AND GARDENER'S JOURNAL. 



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nnries arc made to bear the blame of "inconside- 



fathers;" but I tbink, if ehe keeps on, ebe will 



le round to tbe right point yet, and find that in the 



ily circle the mother is the low nnd tcsiniony, and 



" like mother like child" will still be the motto. 



would not pretend to say that there are not avari- 



18, penurious men, whose lotalth coneists in tbe ac- 



utation of their possessions, and not in the enjoy- 



'" U of them, and who would deprive their families 



he comforts of life, that they may compound their 



rest or add farm to farm, to be considered rich in 



•es of the world, — or that there arc not indolent 



ncfficient men, who, if they can be fed and 



bed from day to day, care not how or whither. 



«ere are procrastinating men, too, who are never 

 dy to do any thing in its proper time; but these I 

 isider the cvceptions to the general rule, and not 

 bat a majority of the farmers of our country, cn- 



ng a competency," are of either class. But admit 

 y are, — the mother, seeing these traits in the father, 



the sole power of correcting it in her children; 

 ! if she is a judicious mother, and understands the 

 losophy of human nature, she can do it without ever 

 itroying the confidence of her children in their 

 ler. 



t is from the mother children receive their first im- 

 lesions of right and wrong. It is her voice that 

 !ck8 their wayward steps during the day, and hush- 

 them to sleep at night. If sickness comes, mother 

 rays has a remedy — the natural qualities of every 

 ther ensure to her an unbounded influence over her 

 Idren. Their character must also be formed in 

 ildhood. If they are to be virtuous, the seed must 

 sown in the spring-time of life. It is then the oc- 

 pation is selected, taste is formed, habits contracted 

 d principles planted — '"as the twig is bent tbe tree's 

 ;Uned;" — but it needs not the strength or power of 

 lyllogism to prove the assertion — the fuel is self evi- 

 nt — that these must be imbibed in early life, planted 

 d nurtured by the hand of a mother. Her example 

 %vritten indelibly upon the table of their memory, 

 d her peculiarities must serve as an infallible stnn- 

 rd. Now, think ye, if the daughter has been edu- 

 ted to be industrious, and to bear her part in the du. 

 !S of the family, and to be contented with such things 

 she may have, "working diligently" to improve 

 r condition, whatever it may be, — that there is no- 

 Jng "KUhin or around" that home to make it 

 lovely or attractive," and she, nevertheless, un- 

 ippy? 



We will take a most extreme case. Take an un- 

 lucated man, devoid of a refined taste, an avaracious, 

 nnrious man, and, if you please, let him be a pee- 

 ish'and a fretful man, who wants nothing but what 

 ill bring dollars and cents. He has a wife and 

 lUghters of refined taste, who like to blend the orna- 

 lental with the useful. Let the daughter go outcar- 

 / in the morning when she sees her lather planting 

 eans or cucumbers, and say. Father, I will drop your 

 eans for you, if, when you get through, you will help 

 ae put out a beautiful rose bush I got yesterday. 

 Yhy, child, what is the use of all these rosies and po- 

 les around the house ? they wont pay our debts or 

 my bread. I know they wont, father, but it wont 

 ake you but a minute to do it, and then it helps make 

 he old house look so much better, and makes mother 

 nd tbe children so much happier when they see every 

 hing aiound looks cheerful and pleasant; and this lil- 

 ttle Burgundy rose is mother's favorite, you know. 

 [ do'not. believe the most clownish, peevish, fretful 

 Iban, cauldT-es'fet such an apoeal from an affectionate 

 laughter; for' "soft words will turit away wrath," 

 nd love will beget love; and the unconscious father 

 Will not only set out the rose bush, but enjoy its fra- 

 grance loo. 



We will take a still more important case. Siiy they 

 want a new fence around the house, and tbe house 

 painted. 1 he mother and daughters now say, — 11' fa- 

 ther will let us have I he butter and cheese wc make 

 this summer, we will jiaint the house and have a new 

 fence, &c. But says the indolent, inefficient, procras- 

 tinating man, — Ob! we can'taflbrd it; besides I wnnt 

 all tbe butter and cheese you can make, to pay for the 

 new wagon and harness we have been getting. But 

 says the daughter, — Father can have all the avails of 

 the farm for that, only let us have the butter and 

 cheese, and we will do without a hired girl, and do tbe 

 work ourselves. He must be something leestbnna 

 man, and a man with a coinpetcnci/ too, who would not 

 only yield to such wishes, but rouse from his indolence 

 and proerostination, and do all he could to aid them; 

 and I am confident that in nine cases out of ten, An- 

 nette will find, if there is nothing " within or around 

 a country home calculated to please tbe mind, or de- 

 light the eye of an intelligent daughter," it is the mo- 

 ther's own fault. She has not brought up thot daugh- 

 ter to industrious, frugal, and economical habits. She 

 has sot her down in the parlor, a dressed up automaton, 

 living and dressing upon the hard earning of somebo- 

 dy; and whatever may have been her school educa- 

 tion, her /lomc education has been all wrong; ond not 

 possessing energy of character sufficient to rise from 

 her indolent habits, ehe sits down to enjoy her ennui, 

 dissatisfied with herself ond every body else, and con- 

 sequently unhoppy. And if ehe were thirsting for 

 knowledge, and the father unwilling to furnish her the 

 means of alloying that thirst, there is not a literary 

 gentleman in oil the region, that would not delight to 

 open his store- house of literature to feed a starving in- 

 tellect; for in these reoding days, nothing is more rare 

 than an exclusive library. 



Happiness has no localit)'. It is not the city or the 

 country, the brick or the wood house, the mahogony 

 or the pine furniture, the Brussels or the rag corpet, 

 that can make a discontented mind happy, or a con- 

 tented unhoppy. Home, to a contented mind, will be 

 home, and have its charms be it ever so humble. — If 

 Annette will go with me, I will show her a hoppy 

 country home — not a thousand miles from a city — 

 where dwelt a father, mother, brother and sister. 

 That home was truly aitraciire, and that daughter was 

 a happy one. "She hod much to gratify her taste, 

 and call into exercise those faculties which afibrded her 

 the highest kind of enjoyment." She hod " the fra- 

 grant rose, tbe climbing honey-suckle, the shady 

 bower and the vine-clad arbor;" but her own hand 

 watered and troined them. And when she would 

 "luxuriate on nature's charms," she would ramble 

 o'er her native hills, by the winding brook, the shady 

 grore, where she could 



*' Converse with nature, and commune 

 With nature's God." 



and never was she less atone than when alone. 



There was much around that country home " cal- 

 culated to plcose the mind ond delight the eye." Tbe 

 birds from the forest came at her call; an old wren for 

 years built her nest in a gourd shell that siie hung in 

 the well-curb, and her favorite robin when molested 

 always knew that in her she found a friend to drive 

 away her foes. She could feed the chickens or milk 

 the cow; she could wash, or bake, or iron; all of 

 which did not prevent her thumbing the piano, or 

 "tripping the light fantastic toe," nor exclude her 

 from the most refined circle in the city; and none en- 

 joyed her rural home more than did her city friends. 

 And there was much "within" to make that home 

 delightful — there were hoppy hearts and cheerful 

 voices, and the hospitable board that ever mode wel- 

 come both the stranger and the friend — tliat home teas 

 truly attriutire ; but not ntore from the wearied and 



care-worn father, than from the mother and their only 

 daughter; ond that doughter was none other than 

 Your humble servant, FANNY. 

 Walnut Grove, Jan. n, 1811. 



The Education of Femnles.-Tlic proper train> 

 iiig of Fanners' Daughters. 



I like your correspondent Annette, much better 

 than I do her antagonist " Homespun Farmer ;"be. 

 cause, like a true woman, her errors arc not of the 

 feudal age. She says, "public sentiment, and the 

 spirit of the age, now require that females of the 

 rising generation, should receive a higher degree of 



education than was formerly deemed necessary." 



In the depth of her sympathy with her sex, she 

 might perhaps relieve them a little too much from 

 the wholesome drudgery and petty details of do. 

 meslic life, and sufl'er them to go a little too far into 

 the more expensive refinements of the age ; while, 

 on the other hand, her antagonist, and his exponent, 

 of thciEgis, " Franklin," seem to forget that "man 

 lives not by bread alone." They appear very much 

 to dread that a female should be educated above 

 her condition in life; but it docs not seem to have 

 entered their philosophy, that education, and a pi. 

 ous one too, can alone fit a woman to bear aright 

 those ills which " flesh is heir to." Is it reserved 

 alone to the wealthy to indulge in intelUctual plea- 

 sures ? Does not the honey suckle clamber as 

 gracefully, and bloom as fragrantly, on the rough 

 exterior of the log cabin, as on the piazza of the 

 gayest cottage of art ? Must every poor widow 

 loo, stifle the yearnings of a mother's heart, and 

 compel her fatherless daughters to live in somebo- 

 dy's kitchen; to be hourly reminded, by unqualified 

 command from the mushroom daughters of her 

 mistress, of her hopeless servile condition ? Did 

 Franklin ever read the story of Cinderilla ? If ha 

 has, does he blame any fair, delicate young female, 

 for shrinking (rom Cindei ilia's wrongs, even if ih* 

 were certain of Cindcrilla's final reward 7 Frank 

 lin is so much a man of the past linsy woolsy age, 

 that he seems to forget that the revolution which 

 those modern improvements, the steam engine, 

 SPINNING JENNY, and POWER LOOM, liavc madc in 

 mechanics, calls for a correspondent social and mo 

 ral improvement, and modification of labor and cm 

 ployment. He even limits woman's reading to five 

 books, including the Bible. Annette might possibly 

 err on the other hand; but we want to hear from 

 her again on the subject of the proper training of 

 farmers' daughters. Woman alone can do this un. 

 derstandingly— she is less an animal than man. It 

 has been beautifully said of woman, " that in her 

 rich heart, Goi more generously bows tbe divine 

 germs of his holy religion;" though "she will 

 sometimes sell her birthright for tinsel and the 

 ADMIRATION of DECEiTFi'L LIPS." Yct in tlic main, 

 her purity of heart is " her strength, her loveliness, 

 her primal excellence." Is she not therefore the 

 only safe and legitimate teacher of her own sex 3 

 LUBIN. 



S O N N K T . 



The scene, how ch.ingcd! The winds of winter, wage 



Eternal warfare with the leafless trees ; 

 And morn and even, the elemental rage 



Dulls the cold heart, as springs their channels freeie I 

 Where arc llie children of the woods? the tecs— 



The songs of birds that wake the woodland train ! 

 All, all are gone, and like the locks of age 



The pendant icicle the woodman sees. 

 And feels the blood run chill in every vein. 



Season of cold \ when round the Ingle cheek 

 Young children giilher, and the hoary sire 



Looks o'er the nssembled group, and feels tbe bleak 

 Cold hand of death upon him, which the tire 



Of youth no more will come, its icy spell to break I 

 London, V.C., Dec.il, ■iiV>. J.N. 



