lands of Scotland the boughs, cut in the summer, spread over the fields, and left during the winter to rot, are found to answer as manure. The catkins dye green. If planted in a low meadow, the ground surrounding it will become boggy; whereas, if Ash be planted, the roots of which penetrate a great way, and run near the surface, the ground will become firm and dry. In Japan the cones are used to dye black, and sold ready dried."-WITHERING. "Of old they made boats of the greater part of this tree, and excepting Noah's Ark, the first vessels we read of were made of this material. When hollow Alders first the waters tried.-GEORG. I. “And as then, so now, are over-grown Alders frequently sought after for such buildings as lie continually under water, where it will harden like a very stone; whereas, being kept in an unconstant temper, it rots immediately, because its natural humidity is of so near affinity with its adventitious, as Scaliger assigns the cause. Vitruvius tells us, that the morasses about Ravenna in Italy were piled with this timber to superstruct upon, and highly commends it. I find also they used it under that famous bridge at Venice, the Rialto, which passes over the Grand Canal, bearing a vast weight. Joan. Banhinus pretends, that in tract of time it turns to stone; which perhaps it may seem to be, as well as other aquatics, where it meets with some lapidescent quality in the earth and water.EVELYN. "The poles of Alder are as useful as those of Willow; but the coals far exceed them, especially for gunpowder. The wood is likewise useful for piles, pumps, hop-poles, water-pipes, troughs, sluices, &c. The bark is precious for dyers, and some tanners and leather-dressers use it, and with it and the fruit, instead of galls, they make ink. The fresh leaves alone applied to the naked sole of the foot, infinitely refresh the surbated traveller. The bark macerated in water, with a little rust of iron, makes a black dye, which may also be used for ink. As to other uses, the swelling bunches which are now and then found in the old trees, afford the inlayer pieces curiously chambleted and very hard.-EVELYN. HYMNS AND POETICAL RECREATIONS. On the wild heath of nature cast, In nature's paths, for all were wrong. I knew not then the living way To seek it in a world like this. How often had I sprung to greet To follow what appeared so fair. The eye of God beheld his child That eye of love which cannot sleep, Looked on the wanderer and smiled Nor ceased to watch, nor failed to keep— At length he sent a gracious word, Which bid the weary heart rejoice; That blessed sound the wanderer heard, And said, "It is my Father's voice." I turned to see from whence it came, When, lo! a wond'rous cross appeared, Whereon in sorrow, sin, and shame, Hung He who had my spirit cheered. Jehovah's radiant glory shone Around that patient sufferer's head; Brightly it beamed and beamed alone For all the meteor fires had fled. I heard it said, my sins had nailed Then tears that give the heart relief I wept-my soul was pierced with grief; I looked again-exalted high, I saw his throne of majesty, I heard his praise by angels sung. It was not where the dew-drops lay, It was not where the sun-beams play, Blossom'd that lovely thing 'Twas where the winter wind was cold, And summer heats their thunders roll'd, And clouds hung menacing. It was upon the dreary space That grew that gentle flower It bore the briar, it bore the the thornBut never, never had it borne A single flower before. And there it grew, and there it grew, But 'twas not till a foe more rude It was not until cast away, Was such the fate, and such the charm, Fair where was nothing fair beside, But never, never till he died, In all his sweetness known? |