tions on those plain monuments and marble slabs within the churchyard, (sacred place!) within whose bosom is locked the precious dust of loved ones. Here, in this corner, is my dear grandfather, the old man with silver hair, whose face shone so brightly when he talked of heaven and rest for the weary. And here, beside him, is one who shared his sunny days and dreary hours through many a year, but, weary of life, laid down to rest before him. Here is little Freddie's grave, and there his dear Alice, too.

O Death, thou hast sent gloom into many a happy heart; ay, and taken those who once made happy and bright a home in this little cottage. Dear old home - every thing around has a peculiar beauty to me; and each tells of joyous days and sunny hours. The old maple still stands firm, though the fierce winds of many a winter have beat upon it; and the elm spreads out his arms as lovingly as when I played beneath its shade with a merry group. I see them now, those honest, rosy faces; and "would I were a child again." Our young hearts had never known sorrow then, the bitter tears of disappointment had never dimmed our eyes, nor had our ears ever heard the last adieu of a dear sister, a fond father, and a tender mother. The future was then one long, bright, happy day of gladness and mirth.

Though sad changes, dark days, and gloomy scenes from the past ever come before me, here, still, it's a loved spot, a sacred place; for here I first heard the story of God and heaven, learned my first lesson of gentleness and forbearance, and was first taught to lisp my wants in the ear of Him who giveth every good.

YOU REMEMBER IT-DON'T YOU?

You remember the time when I first sought your home, When a smile, not a word, was the summons to come, When you called me a friend, till you found, with surprise, That our friendship turned out to be love in disguise.

You remember it don't you?

Yes, yes, of all this the remembrance will last

Long after the present fades into the past.

You remember the grief that grew lighter when shared; With the bliss, you remember, could aught be compared?

You remember how fond was my earliest vow

Not fonder than that which I breathe to thee now.
You remember it- don't you?

You will think of it - won't you?

Yes, yes, of all this the remembrance will last
Long after the present fades into the past.

NOWADAYS.

ALAS! how every thing has changed,
Since I was sweet sixteen,
When all the girls wore homespun frocks,

And aprons nice and clean,
With bonnets made of braided straw,

That tied beneath the chin,

The shawls laid neatly on the neck,
And fastened with a pin!

I recollect the time when I

Rode father's horse to mill,
Across the meadows, rock, and field,
And up and down the hill;
And when our folks were out at work,
As sure as I'm a sinner,

I jumped upon a horse bare-back,
And carried them their dinner.

Dear me! young ladies, nowadays,
Would almost faint away

To think of riding all alone

In wagon, chaise, or sleigh;

O, saints! 'twould spoil their lily handsThough sometimes they make cake.

When winter came, the maiden's heart
Began to beat and flutter;

Each beau would take his sweetheart out,
Sleigh riding in the cutter.

Or, if the storm was bleak and cold,
The girls and beaux together
Would meet and have most glorious fun,
And never mind the weather.

But now, indeed, -it grieves me much The circumstance to mention, However kind the young man's heart,

And honest his intention,

He never asks the girls to ride,
But such a war is waged!
And if he sees her once a week,
Why, surely, "they're engaged."

HOW SHE FOUND THE TIME.

"AH," said Mr. Nelson, as, drawing his chair to the centre table, his eye rested on one of the popular novels of the day, "so you have a new book to read, Sarah. Where did you get it?"

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"I borrowed it of Mrs. Merton, or rather she lent it to me insisted upon my taking it, because, she said, she knew it would interest me, fascinate me; indeed, I told her it wasn't much use to take it, for I should never find time to read it."

"But she had found time-hadn't she?" asked her husband, a little roguishly.

"Of course she had. She always finds time to do any thing she wants to; I never saw such a woman in my life."

"And yet she has four children, and keeps but one girl?"

"And I have only two children, and as many girls, I suppose you would like to add-would you

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