articulation, in which case the speaker aggravates this fault by his largeness of volume. There may be great volume with little sense, when this volume serves only as a background upon which nonsense may stand out in bold relief. There are those who do not believe in law; who make a great plea for unpruned effort; who think that when the crisis comes a great noise, backed by what they are pleased to style divine afflatus, will carry everything. This is the argument of indolence and ignorance. Of no other profession do they reason so foolishly. If an arm be broken, they do not send for the divine afflatus man, who has been idly awaiting a crisis. No, a man will be called who is educated in surgery. Do they go to sea, they want a pilot who has learned the road, and who knows how to handle the wheel. They will have no engineer who has not served a strict apprenticeship. The use of good language, in good rhetorical order, in good voice, with skilled delivery, is as much the outgrowth of training and education, as is the use of scalpel, or plane, or telescope.

SLIGHT VOLUME.

Exercises.

1. Ah, my boy, you're back again; it's all right now. Don't you let me go wrong. I want you to tell me just where you're goin' and I'll bear right up for that port. -H. W. Beecher.

2. I hear it faintly; louder yet! What clogs my heavy breath? Up, all! and shout for Rudiger. Defiance unto death!

-A. G. Greene.

3. And den I jumped wiv my 'ittle jump-rope,

An' I made out of some water an' soap

Bootiful worlds, mamma's tastles of hope.-F. B. Smith. 4. "Jessie tired, mamma; good-night, papa; Jessie see you in the morning."

5. "I hear you, sir, in the dark, but I'm gropin'-a gropin'-let me catch hold of your hand.”

(For selection in full, containing slight volume, see "Death of Little Joe," page 100.)

MODERATE VOLUME.

Exercises.

1. The cricket dwells in the cold, cold ground,
At the foot of the old oak tree,

And all through the lengthened autumn night
A merry song sings he.

-Anonymous.

2. And the name of this Isle is "The Long Ago,"

And we bury our treasures there;

There are brows of beauty and bosoms of snow,
There are heaps of dust-Oh! we love them so-
And there are trinkets and tresses of hair.

-B. F. Taylor.

3. Near by that spring, upon an elm, you know, I cut your

name,

Your sweetheart's just beneath it, Tom, and you did mine the

same;

Some heartless wretch has peeled the bark, 'twas dying

sure but slow,

Just as she died, whose name you cut, some forty years ago. 4. To supper at last the farmer goes.

The apples are pared, the paper read,
The stories are told, then all to bed.
Without, the cricket's ceaseless song
Makes shrill the silence all night long;

The heavy dews are falling.

-J. T. Trowbridge.

5. Though rudely blows the wintry blast,
And sifting snows fall white and fast,
Mark Haley drives along the street,
Perched high upon his wagon seat.

-J. T. Trowbridge.

(See Gray's Elegy, page 161.)

FULL VOLUME.

Exercises.

1. And rearing Lindis backward pressed,

Shook all her trembling banks amaine,

Then madly at the eygre's breast,

Flung up her weltering walls again.-Jean Ingelow.

2. And it lashed, and shook, and tore them,

Till they thundered, groaned, and boomed,

And, alas! for any vessel

In their yawning gulfs entombed.-M. Farmingham.

3. Who sent him to the pit? Who dragged him down? Who bound him hand and foot? Who smiled and smiled While yet the hellish work went on?

-E. E. Edwards.

4. And the boy! He has seen the danger,

And, shouting a wild alarm,

He forces back the weight of the sea

With the strength of his single arm.-Phoebe Cary.

5. You do me honor over much; you have given to the subaltern all the credit of a superior. There are men engaged in this conspiracy who are not only superior to me, but even to your own conception of yourself, my Lord. -Robert Emmett.

(See Apostrophe to the Ocean, page 98.)

RATE.

In reading and speaking, rate plays an important part. As there may be monotony of tone, and poverty of gesture, so there may be a lulling sameness of rate. A one-rate talk for a few minutes, acts as a powerful narcotic on the listener. We give life and warmth to utterance by the infinite variations of rate.

Sentiments of great dignity, of majesty, of pomposity, of grandeur, of awe, of solemnity, of heroism, etc., demand deliberate rate.

The sentiments before defined as occupying the middle ground, will likewise come under the head of moderate rate.

Sentiments of an exciting, of a joyful, of a nervous nature-sentiments showing sudden change of scenery or action, etc., call for rapid delivery.

DELIBERATE RATE.

Exercises.

1. If the spirits of the illustrious dead participate in the concerns and cares of those who are dead to them in this transitory

life, O, ever dear and venerated shades of my departed father, look down with scrutiny upon the conduct of your suffering son. -Robert Emmett.

2. Henceforward, listen as we will,
The voices of that hearth are still;
Look where we may, the wide earth o'er,
Those lighted faces smile no more.

3. Thou, too, sail on, O ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,

With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate.

- Whittier.

-Longfellow.

4. All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience! And as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, "Father, I thank thee?" -Longfellow.

5. To die,-to sleep;→

To sleep!--perchance to dream-aye, there's the rub!
For, in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause.

-Shakspere.

MODERATE RATE.

Exercises.

1. But the singer feels it will better suit the ballad,
If all should deem it right,

To tell the story as if what it speaks of
Had happened but last night.

2. Talk of something that's nobler than living,

Of a love that is higher than mine,

And faith which has planted its banner

-F. Wilson.

Where the heavenly camp-fires shine. -H. L. Bostwick

3. There's a Magical Isle up the river Time,

Where the softest of airs are playing,
There's a cloudless sky and tropical clime,
And a song as sweet as a vesper chime,

And the Junes with the roses are straying.

-B. F. Taylor.

4. A-sought-everywhere, young girl;
A-future-most fair, young girl;

An ever discreet,

We too seldom meet,

This-queen-among-queens, young girl.

-Virgil A. Pinkley.

5. The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. -Bible.

RAPID RATE.

Exercises.

1. She saw a gallant ship

Aflame from deck to topmast,

Aflame from stem to stern;

For there seemed no speck

On all that wreck

Where the fierce fire did not burn.

2. Quick, brightening like lightning, it bore me along,
Down, down, till the gush of a torrent at play,
In the rock of its wilderness caught me-and strong
As the wings of an eagle it whirled me away.

-Schiller.

3. See how fast you pass that point! Up with the helm! Now turn! Pull hard! Quick! Quick! Quick! Pull for your lives! Pull till the blood starts from your nostrils and the veins stand like whip-cords on your brow. -John B. Gough.

4. Morgan's men are coming, Frau;

They're galloping on this way.
I'm sent to warn the neighbors.
He isn't a mile behind;

He sweeps up all the horses-
Every horse that he can find.
Morgan, Morgan, the raider,
And Morgan's terrible men,
With bowie-knives and pistols,
Are galloping up the glen.