And he ferried her across. And it came to pass, when she stepped ashore, that her rags were turned into robes of flowing white and her face became bright with exceeding beauty; and there was a glory around it, so that she shed a light on the water like the moon in its brightness.

7. "And she said, 'Ogg, the son of Beorl, thou art blessed in that thou didst not question and wrangle with the heart's need, but wast smitten with pity and didst straightway relieve the same. And from henceforth whoso steps into thy boat shall be in no peril from the storm; and whenever it puts forth to the rescue, it shall save the lives of both men and beasts.' And when the floods came, many were saved by reason of that blessing on the boat.

8. "But when Ogg, the son of Beorl, died, behold! in the parting of his soul the boat loosed itself from its moorings and was floated with the ebbing tide in great swiftness to the ocean, and was seen no more. Yet it was witnessed, in the floods of the aftertime, that at the coming on of eventide Ogg, the son of Beorl, was always seen with his boat upon the wide-spreading waters, and the Blessed Lady sat in the prow, shedding a light around as of the moon in its brightness; so that the rowers in the gathering darkness took heart and pulled anew."

DEFINITIONS.—1. Mil lěnʼni al, pertaining to a thousand years. 2. Tū ́mū lús, an ancient burial-mound. 3. În con sist ́en çiēş, want of uniformity. Ō'ri el, a large bay or recessed window. Fa çade', front. Tre'foil, an ornament with three projecting points in a circle, resembling a three-leafed clover. Bat'tle ment, a notched or indented wall or parapet. Săe ri le gious ly, in violation of sacred things. 5. Ha ġi og'ra pher, a sacred writer.

13.-SONG OF THE RIVER.

CHARLES KINGSLEY, an English clergyman, poet, and novelist, was born at Holne Vicarage, Dartmoor, Devon, England, June 12, 1819. He took his degree at Magdalen College, Cambridge, in 1842. In the same year he was ordained curate of Eversley, in Hampshire, and this was his home for thirty-three years. In 1848 he published his first volume, A Saint's Tragedy. In 1860 he was appointed Professor of Modern History in the University of Cambridge. He was afterward appointed a canon at Westminster. As a novelist, his chief power lay in his descriptive faculties. The descriptions of South American scenery in Westward Ho! of the Egyptian desert in Hypatia, and of the scenery in North Devon in Two Years Ago, are among the most brilliant specimens of word-painting in the language. He died January 24, 1875.

1. CLEAR and cool, clear and cool,

By laughing shallow and dreaming pool ;
Cool and clear, cool and clear,

By shining shingle and foaming wear;

Under the crag where the ousel sings,

And the ivied wall where the church-bell rings,
Undefiled for the undefiled;

Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child.

2. Dank and foul, dank and foul,

By the smoky town in its murky cowl;
Foul and dank, foul and dank,

By wharf, and sewer, and slimy bank;
Darker and darker the further I go,
Baser and baser the richer I grow.

Who dare sport with the sin-defiled?

Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child.

3. Strong and free, strong and free,

The flood-gates are open, away to the sea;
Free and strong, free and strong,

Cleansing my streams as I hurry along
To the golden sands and the leaping bar,
And the taintless tide that awaits me afar,

As I lose myself in the infinite main,

Like a soul that has sinned and is pardoned again,
Undefiled for the undefiled;

Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child.

DEFINITIONS.-1. Shin'gle, round, water-worn, and loose pebbles and gravel. Wear, a dam in a river, to stop and raise the water. Qu'sel, a bird of the thrush family. 2. Dăņk, damp. Mark'y, dark; gloomy. Cowl, a covering for the head.

14. THE THREE FISHERS.

1. THREE fishers went sailing out into the west,-
Out into the west, as the sun went down ;

Each thought on the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town;
For men must work, and women must weep;
And there's little to earn, and many to keep,

Though the harbor-bar be moaning.

2. Three wives sat up in the light-house tower,

And they trimmed the lamps as the sun went down ; They looked at the squall, and they looked at the shower, And the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown; But men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor-bar be moaning.

3. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands,

In the morning gleam, as the tide went down, And the women are weeping, and wringing their hands, For those who will never come home to the town; For men must work, and women must weep,— And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep,—

And good-by to the bar and its moaning.

CHARLES KINGSLEY.