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land, the king was obliged to don the cottage, she did not spare her reproaches, peasant's dress, and take the wild forest for and told the forgetful stranger that though his home. There Alfred had often little he might be bad at watching cakes, she had shelter for his weary head, and scanty were little doubt he would be good at eating them. the meals, while he and his faithful little! Soon after this, fortune shone once more band of followers lay in hiding in the upon him, and he was able to leave his marshes near the river Tone. One day, in place of hiding, and free his people from his wanderings, he entered a herdsman's the exactions of their enemies. hut, where he was left alone by the fire-side, An old monk hands down to us the story and strictly charged to turn the oat cakes of how tlie king deceived his foes. Diswhich had just been placed there. But guising himself as a harper, he entered the
the young king turned out a forgetful , Danish camp, and when the mead cups were housekeeper. With his faithful hound at filled and songs were sung, the disguised his feet, and his bow unstrung beside him, | gleeman watched for information from the his thoughts wandered far away. His uncautious lips of the revellers. mind, keen and hopeful, was busy forming Next morning the minstrel was gone, but plans for the future; he seemed to see the king was busy arranging his men for himself king once more, the Danes the coming battle, in which the Northmen vanquished, and the land united and happy. were utterly routed and at last compelled Meanwhile he gazed at the fire and the to sue for peace. They received as their cakes burnt black. It is recorded that I own settled territory the Danelagh, which when the herd's wife returned to the l they tilled in peace, and were baptised
and taken into the Christian church. We read that the faithful swine-herd, who had kept his king concealed in the marshy island by the Tone, rose afterwards to the bishopric of Winchester; but we must bear in mind that the level of education of Anglo-Saxon clergy was not difficult to attain.
Fifteen years of peace followed the subjection of the Danes, during which the king turned his attention to the elevation of his people and his country. .
He built schools, inviting learned men to come and settle at his court; and in his scanty leisure he himself translated into Anglo-Saxon, for his people, the psalms and works of philosophy and history. He had not learned Latin till he was forty, but he was an eager student, and in his division of work for the day, he only allowed himself eight hours for sleep, meals, and exercise, so that when public business was over, we can imagine him busy with his pen far into the night while his time candles' burn down ring after ring. He enlarged the fleet, improving his ships so that they soon excelled in fleetness the Northmen's flat bottomed boats; he built strong castles and protected the cities by walls; divided the land into shires; prepared a code of laws; and showed to his people the example of a good and useful life.
Towards the end of his reign, the Danes, led by Hastings the prince of pirates, again devastated the land; but the Saxons, with their stone-fenced cities and swift fleets were able now to make a brave resistance, and after four years, Alfred gained a final victory beside the river Lea, and saw at last the Danish ships set sail for other seas. Then a few more years of peace, and Great Alfred's work for England was ended. To the last he laboured for the land he loved so well, though his feeble frame was wasted by a malady for twenty years of his busy life. He died in 901.
After doing with his might whatsoever his hands found to do,' he joined the ranks of that great army, who may rest from their labours, and their works do follow them.
M. M. E.
THE BEAUTIFUL. REAUTIFUL upon the mountains D Are the feet of those who bear Tidings of the Open fountain'
To the weary wanderer. Beautiful in lowly valley,
Darkened long by error's night, Is the star-gleam of salvation
Star of everlasting light. Beautiful within the desert
Weary waste of herbless sand Is the freshness of the river
Guided to the thirsty land. Beautiful the Gospel radiance
In the land of heathen gloom, Pouring light amid the darkness,
Stirring life within the tomb. Sun-gleam on the distant summit
After day of sullen cloud; Springtide bursting bonds of winter,
Life-bloom springing from the shroud, Is the free, the Gospel message,
Free to every clime and hue,-Tidings of a blood-bought pardon To the Gentile and the Jew.
SERGENT, THE BRAVE BULL-DOG.
(From the French.) TAR away in the midst of Bohemia, at
T the foot of a hill, stood 'a large house or castle. On the one side was a wood; on the other, a fine large garden, with a deep pond at the foot of it. In this dwelling lived a count and his two little boys. The countess had died shortly before, greatly lamented not only by her own family, but by many poor people, to whom she had been very kind.
The children were very fond of an English bull-dog called Sergent, which belonged to their father. It was white, of a medium height, but very strong, with bright, intelligent eyes. When Sergent got out to walk with his masters, he was so happy that he would bound away to a great distance, and return all panting to be off again in a few minutes. The only time when Sergent gave trouble, was when he
saw geese or hens; he would fly at them, the gardener to go with him to his father's and sometimes alipost worry them. Though house, and tell him all. We can imagine how he had been punished again and again for angry his father would be when he heard doing so, still he was not cured of the bad such an account of the conduct of his son. habit. At all other times Sergent was an As for Sergent, he was caressed and obedient, docile animal, and a great rewarded, as he had so well deserved, and favourite with his masters. The dog was very happy to see every one so pleased appeared to reckon himself bound not with him, Poor dog, he little thought of only to love his masters, and to be their the danger he was in, from the hatred of companion, but also to watch over whatever the wicked boy whose bad conduct he had belonged to them.
exposed. A peasant in the neighbourhood had a Some days after, Sergent had a long son called Hanzl, well known for his walk with his young masters; and being quarrelsomeness, his laziness, and his | wearied after his return, laid himself down greediness. This boy was at open war to sleep on the cool grass beside the lake. with Sergent, because that several times The two young gentlemen had gone into the faithful dog had caught him in the the house to change their clothes. Suddenly very act of filling his pockets with stolen Hanzl, who had been watching for an fruits, and had left the marks of his teeth opportunity to revenge himself on the poor upon him,
dog, stealthily approached the dog, slipped One day a grand entertainment was round his neck a cord, with a stone tied to given at the castle to the young counts, it; and seizing it violently, rolled and and a number of children of their own age. pushed it into the pond. Sergent awakened The merry company were dispersed in the with a start, gave a loud howl, and disgarden; and many baskets of fruits, of appeared in the water; but struggling honeycomb, and niceties of every kind had vigorously he appeared again at the surface, been seen carried into the pantry. Hanzl barked loudly, and once more sank. The had heard of the feast, and wished much to two young counts, who had heard the dog's have a share of it. Waiting till sunset, cry of anguish, ran to the window, and he wandered about the building; then, could not understand how a dog which watching a time when no one was in the could swim so well should be at the point pantry, he approached the object of his of drowning. They ran to his help as fast covetousness.
as they could; but the distance made it a The cook was busy with preparations considerable time before they reached him. for tea; the other servants were arranging During this time Sergent had succeeded in the porcelain and crystal needed; and the detaching the stone which pulled him doors had been left open because of the down, and was coming out of the water. heat. Hanzl, believing that no one would Then Hanzl, furious to see his victim know, seized as much as he could carry. escape him, seized a large stick which lay But Sergent had quick hearing; he ran in, near, and was going to strike the dog. barked loudly, and seizing the boy by his 0, the wretch!' cried one of the count's jacket, held him firmly in spite of all little boys, who just then arrived; he will his efforts to get away. The servants, kill Sergent. coming to see what was the matter, found But in a moment the scene changed. Hanzl, with his mouth and hands full, The grass at the edge of the pond was wet vainly trying to escape from the dog. and slippery with the dog's having just
"Ah! it is you, you good-for-nothing come out of the water; Hanzl stepped upon fellow,' said the servant-man, seizing him it, his foot slipped, the stick fell out of his by the hair; I am not surprised; if any hand, he lost his balance, and fell into the one would steal, it is you.'
pond at the very place into which, a few Then taking him by the arm, he bade minutes before, he bad driven the poor dog.
What did Sergent do then? At the hearts. Hanzl was taken to his father in a sight of the boy struggling and calling for pitiful plight. When he heard of his help, without waiting a moment, he returned conduct, his father determined to place to the water, plunged in, seized him by his him under a small farmer whom he knew, clothes, and brought him out half suffocated. | where he would be obliged to work very hard; The two children came running to Sergent i and would not allow him to come home till when he had done this heroic act, and put he had learned to behave in such a way as their arms round him. Then the youngest not to be a disgrace to his father's house. of them said:
· Every one who knew Sergent was so Truly you are better than me, my good much pleased with him for what he had Sergent. If I had been in your place, I do done, that his conduct was often mentioned not know but that I might have left this as a model to children who quarrelled, and bad boy to keep company with the fishes wished to render evil for evil. You and the frogs.'
would not like to have it said that Sergent Hanzl soon began to recover his senses, behaved better than you,' was often but he did not turn from his bad ways. repeated to them. It is very sad when young people will not Be not overcome of evil, but overcome profit by correction, and only harden their l evil with good.'
M. T. S.
A BLACKBIRD'S SONG. A BLACKBIRD perched upon a branch | Will our young readers try to sing the A of elm: this was the song he sung. 1 tune, and live the song? A little girl translated it, sitting alone in the shade; but her sister, who heard the song too, thought that the lark, who was in the clouds overhead, sang part of it.
:m r or:S The song had only three notes, and these are the words: •Love, be busy, be true.' i Love, be busy, be true.
Zwingle leaving for the war.
little town of Glaris lies. Far up many times, like gleams from the city of are the everlasting snows, the seas of God. And through the town flows the