Uncos- news.
Big ha' Bible—the great Bible that Gars-makes.
lies in the hall. Claes-clothes.
Lyart haffets-gray temples. Eydent – diligent.
Beets-adds fuel to fire.
NOVEMBER chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ;
The short'ning winter day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ;
The black’ning trains o' craws to their repose ; The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes,
This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes,
Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend.
At length his lonely cot appears in view,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ;
To meet their Dad, wi' flichtering noise an' glee.
His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile,
The lisping infant prattling on his knee,
Does a' his weary carking cares beguile,
At service out amang the farmers roun';
A cannie errand to a neebor town:
In youthfu' bloom, love sparkling in her e'e,
Or deposit her sair-won penny-fee,
An each for other's welfare kindly spiers :
Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ;
Anticipation forward points the view ;
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new ;
The younkers a' are warned to obey ;
An' ne'er tho' out o' sight, to jauk or play: “ An' oh! be sure to fear the Lord alway,
An' mind your duty, duly, morn an' night! Lest in temptation's path' ye gang astray,
Implore his counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright!" But now the supper crowns their simple board,
The halesome parritch, chief o' Scotia's food : The soupe their only hawkie does afford,
That 'yont the ballan snugly chows her cood; The dame brings forth in complimental mood,
To grace the lad, her weel-hain'd kebbuck, fell,
The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell,