ted a group representing the Abbe de L'Epee teaching a deaf and
dumb youth. He desires it to be placed in the Court of the Sourds et
Muets Institution at Paris, to which he gives it in recognition of the
debt of gratitude which he and his deaf mute brethren in misfortune owe
to the Abbe for their moral and intellectual emancipation.

SIR WALTER SCOTT ON THE DEAF & DUMB.

Sir Walter Scott in his novel "Peveril of the Peak," uses the following
language as to the deaf and dumb of his day:--"All knowledge is gained
by communication, either with the dead through books, or more pleasingly
through the conversation of the living. The deaf and dumb above are
excluded from improvement, and surely their institution is not enviable
that we should imitate them." Aristotle considered the deaf and dumb as
incapable of acquiring knowledge; while St. Augustine insisted that they
could not be instructed in the holy faith of the Catholic Church. Could
the worthies come back to this world they would be slightly amazed at
the practical refutation of their prophecies.

UNEDUCATED.

What would any of us be without education? By education, I mean not
book-learning only, but the training in good habits which is given in
well-ordered homes and schools.

Can any one read the following true story of a deaf and dumb man without
feelings of the deepest pity for the poor fellow left untaught and
untrained, to wander at will over the wild though beautiful country of
his birth. Was he happy? Read the story, and judge for yourselves.

A few years since an artist visited Ireland to sketch the wild and rocky
scenery for which parts of the coast are celebrated. One of the places
he went to was so poor and uncivilized that there was no house better
than a cabin to be found in the whole district. In a cabin, therefore,
he took up his abode.

One day he was busily engaged sketching some high cliffs, at the bottom
of which the wild waves dashed in fury. His seat was in a position as
perilous as it was grand.

Presently he observed a creature approach, whose appearance at first
puzzled him exceedingly. A nearer view showed him that it was a man
clothed in a goatskin, but with the gait and manners of one wholly
unused to civilized society.

The artist thought that he was about to encounter an escaped lunatic,
and, although no coward, he confessed to a feeling somewhat akin to fear
passing through him as he looked down at the depths below, a