MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTU RAL AND FAMILY JOURNAL. 
.. . ^ , , t TTF SURPRISE. BAYARD TAYLOR —A BEAUTIFUL INCIDENT. 
^ VVl# tittUIiU Au ♦ J WAS surprised to see husband athome We have previously noticed the depart- 
by noon to-day. He drove up in an ele- ur e of Bayard Taylor on a voyage of dis- 
ON THE BANKS OF THE BEAUTIFUL RIVER. X gant carriage, in company with a merchant covery to the sources of the Nile. The 
" , , i with whom he once transacted business.— -vr v™L no,, in unpAkimr nf this 
Like a Foundling in slumber, the summer-day lay, , uover geen the gentleman before J NeW 1 0rk Da ? B ° 01 '’ 1,1 *P** Xn S 
On the crimsoning threshold of Even, . , , , & i event, pays a very List tribute to his ge- 
And I thoaglit Umtllic glow through "the azure-arched" lie is very talented as well as influential, It 1 ) J J 
a Foundling in ,.«,„bor ,„ e .uunncdny lay. , „„ver seen the gentleman before ; 
On the crimsoning threshold of Even, . , , ® n a ,* i • ' 
And I thought that the glow through “ the azure-arched” he is very talented as well as influential, t 
way” / is rumored. My husband introduced him, 
Was a glimpse of the coming of Heaven. then turning to me, said, “I have received 
There together we sat, by the beautiful stream, an earnest Invitation for you to visit the 
We had nothing to do but to love and to dream, - afternoon, and 
In the days that have gone on before. •) ’ , 
These are not the same days, though they bear the same his Wife says yOU must not deCiine ; SO we 
name, | will wait while you get ready ; take as 
with the ones I shall welcome no more ! much time as you desire for your toilet.” 
But it may be, the Angels are culling them o’er, This I knew was a hint that he wished 
For a Sabbath and Summer forever, me } o0 ]^ particularly well, and full of 
wonder I retired to mV chamber. There 
And the shroud shall be woven, no never . - 
In a twilight like that, Jenny June for a bride, was so strange, so gratified an expression 
Oil! what more of the world, could one wish for beside, upon his face, that I longed to question 
As we gazed on the River unrolled, . him, but of course found no opportunity. 
Till we heard, or we fancied. Us musicalItidle The on l y hlxury I have afforded myself 
When it flowed through the gate-way of gold. . J , , J ■ , ,, , ;i i R . 
this winter has been a rich black silk dress, 
Jenny June, then i said, let us Unger no more, this I put on, braided mv hair very care- 
Lc tthe oar, fully, anti on the whole, thought I looked 
And we’ll steal into Heaven together. prelty well. We were driven to- 
if the Angel on duty, our coming descries, Square, in Boston, and etopped before a 
You have nothingto do, but throw oil'the disguise, princely mansion. Mrs. A-received 
“ very cordially and with apparent affee- 
We have long been a waiting for thee!” tion, saying that although she did not know 
, . „ . . me, she Loped that henceforth I would 
Oh! how sweetly she spoke, ere she uttered a word, . .’ J , , c -_r T 
With that blush, partly hers, partly Even’s, visit cer, and make her my frien~. i was 
And that tone, like the dream of a song wc once heard, very much pleased with her appearance — 
As she whispered, “ that way is not Heaven’s; so free from affectation of every kind, she 
For the River that runs by the realm of the Blest, j s genuinely a lady; my heart went out 
Has no song in its ripple, no star on its breast- towards her, but I Could not express the 
Oh! THAT River is nothing like this ! ' ’ r 
For it glides on in shadow, beyond the world’s west, pleasure i telt. 
Till it breaks into beauty and bliss!” “We are to have a meeting of friends 
I am lingering yet, but i linger alone, this afternoon,” she continued, and as they 
On the banks of the Beautiful River, will be gentlemen, we will give up the front 
> ’Tis the twin of that day, but the way where it shone parlor, and sit down and enjoy a little chat 
J Bears the willow-tree’s shadow forever! by ourselves.” 
DON’T STAND ON THE TRACK- A1 ' ‘° ° f f UrSe ; but 1 
__ felt perfectly at home in her elegant room, 
1 Have you ever stood, my friend, upon a and soon reposed the utmost confidence in 
’ railroad track, and watched the cars as they my charming acquaintance. I observed 
COUNTRY CHURCH YARDS. 
Use every means to make them green, 
shady, and consequently delightsome. Spare 
not the rich loam. Bring the trees, both 
shady and ornamental, from the nursery or 
THOUGHTS ON AUTUMN. 
Autumn, the season of the “sere and 
the forest, and plant them around the sane- ye ]j ow ] ea fo’ j s here a^ain, and although its 
tuary. Let it be a fixed purpose, that tho J , . , o o 
nets very laiciucu as wen cio unmviH.™, | * - . - -, , | - , , , , , -_- coming was announced with warm suns 
is rumored. My husband introduced him nius and purity of character, and records be but one dehghteome^spotn he ^ ^ ^ fa(Jed lpaye8 
I T SSTht I f0ll ° W1 ? S i . h ; th -to unwntten page in j A s ° tranger , with whom we falling from the tree, the ripened fruit up- 
much time as you desire for your toilet.” &e written ot ny a stranger, or tor granger 
This I knew was a hint that he wished eyes. We have not the happiness to be of 
me to look particularly well, and full of the circle of lus friends, though these par- 
wonder I retired to mv chamber. There agraphs evince our appreciation of his char- 
wasso strange, so gratified an expression acter; and this passage of his history we 
upon his face, that I longed to question learned but casually, in one of those sub- 
him, but of course found no opportunity. dued conversations in which society recog- 
The only luxury I have afforded myself nises such sacred events in the histones of 
this winter has been a rich black silk dress; its best loved membra.s. 
this I put on, braided mv hair very care- In llls boyhood, Bayard Taylor discov- 
fully, and on the whole, thought I looked ered in a fair young angel of the place 
pretty well. We were driven to- where he was born, that portion of himself 
Square, in Boston, and stopped before a which, according to the old mystery, shou d 
I princely mansion. Mrs. A-received crown each nature with perfection and hap- 
me very cordially, and with apparent affee- piness. When he aspired, she was at the 
, . . ,. -n church doors. A stranger, with whom we 
his personal history: Eds. Rural, chanced to be traveling a few years ago, 
There is a little episode in the life of remarked, as we passed a house surround- 
Bayard Taylor, which, perhaps, should not ed with evergreens, that children whose 
be written of by a stranger, or for stranger paternal home was made thus pleasant, sel- 
eyes. We have not the happiness to be of dom forsook it. And we may say that the 
ed with evergreens, that children whose 
paternal home was made thus pleasant, sel¬ 
dom forsook it. And we may say that the 
house of God, whose premises were made 
pleasant and attractive outwardly, can hard- 
on the stem, and the wind sighing and 
moaning through the forestand around our 
habitations, tells us that Autumn is here, 
and that storms, and wind, and snow are 
in its wake, and will soon burst upon us. 
There is a vast field for contemplation 
ly lose its auditory. Where the church spread ou t before the observing mind, in 
court is made attractive for its coolness amid the ch s uf the seasons . Most vivid- 
the heat of summer, the panting parishoner ° . ,.™ , . 
will not scorn to spend the sultry Sabbath L do they portray the different eras of 
noon there. Look to this matter. Do not man’s life. Y outh embarks upon the sea 
In his boyhood, Bayard Taylor discov- say, it will be years before the trees set to- of life with bright dreams and a light heart, 
ered in a fair young angel of the place day will produce much shade. Be it so, hope [ s bis guiding star, and pleasure, 
where he was born, that portion of himself the fact of their growing will give you the weaUh Qr fame the goal of h i s ambition, 
which, according to the old mystery, should joy of anticipation for years to come, and „ „ Qr(3C wav 
Square, in Boston, and stopped before a which, according to the old mystery, should joy of anticipation lor yea^ ™ and if troubles or cares obstruct his way, 
nnneel v mansion Mrs A-_received crown each nature with perfection and hap- yield you the satisfaction of action not for 
me ver'y cordially,‘and with apparent affee- piness. When he aspired, she was at the the present alone! Do your duty in this -like the showers of spring dispelled by 
tion saying that although she did not know faraway end of the high reaching vista, thing, and patiently watt for the beauty and the warm rays of the sun, they are sur- 
me,’ she hoped that henceforth I would holding in her hand the hoped for crown, the shade. — A mer. Courier. mounted by hope, energy andambition.— 
visit her, and make her my friend. I was In a letter which he sent from Rome, we sleeping flowers Summer comes and finds the youth a man, 
very much plowed with her appearance- see what substance his dreams were of, SLb ““_ # ' -deeply immersed in cares and business, 
so free from affectation of every kind, she while <* hundred ages hovered abou is Almost all flowers sleep during the night and appr „aches, and he is da- 
is genuinely a lady; my heart went out Deu lu oinu msbuui. Pbe mangold goes to bed with the sun, . . , , 
towards her, but I could not express the IN italy. and with him rises weeping. Many plants sitting by us nesi e in quie an p en y, 
nleasure I felt. T .... „ ,.... are so sensitive that their leaves close du- with the fruits of his labor gathered around 
In a letter which he sent from Rome, we 
see what substance his dreams were of, 
approached? How stealthily and cat-like that a table w^s set in me centre or me 
they creep upon you, until in a moment other parlor covered with a beautiful white 
they are gone! To one standing at some cloth that hung nearly to the floor ; I 
j o. ° if fomo fnv o Qtinn pnrl rliri 
so free from affectation of every kind, she while a hundred ages hovered about his 
is genuinely a lady; my heart went out to bind lus soui: 
towards her, but I could not express the italy. 
pleasure I felt. . . Dear Lillian all I wished is won! 
“We are to have a meeting ot tnends ] s it beneath Italia’s sun, 
this afternoon,” she continued, and as they Where olive orchards gleam and quiver 
will be gentlemen, we will give up the front Along the hanks of Arno s river. 
parlor, and sit down and enjoy a little chat Thro’ laurel leaves, the dim green light 
hv nnr<!elvf j s ” Falls on my forehead as I write, 
J ... " ' , . - i , T And the sweet chimes of vespers ringing, 
All was mystery to me ot course, but J B j cn(1 with the C antadina’s singing, 
felt perfectly at home in her elegant room, , .. 
J J 1 ii L A. Rich is the soil with Fancy’s gold; 
and soon reposed the utmost confidence in The 8tirring me mories of old 
my charming acquaintance. I observed Rise thronging in my haunted vision, 
that a table wf-s set in the centre of the And wake my spirit’s young ambition. 
sleeping flowers. 
Almost all flowers sleep during the night. 
The marigold goes to bed with the sun, 
and with him rises weeping. Many plants 
cloth, that hung nearly to the floor ; I 
distance, “they present a different appear- thought it too small for a collation, and did 
ance. He is aware of their rapid motion, not trouble myself with conjecture, 
and is amazed at the foolhardiness which Very soon, a few gentlemen came-fine, 
lingers in their path. Upon philosophi- noble lookingmen;some ofthem Iremem- 
cal principles, this is easily explained. In bered having seen before Others kept 
the former position, the cars move in the calling, tdl there we [e, I should suppose, 
. . i « i • r* cAmn fnn nrDQpnt At. met mv hnshaml pn- 
direct line it vision, »nd the chief notice some ten present At last my husband en- 
which the eye takes of their approach, is tered, leaning on the arm of Mr. A , 
from the slow increase of the angle which he looked pale but happy, 
they subtend. In the latter position, the I was bewildered, when I saw the gen- 
train moves across the line of vision, and in tlemen all rise and take him by the hand 
addition to the very rapid increase of the and seem to express so much pleasure and 
rle which it subtends, the eye marks also approbation. 
the frightful speed which it passes objects 
both intervening and beyond. The inex¬ 
perienced, nay, the practiced eye therefore, 
often misjudges of the danger, and many a 
sad spectacle has been produced by the 
Presently Mr. A-went towards the 
table and lifted the cloth, when lo! a whole 
service of silver glisened there. To my 
utter astonishment, one of the merchants 
took his stand by the table and presented 
of those who thought there was yet ^ in the name of the gentlemen present, 
i)ou(i .j i to my husband. 1 he sudden surprise was 
»safest rule, then, my friend, which almost too much for me, and Mrs. A_— 
„ .rive vou in the matter is, “Never P^sed her arm around my waist or I be- 
time enough. 
) The safest rule, then, my friend, which 
) we can give you in the matter is, “ Never 
( stand upon the track.” You may stand 
' } there many times, and dream of no dan- 
|{ ger. But in some ill-fated moment, the 
[') train may wind around some neighboring 
j; curve, and steal suddenly upon you, and 
j: then a little trepidation—a slight mistep - 
Dear Lillian all 1 wished is won! 
1 sit beneath Italia’s sun, 
Where olive orchards gleam and quiver 
Along the hanks of Arno’s river. 
Thro’ laurel leaves, the dim green light 
Falls on rny forehead as I write, 
And the sweet chimes of vespers ringing, 
Blend with the cantadina’s singing. 
Rich is the soil with Fancy’s gold; 
The stirring memories of old 
Rise thronging in my haunted vision, 
And wake my spirit’s young ambition. 
But, as the radiant sunsets close 
Above Val D’Arno’s bovvers of rose, 
My soul forgets the olden glory 
And deems our love a dearer story. 
Thy words, in Memory’s ear outchime 
The music of the Tuscan rhyme; 
Thou stnndest here—the gentle hearted— 
Amid the shades of hards departed! 
Their garlands of immortal bay, * 
I see before thee fade away, 
And turn from Petrarch’s passion glances, 
To my own dearer heart romances. 
Snd is the opal glow that fires 
The midnight of the cypress spires, 
And cold the scented wind that closes 
The hearts of bright Etruscan roses: 
Tho fair Italian dream I chased, 
A single thought of thee effaced; 
For the true clime of song nnd sun 
Lies in the heart which mine hath won! 
[1845. 
There are a thousand evil things that 
mar each plan of joy; the marriage was 
deferred, perhaps for the poet to make his 
way in the world; and when he came from 
California there was perceived another 
are so sensitive that their leaves close du- with the truitsot his tauor gatnereu around 
ring the passage of a cloud. The dande- h’m; and be it gold, glory, or pleasure, for 
lion opens at five or six in the morning, 
and shuts at nine in the evening. The 
“ goat’s beard” wakes at three in the morn¬ 
ing, and shuts at five or six in the after¬ 
noon. The common daisy shut up its blos¬ 
som in the evening and opens its “ day’s 
which he has toiled, he now finds how far 
short it falls of the expectation of his youth, 
and he calmly looks forward to the next 
season, which is Winter—and Death. 
Oh, there are solemn truths written upon 
eye” to meet the early beams of the morn- the face of nature at this season of the 
ing sun. The crocus, tulip, and many oth¬ 
ers, close their blossoms at different hours 
towards evening. The ivy-leaved lettuce 
opens at eight in the morning, and closes 
year. We look abroad upon the beautiful 
things of earth, and see naught but death 
and decay; each tree, shrub and flower— 
forever at four in the afternoon. The night- each blade of grass, bear witness to the 
flowering cereus turns night into day. It great truth, “ passing away,” and were we 
begins to expand its magnificent sweet- no(; assure d that in the warm suns of spring, 
scented blossoms in the twilight, it is full- the naked tree woukl again put forth its 
blown at midnight, and closes never to open . a 
•L.L i cj t i foliage, the flower once more raise its scent- 
again with the dawn of day. In a clover & ’ h 
field not a leaf opens until after sunrise !— head towards the blue heavens, and the 
wild bird return to its favorite haunts, we 
So says a celebrated English author, who 
has devoted much time to the study of CO uld not well reconcile our hearts to this 
plants, and often watched them during their stern law of sure decay. Think of it, ye 
quiet slumbers. Those plants, which seem , ones,-look abroad over the 
to be awake all night, he styles “ the bats 6 . „ , 
and owls of the vegetable kingdom.” l°vely earth-see vegetation fading and dy- 
___ ing, and going back to Mother Earth, and 
BOYS, LOOK HERE. read thereon the simple truth that life 
Bovs! look herfoand remember that “ ‘ h “ s aIul with tho Au ; un ™' “P assin S 
rvnvonimvonnn hnnmmro nil tVnnrro Yah R.WSV.” L* ^1. .A.LLEN. 
iieve I should have fallen. I gathered from defem "S f e w f 1,1 hcalll ’t 
the few words spoken, that my husband and all that could be done for her was of 
had discharged every debt, with interest ; "« f™' 1 ! ‘he suggestion came the 
Boys ! look here, and remember that ls 111 
perseverance conquers all things. You away, 
have heard of Henry Clay; how did he 
acquire his greatness ? Let him tell. In 
a speech at the exhibition at the National j T 
Law School, at Ballston Spa., he said: i _ f 
THE LOVE OF HOME. 
It is only shallow minded pretenders, 
who either make distinguished origin a mat- 
had discharged every debt, with interest ; 
and his creditors were so much delighted 
doubt, and finally the terrible conviction 
“ Constant, persevering application will ter of perS onal merit, or obscure origin a 
accomplish everything. To this quality, if matter 0 f personal reproach. Taunt and 
I may be allowed to speak of myself, more scoffin<r at t h e humble condition of early 
flliu. Alio L1CUILUIO DL1U OU m uuu UUJIV uuvkA . , 1,1 
with his honorable conduct that they had tl> a ‘ ha<1 tla! anli 
deter mined to confer this costly gift upon >"g- 1 ° T"f. F,l ^ 
than to anything else, do I owe the little 
success which I have attained. Left in 
din n o fnT “ind w sl S der toUfink K* as a token of their commendation. ?ay, ana wnen no e « quite u« , 
slip of the f° 0 ‘-andwe slimWer tothmk aftermrds introduced to each of he might make little journeys with her, 
your crushed and bleeding body. ^ and j coulJ not but fee , d of and minister to her gently as none could 
Perhaps, now, my traveling friend, as m ,, husband , when I heard their praises, but one whose light came from her eyes, 
you sit quite at your ease in your well- so 'Virmly bestowed he married her; while her sun was setting 
cushioned car, reading (with interest, we ‘ “ Now,” said he, as we rode home, “how he placed his hand in hers that he might 
hope) the Railroad Gazette, you are con- mu(jh we need a beautiful city mansion, in go her d ,°wn to the night. I here are 
gratulating yourself that you arc very can- which tQ di j our rich serv i ce .” not many such marriages; there were nev- 
tious, and require no such warning. bull „ M “ never lpt us be er any holier since the father of mankind 
1 say with all soberness, “Don't stand upon ^ 'fe, «s ratfter own a dear looked up in the face of our mother. She 
the track.” You cannot avoid all the evils , i(t|e M (mr relt viUage ^ and l win lived a few days, a few weeks, perhaps, and 
of life. Perils are around you on every never m0 = • h [ m c i ty plrSsures. We then he came back to his occupations, and 
hand. But there are calamities, which, so ^ ve gQ ha p >» it was never mentioned that there had 
to speak, move in right lines Don’t plant ' Hig on]y answer was a glad> bright smile, been any such events in his life. 
yourselt in their path, and deiy them. _ Olive Branch. Have we done wrong in mentioning such 
Don’t stand in their track, and disregard -- an incident? As we have said, Bayard 
them. THE BEST OFFICE OF WIT. Taylor is a stranger to us, except as an 
Perhaps at the very last station, you re- author; it is to exhibit his character as an 
freshed (as you call it) the inner man with Let every one beware of the sensible ef- author t h at we have suffered ourselves to 
ing. He watched her suffering day by ear ] y ]jfo to work my own way alone, with- 
day, and when hope was quite dead, that out friends or pecuniary resources, and 
“» u . u scoffing at the humble condition ot early 
e bfo atiects nobody in America but those 
Left in wbo are foolish enough to indulge in them, 
e, with- and tbey are generally sufficiently punished 
es,. and by the published rebuke. A man who is 
| j of your crushed and bleeding body. 
\ ( Perhaps, now, my traveling friend, as 
I ( you sit quite at your ease in your well- 
|) cushioned car, reading (with interest, we 
| j hope) the Railroad Gazette, you are con¬ 
gratulating yourself that you are very cau¬ 
tious, and require no such warning. Still 
of life. Perils are around you on every never more sigh for city pleasures. We then he came back to lus occupations, and 
hand. But there are calamities, which, so ^ ve gQ ,, it was never mentioned that there had 
to speak, move in right lines Don’t plant c R[s on]y flnswer wag a glad> brig bt smile, been any such events in his life. 
yourselt in their path, and deiy them. _ Olive Branch. Have we done wrong in mentioning such 
Don’t stand in their track, and disregard -- an incident? As we have said, Bayard 
them. THE BEST OFFICE OF WIT. Taylor is a stranger to us, except as an 
Perhaps at the very last station, you re- author; it is to exhibit his character as an 
freshed (as you call it) the inner man with Let every one beware of the sensible ef- author that we ba ve suffered ourselves to 
some strong potation. My friend, it so, feet of witty men upon him, they gild lies, } nvade these privacies. It is agreed that 
you are standing “on the track,” while the so that base coin may pass tor true, that p j g conduc t in all the circumstances was 
great car of retribution comes thundering which is grossly wrong, wit may make fas- worth the knights of old. These knights 
on—moving in a right line approaching cinating; when no argument could per- wou j d ] iaV e felt the succeeding impulse, 
with steady and rapid wheels. Will it not suade you, the coruscations of wit may daz- wWcll guides Bayard Taylo.r to the bold 
bear down and crush you? zle and blind you; when duty presses jou, en ^ erpr i se j n which so many have perished, 
Perhaps you spend an occasoinal even- the threatenings of this human lightning of findinfT out the secret of a continent, so 
ing with a party ot friends, amusing your- may make you afraid to do light. Re- ^ a t he may redeem it from ghouls and 
selves with cards or dice, staking small member that the very best office of wit is, 0 [fo r r fo r the occupation and dominion of 
sums to make the game interesting. My only a torch, by which men may cheer the men 
friend, you are standing “on the track.”— gloom of a dark way. When it sets up to ' --—.-- 
Thousands have stood there and perished, be your counsellor or your guide, it is the Abter Dinner Dozing. —Dr. Combe, 
Don’t wait to hear the pantings of the iron fool’s fire, flitting irregularly and leading wbo [ s good authority, says that sleeping 
steed and the rattling of rushing wheels, you into the quag or morass. The great a fter dinner is a bad practice. On awaking 
but fly from the track. At a safe distance Dramatist represents a witty sprite to have f ron q such indulgence, there is generally 
stand and view the wrecks which yon pon- put an ass’ head upon a man’s shoulders; gome degree of febrile excitement, in con- 
derous train will spread before you. beware that you do not let this mischiev- SC q Ue nce of the latter stages of digestion 
Be advised, my friend. It is not always ous sprite put an ape’s head upon your’s. being hurried on; it is only useful in old 
easy to know when you are standing “on If God has not given you this quicksilver, people, and in some cases of disease. Sleep 
the track,” and yet true it is that if you no art can make it; nor need you regret it. becomes wholesome only to the healthy 
stand there, you are in danger. Be vigi- The stone, the wood, and the iron, are a when taken at those hours pointed out by 
lant, therefore. Look well to the ground thousand times more valuable to society nature; an excess of it produces lassitude 
on which you plant your fee\ and forget than pearls and diamonds and rnre gems; and corpulency, and utterly debases and 
not for yet these many days, our parting and sterling sense and industry, and integ- stupifies the mind. Corpulent people should 
words, “Don’t stand upon the track.”— rity f ‘are better a thousand times, in the sleep little and upon hard beds, while they 
N. Y. Railroad Guide. hard work of life, than the brilliance of wit. should take abundance of exercise and live 
____ —Beecher's Lectures. abstemiously, that their unhealthy bulk 
Perhaps the most acceptable kind of -may be reduced. 
flattery consists less in eulogising a man’s Where the mouth is sweet and the eyes TY~ 
actions, or talents, than in decrying those of intelligent, there is always the look of beau- Unless a tree has blossomed in spring, 
bi s r i va i. ty, with a right observer.— Leigh Hunt. you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn. 
with no other than a common education, I no j. as bamedof himself need not be asham- 
saw that the pathway before was long, ed of his ear i y condition. It did not hap- 
steep and rugged, and that the height up- n tQ me to be born in a log cabin but my 
on which I had ventured to fix the eye of elder brothers and sisters were born in a 
my ambition, could be reached only by toil j ocr ca bi n> raised among the snow drifts of 
the most severe, and a purpose the most in- ]^ w Hampshire, at a period so early, that 
domitable. But, shrinking from no labor, when the smoke first rose from its rude 
disheartened by no obstacles, I struggled chim ney, and curled over the frozen hill, 
on. No opportunity, which the most ther e was no similar evidence of a white 
watchful vigilance could secure, to exer- man > s habitation between it and the settle- 
cise my power, was permitted to pass by ments on the rivers of Canada, 
unimproved.” ^ Its remains still exist: I make it an an- 
THE NEWSPAPER. [ carr >\ cllil< ! rcn .*» 
-- teach them the hardships endured by the 
As we feel the sunshine; as we breathe generations which have gone before them, 
the balmy air; as we draw our life of life f love t0 dwe u on t he tender recollections, 
from household affection—all unconscious- the kindred ties, the early affections, and the 
ly—so we drink in the pleasures and bless- narra tfons and incidents which mingle with 
ings of the newspaper; careless yet eager, a q j know of this primitive family abode. I 
and though dependent, unthankful. He weep to think that none of those who inhab- 
must be an imaginative man who can tell [ ted [ t are now among the living; and if 
the value of the newspaper, for only he can ever j f ad affectionate veneration for him 
fancy what it would be to be deprived of w j 10 ra i se d it, and defended it against sav- 
it. Another Byron might write another ao . e v foj ence and destruction, cherished all 
“ Darkness” on the state of a world news¬ 
paperless. If we should attempt to per¬ 
sonify such a world, it would be under the 
form of a blind man holding in his hand 
the empty string from whicii his dog has 
escaped; or the good lady in Hood’s pic¬ 
ture, with her foot advanced to step on 
board a steamer, which she suddenly ob¬ 
serves to have moved six feet from the 
wharf. Or, again, a stranger in the bot¬ 
tom of a mine, who, after blowing out his 
domestic comforts beneath its roof, and thro’ 
the fire and blood of seven years’ revolu¬ 
tionary war shrank from no toil, no sacrifice, 
to serve his country, and to raise his chil¬ 
dren to a condition better than his own, may 
my name and the name of ray posterity, be 
blotted forever from the memory of man¬ 
kind. —Daniel Webster. 
HAPPINESS OF HOME. 
Let no man ever think of happiness 
abstemiously, that their unhealthy bulk 
may be reduced. 
Unless a tree has blossomed in spring, 
you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn. 
“ D?lv Y’” runs t0 the shaft and tin(ls that distinct from the happiness of home. The 
somebody has taken away the ladder.— N. gayest must have the i r s i c k, languid and 
P- Willis. ___solitary hours. The busiest must often 
There is much wholesome advice con- relax from their labor, and there must be 
tained in the following few lines; some retreat for them where they may 
Eat only what is proper food, seek refreshment from their cares, and col- 
Drink only that which does you good, foct the spirits which disappointments SO 
L^on'iy*vThJuwm be‘reared- frequently depress. They who live the 
Then you will have no cause to say, most fo r tke public, Still live for tbe public 
“ I was a fool on yesterday i” . f « , 
-^--— but in a small part, and they are apt to find 
He who knows the world will not be too the public service a heavy burden, which 
bashful, and he who knows himself will gentler encouragement than that of ambi- 
never be impudent. tion must furnish the strength to support. 
