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poetical. 
AN AMERICAN EAGLE. 
BY CHAS. II. PEABODY. 
I. 
I saw an eagle in the sky—• 
I watched it with a steady eye, 
’Till it mounted up so high, 
’Twas lost to sight. 
But presently it came again 
’Mid thunder, lightning and the rain, 
A thing of might! 
II. 
I saw it sailing slowly round, 
Regardless of the thunders’ sound, 
While joy within that storm is found, 
Or else why there ? 
I gaz'd and gaz’d, enraptur'd then, 
To think how high that bird had been, 
- Nor lightning scare ! 
III. 
I thought if this my soul might go 
As calmly through this world of wo, 
And mounting upward, once might know 
The scenes of Heaven— 
How happy then that soul might rest, 
Once taken in amongst the blest, 
Its sins forgiven! 
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THE BOY ARTIST. 
BUY IMAGES. 
“ Images ! buy Images !” 
Such was the cry of an Italian image-sel¬ 
ler, as ho proceeded on his way down one 
of the narrow ill-paved street's of a little 
town in the Potteries. 
“ Who’ll buy images ? Vill you buy one, 
sir ?” 
iature sculpture gallery on the head of the 
Italian vender. The collection was made 
up of old and modern statues, mixed up 
with Prince Alberts, Wellingtons, and Na¬ 
poleons crossing the Alps. There were some 
of Pradier’s lovely representations of soft 
and delicate women, Canova’s dancing girls, 
Venus, Isis, Apollo, Bolvidere, and a beauti¬ 
ful cast of the boy extracting a thorn. 
“ Vill you buy one ?” repeated the dark¬ 
eyed Italian to the boy, who still followed, 
gazing eagerly at tho miniature statuary 
aloft on tho man’s head. 
Tho boy turned away with a sigh: 
_ At that instant, a gentleman alighted from 
his horso, at tho gateway of a large pottery 
of tho little town, and looked about him for 
some one to hold his horso. IIo caught the 
eyo of the boy, and beckoned to him with 
his finger. 
“ Come here my boy, and hold this horso 
for an instant; I’ll bo back presently.” 
Tho boy at once ran up, and took tho 
roins of tho horse to hold it, but still ho 
gazed after tho recoding Italian as ho paced 
slowly down the street, echoing his cry of 
“ Images ! buy images !” 
Nearly an hour passed, and tho gentle¬ 
man at last issued from the gateway. 
“ Come my boy,” said ho, “ I have kept 
you longer than I meant to. Here’s a shil¬ 
ling for you. Will that do ?” 
“ O yes, sir, and thank you sir ! thank you 
indeed, sir!” * 
_ Tho boy was quite fervent in his repeti¬ 
tions of gratitude. 
“ You are a good little boy. What is your 
name ? Whore do you live ?” 
“ In Back Lano, sir. My name’s Aleck 
Williams. I want work, sir, if I can get it, 
for wo aro very poor.” 
“ Why, we want boys now. Here, Davis,” 
calling to a man who had gone out of tho 
gato-way after the gentleman ; “ here’s a 
boy wants work. Seo if you can’t tako him 
in. I like tho look of the lad. Find out 
who his mother is, and let mo know to-mor¬ 
row. Yes, my boy, you can comeback hero 
to-morrow. Davis will try and find some 
work for you.” 
“ Thanks, sir, many thanks,” said the boy; 
“ I should like nothing bettor than to get set 
to work in the Pottery.” 
“Very well.” And tho gentleman rode 
away: Davis retired within the gates again; 
and the boy remained standing in the street, 
looking at the bright shilling in his hand.— 
A thought seemed to strike him, and ho 
darted off down tho street after the image 
seller. 
He was nowhere to bo seen. The boy 
peeped into tho public house door; there 
were no images there. Ho glanced along 
tho back lanes; the image seller with his 
precious load had disappeared. He had, 
doubtless, proceeded along the highway to¬ 
ward the next town. Away wont the eager 
boy after him. 
“ He cannot have gono so far,” said the 
boy to himself; and I shall soon make up to 
him. Those beautiful images.” 
A sharp turn of tho road, which he had 
now reached, showed that he was right in 
his surmise. The Italian rested under a 
hedge, which shaded him from the hot sun; 
and his miniature treasures of art were laid 
on the grass beside him. They looked still 
more beautiful than before, their dazzling 
white relieved against tho fresh green of the 
hedge-row and the grass. The sun, which 
here and there streamed through the open 
foliage of the hedge, fell upon the figures, 
and brought out their beauties in glorious 
light and shade. 
The Italian lifted a small square box from 
his tray, and taking therefrom a pair of me¬ 
dallions, he held them up before tho boy.— 
They were a pair of copies from Thorwald- 
son’s “Night” and “Morning”—two small 
circular medallion tablets, perhaps fuller of 
grace and beauty than any tablets of equal 
compass can display. Look at “ Morning,” 
bounding from her eastorn gorgeous cham¬ 
ber, scattering roses on her way ; her sweet 
lips half-opened, as if humming praises to 
the spirit of All Good. You can almost 
fancy tho air filled with sweet sounds— tho 
song of tho lark, the hum of bees, the low¬ 
ing of cattle, the chitter of insects, rising up 
with a thousand voices to herald the morn¬ 
ing on her way. And tlion the unutterable 
grace, repose, sweetness, and quiet joy of 
that radiant Queen of the Day, iloating in 
soft drapery, with the glad babe in her lov¬ 
ing arms—borne onward in light and love 
through tho sweet air. The second tablet 
represents the “ Night,” with drooping head 
—the child nestling in the mother’s breast, 
while the owl flits abroad with its “ Tu-wit, 
too-hoo !” and tho weary sons of earth,sink 
to rest after the toils of the day. Never be- 
foro, in so small a compass, did the youth 
gaze on so large a treasure of beauty. Ho 
bowed his head over these pictures in plas¬ 
ter, and almost wept for joy. 
What would buy them ? Alas ! here was 
but his poor sixpence, and lie had already 
pledged it for tho Boy and Thorn. And the 
other sixpcnco he would keep sacred.— 
That, at least, must bo taken home to his 
poor mother, with whom sixpences were so 
scarce. IIo yielded up tho medallions to 
tho image seller, with tho remark from the 
depth of his soul—“ O, how beautiful!” 
The boy had almost run himself out of 
breath, and he slowly approached tho place 
where the Italian lay eating his bread and 
cheese. The man looked up and smiled. 
“Vat then, loetlo boy; you vant to buy 
images ? very beautiful images.” 
“Oh, they are, indeed,” said the hov; “hut 
I’m afraid they are too dear, and I am very 
poor.” 
“ Vat you got ? how mooch ?” 
“ Only sixpence to spend,” said the ho^ 
“ the other sixpence is for mother.” 
“ Oh ! you got von shilling! I give you 
beautiful cast for von shilling.” 
“I cannot spend it all,” said the boy; 
“ but it you can let me have this ”—pointing 
Tho words wero addressed to a little ill- to tho Boy and tho Thorn,— “ for sixpence 
clad boy, who gazed wistfully up at the min- I’ll give it you.” 
Too lectio ! It’s worth two shillin’.” 
“ Ah !” sighed the boy, “ then I can’t 
buy.” 
“But stop,” said tho Italian, as ho seem¬ 
ed to bo turning away, “ you poor lad—mo 
poor man too; but you love fine casts; you 
ver good taste—yes, ver good. Dat cast is 
after do antique.” 
“ And what may that bo ?” asked Aleck. 
“Ancient art—the old stationary of my 
noble and glorious country—Italia,' Rome ! 
Hundreds of years—perhaps a thousand 
years ago. do bronze statuo of that body 
stood in do Roman Capitol.—” 
The man shaded his eyes as he spoke.— 
Perhaps thoughts of home, and of the bright 
sunny south, tho land of his birth, flashed 
across his brain. 11c sighed and contin¬ 
ued— 
“You seo de boautiful proportions—so 
simple, so graceful and true. Ah ! do old 
artists knew how to York do grand statues ! 
But look you hero, boy; you love beautiful 
little casts. See dero, now.” 
The Italian seemed to be moved with the 
hoy’s reverent admiration of his treasures. 
You cannot buy them ? he asked. 
“ No,” said the boy, “ I cannot. There is 
the sixpence for the cast; it’s all I can spend 
now. Some other day it I should ever sec 
you again —” 
I’ll tell you vat,” said tho Italian, “ you 
love art, my good boy; and as here is von 
of my ‘ Mornings’ vid a damage in her. I'll 
give it you. Dero, good boy ! take her !” 
Tho boy’s eyes glistened with delight.— 
Ho grasped the hand of tho Italian, whose 
eyes glistened too. IIo overpowered him 
with his thanks; and the cast-seller was 
more than repaid by the joy with which ho 
had filled the heart of that ardent youth._ 
Indeed, there is no luxury experienced by 
the poor equal to that which they feel when 
doing a kindness to one another. 
The boy then prepared to sot out homo 
with his treasures, and the Italian to pro¬ 
ceed upon his journey. They parted, after 
a tender leave-taking; for a friendship had 
already sprung up between these two—tho’ 
born on soils separato from each other— 
through their common love of art, which, 
like a touch of nature, makes the whole world 
kin. 
“ And what is that you have brought home 
with you. Alock ?” asked, the mother, after 
the boy had told his story of the morning’s 
adventure with tho pottery lord, and placed 
the reserved sixpence in her hand. 
“ It is a beautiful cast, which I bought for 
ouly sixpence,” said ho; “and then look at 
this boautv ! ’ holding up the medallion of 
“ Morning,” as ho spoke. 
“ I seo nothing in thorn,” she coldly ob¬ 
served, “they are only bits of stucco. And 
you gave sixpence for such things ! Well!” 
And in mute astonishment the mother hold 
up her hands. 
How often is it that the object which pos¬ 
sesses so much beauty for one is so much 
dead matter to another. Hero, the hoy’s 
whole soul had been moved, his very nature 
transformed and quickened into new life by 
the objects which to his mother wore only 
so much stucco ! Thus, to some, tho great 
creation of Raphael is only so much canvas, 
spoilt by colored earths spread upon it in 
oil; and grand old abbeys have not unfre- 
quently been pulled down to build barns 
with — they were only so much misused 
stone and lime ! Only the true artist secs 
a meaning in beautiful forms; and Alock 
Williams had tho temperament of a truo 
artist, though but a boy. 
But tho prospect of his being taken in at 
the works was a thing which the mother 
could appreciate, for it meant bread and 
meat, and clothes, and firing; and though 
tho sixpence had been thrown away by her 
boy upon the “stucco things,” she rejoiced 
in tho good fortuno which had otherwise 
befallen him. 
In good time, Davis called at her house 
—found Mrs. Williams to bo very poor, but 
a frugal and cleanly woman, who boro a 
good character for industry and honesty 
among her neighbors. In fact the boy 
could not havo had a better. His mother 
was unexceptionable. So he was taken into 
the pottery, and set to work, at first in the 
lowest department, that of driving the 
lathe-wheel. 
The boy conducted himself well, and was 
gradually-advanced to higher departments. 
But we must mention tho circumstance that 
led to his first decided rise. 
One day, tho master of the works who 
exorcised a kindly supervision over tho boys, 
when passing the place where Aleck la¬ 
bored, during tho hour of rest, while tho 
other boys wore playing or lounging 
about, found Aleck silently occupied in a 
corner. What could the boy be about ?— 
Ho walked up to him and glanced over his 
shoulder. The boy had picked up some 
waste clay from about tho latlio, and was 
busy modeling a clay figuro after his cast 
of tho Boy and tho Thorn. Hero was tho 
first fruit of “Buy images.” 
“ What, my boy,” askod tho master, “ do 
you model ? That is really very well done ! 
Where havo you learned this ? That back 
is admirable ! IIow is it you know anything 
of this sort ?” 
Tho boy rose up blushing scarlet. lie 
could scarcely speak at first, caught as ho 
had boon in tho act. 
“ I have only practised a little at homo, 
sir. I like it, and I have a cast of this, 
which I am trying to copy. It’s very badly 
done.” 
“Not at all. Davis come here. Do you 
see that ? Tho boy has a genius for that 
sort of thing. You must put him in the 
designing shop. Ho is too good for tho 
wheel. The boy is an artist by nature.” 
“ Very well, sir,” said Davis; “ I am glad 
you like tho boy. He is a very diligent, 
well-conducted youth; and wo havn’t one 
in the place who is steadier or more atten¬ 
tive at his work.” 
“ Good—good,” observed tho kind master; 
“go on as you have begun, boy, and we’ll 
soon make a man of you.” 
Tho boy had, however, tho right stuff in 
him to make a man of himself. But a word 
of kindly encouragement, and a little help 
from an employer, at the right time is worth 
untold gold to a diligent youth; and Aleck 
Williams was acutely sensitive to every word 
of praise or censure, though ho was always 
most careful to avoid tho latter by his 
steady good conduct. 
At homo, usually, by tho fireside. Aleck 
busied himself in drawing his model boy.— 
Occasionally, ho would bring from the pot¬ 
tery a spoilt pattern sheet, and labor to 
copy it with his pencil. The art of model¬ 
ing door, and holly-trccs, shephords and 
shepherdessos, birds and boasts, on tho ex¬ 
terior of jugs and bowls, was then in its in¬ 
fancy. Still he labored to acquire this art. 
He was not satisfied with this, but attempt¬ 
ed new designs, and even aspired to model 
his favorite “Morning,” as a design for a 
water jug. 
Such efforts aro never without thoir re¬ 
sults. Tho mother often thought her boy 
was but wasting his time, and was even dis¬ 
posed to scold him because he did not run 
about and play liko other boys. But Aleck’s 
attraction was among his models, to which 
ho was now ablo to add, by the expenditure 
of a sixpence or a shilling from time to 
time — though his mother wondered at 
his passion for those “rubbish of stucco 
images.” Indeed, Aleck sometimes feared 
lost they should bo swept to tho door.— 
Nevertheless, ho went on persevering, and 
aiming at excellence, though ho knew it not. 
Aleck was taken into th<3 modeling shop, 
and to tho astonishment of his fellows of 
much greater ago and longer standing than 
himself, ho at once took rank as one of tho 
best workmen. He was encouraged to de¬ 
sign new patterns—the business of many 
of tho best houses depending upon thoir 
superiority in this respect. He was 
left to follow his own tastes; and now his 
early models—his much despised “stucco 
things”—stood by him in good stead. They 
had cultivated his taste, and educated him 
in the art. He strove to model in the same 
style, and tho sight of them, and of simi¬ 
larly pure designs, never failed to stimulate 
him to fresh efforts. He endeavored to 
design and to draw patterns in tho sarao 
style, and he succeeded. Tho house becamo 
celebrated for its classical designs. They 
were even publicly praised. Orders flowed 
in ; and tho success of Aleck as a designer 
was decided. Ho distanced all his compet¬ 
itors. 
Tho young man’s foot was now on tho 
ladder of fortune; but of fortuno ho had 
never thought. Ho but followed earnestly 
and purely tho bent of his own genius.— 
His whole happiness was concentrated in 
art. He livod, thinking of it by night, and 
laboring at it by day. His designs were 
generally after tho antique, by which he 
obtained, from day to day, increased means 
of studying; but many of his own original, 
designs, especially of cupids and children 
at play, with which ho adornod tho exterior 
of water jugs, were often extremely beautiful. 
As he grew older, and came occasionally 
into contact with artists and men of in¬ 
fluence, tho advico was occasionally given 
him to “ turn artist, and devoto himself to 
modeling and sculpturo in thoir highest 
forms.” 
But his modest answer was—“ No ! I am 
satisfied if I can bring Art, through means 
of tho articles in daily use, into tho homes 
of tho people, even tho poorest. Lot me 
design an object of beauty, which infinitely 
multiplied, may gladden thousands of eyes 
in all dwellings—.which may teach beauty 
and grace from every tradesman’s tea-table, 
and every parlor chimney-pieco, and every 
poor houso-wifo’s plate-rack. I would rather 
labor to make art a familiar thing in the 
dwellings of tho poor, than to cultivato it 
as a sickly exotic for the sculpture galleries 
of the rich.” 
In fact Aleck had resolved to popularize 
art, and extend its influence among tho peo¬ 
ple ; and with this end he went on laboring 
in a high and noble spirit. 
It would take too much space to detail 
tho various stages of his progress. In all 
worldly respects ho prospered. He removed 
his mother from Back Lane to a comforta¬ 
ble house on the outskirts of tho town, 
whither ho had all his early casts and mod¬ 
els removed—including his favorite “ Boy 
with tho Thorn,” and tho chippod medallion 
of “ Morning.” Ho had long since been 
enabled to purchase more costly specimens 
—but these comparatively shabby casts 
were dear to him, as they had first awaken¬ 
ed in him his intense admiration of tho 
beautiful in art. His mother, growing old, 
learned to admire tho character and tastes 
of her noblo son; and sho no longer spoko 
a word in disparagement of his “ stucco 
things.” 
When Aleck heard the cry of “ Buy Im¬ 
ages,” now, ho never failed to recall to mind 
his past encounter with tho kindly Italian; 
and ho peered in tho faces of all tho imago 
men in the hope of recognizing him. But 
ho never had tho good fortuno again to meet 
with his first helper in tho art. 
In duo time, Aleck Williams’ name was 
joined to his master’s in tho business which 
ho had so greatly contributed to extend, 
and in a largo moasuro to create. The 
works wero much enlarged, and many hun¬ 
dreds of additional hands were maintained 
in regular employment through his instru¬ 
mentality. He established a school of de¬ 
sign and modeling in connection with tho 
works, together with ovening classes and 
libraries for tho use of tho workmen—re¬ 
membering tho difficulties which ho had 
himself encountered in tho earlier part of 
his career for want of such facilities. 
In conclusion, it may bo added, that at 
this day, tho porcelain Parian statuettes, 
and tho china and stono ware articles, man¬ 
ufactured by tho firm of which tho subject 
of this sketch is now tho active head, are 
universally acknowledged to bo unequalled 
for their boauty and purity of design, as 
well as for more substantial and useful qual¬ 
ities. Nor did and article exhibited at tho 
tho Great Exhibition of 1851, command 
more general admiration than thoso dis¬ 
played at their table. 
. When any poor Italian, then, in future 
cries “ Buy Images !” along the street, let 
tho kind reader recall to mind the features 
of this little story. 
A Non Sequitur. — Our Binghamton 
friend, (II. R. B.) has certainly “got us” 
handsomely. As thus :—“ In your ‘ Knick- 
Knacks ’ I seo tho question, ‘ Can there bo a 
rule without an exception ?’ Yes; tho nas¬ 
al organ is indispensable to a comely human 
countenance. ‘How boautiful is tho face 
of nature ;’ yet we look in vain for a noso !’ 
“ Wrong there, Knick; to wit:— Anthony’s 
Nose. I have seen it!” The “argument” is 
a non sequitur ; and wo “ confess the soft im¬ 
peachment.” 
“ Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt • 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out.” 
THE SMOKE-SNAKE. 
_ To construct this pretty little toy, Like a square 
piece of stiff card, or sheet copper or brass, about 
two-and-a-half or three inches in diameter, and 
cut it out spirally, so as to resemble a snake, as in 
the engraving. Then paint the 
body on each side of the card the 
colors of a snake ; take it by the 
two ends, and draw out the spiral 
till the distance from head to tail 
be six or seven inches, as in the 
figure. Next, provide a slender 
piece of wood on a stand, and fix 
a sharp needle at its summit; push 
the rod up through the spiral, aud 
let the end of the spiral rest upon 
the summit of the needle. Now 
place the apparatus as nearly as 
possible to the edge of the mantle- 
shelf above the fire, ami the snake 
will begin to revolve iD the direc¬ 
tion of its head; and if the fire 
be strong, or the current of heated 
air which ascends from it be made 
p werful,by two or three persons 
coming near it, so as to concentrate the current, 
the snake will revolve very rapidly.' The rod 
should be paiuted so as to resemble a tree, which 
the snake will appear to climb ; or the snake may 
be suspended by a thread from the ceiling, over 
the current of air from a lamp. Two snakes may 
be made to turn round in opposite directions, by 
merely drawing out tlie spiral of one from the up¬ 
per side, and of the other from the under side of 
the figure; and fixing them, of course, on sepa¬ 
rate rods. 
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ALGEBRAICAL PROBLEM. 
Whilst chatting with a youthful maid. 
Said I, “your age I’d like to know;” 
“If you will solve, kind sir,” she said, 
“A question I will ask,—’twill show.” 
“ If to my age there added be 
A certain number minus three, 
And to his sum you add its square, 
’Twill ten times sixty-five declare— 
Then to the square root of my age 
Itself you add,—and I’ll engage 
Five-sixths the sum of twice—you’ll see, 
This certain number,—it will be.” 
Now unto me the answer show 
In just a week or less ; 
And how you do it, I would know, 
For ’twill not do to guess. 
East Bergen, N. Y., 1853. T. M. 
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