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LESSON LXXV. MOUNTAINS. 1. The Himalayas are the highest mountains on our globe, They are in Asia, and separate India from Thibet. They extend in a continuous line for more than a thousand miles. 2. If you ever ascend one of these mountains from the plain below, you will have to cross an unhealthy border, twenty miles in width. It is, in fact, a swamp caused by the waters overflowing the river banks. 3. The soil of this swampy border is covered with trees and shrubs, where the tiger, the elephant, and other animals find secure retreat. Beyond this border, you will reach smiling valleys and noble forests. 4. As you advance onward and upward, you will get among bolder and more rugged scenes. The sides of the mountains are very steep, sometimes well wooded to quite a height, but sometimes quite barren. 5. In crossing a river you must be content with three ropes for a bridge. You will find the streets of the towns to be simply stairs
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foaming torrents. Often, as you advance, you will find every trace of the path swept away by the failing of rocks and earth from above.
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LESSON LXXVI.
A CHILD'S HYMN.
1. God make my life a little light,
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright
Wherever I may go.
2. God make my life a little flower,
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although its place be small.