endure
it without apparent harm; a third concludes that "it is all
chance," and trusts to that chance. Had he understood the
principle involved, he would not have been left to
chance--his first lesson in swimming would not have been a
shipwreck.

The work will be illustrated with from 20 to 25 woodcuts, to
assist the exposition. It will be published in monthly
numbers, uniform with Johnston's _Chemistry of Common
Life_.

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The History of Civilization in England. By Henry Thos. Buckle. Vol.
I. 8vo. Cloth. $2.50

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Legends and Lyrics. By Anne Adelaide Proctor, (Daughter of the Poet,
Barry Cornwall.) One very neat volume, 12mo. Second edition. 75 cents.

This is the charming volume of fresh and tender poems, by
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