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And how we are spurned up to study and reading by hearing the 

 words, "He that was taught only by himself has a fool for a master;" 

 "they that will not be counseled cannot be helped;" in short, we hear of 

 Chaucer in "Truth is the highest thing a man may keep;" of Spencer, 

 "Knowledge is power;" from Milton, "Accuse not nature; she has done 

 her part. Do thou but thine;" from Dryden, "Men are but children of a 

 larger growth;" from Pope, "To err is human, but to forgive divine." We 

 hear Goldsmith in the "Deserted Village." We hear the songs of Burns 

 in "Honest Poverty," and from Cowper in the good old hymn, "God moves 

 in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps on 

 the sea and rides upon the storm." While Burk tells us, "To read with- 

 out digestion." Moore gives us Irish songs of "Evening Bells;" and Keats 

 says that "A thing of beauty is a joy forever." Mrs. Browning tells us, 

 "That a happy life means prudent compromise." Geo. Elliott tells us, 

 "That our deeds determine us as much as we determine our deeds." And 

 our own country's illustrious authors we become acquainted with — Ed- 

 wards and Drake and Franklin and Jefferson. We hear from Bryant, 

 Longfellow and Poe. We talk with Lowell and Holmes and Saxe and 

 Read. We read, "The Dirge for a Soldier" from Baker and "The Song of 

 the Camp," from Taylor. One sweet and solemn thought comes from 

 Phoeba and the "May verses" come from Alice. We hear of Holland 

 and Harts and Miller; or Irving and Prescott and Bancroft and Motley. 

 Webster makes us patriotic by telling us, "Liberty and union, now and 

 forever more, one and inseparable." Everett points us to the rising sun. 

 Whipple tells us that "Books are the lighthouses erected in the great sea 

 of time." Then Sims finishes our list by saying that our distinctions do 

 not lie in the places which we occupy but in the grace and dignity with 

 which we fill them, and now at last literature serves as a great moral in- 

 fluence, while beautiful thoughts seem to be "wasted on the desert." They 

 are not but the impressions they form, ever an unseen guide that what- 

 ever may come he must follow. West says, "That a kiss from my mother 

 made me a painter," and if a kiss would so encourage the boy, how much 

 more a beautiful sentence affect the delicate mind. But this is only exem- 

 plifying the truth — 



"That as a man thinketh so is he; yet I doubt not through the ages, 

 one increasing purpose runs and the thoughts of men are widened with 

 the process of the sons." 



THE FARM BOY AND GIRL'S RELIGIOUS TRAINING. 



Julia Bait, before Fremont County Institute. 

 In ancient Sparta the training of children was confined to severe 

 physical discipline. The frail ones were left in some mountain glen to 

 die, while the sturdy ones were drilled in all sorts of athletics. They 

 were also taught to steal, but if caught in the act were flogged unmerci- 

 fully for their awkwardness. Under this system Sparta produced a fine 



