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rocks where it had been broken, and make no effort to help them. She knew they must be lost. So she implored her father to launch the life-boat and let her go with him to the rescue. He consented, and father and daughter, she taking the oars while he steered, went pulling away for the wreck; and I can fancy how the poor fellows watched the life-boat like a speck on the waters, counting each minute as it neared them, then fearing, as it seemed to be almost lost amid the mountains of hissing and boiling waves, lest it should never come to them at all. But at last they are alongside; the sufferers hesitate not a moment, but jump for the life-boat, and so nine precious lives were saved from a watery grave. Every one sang the praises of brave Grace Darling. A sum of $3,500 was presented to her as a testimonial, and she was invited to dine with the Duke of Northumberland. She died at the early age of twenty-seven, of consumption. Now, my readers cannot all be Grace Darling, but they can come to the help of the perishing; those that are weary and ready to die. They can all do something, by working, by little efforts of self-denial, and by praying for those who are in danger of being lost; and then one day they will hear those wonderful words, "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these, ye have done it unto me." A testimonial worth having indeed! ADAM AND EVE. Adam and Eve are my two pet doves, They live in a cot in the maple tree, They coo and coo as other doves do, And I know they are fond of me. Eve is a dear little milk-white dove, Her eyes and feet are of coral red. She wears a quill of gray in her wing, And a small white cap on her head. Adam is bold, and he struts about, In coat and vest of chocolate brown; Eve is as sweet as a dove can be, And Adam will sometimes frown. Adam and Eve are my two fond doves, Their cottage stands in the maple tree, They coo and coo, as other doves do, And often take lunch with me. MRS. S. J. BRIGHAM. SWINGING SONG. Swinging! Swinging! Up where the bees and the butterflies are, Winging! Winging! Their flights 'mong the blossoms that shine near and far. Ringing, Ringing, Song of the blue-bird and bobolink's call, Singing, Singing, Up in this beautiful world are they all!
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