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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY JOURNAL 
BY L. WETHERELL 
ELIJAH FED BY RAVENS, 
Sore was the famine throughout all the hounds 
Of Israel, when Elijah by command 
Of God, toiled on to Cherith’s failing brook. 
No rain-drops fall, no dew-fraught cloud, at morn, 
Or closing eve, creeps slowly up the vale. 
The withering herbage dies. Among the palms, 
The shrivelled leaves send to the summer gale 
An autumn rustle. No sweet songster’s lay 
Is warbled from the branches. Scarce is heard 
The rill’s faint brawl. The prophet looks around, 
And trusts in God, and lays his silvered head 
Upon the flowerless bank. Serene he sleeps, 
Nor wakes till dawning. Then, with hands enclasped 
And heavenward face, and eye-lids closed, he prays 
To Him who manna on the desert showered,— 
To Him who from the rock made fountains gush. 
Entranced the man of God remains; till, roused 
By sound of wheeling wings, with grateful heart 
He sees the ravens fearless by his side 
Alight, and leave the heaven-provided food.— grahame. 
FEMALE EDUCATION. 
We copy the following excellent article 
on the “ Education of Daughters ” from the 
Vermont Chronicle, where it first appeared 
about four years ago. It has been recent¬ 
ly republished in that paper, by request.— 
We commend its careful perusal to such pa¬ 
rents as are engaged in educating and train¬ 
ing daughters for the active scenes and du¬ 
ties of life—bearing in mind that these re¬ 
marks are the fruits of “ a mother’s ” obser¬ 
vation : 
TIME IS FLEETING, 
ximk is an arrow sped by an unerring 
hand its mark eternity; a meteor glare 
that lights the dim horizon up—streams 
through the hazy atmosphere, and is gone 
forever; a breeze that bears in its path 
death and destruction. lime is all power- 
ful, it breathes upon the flower, and it is 
withered; the towering tree, and it lies 
low; it touches with its wand the stately 
mansion, and it crumbles to dust. Its hand 
falls upon the brow of youth, and it be¬ 
comes old and wrinkled; on the hoary head¬ 
ed, and they pass away; upon nations, and 
THE “FINISHING SCHOOL 
To His Excellency Horace Eaton, Gov¬ 
ernor of the State of Vermont, and 
Superintendent of Common Schools: 
Dear Sir:— In preceding numbers, I 
have objected that girls are not educated 
with a view to usefulness, nor for the whole 
of life;—but only for the brief period that 
intervenes between their leaving school and 
their settling in the world. The remarks 
made on this and other topics, have elicited 
from an educated and thoughtful mother, a 
communication, from which, according to 
my promise, I now proceed to make some 
extracts. As the communication, however, 
was not intended for the press, having ob¬ 
tained leave to use it in this manner, I shall 
omit such parts as may not be relevant to 
my purpose. 
The writer says:—“ I do not feel that I 
can aid you by anything from my pen on 
so important a subject, unless it be by way 
of assurance that one mother responds, with 
all her heart, to the view you have given in 
the Chronicle, and rejoices in the hope that 
one who has begun so ably and so truly to 
write upon the education of females, will 
not desist until his spirit-stirring appeals 
shall reach the hearts and consciences of 
all who are in any way connected with the 
training of girls. In reading the paper 
GENESEE FALLS, ROCHESTER 
The above view of the Upper Falls of the 
Genesee, and a portion of Rochester, will 
be readily recognized by thousands of our 
readers—and especially by those who reside 
in or have visited this city within the past 
two or three years. The illustration is an 
original one, being recently drawn and en¬ 
graved by Messrs. Miller & Mix, of this city. 
The Falls are in the northern part of the 
city, just below the railroad bridge (repre¬ 
sented in the engraving,) and some eighty 
rods below the Erie Canal aqueduct. Of 
the three falls in the city, the upper are the 
most prominent, the water falling, perpen¬ 
dicularly, 96 feet. The “city improve-, 
meats” of the last few years, however, have 
been thrown creating what is called the 
“ Third water-power.” 
The first fall or rapid, is about 16 feet, 
and is situated just south of the great aque¬ 
duct of the Erie Canal. 
The Genesee river passes through the 
centre of the city of Rochester, and affords 
by its descent, power for the propulsion of 
machinery, equal at least, to twenty-five mill¬ 
ions of dollars per annum. Though all 
this is not used at present, yet new manu¬ 
factories, and additional mills are continually 
being erected, and we may hardly set a 
limit to the extent of the business which 
can here be so profitably established and 
extended. 
detracted from the natural beauty and ma¬ 
jesty of the cataract and scenery. During 
a portion of the year much of the water is 
diverted from the channel of the river, above 
the falls, and used for hydraulic purposes. 
The difference in the level of the Gene¬ 
see River where it enters Rochester, and 
where it leaves it, is two hundred and sixty 
feet. Commencing at five and one-half 
miles from the lake, the first step is about 
84 feet, and the second 25 feet;—and at 
both elevations, are dams for throwing wa¬ 
ter into races for the mills which line the 
banks. 
Between this and the Main Fall, shown 1 
above, is a rapid across which a dam has 
however, do hope the day will come when 
a greater simplicity of living, dress, <fec., 
shall give women more time for the culti¬ 
vation of intellect. I admire fine house¬ 
keeping, but I love to see it result from that 
activity of mind and high intelligence, 
which makes it subserve a higher aim than 
that of mere sensual gratification. The ac¬ 
quirements of females seem to be made 
with reference only to that period which 
g school and their 
more copious use of our own language, 
many of those who are termed good Latin 
scholars are sadly deficient. Should not a 
teacher strive to awaken dormant intellect? 
should he not while he hears a translation, 
point out also the beauties of composition, 
in short, lead the mind and guide the taste? 
Can one girl in ten tell what her object is in 
studying French ? Can anghody tell un¬ 
less it be to say she has studied. Does it 
open that ‘ world of pleasure’ of which Che- 
ver some where speaks, as added by the ac¬ 
quisition of every new language? How 
seldom do you see a female turning her 
knowledge to any account in actual life. I 
have seen ladies who, I doubt not, had at 
tended to the higher branches of mathe¬ 
matics, call upon their husbands to settle 
their accounts with domestics, or even to 
reckon change when buying any article. Is 
not a teacher at fault when a pupil goes 
through a system of Intellectual Philosophy 
without mailing the slightest appplication 
elapses between leavin^ 
most happy entrance, perchance, into mar¬ 
ried life. Then are they buried, never 
more to rise. Is it not very rare for a mar¬ 
ried lady to keep up, not to say increase, 
the acquisitions of her youth? No matter 
how many years she may have spent at her 
piano, or with her pencil; no matter with 
how much labor she acquired her Latin and 
French, all are sacrificed. If she retains 
her ability to. write a letter, she does well, 
for I have seen not a few, upon whose ear¬ 
ly education not hundreds, but thousands, 
have been expended, who did not pretend 
to exercise their brains enough for this.— 
What are such attainments worth ? That 
I am writing no fiction I will state to you 
one fact, even though it relates to myself. 
I lived at- Springs three or four 
years—boarded in the-House, and 
and while away his leisure moments in the 
sweetest of life’s joys. Is misfo, tune your 
lot? you will find a friendly welcome from 
hearts beating true to your own. The chosen 
partner of your toil has a smile of approba¬ 
tion when others have deserted, a hand to 
help when all others refuse, and a heart to 
feel your sorrows as her own. Perhaps a 
smiling cherub, with prattling glee and joy¬ 
ous laugh, will drive all sorrow from your 
careworn brow, and enclose it in the wreaths 
of domestic' bliss. 
No matter how humble the home may 
be, how destitute its stores, or how poorly 
its inmates are clad; if true hearts dwell 
there, it is yet a home—a cheerful, prudent 
wife, obedient and affectionate children, will 
j give their possessor more real joy than bags 
of gold and windy honor. 
The home of a temperate, industrious, 
honest man, will be his greatest joy. He 
comes to it “weary and worn,” but the 
merry laugh and happy voice of childhood 
cheers him; a plain, but healthy meal awaits 
him. Envy, ambition, and strife have no 
place there; and, with a clear conscience, 
he lays his weary limbs down to rest in the 
bosom of his family, and under the protect¬ 
ing care of the poor man’s friend and help. 
of her knowledge to the right develop¬ 
ment and cultivation of her own mind ?— 
But I forbear.” 
I close this communication with com¬ 
mending the sound and ripe views above 
expressed to the attention of parents, who, 
like the writer of the article constituting 
our present Dumber, have resting upon them 
the responsibility of educating Daughters. 
Most truly yours, C. 
Burlington Female Seminary. 
sued ?” 
In further illustration of the subject, our 
fair correspondent proceeds to give some 
shall omit the description. Our correspond¬ 
ent continues: 
“I regard it as one of the evils from 
which we suffer, that girls do indeed look 
upon themselves and their education as 
finished when they leave school. If a girl 
were rightly taught would she not feel that 
she had but made a beginning and that to 
progress daily should be her aim ? If her 
mind were rightly disciplined, would she 
not subordinate her daily duties to her im¬ 
provement? I have sometimes thought 
that even cultivated men were fearful they 
should not get as good pies and puddings, 
and that all the wants of their bodies would 
be less carefully attended to, if women were 
reflecting beings; and that for this reason, 
they lift up no voice against the present 
system. Will not a well trained mind try 
to do every, even the smallest things well, 
in the best manner? Will it not delight in I 
order? If things go illy in the household, 
once sink into inanition ; by all the is the Beautiful expanded or intensified-or 
toms of society, it seemed to be her duty to ]ike Dante> he descend into the Hades 
do so—I know not how many married gen- 0 f t ^ e Terrible 
tlemen have said to me, ‘you deserve a ___ 
pension for keeping up your knowledge of It is a narrow and mistaken idea to im- 
music.’ At the age of forty you will be- agine that the sooner things wear out, the 
lieve me guiltless of vanity, I hope,—I better it is for the trade. The grand princi- 
speak of it to illustrate the sad truth, that pie is, to make them so that an increased 
all a woman’s acquirements seem to be number of families or individuals are desi- 
made to aid her in making a show of her- rous to have them. 
self for a ‘ little season and then vanish _ _ _ 
away.’ Testimony is like an arrow shot from a 
In every thing which a girl studies would long bow, the force of it depends on the 
it not be well Mr. C., to state to her distinct- strength of the hand that draws it. Argu- 
ly, and until you are sure she comprehends ment is like an arrow from a cross-bow, 
them, what are the objects to be attained which has equal force though shot by a 
by the acquirement of that particular child.— Boyle. 
branch? I have known girls who could -- 
read the Latin Classics very well, as it was There is a strong disposition in men of 
said, (for it is not my happiness to know opposite minds to despise each other. 
All things remind us of Death.— All 
the succession of time, all the things in na¬ 
ture, all the varieties of light and darkness, 
the thousands of accidents in the world, and 
every contingency to every man and every 
creature, doth preach our funeral sermon, 
and calls us to look how the old sexton, 
Time, throws up the earth and digs a grave 
where we must lay our sorrows, and sow 
our bodies, till they rise again in a fair, or 
an intolerable eternity.— Jeremy Taylor. 
The Sabbath, when properly spent, is 
the day for the highest kind of enjoyment. 
If, therefore, you would seek pleasure, you 
can better afford to take any other day in 
the week for it, than the holy Sabbath. 
