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Throughout her whole deportment, there is an air of indolence, and
a want of interest in those exercises which should engage her
attention. In her seat, she most commonly sits in some lazy
posture;--either with her elbows upon her desk, her head leaning
upon her hands, or with her seat tipped forwards or backwards. When
she has occasion to leave her seat, it is in a sauntering,
lingering gait;--perhaps some trick is contrived on the way, for
exciting the mirth of her companions.

About every thing in which it is possible to be so, she is untidy.
Her books are carelessly used, and placed in her desk without
order. If she has a piece of waste paper to dispose of, she finds
it much more convenient to tear it into small pieces, and scatter
it about her desk, than to put it in a proper place. Her hands and
clothes are usually covered with ink. Her written exercises are
blotted, and full of mistakes."

THE CONSEQUENCES OF BEING BEHINDHAND.

"The following incident, which I witnessed on a late journey,
illustrates an important principle, and I will relate it.

When our steamboat started from the wharf, all our passengers had
not come. After we had proceeded a few yards, there appeared among
the crowd on the wharf, a man with his trunk under his arm,--out of
breath,--and with a most disappointed and disconsolate air. The
Captain determined to stop for him, but stopping an immense
steamboat, moving swiftly through the water, is not to be done in a
moment. So we took a grand sweep, wheeling majestically around an
English ship, which was at anchor in the harbor. As we came towards
the wharf again, we saw the man in a small boat, coming off from
it. As the steamboat swept round, they barely succeeded in catching
a rope from the stern, and then immediately the steam engine began
its work again, and we pressed forward,--the little boat following
us so swiftly, that the water around her was all in a foam.

They pulled upon the rope attached to the little boat, until they
drew it alongside. They then let down a rope with a hook in the end
of it, from an iron crane, which projected over the side of the
steamboat, and hooked it into a staple in the front of the small
boat. "_Hoist away_;" said the Captain. The sailors hoisted, and
the front part