Little restraiol should be placed upon the bolster 

 oub iii.-rr iii.i-iit and activity of early childhood 

 t spirits which constrain the little 

 one to run, jump, climb trees, shout, laugh, and 

 sing, are the wise provision of Providence, 

 only for its happiness, bul for its physical de 

 opment. Following out its native impulses, 

 limbs become strong for the labor of after 

 the lungs are strengthened for their important 

 work, and the whole body acquires a perfe 

 wbiob, under the "< 

 it is not possible for 



One of the most effectual means of promoting 

 the happiness of children is to "keep them em- 

 ployed." But the employment must not be dis- 

 tasteful ; their playful inclinations must be greatly 

 consulted, and all labor or study made attractive. 

 For very young children, perhaps all employment 

 should bo really amusement, but when a few years 

 have passed over them, it will be necessary that 

 they be taught patiently to endure toil, although 

 they become weary, and the task be unpleasant. 



In how many ways may be effected the combi- 

 nation of labor and play, in a manner to promote 

 the child's enjoyment,— not alone from the stimu- 

 lus of agreeable exercise, but from the idea of be- 

 ing useful I A child, rightly trained, will delight 

 to feel that he has done some good— that he has 

 added tp the happiness of others. With what a 

 keen pleasure will he sit down by the glowing fire 

 on a stormy winter's day, when sliding, skating, 

 snow-balling, and the like, arc impracticable, tc 

 roast chestnuts, parch corn, and crack nuts, nol 

 •nly for his own eating, but his dear mama, who 

 is too busy to spend time for this purpose herself! 

 How will he delight to sit by her side and pick out 

 i her whi 



of recklessness 

 wreck and ruin, than 



m childhood and 

 age. The growing lad should be wisely and 

 derly dealt with at this critical stage. The ae 

 ty that would fain compel the implicit submii 

 yielded at an earlier period, would probably 

 ceed, if his character trim a strong one, in it 





Ili.it b'>\.- 



L this 



un off to sea from tbeir parents and 



when tall enough, enlist in tbe army 



The strictly orthodox parent, if more 



wise, succeeds occasionally in driving, 



nfldelity; 



■rnly n 



One kit 



pie. 



a her 



tlipi . 



j wash— the i 





■ .</.,,-, 





! of the moat vqfvl entertainments for 

 children, and one in which tbey may be led to 

 take great delight, is gardening, Aspot of ground 

 all their own, a boe, a rake, a spade, their own 

 proptrtjf, ond how assiduously will they work at 

 d 'gg>ng tbe soil, laying out beds, sowing seeds and 

 removing weeds, If required to keep it all in 

 erder, they may tire of the requisite labor, but if 

 encouraged by the desire to do something nice in 

 y Of furnishing the table with vegetables— 



of c 



s fern 



s or their toil for pocket-money, 

 hey labor for the reward ! Tbe 

 Iwajs a stimulus to effort. It 



a pocketful of pennies, 



allowed the procce 

 how faithfully will 



may be a parent's 



bo offered, 



energies will llag, and a lml.it of indolence obtain. 

 Even in maturity wo do not work without am o- 

 live. The back-woodsman who. axe in hand, enters 

 upon the stern labor of subduing the wilderness, 

 sees spread out before him. in soinebnglit future, 

 u beautiful home for bis wife and children. The 

 farmer who plows his ground In the storm, expects 

 to reap golden harvests. The citizen who bends 

 over In* folios in tbe counting-room, till bis brain 

 is weary and bis eyes are dim, is.Jpercbanee, look- 

 ing forward to future wealth, days of independence, 



family. The Christian, in the faithful occupation 

 of bis pott, has his eye on " tbe mark of the 

 prise." Tbe philanthropist who, with his pitying 

 heart, dVmes himself the comforts of life that he 

 may relieve the " weary and .heavy-laden." hears 

 softly in the dlltaiue tho approaching voice of his 

 Master, iU? largeat-aonled philanthropist the world 

 has ever known, saying, •■ I was au hungered, and 

 ye gave^mo weal; I was thirsty, and ye gave me 

 ranger.andyetookmein; naked, 

 sick' and ye visited 



and ye clothed i 



me!" The reform 

 derisions of the world, 

 the gate," hopes for the t 

 loves will be appreciated, 

 tion— when mwA/ shall rbe;on the side at right 

 The student who grows pale.witi, his midnight 

 walcbings, grows pale for tbe meed of glory, or 

 of usefulness. The warrior wholdarcs th 8 sword 

 uth, is urged ouward by the 

 hope of victory. Even so must it be with the 

 e bright star of promise must shine in 



who, alone, 



" presses the battle 

 10 when the truths 



THE OLD-FASHIONED MOTHERS. 



Tbbo 



edaw: 



of a simpler but purer time. Here and there out 

 remains, truly " accomplished," in heart and life, 

 for the sphere of home. 



Old-fashioned mothers — God bless them — who 

 followed us with heart and prayer, all over tbe 

 world — lived in our lires and sorrowed in our 

 griefs ; who knew more about patching than poet- 

 ry ; spoke no dialect but love; never preucbed 

 nor wandered; "made melody wilb their hearts," 

 and sent forth no books but living volumes, that 

 honored tl 

 The old 

 for you, as it is— no, we dare 

 mas; that we could go together from room toroom; 

 sit by tbe old hearth, round which that circle of 

 light and love once swept, and there linger, till all 

 those simpler, purer times returned, and we should 

 grow young again. 



spot, without remem- 

 bering one form, that occupied, in days gone by, 

 the old arm chair," (hat old-fashioned Motui.ii- 

 ie in all tbe world, the law of whose life was love; 

 ie who was the divinity of our infancy, and the 

 icred presence in the shrine of our first earthly 

 idolatry; one whose heart is far below the frosts 

 int gather so thickly on her brow ; oue to whom 

 e never grow old, but, in " the plumed troop" or 

 ie grave council, are children still ; one who wel- 

 comed us coming, blessed us going, and never for- 

 gets us -never! 



And when in some closet, some drawer, some 

 rncr, she finds a garment or a toy that once was 

 yours, how does she weep, as she thinks you may 

 be -nfferiog or sad. 

 And when spring 



their lack of fame, and I 

 Knight is treated in his realm 

 much as we often treat 



heroes bewail 

 that this little grey 



liors. Most 



be in his dead body." However, be is a 

 farmer, and superintends tbe servants 

 estate ; anta build, and dapper crickets n 

 he, trusty bailiff, watches by. 



■ Curtal Prior and bold 



!, such a day as this, for no fairer was ever 



in Tuscany or Attica. June is the violin 

 month of the year— for the year is like an orchestra, 

 and the months are the instruments. June is the 



, that mystical " violet-violin " of Sbrapuabl, 

 which breathes of song, and poesy,— answers in 



i fullness of melody to the beat of human 

 passions; is nearest allied to love and life— the 

 very Skylark of music, that 



-L.'iiw 





Pbace.-To those scenes ol 

 domestic peace which pure religion created and 

 adorned, tbe thoughts of tbe youugest member ol 

 lily will cling in after years; they will be- 

 kind of hallowed ground in bis memory; 

 II exert a restraining ami sanctifying power : 

 is we may expect to see the promise ful- 

 filled :— " Train up a child in the way he should go, 

 nd when he is old he will not depart from it." 



Well-s 



In Ju 



, above all t 



Id the hea 



then all Nature is full of gladness ; waters U 

 birds sing, wild lily-bells ring. Oh! "what 

 rare as a day in June." 



This morning onr intelligent Cossack, nodding 

 bis sagacious bead, took bis own way into the 

 stopping short under tbe thick shade, 



looked :it u 



And now 

 pine straw 



-ky-piercin 

 -tinnp clnS' 

 ding Solot 



urnl viljiiin 



.0 lit 



perdue on thia slope, soft with 

 easy couch, backed by a gigantic 

 ie. Exquisite mosses drape tbe 

 ind there arc giosengs, and nod- 





up, proud as young palms. Ilurk !— the little, shy, 

 plaintive notes of the Wood Sparrow. And there, 

 twirling now here, now there, among tbe bushes, 

 is that little sprite, the Chewink. You know him 

 by his spots of white, red, ami black, and his two 

 long notes, and his squirrelly oimbleneas. 



Listen — amid the din of insects, and whir of 

 g ni.- shoppers, aud sighing of the pines, and all 

 those soft sounds that vitalize the solitude of the 

 forest, hear that slender note, scarce more than a 

 shrill vibration. It is that of tbe Speckled Creep- 

 er, as he goes further into the depths of the forest. 

 But a rush of song comes now, like the last trills 

 of the Canary at home. It is that of the Golden- 

 Crowned Thrush, sitting on tbe topmost onk 

 bough, who " lets his illumined being o'errun with 

 the deluge of summer it receives." And far off in 

 in the wood resounds the voice of another Thrush, 

 called the Cat Bird. And there wheels tbi 

 lied Mavis, and involuntarily we cry, with 

 old Scott, 



tho right cultivation of his fields and the embel 

 lishment of his home. Go to yonder cottage, sur- 

 rounded by trees planted either for utility oi 

 there you will behold the abode ol 

 Industry— tho home of Cheerfulness and Contcnt- 

 Here we aee marks of thrift and prosperity 

 —always tbe result of labor properly directed and 

 cheerfully performed. Ho rises with the dawn 

 and, as he walks over his fields smiling with beau- 

 appearance of a rich and 

 bountiful harvest, sees more to raise his thoughts 

 .nd feelings, and lo give him a jnst conception of 

 beauty, than he who, living in the 

 ciiy ana soul in by human crowds, would see in a 

 whole lifetime, did he always remain pent up in 

 his prison. He sees the glorious aunrising— the 

 innumerable diamonds of dew scattered upon 

 every blade of grass, sparkling amid his glittering 

 rays— the fields clothed with their mantles of ver- 

 dure — the meadows covered with the blossoming 

 clover— all about are "colors that please and 

 charm the eye," and upon his ear falls the sweet 

 music of the feathered songsters issuing forth in 

 the joyful notes. No other occupation is better 

 adapted to bim who is the lover or student of Na- 

 ture. His life is with her, surrounded on every side 

 by her works, from which he may read instruction 

 in every object. 



labor. Each band is employed— idleness find; 

 home here. From one season to another net 

 present themselves from which there L 

 respite; but from being habituated to them he 

 learns to love them, so that, instead of their 

 i task, they become a pleasure. He follows the 

 dow behind his " smoking team " round aflei 

 ound, as the sun aacends the heavens and moves 

 in until it sinks behind the western horizon 

 Through tbe long and sultry days of harvest hi 

 gs the glittering scythe, and in the autumn- 



) all within 





s they 



In every age the farm has been tbe birthplace, or 

 tbe farmer's lit.' theclmsi-ii m/cupation of men who 

 have reached the eminence of distinction. Cin- 

 cinnati^, tbe savior, at one time, of the Roman 

 Commonwealth, sighed to leave his little fields for 

 the dictatorship of the " Mistress of tb* World." 

 Washington, after fighting with the enemies of 

 his country and gaining its freedom— after presid- 

 ing for eight years as its Chief Magistrate, retired 

 to his peaceful farm home, and there passed the 

 remainder of his days. It has ever been "the 

 nursery of great men." Orators and statesmen, 

 poets and scholars, have had their early training 

 in its school. Some oue has beautifully and truth- 

 fully said: 



i tho oily, nothing tl 

 v Springs, Greene ( 



look upon a 

 is been flow- 

 years, slaking tho thirst 

 is, giving lift; and beauty 

 id yet showing no sign of 

 vant ; and when we sec the sun rise above 

 of the mountain, draped with golden cur- 

 wonder to think that be has molted tho 

 so many Winters, renewed the verdure 

 ofso many Springs, painted the flowers of so many 

 ripened the fruits ofso many Autumns, 

 and yet, shining as brilliantly as ever, undimmed, 

 strength— nor are the fouutains of light 

 leas full for coming centuries of boundless prolu- 

 ) arc but images of love us exhibited 

 >rks of Gun, and especially of tho lovo 

 of Christ to a fallen world. This principle is 

 eternal, for "Goo is love." And when judgment 

 flames have licked up the flowing stream and tho 

 light of the glorious sun shall be quenched in 

 darkness, the love of Goo will flow on, in all its 

 fullness, throughout tbe endless ages of eternity. 

 Those who receive the image of love in their hearts, 

 in this life, will hereafter enjoy a fullness of the 

 love of Christ, in whose presence is "fullness of 



LITTLE SLNS 



Let i 



be i 



.gainst what men 

 lothing really in (h 

 mything that wou 

 slightly. Conseicni 

 well your spiritual 



guard against little ri\ 

 all little sins, for there 

 way of sins. Watch agai 

 :e, how 



A BEAUTIFUL FIGtTRE, 



Rev. Mr. Barnes, in his sermon on "L 

 Three Score," illustrates tbe magnitude of eternal 

 pproaches the end of life, compared 

 ichordinarally occupy the attf 

 of mankind, by the following beautiful figure 



" The earth. . 



< !>,.!! 



eofn 



"Ohn 



ngoo< 



if life these brilluul 

 i the quiet, I hud almost 

 forest. But that is an 



populous ttiiin the depth 



When 

 What a vivid 



ngsters awake for 

 id the solitude of 

 ror, for no place isi 

 of a forest. There are lessons to be learned of 



there, and good to be bad for the wishing, 

 such as we find no where ehse. And we reulize, 

 too, bow full the world is of life, God-granted life, 

 go home to understand more keenly how 

 great thoughts— 

 b feel its deepest 



,T Tiiie.— Spend your time in nothing 



be repented of. Spend it in nothing 



u might not pray for tbe blessing of 



I it in nothing which you could not 



a quiet conscience on your dying bed. 

 Spend it in nothing which you might not safely J flowing, outp. 



id properly be found doing, if death should sur- joy. and the brook ripples on an accompaniment 

 prise you in tbe tot— BaxUr. | as melodious as one of Tom Moore's best flowing 



sublime life is to tbos 

 pulsings, and in whom ncli 

 balance. 

 hile the birds 



miles from tbe sun ; and the aun, sxnapl irhei] 

 n through a hazy atmosphere, at its rising or 

 setting, seems at all times to be of the same 

 gnitudc — to human view, an object always small, 

 as compared with our own world. But suppose 

 the earth should leave its orbit, and make its wav 

 its way in a direct line towards the sun. How soon 

 would the sun seem to enlarge its dimensions I— 

 How vast and bright would it become 1 Howsoon 

 would it All the whole field of vision, aud all on 

 earth dwindle to nothing ! So human life now ap- 

 pears to me. In earlier years, eternity appeared 

 distant and small in importance. But at the period 

 of bio which I have now reached, it seems to me as 

 if the earth had left the orbit of its annual move- 

 ments, and was making a rapid and direct flight 

 to the sun. The objects of eternity, towards which 

 ■apidly enlarge themselves. They 



a sacred thing. Guard 



Watch against tbe little 



i8 that insensibly may wound aud thus in the 



d destroy. You cau easily kill a man by stnb- 



ig him with one blow to the heart. But may 



a not easily kill a man also by opening a little 



.n in his wrist? The blood may only flow drop 



drop, but if yon don't stop that wound, you 



will bleed to death, and just as surely as if one 



plunged a dagger into your heart, and sontyou 



into eternity in a moment. Beware, then, of the 



little things that keep the wounds of the soul open ; 



guard against little sins, which, if not guarded 



against, will as surely destroy the soul as one 



great sin. 



John Newton says Satan seldom comes to 

 Christians with a great temptation, or with temp- 

 tations to commit a great sin. You bring a green 

 log and a candle together, and they are very safe 

 neighbors. But bring a few small slicks and let 

 them take fire, and the log be in the midst of them, 





I ol \ 



1 log. 



is with little sins. You will be startled with I 



brings a little temptation, and leaves yon to 

 dulge yourself. " There is no great harm in tbi: 

 "no great peril in that," and so by these lit 

 chips we are first easily lighted np, and at lost l 

 great green log is burned. Watch and pray, th 

 ye enter not into temptation.— JUv. tfevman M" 





lulyoftl 



Theyt, 



o become overpo 1 



gly bright and grand.— 



field of vision, and tbe earth, 



-non object of human 



tailing away!" 



LVIOrTBlScBtPTUI 



is set off by a grace 

 Scriptures. There are i 

 aspiring reason of i 



tisfaction. 



r having a shadv thicket in it; no more sh 

 i be offended with the word of God, that an 

 many fair and open walks, we here and t 

 bicket that the eye of human r 

 look through.— /fiVi-o/J Jlopkin: 



-oik, and does it, if let aloi 



