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AMERICAN AGRICULTURIST. 
thsTtrosf thf&hgC'cTst Saratoga is Hot the most 
medicinal— there are others far superior as 
remedial agents, but it is useless to advise in¬ 
valids to resort to them, because there are no 
other attractions. They go where they are 
sure to meet agreeable people—where they can 
be diverted by a variety—where they can enjoy 
a pleasant walk or ride. If any other spring 
had the same attractions it would be as much 
patronized. The water alone is beneficial, but 
it is more beneficial for the attending pleasures, 
and all recreation in order to produce its in¬ 
tended effect, must be shared with others. Sol¬ 
itude is best for meditation and study, but there 
are few who can make it conducive to healthful 
exhiliration. 
There are few who can be cheerful by an ef¬ 
fort of the will or from a sense of duty' — if the 
body is weary and diseased, the spirits will be 
depressed, and the countenance gloomy. If the 
mind is diseased it will prey upon the body, and 
both will yield to lassitude and decay. 
It is a sin for a man or woman in any of the 
walks of life, to work to the utmost of their 
strength day after day ; and there is, in the end, 
no profit in it. Those whose labor is mental 
need more recreative exercise than those whose 
labor is physical. But it is the duty of every 
person to devote a portion of every day to 
amusement of some kind, to preserve the fresh¬ 
ness of the heart and the elasticity ot the mind. 
It is the duty of every person to keep himself 
in good health, and also to look as well as he can. 
There are many, especially among agricultural 
laborers, who toil so incessantly, that they do not 
have time even for personal cleanliness, but 
live and sleep almost like the pigs. If they 
could all leave work in season to enjoy the lux¬ 
ury of a bath, a clean dress, and an hour’s in¬ 
nocent and exhilerating amusement, they would 
not begin so soon to descend the down-hill of 
life, and I am very sure they would make more 
money, and enjoy it better. 
Comer. 
TOM GREEDY. 
Look at Tom Greedy, the selfish boy. His 
motto is “ Take care of No. 1,” and he sticks to 
it every where and at all times. His conduct 
is a constant repetition of the old rhyme. 
‘ Of all my father’s family, 
I love myself the best , 
May I but be provided for, 
1 care not for the rest." 
He acts as if he thought all the world was 
made for himself. His little I is larger than a 
a thousand yous and theys. He is continually 
alarmed lest somebody should enjoy something 
that belongs to him. “ Don’t touch that—that’s 
mine,” is his language, when you approach 
any thing that he can possibly lay claim to. 
You need not try to borrow any of his books or 
playthings, for he does not lend them. Nobody 
ever knows any thing of the little delicacies 
that fortune occasionally drops into his cup, for 
they are always consumed in secret. If he is 
unwilling to share his good things with others, 
still less is he inclined to put himself out for 
the benefit of others. He is not the boy to 
yield even the most trifling point, for the 
sake of peace or to prevent unhappiness, and 
as to sacrificing his own comfort or feelings for 
the sake of other people, he will tell you he is 
not so great a fool as that, not ho. Such is Tom 
Greedy; do any of you recognize the portrait, 
Boys of the Tom Greedy order never have A Smart Boy.— Dr. Wayland, of Brown’s 
many friends. They may wonder why nobody 
likes them, but there is no mystery about it ex¬ 
cept to themselves. We cannot love those in 
whom selfishness is a very conspicuous trait. God 
has so constituted us, that just in proportion as 
a man loves himself too well, he loses the love of 
others; and, on the other hand, in porportion 
as he loves others, he is loved himself. Have 
any of you reason to suspect that you are not 
so generally and warmly loved by your associ¬ 
ates, as some other boys of your acquaintance ? 
If so, may it not be that the fault is in yourself. 
— Well-Spring. 
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A TALE EOR THE YOUNG. 
T W 0, NOB L E-H EAR TED CHILDREN. 
It is a beautiful sight when children treat each 
other with kindness and love, as is related in the 
following story : Last evening, says the narrator, 
I took supper with Lydia’s father and mother. 
Before supper, Lydia, her parents, and myself, 
were sitting in the room together, and her little 
brother Oliver was out in the yard drawing his 
cart about The mother went out and brought 
in some peaches, a few of which were large red¬ 
cheeked rare-ripes—the rest small ordinary 
peaches. The lather handed me one of the 
rare-ripes, gave one to the mother, and then 
one of the best to his little daughter, who was 
eight years old. He then took one of the 
smaller ones, and gave it to Lydia, and told her 
to go and give it to her brother. He was four 
years old. Lydia went out and was gone about 
ten minutes, and then came in. 
“ Did you give your brother the peach I sent 
him ?” asked the father. 
Lydia blushed, turned away, and did not an¬ 
swer. 
“ Did you give your brother the peach I sent 
him?” asked the father again, a little more 
sharply. 
“No,-father,” said she, “I did not give him 
that.” 
What did you do with it?” he asked. 
“ I ate it,” said Lydia. 
“ What! Did you not give your brother any ?” 
asked the father. 
“ Yes, I did, father,” said she, “ I gave him 
mine.” 
“ Why did you not give him the one I told you 
to give?” asked the father, rather sternly. 
“Because father,” said Lydia, “ I thought he 
would like mine better.” 
“ But you ought not to disobey your father,” 
said he. 
“ I did not mean to be disobedient, father,” 
said she; and her bosom began to heave, and 
her chin to quiver. 
“ But you were, my daughter,” said he. 
“ I thought you would not be displeased with 
me, father,” said Lydia, “ if 1 did give brother 
the largest peach;” and the tears began to roll 
down her cheeks. 
“ But I wanted you to have the largest,” said 
the father; “ you are older and larger than he 
is.” 
“ I want to give the best things to brother,” 
said the noble girl. 
“ Why ?” asked the father, scarcely able to 
contain himself. 
“ Because,” answered the dear generous sister, 
“ I love him so ; 1 always feel best when he gets 
the best things.” 
“ You are right, my precious daughter,” said 
the father, as he fondly and proudly embraced 
her in his arms. “ You arc right, and you may 
be certain your happy father can never be dis¬ 
pleased with you for desiring to give up the best 
of every thing to your affectionate little brother. 
He is a dear and noble boy, aud I am glad you 
love him so. Do you think he loves you as well 
as you do him ?” 
“ Yes, father,” said the little girl, “ I think he 
does; for when I offered him the largest peach 
he would not take it, and desired me to keep it; 
and it was a good while before T could get him 
to take it.” 
University, in the United States, had a Boy 
about six years old, who was any thing but a 
fool. The doctor placed him under the care of 
one of the students, with a charge that he should 
not go out without permission from his tutor, 
“ May I go out ?” at length inquired our hero. 
“No,” was the laconic reply. A few minutes 
pause followed. “ May I go out?” again inquir¬ 
ed the boy—“ No,” again was the response. The 
miniature edition of the doctor slowly rose from 
his seat, took up his cap and pushed for the 
door. “Stop,” said the tutor; “do you know 
what no means ?”—“ Yes,” said Charley; “ it is 
a particle of negation, and two of them coming 
together are equivalent to an affirmative!” His 
wit was his passport. 
IS FRIDAY AN UNLUCKY DAY! 
From time immemorial Friday has been 
frowned upon as a day of ill omen. And 
though the prejudice is less prevalent now than 
it has been of yore, when superstition had gen¬ 
eral sway, yet there are many, even in this mat¬ 
ter-of-fact age of ours, who would hesitate on a 
day so suspicious, to begin an undertaking of 
momentous import. And how many brave 
mariners, whose hearts unquailing could meet 
the wildest fury of their ocean home, would 
blanch to even bend their sails on Friday ? But 
to show with how much reason this feeling is 
indulged, let us examine the following important 
facts in connection with our new settlement and 
greatness as a nation, and we will see how little 
cause we Americans have to dread the fatal day. 
On Friday, August 21, 1492, Christopher 
Columbus sailed on his great voyage of discov¬ 
ery. 
On Friday, October 12, 1492, he first discov¬ 
ered land. 
On Friday, Jan. 4, 1493, he sailed on his re¬ 
turn to Spain, which if he had not reached in 
safety, the happy result would never have been 
known which led to the settlement on this vast 
continent. 
On Friday, March 15, 1493, he arrived at 
Palos in safety. 
On Friday, Nov. 22, 1493, he arrived at His¬ 
paniola, in his second voyage to America. 
On Friday, June 13, 1494, he, though un¬ 
known to himself, discovered the continent of 
Aiucricdi 
On Friday, March 5, 1496, Henry VIII. of 
England, gave to John Cabot his commission, 
which led to the discovery of North America. 
This is the first American State paper in Eng¬ 
land. 
On Friday, Sept. 7, 1565, Melendez founded 
St. Augustine, the oldest town in the United 
States by more than forty years. 
On Friday, Nov. 10th, 1620, the May Flower, 
with the Pilgrims, made the harbor of Province- 
town. And on the same day they signed that 
august compact, the forerunner of our present 
glorious constitution. 
On Friday, Dec. 22, 1620, the Pilgrims made 
their final landing at Plymouth Rock. 
On Friday, Feb. 22, George Washington, the 
Father of American Freedom, was born. 
On Friday, June 16, Bunker Hill was seized 
and fortified. 
On Friday, October 7, 1777, the surrender of 
Saratoga was made, which had such power and 
influence in inducing France to declare for our 
cause. 
On Friday, Sept. 22, 1780, the treason of 
Arnold was laid bare, which saved us from des¬ 
truction. 
On Friday, Oct. 19, 1781, the surrender at 
Yorktown, the crowning glory of the American 
arms, occurred. 
On Friday, July 7, 1776, the motion in Con¬ 
gress was made by John Adams, seconded by 
Richard TTenvv T-ee, that the United States 
