Thoroughly versed in the historic lore of this and other countries, broad in his general scholarship, remarkably free from prejudice, an uncompromising American, and yet not an American in a narrow and bigoted sense, careful and systematic in his methods of labor and recreation, unswerving in his belief in the superintending providence of God, George Bancroft justly merits the high place of honor and esteem so willingly accorded to him, and his noble example should be a never-failing source of inspiration. [E] Vol. III., p. 6. [F] Vol. II., p. 177. [G] Hist., Vol. II., p. 545. [H] Hist., Vol. III., p. 183. [I] Hist., Vol. III., p. 99. [J] Hist., Vol. I., p. 212. * * * * * GOING TO THE BOTTOM THE ONLY WAY TO REACH THE TOP.—First go to the bottom of everything which you have to do. Know all its principles. If it be a trade, know not only its rules, but the reasons for them. If it be merchandise in raw materials, or in one or more manufactured articles, be sure to learn the whole process, from the planting of the seed, or the digging of the ore, to the completed fabric. Do this by observation, conversation with the heads of departments, and with workmen in different specialties. This was the plan of the late William E. Dodge.—_From Dr. J. M. Buckley’s “Oats or Wild Oats.”_ HOW PERSEUS BEGAN TO BE GREAT. BY ELIZABETH P. ALLAN. Fair Perseus slept upon enchanted ground, And to him came, but with no stir or sound, The goddess Pallas, whose clear, shining eyes Read all men’s hearts that are beneath the skies. “Many there be,” she cried, “who dwell at ease, Who neither do nor dare—art thou of these? Or dost thou to some glorious deed aspire? Hast thou a heart of clay, or soul of fire?” Then answered Perseus, vehement, “But I Would do great deeds, though for them I should die. Point me, O goddess, to the monster’s lair, And give me leave to show what I can dare!” “Nay,” said the voice divine, “thy stripling arm Must first set free from danger’s fierce alarm _Thy mother’s life!_” With this young Perseus woke, Nor knew the peril whereof Pallas spoke. But straight to Seriphus he hied with speed, To find his Mother Danæ in sore need, And rescuing her from danger and from dread, _Then_ went he forth to win the Gorgon’s head. O, sons and daughters of our happy land, Whose waking dreams are filled with actions grand, Ere yet in search of these afar you roam, Free every burdened heart that sighs at home! CANADA OF TO-DAY. BY M. VICTOR DU BLED. An Abridged Translation for THE CHAUTAUQUAN, from the _Révue des deux Mondes_.