Story of the Wolf.

In the northern part of Germany, not far from the Black Forest, dwelt a woodman and his wife, who had an only son, whose name was Eugene. They used both to go to work in the forest, felling trees.

They were obliged to leave Eugene, who was nino years old, in their cottage, to cook their suppers and look after the pigs and poultry. Whenever they went out, they gave him strict charge to take care of himself, and to keep narrow watch, in case the wolves should come down from the hills.

One cold, frosty morning, they set off to their daily toil, and left Eugene, as was usual with them, at home. The little fellow had a great deal to do, and, as soon as his father and mother had left him, set about doing it.

He had not been long at his work, however, before he thought he heard a howling in the ravine, not far from the house; and, going to see what it could be, he was not a little surprised and alarmed at beholding a female wolf and her two cubs, sitting among the flinty rocks at the bottom, with their white teeth grinning at him as he looked down.

abruptly, in a full tone of voice, gradually diminishing the sound of it

till it ends in silence.

“One of the most general faults in reading is a slight, short, mincing pronunciation of the accented vowels. This produces a harsh, insignificant, and trifling sound of the word, instead of that bold, round, mellow tone, which ought to be considered as the basis of speaking. It is to a judicious prolongation of the sound of these vowels that pronunciatian owes one of its greatest beauties."- WALKER.

He immediately retreated back to the cottage, terribly frightened, scarcely thinking how he should defend himself. He, however, made a good fire, and bolted and barred the doors, and took his station at the window.

For more than two hours, he sat, with his heart beating, patiently) watching, and listening to every sound. At last, the time drew near for his parents to return; for the sun had already set behind the mountains.

So he took courage, and ventured to open the door; and, his thoughts being still upon the wolves he had seen, he cautiously, and on tiptoe, proceeded to the edge of the ravine; but, when he looked over, the full glare of the eyes of the larger wolf met his, and her white teeth grinned at him.

Eugene took up a large stone, and threw it at the wolf's head with all his force, and, without waiting to see what had been the effect of it, ran off with all his speed to the cottage.

He had not been there long, before he observed, from one of the windows, the wolf approach, with her two cubs. She came with a very stealthy pace, and at last leaped on the gable of the pigsty, and, with a bound, seized upon one of the pigs, which she dreadfully lacerated; and, after a violent struggle, succeeded in carrying it off.

Eugene was afraid to move or shout; but, as soon as he found the pig was gone, he blamed himself for not taking all the means in his power for preventing

the loss of his father's property. "Ay," said he, "if the wolf should come again, I will teach her a different lesson."

And sure enough the wolf did come again; for a young pig was not half a supper for three hungry wolves. She came, with her jaws all besmeared with blood, and her two young ones with her, howling fiercely; for their appetites seemed rather quickened than satisfied with the relish of the pig.

The old wolf leaped into the sty to seize upon the other pig; but at this moment Eugene threw a large firebrand, from the window at which he stood, at the head of the wolf. The blaze, and, perhaps, more particularly the smell of the fire, made the wolf leap out again; but, as the fire died away, she again made an attack on the pig.

Eugene was provided with another firebrand, and threw it into the sty, which had the effect of driving the wolf away; but then it set fire to the pigsty. This was a remedy worse than the disease. The wolf ran away, and the pigsty blazed fiercely; and Eugene feared it would set fire to the cottage.

He, therefore, ran down stairs, and pumped several pails of water; and, taking them up to the window, threw the water over the flames, which, with difficulty, were thus extinguished. The pig had been terribly frightened, but not materially injured.

LESSON VI.

TABLE OF CONSONANT ELEMENTS.

b as in bed, bid, mob, rob.
d as in deed, deep, aid, did.
f as in fine, fall, roof, ruff.
g as in give, gave, bog, log.

Every, (not ev'ry,) traveller, flatterer, murderer, borderer, wanderer, moderate, tolerate, desperate, venerate, tottering, fluttering.

The same, concluded.

Nor a great while after the fire had been out, the wolf again appeared. As if the taste of the other pig had revived her, she leaped into the half-destroyed sty; but the pig was no longer there, Eugene having taken him into the cottage.

The wolf soon made herself acquainted with this fact by sniffing her nose under the door; but Eugene had barred and bolted the door fast enough. The smell of the pig was, however, too much for the wolf, and she scratched and tore at the door, which, not being very sound, gave way to the repeated ef

Note to Teachers. — The above table is designed to exercise the voice upon the consonant elements.

The elementary sound of a consonant may be ascertained by pro nouncing a word containing it in a slow, drawling manner. Notice the sound of the clement as it issues from the mouth, and then utter it alone.

forts of her sharp claws. The two cubs also had their share in the work.

At last a hole was made underneath the door large enough for the wolf to get her head through. Poor Eugene was now terribly frightened, and knew not what to do. The wolf scratched and scratched, and every minute or two put her head through the hole to see if it were large enough to admit her body. In doing this, she caught sight of the pig and of the poor terrified little boy.

At last Eugene thought of an expedient) to drive the wolf away. He had no fire, for that had gone out while he was extinguishing the conflagration of the pigsty; but a large kettle, full of porridge, was standing on the fireplace, scalding hot. Eugene seized the large cream-ladle, and, having filled it, gave the wolf a dish of it the next time she put her head through.

This made the beast roar horribly, at the same time that it increased her ferocity.) She again tried to get through the hole; Eugene treated her to another ladleful of porridge-and another-till the wolf ran away, dreadfully scalded, and never returned again.

Eugene's father and mother soon after came home, and were not only rejoiced to witness the preservation of their son from the wolf's fangs, but to see such proofs of his courage and determination. The good man took his gun, and went for several miles in search of the wolf, but to no purpose.

The next morning, however, he procured the as sistance of some friends who lived about a mile of