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him a low desk in a far corner, and set him copies, sound and valuable counsel in important matters. Ilis 
also assisted him at times by personal instruction. The diligence was untiring, and his faithfulness unswerving, 
hoy developed a bold, clear and beautiful hand, and by ! and his ambition unchecked. He worked his way up 
the time he was fifteen he had become a correct and | to the bar, and became one of the most eminent and 
e Se c tive practitioners of his time. 
The man whose entrance into the 
=B| lp^Eggip|j| l.,~ — struggle of life had been from so low 
au, l unpromising a station, by the 
proper use of the fortunate qualities 
inherited, became, upon the death 
°f Pemberton, Lord Chief Justice 
of England. 
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP. 
There is scarcely a mother or a child to whom this lit- 
ams 
Is the house turned topsy-turvy? 
Does it ring from street to roof ? 
Will the racket still continue, 
Spite of all your mild reproof? 
Are you often in a flutter? 
Are you sometimes thrilled with joy 
Then I have a grave suspicion 
That you have at home—that Boy. 
Are the walls and tables hammered? 
Arc your nerves and ink upset ? 
Have two eyes, so bright and roguish, 
Made you every care forget? 
Have your garden-beds a prowler, 
Who delights but to destroy ? 
These are well-known indications 
That you have at home — that Boy. 
Have you seen him playing circus— 
With his head upon the mat 
And his heels in mid air twinkling— 
Bor his audience, the cat ? 
Do you ever stop to listen, 
When his merry pranks annoy— 
Listen to a voice that whispers, 
You were once just like—that Boy ? 
Have you heard of broken windows, 
And with nobody to blame ? 
Have you seen a trowsered urchin 
Quite unconscious of the same? 
Do you love a teasing mixture 
Of perplexity and joy? 
You may have a dozen daughters, 
But I know you’ve got — that Boy. 
Golden head, so lowly bending, 
Little feet, so white and bare, 
Dewy eyes, half shut half opened, 
Lisping out her evening prayer. 
Well she knows when she is saying 
u Now I lay me down to sleep,” 
’Tis to God that she is praying, 
Praying Him her soul to keep. 
Half asle.ep, and murmuring faintly, 
t; If I should die before I wake”— 
Tiny fingers clasped so saintly— 
“1 pray the Lord my soul to take.” 
O! the rapture, sweet, unbroken, 
Of the soul who wrote that prayer 1 
Children’s myriad voices floating 
Up to heaven record it there. 
If, of all that lias been written, 
I could choose what might be mine, 
It should be that child’s petition 
Bising to the throne divine. 
Sometimes silent in the corner— 
Is it matches, needles, pins ? 
For some mischief must be brooding 
When this quietude begins. 
Bouncing, shouting, down the stairway, 
Setting mother in a whirl; 
Boys are noisy, very often; 
But you ought to hear that girl I 
Setting out her Betseys, Marys, 
Janes and Marthas on the floor. 
Still will dress, and pet, and scold them, 
As her mother did before; 
Then she dresses up for shopping, 
Putting on her ma’s delaine. 
And a shawl or two if handy, 
Just to make a splendid train. 
Now she gives advice, so gravely, 
If her older brother chance 
For some little fault to linger 
’Neath his father’s serious glance. 
She is full of dainty graces, 
Yery conscious of them, too; 
If she kisses you while scolding, 
What on earth are you to do ? 
Sweet, bewitching little woman 1 
Be as roguish as you will; 
Long watch for me at the window. 
And my heart with sunshine fill. 
Surely mother cannot mean it, 
When she says amid your noise, 
That “one little girl’s more trouble 
Than a dozen little hoys.” 
Clement’s Inn, London. He was 
cast upon the world in absolute 
want; he knew nothing of his pa¬ 
rents; he bad not a friend; and be 
knew of no roof beneath which be 
bad a right to lay his head or obtain 
a crust to eat and a cover in return. 
The attorney found him very 
bright and prompt, 
proved faithful and earnest in 
business as was } ' 
when he had been admitted to sleep in the office, ex- 
Looking for Johnny. 
and employed him. The hoy rapid writer. He was now transferred to the inner 
the discharge of such office, and set at the work of writing important legal 
given him to do. By-and-hy the boy, papers. This gave him an insight into and a taste for 
He studied—studied so hard, to such good 
Pedagogue— First little hoy, what is your name ? 
Little boy—Jule. Pedagogue—Oh, no; your name is 
Julius. Next little hoy, what is yours? Second boy— 
My name is Billious. 
