hand side of the picture you may see the school master busily engaged in preparing the copy books for the boys. In the front part of the room you can see the monitor examining the writing of one of the boys. Thus the masters set a good example for industry. And we are glad to see the little boys ready to follow it. They also are all busily engaged in their studies. All! did we say? Alas! there are two who are mischievously playing. Do you not see them? We are sorry that they should be found breaking the rules of the school, while the other boys are studying their lessons, and improving their minds.

JANE THOMPSON.

JANE THOMPSON.

This is Jane Thompson; and I wish I could say that she was a good girl. But her looks and actions show that she is very far from being good. She is fretful and peevish, and when her mamma told her that it was time for little folks to go to bed, she began to whine and pout, and said she did not wish to go to bed then—she did not wish to go until nurse went.

No good child would have behaved in this manner, on being told that it was bed-time. Oh, no. Good children are ever ready to obey their parents, and cheerfully go to bed when their parents wish. What is there more lovely than an obedient child! Let every little girl and boy learn this beautiful verse. I will soon give you some others.

My father, my mother, I know
I cannot your kindness repay;
But I hope, that as older I grow,
I shall learn your commands to obey.

THE PASSIONATE BOY.

THE PASSIONATE BOY.

Ah, lack-a-day! what's the matter now? Mary took your knife to fix her doll, did she? Well, was there any thing very bad in that? Surely not. You are making a terrible noise about a very little matter.

Yes, because this little girl had used her brother's knife, he became very angry. And now you may see him violently throwing his sister's doll upon the floor. Already he has broken its little arms, which you can see scattered upon the floor. Ah, that is very wicked. No little boy or girl ever ought to get angry. It is a passion which "leads to clubs, and naked swords—to murder and to death."

Here is a little hymn which you may learn. We wish you to get it by heart; and whenever you are tempted to be angry, at least stop long enough to say it to the fourth verse. You will find it on the next page.

AGAINST GETTING ANGRY.

Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.

Birds in their little nests agree,
And 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.

Hard names at first, and threatening words,
Which are but noisy breath,
May grow to clubs and naked swords;
To murder, and to death.

The devil tempts one mother's son
To rage against another;
So wicked