cover at his statue. His clothing was of the shabbiest, and he even tore up his shirt to make wet rags for his figure to keep the clay moist. He had a bushel and a half of coals for the whole winter, and he used to lie down by the side of his immortal figure to sleep, shivering for hours before he could get rest. The exhibition of Lough's Milo was a great success. The Duke of Wellington went to see it, and ordered a statue. But the young sculptor determined to strike out a new path for himself. He thought that the Greek sculptors had done all that was possible in the way of heathen subjects for Art, and he resolved rather to devote himself to modern subjects, or, at all events, to those familiar to the English public. He did this with great success, and most persons can well recall his illustrations of Shakespeare and * Milton, the *Puck, *Titania, and others, which have been exhibited repeatedly and reproduced, as well as his statue of the "Mourners," which is known all over the world. The noble statue of Milo, on which he worked so industriously in clay, was cast in bronze in 1862, when it was exhibited in the International Exhibition, and may be considered as an illustration of what determination, energy, and self-denial will achieve. Flaxman. One of the greatest of English sculptors. Born at York, 1755; died in 1826. His sculptures and sketches are now to be seen in the "Flaxman Hall" in University College, London. Sir Joshua Reynolds. One of the greatest English portrait painters. He lived in the last century. He died unmarried in 1792, and was buried in St. Paul's Cathedral, where a monument by Flaxman is erected to him. Rome. The capital of Italy. French poet, born in Paris, ancient Rome, where men used to fight with wild beasts. It was built in the year 75, and the remains of it still exist. Newcastle. The chief town of Northumberland, in the north of England. Milo. A wonderfully strong man of ancient times, who Milton. A great English poet. Puck. A fairy character in a HOW TO GET A HOLIDAY.-A WIFE'S EXAMPLE. calico printer, an artisan who A MAN may have all the | jaunt, a little journey. fortun, a north country way of gotten, a north country way of wish in the world to save money and lay it by for poses, but, as has been said, he cannot do this unless his wife lets him, or helps him. Dr. Smiles, in his charming book on Thrift, which all persons who have the opportunity should read, tells a tale which is related by a good friend of working people about a man who was not himself thrifty, but became so by the example of his wife. He was a calico printer at *Manchester, and was persuaded by his wife on their wedding day to allow her two pints of ale daily as her share of the money to be spent in such refreshment. He rather objected to the bargain, for though a drinker himself, he would have preferred a perfectly sober wife. They both worked hard; and he, poor fellow, was seldom out of the public house as soon as the factory was closed. She had her daily pint, and he, perhaps, had his two or three quarts, and neither interfered with the other; except that, at odd times, she succeeded, by dint of one little gentle artifice or another, to win him home an hour or two earlier at night; and now and then, to spend an entire evening in his own house. They had been married a year, and on the morning of their wedding anniversary, the husband looked askance at her neat and comely person with some shade of remorse, as he said, "Mary, we've had no holiday since we were wed; and, only that I have not a penny in the world, we'd take a jaunt down to the village, to see thee mother." "Would'st like to go, John?" said she, softly, between a smile and a tear, so glad to hear him speak so kindly,-so like old times. "If thee'd like to go, John, I'll stand treat." "Thou stand treat!" said he, with half a sneer: "Has't got a fortun, wench?” Nay," said she, "but I've gotten the pint o' ale." "Gotten what?" said he. "The pint o' ale!" said she. John still didn't understand her, till the faithful creature reached down an old stocking from under a loose brick up the chimney, and counted out her daily pint of ale in the shape of three hundred and sixty-five threepences, i.e., £4 11s. 3d., and put them into his hand, exclaiming, "Thou shalt have thee holiday, John!" John was ashamed, astonished, consciencestricken, charmed, and wouldn't touch it. "Hasn't thee had thy share? Then I'll ha' no more!" he said. He kept his word. They kept their wedding-day with mother, and the wife's little capital was the nucleus of a series of frugal investments, that ultimately swelled out into a shop, a factory, warehouses, a country seat, carriage, and, perhaps, a *Liverpool Mayor. Manchester. A large manufacturing city in Lancashire, where cotton is made into calico, and calico printed and dyed. Liverpool. A large seaport in "TAKE CARE OF THE PENNIES." mate, a fellow workman. sponge, to suck in all that can be got, like a sponge. independence, freedom, selfhelp. hearthstone, a name for the fireside. squalor, shabbiness, poverty, and dirt. slattern looking, untidy, careless. revealed, discovered, exposed. comrade, a companion; acquaintance. sieve, a vessel full of holes made on purpose to sift things through. ill weeds, bad, rank; things not of any use. "I SAY, mate," said one workman to another, as they went home one evening from their work, "will you tell me how it is that you contrive to get on? how it is that you manage to feed and clothe your family as you do, and put money in the *Penny Bank besides; whilst I, who have as good wages as you, and fewer children, can barely make the ends meet?" Well, I will tell you; it only consists in thisin taking care of the pennies!” "What! Is that all, Ransom?" "Yes, and a good 'all' too. Not one in fifty knows the secret. For instance, Jack, you don't." How! I? Let's see how you make that out." Now you have asked have asked my secret, I'll tell you all about it. But you must not be offended if I speak plain. First, I pay nothing for my drink." "Nothing? Then you don't pay your shot, but sponge upon your neighbours." "Never! I drink water, which costs nothing. Drunken days have all their to-morrows, as the old proverb says. I spare myself sore heads and shaky |