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Young and beautiful, "youth is always beautiful," said old Samuel Rogers, their countenances radiant with developed intelligence, their complexions, their figures, their movements, all showing that they have had plenty of outdoor as well as indoor exercise, and have lived well in all respects, one would like to read on the wall of the hall where they are assembled, Siste, viator!

Finally, there is another specimen of doggerel attributed to Shakspeare, which is not equally unworthy of him, because not equally malignant, but otherwise equally below his intellect, no less than his scholarship; we mean the inscription on his grave-stone. This, as a sort of siste viator appeal to future sextons, is worthy of the grave-digger or the parish-clerk, who was probably its author.

Oh, dear! oh, dear!" and George pushed his scarce-tasted dinner from him, and left the tent hurriedly, his eyes thick with tears. Thus ended this human day so happily begun; and thus the poor dog paid the price of fidelity this Sunday afternoon. Siste viator iter and part with poor Carlo for whom there are now no more little passing troubles no more little simple joys.

The sun came in at the window, and the long conference broke up, and, strange to say, it broke into three. Crawley home to sleep. Meadows to Grassmere. Isaac Levi to smoke an Eastern pipe, and so meditate with more tranquil pulse how to strike with deadliest effect these two, his insolent enemies. Siste viator and guess that riddle.

"No, indeed," interrupted my mother. "My dear, you frighten me." My father sighed, and threw himself back in his chair. My mother took courage and resumed. "Pisistratus is a long name too! Still, one could call him Sisty." "Siste, Viator," muttered my father; "that's trite!" "No, Sisty by itself short. Thank you, my dear."

"No, indeed," interrupted my mother. "My dear, you frighten me." My father sighed, and threw himself back in his chair. My mother took courage and resumed. "Pisistratus is a long name too! Still, one could call him Sisty." "Siste, Viator," muttered my father; "that's trite!" "No, Sisty by itself short. Thank you, my dear."

"Siste paulisper, my boy," said Mr Bang, as he stooped down, and skimmed off the green covering with his hand, disclosing the water below, pure and limpid as a crystal clear fountain. We dined on the brink, and discussed a bottle of vin de grave a piece, and then had a small pull at brandy and water; but we ate very little, although I was very hungry, but Mr Bang would not let me feed largely.

Lincolnsinn being taken up for certain faults in HIS Essay and Review. After the clergyman has cried his peccavi, suppose we hoist up a bishop, and give him a couple of dozen! My Lord Cinqwarden, it is painful to have to use personal correction to a boy of your age; but really . . . Siste tandem carnifex! The butchery is too horrible.

Young and beautiful, "youth is always beautiful," said old Samuel Rogers, their countenances radiant with developed intelligence, their complexions, their figures, their movements, all showing that they have had plenty of outdoor as well as indoor exercise, and have lived well in all respects, one would like to read on the wall of the hall where they are assembled, Siste, viator!

To all, these eras mark their progress on the journey of life; but to the young they are bright with the promise of a happier future; the aged, they direct to the grave of the buried past, and they read on them the inscription so often found on the Roman monumental stones, "Siste, Viator."