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OCT. 3. St. Dionysius the Areopagite, bishop and 

 martyr, a.d. 51. 

 St. Gerard, abbot, 959. 

 SS. Ewalds, martyrs, 690. 



Obs. St. Dionysius celebrated today was a member of the illus- 

 trious Senate of the Areopag-ites, and was converted to Christianity 

 by St. Paul the Apostle, who was summoned to give an account of 

 his doctrine in the Areopagus, where Plato had loner before been 

 examined on the subject of his own doctrines. St. Paul here deli- 

 vered his sentiments with boldnesi and magnanimity ; and Diony- 

 sius, after being converted, was by him ordained Bishop of Athens 

 as early as the year 51 of our aera. These facts appear to have 

 been principally collected from the testimony of St. Dionysius of 

 Corinth. The Greeks in their Menologies tell us that he was burnt 

 alive for the faith at Athens. These saints are both to be distin- 

 guished from St. Denys of France, with whom they have been con- 

 founded in many of our Calendars. See October 9. 



The head of St. Denys the Areopagite was brought from Constan- 

 tinople in I205, and reposed in the Cathedral of Soissons. Pope 

 Innocent 111. sent his body afterwards to the Abbey of St. Denys 

 at Paris, which has occasioned a confusion of the two saints, and a 

 misapplication of the foolish distich recorded Oct. 9th. 



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Downy Helenium Helenium pubescens full fl. 

 Yellow Sultan Centaurea suaveolens still fl. 

 Creeping Cacalia Cacalia Sarracenica still fl. 



Wasps are by this time much decreased in numbers, and often, 

 like Flies, become apparently sleepy, and less disposed to sting ; 

 and, if the weather become cold, are found lying dead about the 

 house. Butchers object to the destruction of Wasps, under an idea 

 that they destroy the Flies, and thus secure the meat from becoming 

 the repository of their eggs. 



Flies, which, as we have obseived, begin to be very numerous at 

 the end of July and throughout August, are still very troublesome, 

 and some kinds of them particularly obtrusive before rain, which 

 they indi.ate by their biting. 



On an Autumnal Morn, 

 It yet IS not day ; 

 Tlie luorninL' liatli iiut iust litr virgin blush. 

 Nor step but hers soili'd the earth's tinsel robe. 



How lull of heaven this solitude appears, 



This healthful conifoit of the happy swain; 



Who from his hard but peaceful bed roused up. 



In his morning exercise saluted is 



By a full quire of feathered choristers, 



Wedding their notes to the enamoured air. 



Here Nature, in her unaffected dresse, 



Plaited with vallies, and imbost with hills, 



Knchast with silver streams, and fringed with woods, 



Sits lovely in her native russet !' 



Chambcrlu^ne. 



