When Hamlet saw his end draw near, there being yet some venom left upon the sword, he suddenly turned upon his false uncle, and thrust the point of it to his heart, fulfilling the promise which he had made to his father’s spirit, whose injunction was now accomplished, and his foul murder revenged upon the murderer. Then Hamlet, feeling his breath fail and life departing, turned to his dear friend Horatio, who had been spectator of this fatal tragedy, and with his dying breath requested him that he would live to tell his story to the world (for Horatio had made a motion as if he would slay himself to accompany the prince in death), and Horatio promised that he would make a true report as one that was privy to all the circumstances. And, thus satisfied, the noble heart of Hamlet cracked. And Horatio and the bystanders with many tears commended the spirit of their sweet prince to the guardianship of angels. For Hamlet was a loving and a gentle prince, and greatly beloved for his many noble and prince-like qualities, and if he had lived, would no doubt have proved a most royal and complete king to Denmark. THE SUN-WORSHIPPERS. By HATTIE A. COOLEY. The great, warm, yellow western sky, Glows down on their eager faces; Horizon tints of rose float nigh Above the landscape’s graces. The sun-god’s light has power to thrill The priest with his victim gory; The golden waves of sunset fill Each soul with their mystic glory. But in the twilight, gray and dim, Both Faith and Hope are sleeping, And not a thought goes up to Him Who holds the sun in keeping. At last, on priests who sacrifice, On souls and altars burning, A silent, double darkness lies, And hides them past discerning. Uncounted years since then have fled, And buried deep the story Of the silent nation lying dead Amid these ruins hoary. The sun still shines as bright to-day, And glows as warm and tender On stone-heaps gray, and dust and clay, As once on the temple’s splendor. And looking back we strain to see, Upon these crumbling pages, A glimpse of what the world would be Shut out from God for ages. C. L. S. C. WORK. By J. H. VINCENT, D.D., SUPERINTENDENT OF INSTRUCTION, C. L. S. C. The studies for February comprise Astronomy, English, Russian, Scandinavian, Biblical, and General Religious Literature. * * * * * The best authority for the pronunciation of names of distinguished persons is “Lippincott’s Biographical Dictionary,” by Thomas. * * * * * Prof. J. H. Worman writes us that the _oe_ in Goethe is pronounced like _ea_ in heard; _th_ is sounded like _t_. In Mülbach the _ü_ is like the French _u_. * * * * *