forming; railroads, canals, and locomotive-engines springing up on every side; when idlers suddenly become men of business, and dash into the game of commerce as the gambler would into the hazards of the faro-table; when he beholds the streets glittering with new equipages, palaces conjured up by the magic of speculation; tradesmen flushed with sudden success, and vying with each other in ostentatious expense; in a word, when he hears the whole community joining in the theme of "unexampled prosperity," let him look upon the whole as a "weather-breeder," and prepare for the impending storm.

THE PATIENT STORK.

LORD THURLOW.

MELANCHOLY bird, the long, long
day

Thou standest by the margin of

the pool,

Unthrifty, to submit to moral rule,
And his unthinking course by thee to weigh,
There need not schools nor the professor's
chair,

And, taught by God, dost thy Though these be good, true wisdom to impart:

whole being school,

To patience, which all evil can allay.
God has appointed thee the fish thy

prey,

And given thyself a lesson to the fool,

He who has not enough for these to spare, Of time or gold, may yet amend his heart, And teach his soul by brooks and rivers fair,

Nature is always wise in every part.

fear and sorrow

For any one,

All the fight fought, all the short jour- And, lying down at night for a last sleeping,

ney through,

What should I do?

I do not think that I should shrink or falter,
But just go on,
Doing my work, nor change nor seek to alter
Aught that is gone;

Say in that ear

Which hearkens ever: "Lord, within Thy keeping

How should I fear?

And when to-morrow brings Thee nearer still

Do Thou Thy will."

I might not sleep for awe; but peaceful, Step after step, feeling Thee close beside me,

HAT has my darling been doing Who will be able the interest to pay,