An Allegory.

AN ALLEGORY .

BY GABTER . " When each by turns were guide to each . " " TIE'S a young Turk if ever there was one , " said my nurse Mrs . Diogenes , as she gave - * -- * - me a slouching clown with soap ancl water . .

" They say they are going to educate them and make them like respectable Christians , " replied the under-nurse Maria , as she gave me a good shaking and put me to bed . I was so much impressed with being like a young Turk and going to be educated like a respectable Christian , that when I fell asleep I began dreaming about Congresses and Cabinet Councils . I thought I stood upon a precipiceand a figure approached towards me .

, " Good-morrow , young sir , " it said . " Good-morning , " replied I politely . " Being young , " said the figure , " you can ' t possibly be expected to know much of me , therefore you must allow me to introduce myself . I am the Right Hon . Knowledgers . " '

" Really , " said I , as I inclined my head in acknowledgment of the introduction . ; " Tes , really , " replied he . " Most people are anxious to make my acquaintance ; and , " said he pointedly , " they generally rise in my presence . " At this bint from the Right Hon . Knowledges I rose politely , ancl began thinking of something it woidd be proper to say . " Ah ! " said he condescendingly , " I see we are but slightly acquainted ; and unless

we become more intimate , I fear I cannot be of much service to you . Tell me , however , what you were thinking of ? " " The world , " replied I . " The world ! " echoed he . " I ' m afraid you would not be appreciated there unless in the first instance you were taught how to shoot . I think , " continued he , " it would be advisable for you to pay a visit to our Congressand perhaps from out of our councils

, you may gather the guidance to direct your yoimg idea . " Saying this , with a quiet gesture he indicated the way ; and before I had time to thank him he was gone . Making my way in the direction indicated , I entered the Gates of Knowledge , and was received by a comfortable-looking personage . " Pleased to see you" said he . " Tom- entering here shows you possess a particle

, of that which I am generally accorded to have in entirety ; consequently I am called the Right Hon . Senstis . Do you feel cold ? " he asked , as if I had been left out in the cold . "I am rather , " replied I , as if not wishing to talk too much about my own ailments .

" Then warm yourself by the fire , said he . " I suppose you know the capacity to feel warmth and cold is one of your senses , and when you adapt your senses towards ameliorating heat or infusing warmth , you act sensibly . Do you agree with me so far ?" " Certainly , " said I . " Tell me one of your senses , " said he . " Seeing , " I answered .

" Precisely , " he agreed ; " and when you see that which is conformable to your natural characteristics , and apply it thereto without regard to its being fashionable or a mode adopted by others whose individualities are the opposite of your own , yon see sensibl y , ancl seeing sensibly , you act sensibly . Do you agree with that ? "