with the utmost care those raspings and parings of existence, those leavings of days and bits of hours - so valueless singly, so inestimable in the aggregate — which most persons sweep out into the waste of life, and you will be rich in leisure. Rely upon it, if you are a miser of moments, if you hoard up and turn to account odd minutes and half-hours, you will at last be wealthier in intellectual acquisitions, wealthier in good deeds harvested, than thousands whose time is all their own.

The biographer of George Stephenson tells us that the smallest fragments of his time were regarded by him as precious, and that "he was never so happy as when improving them." For years Benjamin Franklin strove, with inflexible resolution, to save for his own instruction every minute that could be won. Henry Kirke White learned Greek while walking to and from a lawyer's office. Livingstone taught himself Latin grammar while working at the loom. Hugh Miller found time while pursuing his trade as a stone-mason, not only to read, but to write, cultivating his style till he became one of the most brilliant authors of the day.

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and so

The small stones that fill up the crevices are almost as essential to the firm wall as the great stones; the wise use of spare time contributes not a little to the building up of a man's mind in good proportions, and with strength. If you really prize mental culture, or are sincerely anxious to do any good thing, you will find time, or make time for it, sooner or later, however engrossed with other employments. other employments. A failure to accomplish it can only prove the feebleness of your will, not that you lacked time for its execution.

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Time, St. Alphonsus Liguori tells us, is of the same value as Almighty God, for in a moment we may lose or gain the possession of that infinite Being.

Questions:--- What art is one of the most important in life? What did a celebrated Italian call his time? What is true of that, as of other estates? Wherein does lost time differ from lost wealth? For what is want of leisure a common excuse? Why is it a bad one? Who are the men in any community who do most for the general good? Why is it that the man who does much is likely to do more? How do men who do the greatest things do them? What is the most desirable kind of genius? What does leisure prove, in nine cases out of ten? To what should the thought of the impossibility of finding leisure stimulate you? Describe the floor of the gold-working room in the Mint. What is the object of this? What lesson may be learned from this? Mention instances of great men who made good use of their spare moments. What are almost as essential to the firm wall as

the great stones? How is this applied to time?

COMPOSITION.

Show from the life of

Give three or four sayings or proverbs in regard to time. You may select the two at the head of this lesson, and two others. Take any one of these, and explain it by illustrations. Washington, as a boy, how he valued time. Show from the wars of Napoleon how victory or defeat often depended upon a few moments availed of, or neglected. Show how, in banking business, for instance, a few moments too late in payment of a note may destroy a merchant's reputation. How in china work, a few moments' delay or forgetfulness may destroy the finest coloring of works, etc.

EAN Baptiste Colbert, when a boy of fifteen, was

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sitting one morning in the shop of his master and godfather — Monsieur Certain, a rich woollen-draper of Rheims -- when he was requested by him to execute a commission.

"Lay aside your paper, and listen to what I am going to say. Here is an invoice, directed, you see, to M. Cenani, of the firm Cenani and Mazerani, bankers of Paris. Set off now to the hotel where the banker is staying, take the invoice to him, and at the same time show him those cloths. Come here, sir, and remember the prices: No. 1 is marked three crowns a yard; No. 2, six crowns; No. 3, eight crowns; and No. 4, fifteen crowns. It is dear enough, but it is the very finest Saxony."

"Am I to make any abatement, godfather?" asked Baptiste, taking a card to which little patterns of cloth were fastened, while Moline, the porter, loaded himself with several pieces similar to the specimens.

"The full price, and ready money. Not a penny less. Remember."

Baptiste and Moline quickly reached the hotel.

"I wish to see M. Cenani," said Baptiste to the person in attendance.

"The first staircase to the left, Nos. 8 and 10," said the waiter. And, still followed by Moline, the young woollen-draper knocked at the door to which he was directed, and was quickly ushered into the presence of a very young man, in a dressing-gown of bright green damask, richly flowered with red.

"I come from M. Certain," said Baptiste, bowing. "Here are several pieces of cloth for you to choose from," added Moline, placing his parcel on a table.

The young banker merely said: "Let me see them;" and, putting one aside, said: "I like this best; what is its price?"

"Fifteen crowns a yard," answered Baptiste. Moline made a grimace, which neither seller nor buyer remarked.

dy in the country. How many ?”

id Moline, looking at the mark; to measure it before you, sir"— essary, my friend; I may trust M. ds at fifteen crowns make four owns: here they are;" and going to an open desk, he took out a hich he gave to Baptiste. w to write, my little friend?" said

the question.

receipt."

he required receipt, and took the l and retired.

the master of the Golden Fleece,* s station on the step before his door, his godson and his shop-boy.

t last," said Moline, throwing his bale

ed it eagerly. "You have made no "said he.

I have," said Baptiste, quietly.

ou have," said Moline, with a smoth

so, Moline? do you think so?" cried -draper, examining the cloth. "But, have expected this; the little rascal erwise. But I warn you, if you have

r's sign; at one time all tradesmen hung a sign nnkeepers do now.

made a mistake, you shall go to M. Cenani to ask from him the surplus money; and, if he refuse to give it, you shall pay it out of your wages. No. 3 is wanting: No. 3 was worth it was worth six crowns; no, eight

"Eight crowns!-eight crowns!" cried Laptiste, astounded. "Are you sure of that, godfather?” "Perhaps you would like to make out, you little rascal, that it was I who made the mistake. I tell you No. 3 was worth eight crowns. I am half dead with fear. I

will lay a wager that the fellow sold it for six."

"On the contrary, godfather, stupid creature that I am, I have sold it for fifteen; but "

"Fifteen!-fifteen!" interrupted the woollen-draper, trying to disguise his joy;-"fifteen! You are a fine boy, a good boy, Baptiste; you will one day be an honor to all your family; and I, your godfather, congratulate myself on having stood sponsor for you. Fifteen!-I could almost cry with joy! Fifteen crowns --fifteen crowns for a piece of cloth not worth six! Thirty yards at fifteen crowns instead of eight — seven crowns profit; thirty yards, two hundred and ten crowns -six hundred and thirty francs profit. O happy day!"

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"How, godfather; would you take advantage?" said Baptiste, drawing back instead of advancing.

"Oh, perhaps you would like to go shares," said the dishonest shopkeeper. "Certainly; I agree to let you have something."

“Godfather,” interrupted young Colbert in his turn, composedly taking up his hat, which he had put down on entering, "I cannot agree to any such thing"

"Bravo! bravo, my boy! Well, give it all to me."

*Three franes to a crown.