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began to think the sport had proceeded far enough; and that the time was come for them to assert their disinclination to proceed with it any further. This attempt at resistance in the commencement of their bridle career, reminded the master rather facetiously of something that he had once experienced in another capacity, when he commenced house-keeping in days long passed ; and being prepared for the contingency, he drew from under his coat a switch which he had heretofore politicly kept concealed, and gently applied it to the flanks of the horse that seemed the most unruly.

When Black and Grey thus found that resistance was productive of only pain, they gradually acquiesced in the wishes of their master, and permitted him to lead them out of the pasture, and down a long lane into a large building that was used as a bark-mill; and in which grinding was performed daily by horses. A long pole ran through the centre of an upright shaft, and a horse was to be harnessed to each end of the pole. The horses walk in a circle and thus keep the shaft turning; and the shaft moves wheels that grind the bark.

The colts felt as boys feel when they first enter a school-room; and like them, viewed with a wondering stare the various new objects with which they were surrounded, and of whose use and intent they had not the remotest conception. They admired in particular the collars and other harness, that dangled from the ends of the pole, and with which Ned the owner's foreman, was busily investing their necks and bodies. He finally completed the equipment of Grey by placing over his eyes a pair of leather blinders which create no pain, but while they are on a horse he is prevented from seeing. Ned attempted next to place a similar pair over the eyes of Black, who felt no inclination for the accoutrement, and evidently began to think as many philosophers have thought before him, that if one will not resist encroachments on his liberty, he will soon have no liberty left to be encroached on. But Ned was not the man to be controlled by a colt, so he raised his whip, and after inflicting a few switches, Black concluded to submit; while Ned exclaimed, “You fool, can you not as well submit before a whipping as after ? Ned seemed to think the colt ought to know this alternative intuitively, forgetting that he had learned it himself by only sad and repeated experience.

All the preparations being completed, and the colts harnessed securely to the pole; Ned gave an intimation of his wishes, and forward plunged and pranced the colts. He knew that the harnesss was sufficiently strong, so he permitted them to bound onward in any way they should prefer, as PROVIDENCE permits man, knowing that by the organi- . zation of the machinery, they must work out the design of the mill. In a little time however, they were fain to remit their caprioles and caracoles, their animal spirits being much exhausted, and they began to be disciplined by affliction, and to walk forward as decently as their predecessors had walked. Exceedingly home-sick were they both notwithstanding; but Grey being a wise little horse and somewhat of a philosopher, gradually resolved that as he could not make his condition conform to his feelings, he would try and make his feelings conform to his condition. His eyes being covered he could not see; but as the

ground over which he was walking seemed soft and cool, he thought he must be rambling over some fields as beautiful probably as his own pasture. He heard curious noises around him, but as they proved to be harmless, he began to find them amusing, and to imagine that they must be the music of birds of a larger species than those of his own clover fields; and possibly of a more beautiful plumage, since they were of larger dimensions. The smell of the tan bark was at first of fensive to him, but the good humor into which he had reasoned himself, like the effect of religious faith which makes man see future good in present evil, induced him to convert the smell into a savory odor ; and as he was by this time ravenously hungry, he thought the odor must proceed from some new species of clover as gigantic probably as the birds; and much he should have liked to be cropping it. Amid these agreeable reflections he was stopped, and a pail of water was lifted to his mouth. He was never before so thirsty, and this gave to the water a relish which made it surpass in flavor all the water he had ever tasted; and fully confirmed him in the conclusion, that his new residence was a terrestrial equine paradise, where every thing was as much increased in zest, as enlarged in dimensions.

After driving around some time longer, the colts were stopped for the day. The blinders were removed from their eyes, and they were delighted to find themselves in each other's company; for they knew they had started in opposite directions, and the expectation of never meeting together again, had harrowed the feelings of Black, and greatly exasperated his ideal sufferings. The colts were also surprised at finding themselves in the same spot from which they had commenced their journey; but being too much rejoiced that the adventure was thus terminated, to care much by what means the results had been produced, they quietly permitted themselves to be unharnessed and turned loose once more into clover.

Being left alone and at liberty, their first care was to satisfy the cravings of hunger by a copious repast and then lying down near each other, they were in a favorable condition of mind and body to narrate to each other their several adventures. Black was all sorrow and complaints; he spoke mournfully of the stripes which he had received, and for 110 fault of his; but to gratify the malignant tryanny of that • Jack in office,' Ned. He remembered having heard other colts remark, that Ned was a bad fellow; and he found that the half had not been told which ought to be known on the subject. He affirmed that after they had parted company in the morning, he was driven all day amid the most imminent perils from trees, which were continually falling and crashing around him; and from which his escape with whole bones was almost a miracle. The road too, must have been an arid sand, for the dust suffocated him; and possessed beside an intolerable and pestilential odor. But more cruel than all, was the stagnant, fetid water that had been accumulated in some hollow log, and that he was compelled to drink or die of thirst.

At these misadventures of poor Black, Grey felt almost sorry enough to cry, for he was a compassionate little horse; and much he hoped that if they should ever chance to be again the victims of Ned's experi

ments, that they both might travel amid the delightful scenes and over

the pleasant ground that had fortunately been allotted to him. All he · regretted was that he had been denied the privilege of inspecting with unblinded eyes the good things with which he was surrounded; but possibly, who knows? the blindness was imposed for some good purpose rather than for evil. He had once heard a sermon on such a subject. Little comfort, however, yielded these remarks to Black, who insisted that he never would submit again to the impositions of Ned or any other biped, but defend his rights as a horse ought, with all the powers that nature had given to the noblest quadruped that trod the earth. In pondering on these chivalrous resolves and abstract rights of horses, he neglected the practical duty of sleeping while he might, and kept awake the greater part of the night; while Grey, who troubled himself but little with metaphysics, slept comfortably and dreamed of the delightful odors and delicious fountains of the preceding day..

The next morning the sun rose just as bright as before, and the birds and spiders began the day as merrily and busily as they had commenced yesterday. The frogs in an adjoining marsh began tuning their matin orisons, like chanting boys in a large cathedral, when the colts arose also, and shook their sides as usual. Grey cropped his breakfast with a good appetite, but Black was not hungry, nor was he pleased to find that surrounding objects were not as gloomy as he was. For the first time in his life he thought the sun looked brazen and too garish ; nor did the gayety of the inhabitants of the pasture betoken the sympathy which he felt due to his wounded feelings. Why! to look around us,' said Black,‘one would suppose nothing unusual had happened yesterday. I begin to find out the hollowness of the world, of which I had only heard before. He would probably have continued his lamentations, had not Ned appeared to again summon them to the mill. Grey yielded without a struggle, and Black had to yield; but not till he had been soundly whipped for his refractory propensities. Again they were harnessed to the pole, again they wore blinders, and again moved forward in opposite directions. In the evening, when they were unharnessed and unblinded, they were again surprised at finding themselves in each other's company; and while again reclining in their pasture at night, and recounting their adventures, Grey was found to have been as much favored as before, while Black had again met with nothing but his former horrors; aggravated by the reception during the journey of several beatings for apparently no cause but the attempt to assert his rights. The same adventures recurred during several successive days; and what seemed peculiarly among the inscrutable mysteries of PROVIDENCE, and hard to bear, Black was always driven over the dreary road and Grey over the pleasant one. Grey, accordingly became plump, sleek and happy, while Black became lean, irritable and miserable ; and had horses possessed lunatic asylums, Black would have been a very suitable subject for the skill of some veterinary Brigham or Perkins.

The colts were at length so far subdued and accustomed to their daily business, that Ned one morning left their eyes uncovered; and hence, to the utter astonishment of both horses, they discovered that in

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stead of travelling over different roads and through different scenes, they had always travelled the same circuit, and encountered the same incidents. Black cried all that day and the succeeding night, for here. tofore he had possessed the hope that fortune would at last be tired of persecuting him, and that he should at least occasionally be driven over the pleasant route that Grey was accustomed to travel. Grey, on the contrary, only laughed at the discovery, for said he, 'dear Black, you find now, from my experience, that happiness depends not on the road we travel, nor on the incidents we encounter, but on our own reflections thereon. Rebel not, therefore, at your labors and trials, which are beyond your control; but improve your reflections, which are within your control.'

We are not informed of the effect which this advice had on Black, nor is the information of much consequence. No medicine can possess any efficacy except to those who will take it ; and Black may have been wrong-headed enough not to take the moral dose prescribed by Grey, who, however, took it himself, and prospered on it, becoming thereby contented and happy; and when he died, which happened in a good old age, instead of being unmourned, as he would have been had he made himself querulous and miserable, like some men and women who cause all connected with them to be continually uncomfortable, he was buried and mourned much like a christian ; and this memorial has been penned to transmit with honor his example to all succeeding times.

HIDDEN L I F E.

The air is warm as Summer's air, í

The sky hath a mellow blue,
A slumberous breeze floats every where,

And the clouds are soft and few;
But the trees are bare as Winter-trees,

They cast a skeleton shade; We wonder that it does not freeze

With doubt each budding blade. Yet sea-like murmurs, deep and low,

From the bare woods rise and fall;
You seem to feel the ebb and flow

Of the solemn heart of all.
The home-like, joyous birds are here,

Mid-June hath none so sweet;
· Blithe prophets of the dawning year,

Young Hope's apostles meet. How can ye sing your summer lays

In boughs so brown and dry ? "Come from the heart the hymns we

They seem to make reply. (raise,'
Beyond the empire of the plough,

Close to the leaning wall,
White blooming stars are rising now, I

At Spring's creative call.
Ay, many flowerets come to shame

The naked forest limbs,
May-Day, 1848.

Whose dull life seems to lag the same,

At Beauty's hues and hymns.
O trees! ye cannot long resist

The warm embrace of spring,
Not long by breeze and sunshine kissed

To death and bareness cling.
If stingless winds and pleasant rain,

And the darling little flowers,
Bring not persuasion in their train,

Ye are no kin of ours.
Beneath your rugged vest, I ween,

The new life-stir is felt,
Where mild as violets, but unseen,

Your hearts of rigor melt.
Then let no softer child of May,

In briefer beauty dressed,
Murmur against your long delay;

Ye 'll flourish with the best.
The birds shall sing the early dirge

Of blooms that mock you now,
Bathed in the green unbreaking surge

Of many a wave-like bough;
And earth shall feel a fresher breath

From woody vale and hill, (death,
Where, long-time lapped in sweetest

The Spring's first-born are still.

THE LOSS OF THE HO R N E T.

A BALLAD OF THE SEA.

BI XENRY A. CLARKE.

It was a wild tempestuous night:

The stormy clouds were gathering fast,
And in their dark and marshalled might,

Swept on before the angry blast.
The wind with sad and solemn moan,

In midnight black arose and fell,
And ocean's depths, in dismal tone,

Rolled up a wild funereal knell.'

11.

The fearful night-storm had set in :

The dark sea trembled, as on high
The whirlwinds shrieking, and the din

Of tempests meeting in the sky.
Like shouting armies in fierce war,

With sounds of wo and sad distress,
O'er ocean's caverns moaning far,

Shook all his watery wilderness.

III.
Through the wild tumult of the night

A proud ship swept along the sea;
Daring the ocean in his might,

It scorned the whirlwind's mastery.
Through battle and through storm, her tars

In every clime, on every wave,
Had borne aloft the stripes and stars,

That banner of the free and brave.

Around her deck her gallant crew

Feared not the sounds of wild alarm,
And laughed to see the white sea-mew

Lead on the legions of the storm.
They watched his glancing wings before,

In nights as gloomy and as dark,
And heard as fearful tempests roar;

But well they knew their gallant bark.

And so, while ocean raged around,

And while the stars went out above,
Their voices rose with cheerful sound,

Or trolled some merry song of love :

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