any fiction. All around us, what powers are wrapped up under the coarse mattings of custom, and all wonder prevented. It is so wonderful to our neurologists that a man can see without his eyes, that it does not occur to them, that it is just as wonderful that he can see with them; and that is ever the difference between the wise and the unwise: the latter wonders at what is unusual, the wise man wonders at the usual. Shall not the heart which has received so much, trust the power by which it lives? Shall it not quit other leadings and listen to the Soul that has guided it so gently, and taught it so much, secure that the Future will be worthy of the Past?" Emerson.

Declarations in the Form of Negative Sentences.

"No mere negations, nothing but the full liberation of the truth which lies at the root of error, can eradicate error." - Robertson.

"No principle is more noble, as there is none more holy, than that of a true obedience. Every being is excellent, as it is faithful to the law of its existence. It is by this fidelity in the material universe, that atom holds atom in solid worlds and in boundless systems. It is by this fidelity in the moral universe, that soul holds to soul in the unity of families, and the order of nations. Subvert this fidelity, and where would be beauty? Where even would be existence? Physical or moral anarchy must soon reach its own extinction, in the restoration of order, or the annihilation of the world. There would, without obedience, be no kindred to create a home; no law to create a state; there would be no conscience to inspire right; no faith to apprehend religion; humanity, there could be none, nor even the earth to supply it with a dwelling.” — Giles.

“Not a difficulty but can transfigure itself into a triumph; not even a deformity but, if our soul have imprinted worth on it, will grow dear to us."- Emerson.

"Can I think of her as dead, and love her for the love she bore! No-she never loved me truly love is love forevermore."

Tennyson.

"There is no loss but change, no death but sin,

No parting, save the slow corrupting pain
Of murdered faith that never lives again."

Miss Muloch.

"There is no punishment equal to the punishment of being base. To sink from sin to sin, from infamy to infamy, that is the fearful retribution which is executed in the spiritual world. You are safe, go where you will, from the viper: as safe as if you were the holiest of God's children. The fang is in your own soul.” — Rob

ertson.

SERIES.

A Series is a list of particulars expressed by simple words, or parts of sentences following each other in regular succession; as,

"To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper light,

To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. "— Shakespeare.

A Simple Series is a list of particulars expressed by single words, following each other in regular succession;

as,

"Knowledge, truth, love, beauty, goodness, faith alone give vitality to the mechanism of existence." - James Martineau.

A Compound Series is a list of ideas expressed by phrases, or parts of sentences following each other in similar succession; as,

"The laugh of mirth that vibrates through the heart, the tears that freshen the dry wastes within, the music that brings childhood back. the prayer that calls the future near, the doubt which makes us meditate, the death which startles us with mystery, the hardship which forces us to struggle, the anxiety that ends in trust,— are the true nourishments of our natural being.”—Martineau.

A Series of Series is a list of series, or, it is the recurrence of ideas expressed by phrases or clauses, which in themselves contain a series; as,

"To eat and drink and sleep; to be exposed to the darkness and the light; to pace round in the mill of habit, and turn the wheel

of wealth; to make reason our book-keeper, and turn thought into an implement of trade, this is not life." - Martineau.

A Commencing Series is one in which the sense is merely commenced, or left incomplete at every word or clause, -the whole being introductory to a following clause; as,

"The painful service,

The éxtreme dangers, and the drops of blood
Shed for my thankless country, are requited
But with that surname." - Shakespeare.

A Concluding Series is one which is so formed that each of its members concludes a distinct portion of the so that the sentence might terminate at any of these members, without leaving the impression of an imperfect idea or an unfinished sentence; as,

sense,

"The poet in a golden clime was born,

With golden stars above;

Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn,
The love of love."- Tennyson.

In a commencing series, the last member generally closes with the rising inflection, and the others with the falling.

In a concluding series, the next to the last generally closing with the rising, and the others with the falling inflection.

The inflections applied to the different members of a series are termed inflections of taste. In forcible enunciation, each member closes with the falling inflection, but in narrative and poetic styles, the rising is frequently employed.

A series, when written in the form of a climax, should be read with gradually increasing force and earnestness until the last member, which being the most important, should receive most stress.

ILLUSTRATIONS.

Commencing Series.

"If truth, and faith, and honor, and justice, have fled from every other part of our country, we shall find them here. If not, our sun has gone down in treachery, blood, and crime, in the face of the world; and, instead of being proud of our country, as heretofore, we may well call upon the rocks and mountains to hide our shame from earth and from heaven."

AN APPEAL FOR THE CHEROKEE NATION. Wm. Wirt.

"Our own selfishness, our own neglect, our own passions, and our own vices, will furnish the elements of our destruction. With our own hands we shall tear down the stately edifice of our glory. We зhall die by self-inflicted wounds."

THE DUTIES OF AMERICANS.

'After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well;

G. S. Hillard.

Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing

Can touch him further!". - Macbeth.

"To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given,
But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven.
As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form,

Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm;
Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread,
Eternal sunshine settles on its head."

THE DESERTED VILLAGE.-Goldsmith.

Concluding Series.

"Now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in

To saucy doubts and fears." Shakespeare.

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

ULYSSES.

"A land of beauty, virtue, valor, truth,
Time-tutored age, and love-exalted youth."

- Montgomery.

“When men are rightly occupied, their amusement grows out of their work, as the color-petals out of a fruitful flower; - when they are faithfully helpful and compassionate, all their emotions become steady, deep, perpetual, and vivifying to the soul as the natural pulse to the body." - Ruskin.

Series of Series.

"Of Law, there can be no less acknowledged than that her seat is the bosom of God; her voice the harmony of the world. All things in heaven and earth do her homage; the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power; both angels and men, and creatures of what condition soever, though each in different sort and manner, yet all with uniform consent, admiring her as the mother of their peace and joy."- Hooker.

"Holy intention is to the actions of a man that which the soul is to the body, or form to its matter, or the root to its tree, or the sun to the world, or the fountain to a river, or the base to a pillar; for without these, the body is a dead trunk, the matter is sluggish, the tree is a block, the river is quickly dry, and the pillar rushes into flatness or ruin, and the action is sinful, or unprofitable, or vain.”"Jeremy Taylor.

"A crowd of spirits from the realm of the deathless come thronging around us; - from the battle-field, where Liberty went down under the brutal hoofs of Power, its immortal image trampled in the dust, - from the legislative hall, where, amid the collision of adverse intellects, the orator poured his torrents of fire, - from the rack and the stake, where the spirit of man chanted rapturous hymns in its fierce agonies, and met death smiling, from the cell of the thinker, where mind grappled with the mysterious unknown, piercing, with its thought of light, the dark veil of unrealized knowledge and possible combinations; - from every place where the soul has been really alive, and impatiently tossed aside the material conditions which would stifle or limit its energies, come the Genii of Thought and Action, to rouse us from our sleep of death, to tear aside the thin delusions of our conceit, and to pour into the shrunken veins of our discrowned spirits, the fresh tides of mental life."-E. P. Whipple.

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