THE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE.

 

** Patience and abnegation of self, and devotion to others—
This was the lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her.
So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices,
Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling the air with
_ aroma.” LONGFELLOW’S Evangeline.

Tue Nightingale had a secret. His father and
grandfather had had it before him, and because
they had kept it, he kept it too; for they were
an old-fashioned family, and held respectfully to
the customs of their ancestors.

“Where do you go to when you leave off sing-
ing ?” asked the Poets; but the Nightingale only
answered them by a trill which told nothing they
could understand, and was so beautiful they forgot