a scholar in the Westminster School, where his perseverance was not less notable than successful. Having attained the coveted prize of the first place on the list of the king's scholars, he proceeded to Christ Church, Oxford, to complete his studies, and where he was not less studious than he had been at school. He read whatever had been written on the subject of oratory,translated into English every oration of Cicero, and retranslated them into Latin, until every thought and expression were familiar to his mind. And when he had left college and entered upon the arduous profession of the law, no drudgery was too laborious, no toil too dull. He made himself thoroughly acquainted with ancient and modern history, applied himself diligently to ethics, to the study of Roman civil law, the foundation of jurisprudence, of international law, and of English municipal law. His whole career, from his early start in life to his retirement from the bench in his eighty-second year, was one of undeviating purpose and of work. His confirmed habits were industry, temperance, self-subjugation, unsullied honour, and an earnest, insatiable desire to acquire knowledge.

"Man is his own star, and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man
Commands all light, all influence, all fate;
Nothing to him falls early or too late.
Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still."

XII.

Life Doubled by Economizing Time.

"Time hurries on

With a resistless, unremitting stream,

Yet treads more soft than e'er did midnight thief,
That slides his hand under the miser's pillow

And carries off his prize."-BLAIR.

Lord Wilmington observed of the Duke of Newcastle, the prime min. ister, "He loses half an hour every morning, and runs after it during all the day, without being able to overtake it."

"Time is cried out upon as a great thief; it is people's own fault. Use him well, and you will get from his hand more than he will ever take from yours." "-MISS WETHERELL.

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HE secret of thrift, of accumulation, of getting rich, is taking care of small sums of the pennies, and then the pounds will take care of themselves. It is quite clear, if small sums are not wasted, but, on the contrary, saved and used, that a like method will be exercised towards larger amounts; and that if this care is continued through life, wealth and comfortable circumstances must be the result. If this is so in relation to money, it is not less true in relation to time-the saving of time, using time, and hoarding time. If minutes are not wasted, hours and days are not wasted. If the

sixtieth part of an hour is seized with the avidity of the miser who preserves the smallest coin, the hour, of which the minute forms a part, will not be wasted. Instead, however, of this care and thrift of time being general, it would almost seem that time is the one thing of which there is a superabundance, and that the business of life is to waste time, or "kill time," as it is called. The folly, the madness of this method of disposing of time, is only seen when it is remembered that time is the Aladdin's lamp by which all that is desirable in life, all that is worth having, is to be obtained. What is the secret of the vast accumulations of knowledge possessed by some men; of the discoveries in nature and art by which the world has been enriched and blessed; of the many objects of beauty produced by the artist and the sculptor; of the tens of thousands of machines by which labour is saved and articles of use and ornament cheapened? If these questions were put to the most distinguished authors, discoverers, artists, and inventors, the reply would be uniform-The careful use of time.

The common expression, "I have no time," is only an excuse for idleness or indisposition. The lives of all men whose biographies were worth writing and remembering attest the fact that "where there is a will there is a way," and that the way is found in the right and improved use of time. If only any one would be honest and put down in a note-book the hours, not to say moments, which are wasted, or, which is the same thing, not improved during a day, it would then be seen whether there had not been time for the discharge of

duties, for unperformed work, and the study of a desired subject. Dawdling through the day, purposeless and objectless, is the canker, the rust, the gangrene of life. The day is only commenced when its most important portion is already spent. What could be done in that portion, either in the prosecution of business, in manual labour, or in the attainment of intellectual treasures? Doddridge made a calculation that the difference between rising at five and at seven o'clock in the morning for the space of forty years, supposing a man to go to bed at the same hour at night, is nearly equivalent to the addition of ten years to a man's life. How much could be done in ten years! Doddridge showed how much could be done, by writing in those two hours, which millions spend in bed, his admirable "Family Expositor;" and John Wesley, one of the most active and busy men of the century, by rising from bed at four o'clock in the morning—a custom which he practised for sixty years— was enabled to write his many valuable works, and to organize the Wesleyan Society, which has been productive of untold blessings to the human family.

Dr. Adam Clarke, whose theological and Biblical pursuits have enriched the literature of his country, was accustomed, like Wesley, to rise at four o'clock in the morning, and from that hour until called off by his daily duties, pursued his studies with indefatigable industry. He was accustomed to say: "A late morning student is a lazy one, and will rarely make a true scholar; and he who sits up late at night not only burns his life's candle at both ends, but puts a red-hot poker

to the middle." An anecdote is related of the doctor's promptness. A catalogue of books was sent to him one evening in which he saw advertised for sale the first edition of Erasmus's Greek Testament. Early next morning he was off to the bookseller's and purchased the work. Shortly after Dr. Gossett found his way to the bookseller's also, intending to purchase the book; but it was gone. Learning who had bought it, he called upon Dr. Clarke, and said: "You have been very fortunate, Dr. Clarke, in having obtained this work; but how you got it before myself I am at a loss to imagine, for I was at the bookseller's directly after breakfast, and it was gone."-"But I was there before breakfast," replied the doctor, " and consequently I forestalled you.'

The biographer of Dr. Clarke said: "His unexampled industry was both an integral part and a general principle—at once a cause and an effect of his greatness. It was this industry, pursued with matchless energy, that made his mighty powers to tell with such force upon almost every subject to which he directed his attention. While others slept, or banqueted, or idled out their despicable days in gossiping and folly, he kept the harvest full in view, and ploughed with all his heifers, reckless of sun or rain." Dr. Clarke's youngest son, writing of his father, said: "His personal habits were those of unintermitted industry, unencumbered by busy haste, and directed by the exactest order. What he had to do was performed at once and to the best of his power. I never once saw my father idle. His mind never rested still upon its acquirements.