How can it pleaee our human pride
To prove humanity but baao ?
No, let it reioh a higher mode,
A nobler eatiruat of mnn ;
Oe earncat In the aearch of good.
And apeak of all the beat w can.
Then apeak no ill, but lenient be
To other's feeling aa vour own t
If you're tbe first a fault loses,
lie not Aral lo make It known.
For life ie but a pausing flood
No lip can tell how brief the stay ;
Do earnest in the search for good i
And speak of all the beat we may.
Prom Saturday Nighl,
I XCI.K Ton's PKCBCVr.
1IY MATTIE EVER BRITTB.
Uoclo Tom w taking off his over.
coat, by tho blazing fire in tbe sitting
room, rod Hotty's motber was hel
ping biiu, and making a great fu8 o-
rcr him ; so Hetty wont into tho
kitchen, and buxiod nornelf in dialling
tbo hot 8nu$age9, and flaky biscuits
and (intrant ten, and pulling thorn
on tho table LoiiJo tho bright green
picklua, goklon honey ami erituaon
jolly, whioh wero already watiting to
furnish tho wenry trawler a suppor.'
It struck Unci Tom, whllo they
sot nt tho table, that thoro war a
gtnvo turn to tho cornori of bia fa
vorito Hetty's rod mouth, and a sad
loook in her syoi, which wero not
thcro at liia but visit, and he missed
her bright, joyoua ways,' exceedingly.
