We loaded them with cargoes rich, and sent them all to Spain;
And back they came with heavy freights, by which we made much gain.

Oh! pleasant pastimes on the beach, how often I recall
The ocean grand, the distant sails, the rocks, the lighthouse tall!
They do not fade, these pictures bright, from memory's inner view;
And age itself shall never dim their colors ever new.

EMILY CARTER.

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MABEL AND HER FRIEND CARLO.


Mabel lives on a hill, quite near a beautiful lake, and is very fond of
going with her papa to take a row on the water. Sometimes they visit the
woods on the other side of the lake, and pick wild flowers, or go where
the water-lilies grow, near the shore, and gather a bunch of the pretty
white blossoms.

But I must tell about Mabel's friend Carlo. He is a large shaggy dog,
owned by a gentleman who lives near. Although quite a young dog, he
knows a great deal. He is very fond of water, and is wild with delight
at the prospect of a swim.

His master owns a large sail-boat, and, as the water near the shore is