MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
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SCHOOL DISCIPLINE. 
Tiie head and the heart of tho teacher 
havo often been deeply tried, in determining 
the amount of discipline to bo employed. 
Some restraint is always necessary, if it is 
desired to hare a well ordered and profit¬ 
able school room. Scholars left to thoir 
own will, become noisy,—playing and talk¬ 
ing in school hours, regardless of tho effect 
it must havo upon their recitations. Few 
teachers havo sufficient pationco and for¬ 
bearance not to bo frequently put out of 
humor by tho waywardness and insubordi¬ 
nation of thoir pupils. It is at such times, if 
at all, that discipline and punishment is ap- | 
plied, and it is quite as likely to fall upon ] 
those least as upon those most in fault. Such 
a course diminishes the solf-respect of tho 
teacher, and also tho respect felt for him 
and his authority by the pupils. Uniform 
ity, as far as possiblo, and in every respect 
divested of severity, should mark tho dis¬ 
cipline of a teacher. Kindness, and an ear¬ 
nest effort for tho advancement of tho pu- 
pupils under his charge, with a frank and 
firm avowal of tho object of such discipline 
as it may bo necessary to employ, will be 
far more certain of accomplishing tho end 
desired, than hasty, sevoro and unusual pun¬ 
ishment. The minds of tho young are sus- 
ceptiblo of easy cultivation, and may as 
readily bo taught obedience to all reason¬ 
able regulations as any other lesson. If they 
havo not been properly trained at homo, the 
task will bo harder but not a hopeless ono. 
BE PATIENT WITH CHILDREN. 
“ Ye have need of patience /” Nothing 
can bo more true than this, and nothing is 
more applicable to those who havo to do 
with boys and girls. There are so many 
provocations which demand endurance, so 
many faults which requiro correction, so 
much carelessness which provokes rebuke, 
and so much perverseness which calls for 
firmness and control, that “teachers of 
babes,” if not of a temper absolutely an¬ 
gelic, need to have “line upon line, precept 
upon precept,” to aid in the work which has 
fallen to thoir lot. Thoro aro so many 
temptations accessories to impatience, too. 
It is so easy and so natural for tho strong 
to tyrannize over tho weak ! Absolute pow¬ 
er is too frequently abused ; and the power 
which a parent or a teacher exercises over 
tho child, is so far absolute that immediate 
resistance can be rendered unavailing.— 
True, tho parent has parental tenderness 
and love, to restrain tho impetuosity of im¬ 
patience, but the teacher has not; and if 
parents are often, in spite of natural barri¬ 
ers, impetuous, what wonder that teachers 
are so too. 
It is less trouble, so far as the present 
time is concerned, to blame and scold, and 
punish a child for negligence, stupidity, or 
misconduct, than to explain, reason, and in¬ 
struct. It takes less time to box a boy’s 
ears for being mischievous, or to push a girl 
into a bedroom “all by herself,” for being 
idle, or talkative, or troublesome, than it 
does to investigate intentions and motives, 
or to inquire into causes; and we do not 
wonder that the patience of tho most pa¬ 
tient sometimes gives way. But it is not 
tho less to bo deplored when it does give 
way. In one hour — in less time than this 
—in one minute, evil may be wrought which 
will undo tho work of months, or which years 
of judicious treatment will not obliterate. 
Do wo say then, that children should bo 
indulged and pampered, and their faults 
overlooked? No; this seems easier to tho 
indulgent and self-indulgent teacher, than 
tho wearying work of constant watchfulness 
and wise circumspection. But patience is 
as much required in the avoidance of false 
indulgence, as in tho banishment of unduo 
or injudicious severity. It is easier, for the 
moment, to yield to tho wishes and disposi¬ 
tions of children, than to oppose or regulato 
them. But notwithstanding this, “patience” 
should “ have her perfect work.” O ye teach¬ 
ers of tho young, “ ye havo need of pationco.” 
And not pationco only. In tho proper ex¬ 
orcises of discipline, discrimination and keen 
perception must bo united with it or even 
patience will fail. Perhaps no two children 
in any given number aro precisely alike in 
formation of mind, disposition, and general 
capacity. Ono will bo timid, another bold; 
ono sensitive, another obtuse; ono quick, 
another slow. In indifferent tilings, and at 
different times, tho same boy or girl may 
exhibit almost contradictory qualities, and 
yet there shall bo nothing in all this that 
ought to bo constructed into a fault, or that 
should call for oven a rebuke. Pationco 
here will be lost in a maze, to which dis¬ 
crimination alone can furnish tho clue.— 
And that not always, for wo havo tho word 
of Inspiration to assure us that “ tho heart is 
decoitful above all thingsbut in general, 
perhaps, tho heart of a child may bo pretty 
correctly read by those who do not, idly or 
contemptuously, neglect this study. 
At all ovents, it is better to bo credulous 
than incrodulous—better that a child should 
ton tiinos escape the just punishment of a 
fault through an excess of patience, than 
bo once unjustly punished through want of 
discrimination. Tho memory of tho injus¬ 
tice will rankle in tho soul, and produce 
worse fruits thoro, tenfold, in aftor years, 
than will spring from tho consciousness of 
having committed faults innumerable with 
impunity. 
Teachers or paronts never will or can 
deal wisoly with a child, unless they dispense 
with impulse, and scrutinize in every possi¬ 
blo way, what appears worthy of condem¬ 
nation ; and tho best way to follow out this 
scrutiny is mentally to change places with 
the offender—to bo a child again—to divest 
ono’s-self of all but a childish judgment and 
capacity — to throw back ono’s-self upon 
childish views and feelings — and to submit 
to be guided by childish reasonings, and 
then after all, if thero bo a doubt to give 
tho child tho benefit of that doubt. 
“ But, what a deal of troublo is all this ?” 
Very well,-, we aro not thinking about 
your troublo, but about tho child’s good.— 
Though as to trouble, tho host way of doing 
anything, is tho least troublesomo in the 
end. But by trouble you mean pains-tak¬ 
ing, time and attention, and regard to the 
ultimate object. Now, can anything in tho 
world, worth doing, bo well and properly 
accomplished without these ? Can a pud¬ 
ding be made, or a pig be fed, or a beard bo 
shaven without thoso ? 
Troublo ! Shamo upon thoso who, under 
tho selfish, but vain plea of saving them¬ 
selves trouble — present troublo — make it 
for others in after years 1 Let them do 
anything, bo anything rather than teachers 
of tho young. 
This is an inexhaustible subject—tho right 
training of children; wo may havo written 
about it before, and we may have occasion 
to revert to it again and again. Meanwhile, 
as illustrative of tho foregoing remarks, wo 
quote an instructive passage from tho work 
on “ Private Education.” 
“ How can you bo so stupid ?” said a gov¬ 
erness to her pupil; “why do you not do 
your sum properly ? It is very easy and 
you don’t try to do it well.” 
“My sum was right at first, and now I 
have done it over so many times, I really 
cannot understand it,” replied tho child. 
“ I shall mako you finish it,” said tho gov¬ 
erness “ and not allow you to have any re¬ 
creation till it is correct.” 
The child burst into tears, saying sho did 
not know how it was, but sho felt so stupid. 
She, however, sat down, and at onco began 
tho sum; but, this time, every figure was 
wrong. 
The governess grow very angry, and said, 
tho naughty girl should not only begin it 
again, but do two more as a punishment for 
such obstinacy. 
The child made another attempt, and was 
desired to do it aloud. 
*• Four farthings make a shilling,” said tho 
child. 
“ What!” exclaimed tho governess; “ four 
farthings mako a shilling ! How dare you 
be so stupid ? You do it on purpose. I 
shall certainly complain to your mamma.” 
“ Indeed, indeed,” sobbed tho child, “ I 
will try to do it properly; 1 see I am wrong, 
very wrong; I mean to say, twelve farthings 
make a penny.” 
Tho governess could bear it no longer; 
sho rose and was about to threaten some se¬ 
vere punishment, when the mother entered 
tho room, and seeing the child in tears, said, 
“ What is the matter with my little Em¬ 
ma ?—Soven o’clock and lessons not finish¬ 
ed 1 I am going to dinner, and you will not 
be ready for dessert.” 
“ I am not going down stairs this eve¬ 
ning,” replied tho weeping child ; “I cannot 
do my sum.” 
Tho governess, till thon silent, confirmed 
this — “I cannot.allow Miss Emma any re¬ 
creation,” she said; and drawing out her 
watch, added, “it is now seven o’clock; sho 
has been five hours with a slate in her hand, 
and has not yet done her sum. I am sorry 
to say sho is very obstinate, and persists in 
asserting that four farthings make a shilling, 
and that twelve farthings make a penny !” 
The child stared vacantly, and did not 
contradict her governess, but looked as if 
not conscious of tho mistake sho had mado. 
The mother, evidently suffering at seeing 
her child’s swollen eyes, and convinced of 
the mismanagement, merely said, 
“ I am sorry to find Emma has given cause 
for displeasure, and beg sho may bo sent to 
bed immediately; to-morrow, I trust she will 
endeavor to bo moro attentive.” 
Tho child obeyed, sobbing “Good night, 
mamma.” 
As soon as she was gono, Mrs. Y., an ex¬ 
cellent and judicious parent, pointed out, in 
gentlo language, tho error committed— 
“ You will probably think, Miss II., that a 
mother’s feelings misled me; but I must 
candidly say, I do not think Emma has been 
so much to blamo. You have shown ill- 
judged severity in keeping her so long at 
the same lesson. I give you credit for your 
good intentions, but believe mo, you aro 
mistakon. The attention, fixed for such a 
length of timo loses its power; and I am 
persuaded that Emma will do her sum right 
to-morrow morning, provided no threats aro 
made; and if her thoughts be occupied with 
the punishment sho has to dread, it is not 
probable sho can givo undivided attention 
to any study, much less to arithmetic, which 
admits of no error. 1 do not think Emma 
deserved to bo punished; she had no power 
of doing better. It is evident from her say¬ 
ing that” four farthings make a shilling, and 
twelvo farthings make a penny, that sho was 
much puzzled ; and I beg that another time, 
under similar circumstances, sho may bo 
made to leavo off' her lesson. When I sent 
her to bed, and appeared displeased, it was 
to uphold your authority; I should not have 
had tho courage to inflict any other punish¬ 
ment; but the child was so fatigued, I tho’fc 
it could do her no harm, and hopo sho is al¬ 
ready asleep, as I fear sho has been over¬ 
exerted.” 
Tho governess mado no roply; sho folt 
tho truth of tho observations, and was grate¬ 
ful for tho manner in which they had boon 
convoyod. 
The following morning tho little girl, re¬ 
freshed by sloep, and recovering tho use of 
her faculties, did her sum without a single 
mistako, and begged as a reward, that sho 
might bo allowod to go and show it to her 
mamma. 
//t' \\\ quost, somo threo hundred years ago, by 
If 0 \ m 1J 011110 ♦ the renowned Pizarro. Tho native inhab- 
G (Jo _ f* _ itants, who wore a race of half-civilized In- 
SOUTH AMERICAN SCENERY. " dil " S ' V ' 0r0 ' ubd “ 0d a " d * r0Bt “ d ”1* « r f‘ 
_ cruelty by their conquerors. We find—de- 
Our young readers, in the study of goog- scriptivo of Peruvian history and scenery— 
raphy and history, have met with accounts tho following in tho Youth’s Caskot, a Buf- 
of Peru in South Amorica, aud its con- falo juvenile periodical: 
SOUTH AMERICAN SCENERY. 
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There is in South America, in tho tropi¬ 
cal climate, much beautiful and sublime 
scenery. Tho flowers, tho plumage of the 
birds, the leaves of tho troes, possess a bril¬ 
liancy of coloring unknown up hero in our 
cold latitude, where wo havo frost and 
snow nearly one-half of the year. Look on 
tho picture. It presents a most lovely 
scene. Soo that little lako, nestled far up 
among the mountains, and covered with 
tho light canoes of the Indians, and its bor¬ 
ders overspread with trees and flowering 
shrubs which are in propotual bloom. Tho 
vino and olivo, the pomegranate, famed for 
its pleasant sweetness, the plantain, tho 
banana, the guava, oxtonsivo grovos of or¬ 
anges. lemons, limes, nectarines, grannndil- 
las, figs, pineapplos, chinermoyas, bosides 
poaches, and apricots and melons, are found 
in Peru in great abundanco. I wish I had 
timo to describe for you all this beautiful 
fruit—to tell how tho different kinds look, 
and how they tasto; but as I havo not, you 
must got somo book which will tell you all 
about them. It will tell you too of the boau- 
tiful birds, and flowers which grow in tho 
forests and in tho fields all over tho south¬ 
ern country. You will be much interest¬ 
ed in reading of all theso things; and bo¬ 
sides you will gain much valublo informa¬ 
tion by tho research. This lako, as I be¬ 
fore said, is away up in tho mountains, a 
great many hundred feet above the level of 
tho sea. Tho natives resort to it on their 
holidays, and have groat sport with thoir 
light canoes, which thoy paddlo through 
tho water with groat rapidity. But hero is 
another picturo. 
Thoro are beautiful trees, and high and 
ragged rocks, and through a chasm dashes 
and foams a mountain water-fall. It is, 1 
suppose, the outlet of tho little lake wo see 
in tho other picture. How graceful thoso 
tall trees, with their long, branchless trunks, 
and thoir broad loaves. Thoso shrubs, too, 
aro covered with flowors, only wo cannot 
see them, as the black ink which the prin¬ 
ter uses does not mako tho bright colors 
which a tropical sun produces. 
On one side of this mountain torrent, 
high up on the rocks, thoro is a man, who, 
by his dross, appears to bo a Spaniard.— 
lie has a sword by his sido, and a cloak 
such as tho Spanish cavaliers in old times 
usod to wear. Ho is pointing with his hand 
across tho chasm, upon tho other sido of 
which thero is an Indian, or native Peru¬ 
vian, leaning upon his spear. He seems to 
listen to what the Spaniard is saying. 
Tho Spaniard is ono of tho invaders 
straying from tho camp; ho lost his way 
among tho mountains, and wandered for 
several days, subsisting upon such wild 
fruit as came in his way. He at longth ar¬ 
rived at this unpassablo gulf, with the rap- 
For the Rural New-Yorlcer. 
AN EVENING BY A COUNTRY FIRESIDE. 
The toa-tablo having boon romoved, tho 
family draw around the bright and cheerful 
fireside ; tho father takes up a newspaper, 
the mother her sowing, tho older children 
havo their books,—some of them with diffi¬ 
cult problems in mathematics to solve— 
while the younger ones amuse themselves 
with their slates in trying to see who will 
draw tho prettiest and most correct pictures 
to show thoir mother. 
Now and then in their earncstnoss thoy 
got to talking pretty loud, and one says we 
must not make so much noiso whon others 
aro studying. By and by ono of them go¬ 
ing to father’s kneo says, didn’t father pro¬ 
mise to tell us about JosEm this evoning ? 
Father assents and lays down his paper, 
whon tho little ones gather round aiul lis¬ 
ten attentively whilo he tells them in sim¬ 
ple language who Joseph was, and how ho 
went to seek his bro'.hren, and when ho 
spoko of thoir selling him to the Ishmaol- 
itos, they exclaim, thoir little bosoms heav¬ 
ing with pity—0 ! how cruel! 
Soon the clock tells tho hour of tho chil¬ 
dren’s retiring, and they get a promise from 
thoir father to renew and finish the story 
tho next evening. Ono of tho sons then 
roads a chapter from tho sacred page, they 
all unite in singing an evoning hymn, and 
after giving thanks to God for his mercies 
and kindness through tho day, aud iinplor- 
id torrent whirling and foaming and tum¬ 
bling over the rocks far beneath. Ho was 
bewildered, and knew not which way to 
move. At length the Peruvian comes up 
on tho opposite bank, and ho is endeavor¬ 
ing by signs to mako himself understood.— 
But, as tho story goes, ho did not succeed, 
and was compelled to set out again, alone, 
in search of tho camp. Pondering upon 
tho matter, ho came to tho very sonsiblo 
conclusion that rivers run from tho moun¬ 
tains down towards tho sea, and lie there¬ 
fore concluded that his best course was 
to follow tho stream until ho camo to tho 
level country. After many days of weary 
wandering, during which ho was compelled 
to rely on his cross-bow for game, ho des¬ 
cried in the distance, what lie took to be a 
flag waving in tho breeze. As ho came 
nearer to it. ho was quite ovorjoyod to find 
that it was tho banner borne by his own 
company ; and it was not long boforo ho 
was in thoir midst — glad to bo with his 
countrymen, notwithstanding the beauty of 
tho scenery, and of tho birds and flowers in 
the country through which ho had wandor- 
od.— Youth's Casket. 
ing his protection during tho night, thoy bid 
all a good night and go to their couches with 
light hearts, littlo thinking of tho caro and 
anxiety which their paronts havo, in watch¬ 
ing ovor thoir youthful moments, and in 
striving to guide their feet in the good paths 
that shall bring them to peace, joy and hap- 
noss, both here and hereafter. e. ii. w. 
SNAKE KILLING BIRD. 
In Texas thoro is a peculiar bird, called 
tho “ pisano,” which is deemed of great val¬ 
ue by tho Mexicans and Indians on account 
of its hostility to tho serpent tribo. It is 
larger and taller than the chaehalacha, del¬ 
icately and beautifully formed, black and 
whito speckled in color, and can run as fast 
as a Hoot dog. Whenover one of them 
discovers a rattlesnake, or any other sorpent, 
no matter how largo, it commences a fierce 
cry, which summons to its aid all tho pi- 
sanos within hearing. They begin to run 
and lly about tho snake in a circle, crying 
and chattering all tho time till their victim 
becomes confused, whon, quick as the light¬ 
ning’s flash, ono of them, and immediately 
others, make a dash at the eyes of tho 
snako, and with their sharp, unerring beaks, 
he is blinded in a moinont. Ho then falls 
an easy prey to thoir united prowess.— 
Theso battles are of frequent occurrence, 
and aro described by spectators as interest¬ 
ing in tho extreme. 
No man is master of himself bo long as 
ho is a slavo to anything elso. 
It is tho basest of passions to liko what 
wo havo not, and slight what wo possoss. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GUARDIAN ANGELS, 
Mourning mother, bowed in anguish 
For thy dear one fled, 
For thy loved and only treasure 
Sleeping with the dead; 
Monrn not, for his angel spirit 
Ever near thce’ll stand, 
Will forever guide thy footsteps 
To the spirit land. 
Brother “ why that look of sadness 
Why that downcast eye,” 
Why mourn o’er thy sister's absence, 
Sho is now on high : 
And her gentle spirit’s near thee 
In the silent night, 
81ic is now thy guardian nngel 
Clothed in robes of light. 
Orphan, weeping o’er thy sorrows 
O’er thy mother’s bier, 
Change thy sorrow into gladness 
Dry each lonely tear; 
She it is that o’er thee watches, 
Guards o’er thee with love, 
And still points thy youthful footsteps 
To thy God above. Fannie. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
DEATH OF GEN. PIERCE’S SON. 
Many hearts will bo touched by tho sad 
intelligence, that tho President elect lias 
been bereaved of his only son. All have 
learned boforo this tho particulars of that 
distressing casualty, which brought sorrow 
to so many homes. Mrs. Pierce, it is said, 
was almost frantic with agony, as sho beheld 
tho body of hor child crushed boforo her 
eyes, and was only prevented from sharing 
his fate, in an attempt to effect his rescue, 
by tho kindly interposition of a fellow 
passenger. 
To our mind, thero is something in this 
allwiso providence, worthy of note and re¬ 
flection. It is true, that railroad accidents 
are of almost daily occurrence, that myriads 
of families aro suffering from similar losses, 
and that tho blight of disappointment and 
death is none the less severe when it falls 
on tho poor and humble, than when it. visits 
the rich and great. But this providence, 
from tho position of tho sufferers, will ar¬ 
rest tho attention.of tho nation. It may, 
therefore, teach an important lesson to mul¬ 
titudes who groatly need tho instruction it 
conveys. It may sqpve to remind us, of 
what wo should so often bo reminded, that 
there is no condition in human life exempt 
from its surroivs. 
Mr. and Mrs. Pierce will soon take up 
their abodo in the Presidential mansion, but 
they will enter it witli bruised and bleeding 
affections. Tho voico of public approval 
will not stir tho heart, as did that voice now 
liushod forever. No form of beauty or 
grandeur will excite and ravish tho soul, as 
did that loved form now hidden in tho silent 
grave. All the emoluments and honors of 
thoir olovated position will not banish from 
their aching breasts tho memory of their 
irreparable loss. Vain is human dignity 
and glory to ono upon whoso threshold tho 
shadow of death has fallen ? The voico of 
famo is unheeded, when tho sacred altar of 
tho heart is covered with tho smouldering 
ashes of consumed affections. And tho 
most brilliant and exalted pathway is dark¬ 
ened by fearful clouds to q#io from whoso 
bosom gory and ghastly do’ath has torn an 
object of lovo, of hope, and of fond expec¬ 
tation. 
Tho young aro apt to supposo, that hap¬ 
piness invariably attends upon wealth and 
distinction, and always dwells upon tho 
mountain peaks of greatness and glory— 
peaks illumined by tho glow of thoir own 
now-born ambition. But the truth is, her 
domain lies close around us, in homo and 
friends—in loving and being lovod. And 
when Death invades that narrow eirclo, and 
wrenches from our embrace the kindred and 
frionds wo lovo and cherish, thoro is loft us 
no consolation, but in that animating doc- 
trino of life and immortality, which is bro’t 
to light in the Gospel. “ There is no union 
hero of hearts that finds not hero an end;” 
but let tho mourning soul bo comforted ; 
“ There i» a world above, 
Where parting is Unknown; 
A whole eternity of love 
Formed for the good alone: 
And faith beholds the dying hero 
Translated to that happier sphere.” 
Rochester, Jon. 10, 1853. A. C. G. 
Blessings of Peace. —Wo may bo shorn 
of every possession that the world holds 
dear and valuable,— gold, health, friends, 
homo, and everything we strive to obtain 
and retain ; and yet, under theso losses and 
privations, it is possiblo to experience that 
internal satisfaction which is inseparable 
from a resigned and subdued, if not a happy 
mind. But when this montal quietude is 
wanting, one stern blow of destiny annihi¬ 
lates every thing without and within us, and 
no matter how tho world may bo to others, 
to us it is a choorless solitude, a desolate 
wildorness, an excruciating and torturing 
Gehenna. 
Longfellow, in his proso talo of “ Kava- 
nagh,” calls Sunday tho “goldon clasp which 
binds together tho volume of tho week.” 
