﻿WONDERFUL SAGACITY. 83 



Hew oft have you told me a story 



Of wonder, of pathos, or mirth ; 

 Of warriors covered with glory, 



Or peasants ennobled by worth ! 



You have lived in the country o f strangers ; 



You have travelled by land and by sea ; 

 You well know the world and its dangers, 



And impart your experience to me. 



I shall treasure the sound information, 



By you, my dear grandfather, taught, 

 When I enter a world of temptation, 



Where knowledge oft dearly is bought. 



Meantime, still remain my adviser, 



My faults still indulgently see ; 

 And make me grow better and wiser, 



By the cure you bestow upon me. 



Wonderful Sagacity. 



A FRIEND in P , New Hampshire, tells us the following 



remarkable case of brute reason, which occurred the last summer. 

 He had a pair of colts, with one owned by a neighbor, out to past- 

 ure, about half a mile from the house. One day, two of them came 

 trotting up to the door, neighing very singularly. At once it was 

 conjectured that something had befallen their missing comrade. 

 Upon going to the pasture, he was found hung upon the fence alive, 

 but very much swollen and exhausted. The grass was eaten to the 

 ground near him, and he had apparently been in that situation one 

 or two days. 



The colts that came up to the house to give the alarm had been 

 obliged to jump quite a high fence. 



There is another beautiful instance of animal sagacity which we 

 find in the papers : 



At Braintree, towards evening, a hound belonging to Mrs. E. 

 Vinton, came home, and went toward one of her sons, fawning and 

 caressing him. " Tray," said he, " you want another woodchuck, 

 do you ? I cannot go this afternoon. I killed one for you yester- 



