MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
JUNE 14. 
JUNE CAROL. 
June is here with balmy air, 
Wreaths of buds and blossoms fair, 
Smiling skies and sunny hours, 
Breezes soft and gentle show’rs, 
Flowrets gay of richest hue, 
Sparkling bright with morning dew, 
Nature decked in robe of green— 
Welcome, month of Flora’s queen. 
Balmy, bloomy June is here, 
Weary, dreary hearts to cheer— 
Drooping spirits light will bound 
At the joy inspiring sound — 
Songs of birds from leafy bough 
Greet the ear with pleasure now, 
Through the meadow and the grove 
Breathing hope and life and love, 
Brooklets murmur through the dale, 
Starry blossoms gem the vale— 
Roses grace the gay parterre, 
Perfumes sweet float on the air— 
Roses creep the lattice o’er, 
Roses shade the cottage door, 
Bursting from its calyx green 
June’s own treasure, Flora’s queen. 
Rochester, June, 1856. Azile. 
Written for the Rural New-Yorker. 
THE TWO MOTHERS. 
A young mother was fondly gazing upon the 
calm face of her infant son, as he lay sleeping 
in her arms. Very good and beautiful he 
seemed to her—lovely in his utter helplessness. 
But she thinks not now of that—it is the future 
of which she is dreaming. Hope spreads 
bright pictures before her, and she sees her son, 
that little helpless babe, passing from a boy¬ 
hood of docility and industry to a youth 
whereon rests no stain,—then onward to a man¬ 
hood of noble deeds, a manhood honorable and 
glorious, and the mother’s heart beats high, for 
in her son’s future happiness she sees her own. 
Hope thus bears her on. She sees herself, in 
her declining years, surrounded by loving 
hearts and hands—her noble son still honora¬ 
ble, prosperous, happy—ever dutiful, ever lov¬ 
ing to her his mother. 
But the young mother’s dreams are broken. 
One enters whose sad face and mourning robes 
offer strange contrast to that sunny chamber. 
The mother’s face is full of tender sympathy as 
she greets her friend. She knows what her 
great sorrow is. She knows that happy once in 
the language of a heart repelled, grieved, vexed, 
he often turns his eye upwards, saying, “I 
would not live here always. Ho; not for all 
the gold of the world’s mines—not for all the 
pearls of her seas—not for all the pleasures of 
her flashing, frothy cup—not for all the crowns 
of her kingdoms—would I live here alway.”— 
Like a bird ab.out to migrate to those sunny 
lands where no winter sheds her snows, or 
strips the grove, or binds the dancing streams, 
he will often in spirit be pluming his wing for 
the hour of his flight to glory.— Guthrie. 
LETTER TO MOTHERS 
ON THE EARLY CULTURE OF THEIR CHILDREN. 
BY MBS. L. H. SIGOURNEY. 
Mmtlhm GIRIjS — BOYS ‘ THERE’S something wanting. 
<2#* We can remember when there were girls and [ContinueltoliTpage 196.] 
— ... boys, but we believe the time has passed, at M r. Montgomery was ignorant of the cause of 
For the Rural New-Yorker. least in cities and large villages, when any- this outburst of grief, but no thought of chiding 
L IF E. thing so true to nature ean be found. Away, the weeping child entered his mind . Findi 
perhaps, among the green hills, in rural dis- aU his caresses availed nothing, he carried him 
A „i.or „ th. dr..?, tr ‘ c 't and *" .f™ 4 ? “ ho ' ,lbo ““ out in the fresh, cool air, and endeavored to coax 
A hermit in his lone abode, article, unspoiled by imported mannerisms, may from bim thfl cauge of Mg tears> p oor litfl 
Are types of true mortality. yet be discovered. But in large places they fluttering, trembling heart! how could those 
With joyous tread, yet thoughtful brow, are y 0UDg ladies and gentleman as soon as they almosfc baby lips teU of the grief and fear thafc 
And strength which fortitude can lend, cease to be babies. They come out of the nur- bad f or tbe brst time taken up their abode 
The pilgrim oft repeats his vow, sery miniature men and women. there ? How could he, infant as he was, define 
And hastens to his journey’s end. The girls are trained at home and at school, ai , • , , , . . 
8 . a . , the ciating of his heart for, not a mother only, 
The wanderer on life’s billowy main, to walk quietly and genteelly, to keep their far but a motber > s i Qve Millie never had to gaze 
By passion’s tempest fiercely driven, too fine clothes clean, to practice airs and graces j.._ • , >• ... , , , ,, _ 8 " 
Anon look. o'er the troubled plain, and not to laugh atad. The boys assume the he L Z f, n h{T , L 7 
And sighs for rest—a home in heaven. , i e 001 e * 01 Alls motherless boy : he saw it in 
b high shirt collar, learn to puff cigars, swear and , , 
Life is a iournev • let them strive , , . , J b eveiy glance—it entered his own soul, and 
i,ue is a journey, let them strive bandy slang phrases, and would wear mous- v., j f , f1 f , . , , .. 
Who would the end in triumph gain, , , . „ . * , , oeamecl foitli tiom his cluld-like countenance 
The seeker after truth shall thrive ac es, 1 e) cou i , as soon as \cy con le to bless his lonely father again ; he felt it in tbe 
When error’s cause is plead in vain. integuments of masculinity. 1 he pleasant and c l ose embrace in which he was often clasped 
Somerset, N. Y. B. innocent joys of childhood are entirely wanting n „ , , , ’ 
. .. . ,. J J __ . . , 8 and lead it again in the low, earnest voice that 
-- in their lives. They have no childhood; and, ,__ , . „ , 
ROMANTIC EPISODE. while they become prematurely old in manner, , j • ' ‘ d , P A® . my ILLI *- ^ o! 
_ . , / , i the loving spirit that he inherited from his 
[ Writing from -st Mary’s Lake, four miles north of 7^7 “ d ^ ^ “other, never hungered for love while his fa- 
flrAAk i f». Vi ” n nnrrnonpndont fnrnichoo tlm AT* WAS lli« nnlv TtQronf. flPfl nrl-. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
LIFE. 
A traveler on a dusty road, 
A sailor on the dreary sea, 
A hermit in his lone abode, 
Are types of true mortality. 
With joyous tread, yet thoughtful brow, 
And strength which fortitude can lend, 
The pilgrim oft repeats his vow, 
And hastens to his journey’s end. 
The wanderer on life’s billowy main, 
By passion’s tempest fiercely driven, 
Anon looks o’er the troubled plain. 
And sighs for rest—a home in heaven. 
Life is a journey ; let them strive 
Who would the end in triumph gain, 
The seeker after truth shall thrive 
When error’s cause is plead in vain. 
Somerset, N. Y. 
GIRLS AND BOYS. 
We can remember when there were girls and 
boys, but we believe tbe time has passed, at 
Who can compute the value of the first seven Life is a journey ; let them strive 
years of life ? Who can tell the strength of im- Who would the end in triumph gain, 
pressions made ere the mind is pre-occupied or The seeker after truth shall thrive 
1 , , When error s cause is plead in vain, 
perverted ? Especially, if m its waxen state it somerset N. Y. B 
is softened by the breath of a mother, will not __ 
the seal which she stamps there, resist the mu- ROMANTIC EPISODE 
tations of time when the light of this sun and - 
moon are quenched and extinct ? [ Writing from “St. Mary’s Lake, four miles north o 
We are counselled on this point by the hum- Greek, Mich.” a correspondent furnishes the follow 
blest analogies. The husbandman wakes early. 1Dg romantic but truthful narrative.] w lm ranse it almiilrl ho cnndomno/Lrfi iL'*' P ectea a “ new mama;' lie innocently supposed 
He scarcely waits for the breath of spring to Editor IluilAL : - Jt ™ dd be a pleasure to ^ ° cai *° S® ow tldch1 l all £7p ^ the l0Ve fkme WOuld burn as brightly in 
unbind the soil ere he marks out the furrow.- you to be in this delightful place. I am sitting " 1 v mror Vo, vTn 1 /tcr lieart But be could nofc for “ into words 
If he neglected to prepare the ground, he might b y a west window of a spacious and pleasant b ® P ‘ , , silly ciiilciren. the bitter disappointment that pierced his heart 
as well sow his seed by the way side or upon dwelling ; the beautiful lake spreads its bright ^ he read in the first ^ she fastened 
the rock. If he deferred the vernal toil till the waters befol ' e me ’ glistening in the light of the S ^ mature a I should have taSht UP ° n hi “ n ° thing but «»«^«- Willie hardly 
summer suns were high, what right would he mornln g sun and rl PPl ln g on the clean sandy c ature a ° e should bave taa ? bt knew what there was in that mild, and to him 
have to expect the harvest or the winter store ? beacb but a few rods distaat - Ali around its ^ B the bitteTfndts of'tlfe'ir want'of C ° ld glanCe ’ thafc caused bis heart to beat quick 
Is the builder of a lofty and magnificent edifice banks 1S tbe circ l in g torest, stately trees rising for tb bt d f 00 ij sb van jt y w hen perhans sharp P aia ’ Witb a cb H d ’ s quick in¬ 
careless of its foundations, and whether its from the green turf close above the wave-washed f b d d ‘ / ’ lbe ’children stin cUe felt there was something wanting in the 
columns are to rest upon a quicksand or a quag- P ebb l es at the farthest verge a mile distant. It vouth for the in ’ klSS Ske P ressed ll P 0 n his lips —something want- 
mire? And should the maternal guardian of is a hundred feet deep -fish abound in its trans- g . Ta ^ “ the voice that called him her son ; but 
‘. ..... ther was his only parent, and when Willie ex¬ 
tras is a pitiable state of things, and they_ 
hn it JLgh l a,, r^Z pected a newmama > be innocently supposed 
Editor Rural It would be a pleasure to wko cauSe ib T skoidd be condemned by the pop- that the loye flame would burn as bri j 
you to be in this delightful place. Iamsitting 11 ai Y01ce ‘ We know not which is most to be v, 0 „vf n„f —a e -- 
her heart. But he could not form into words 
prepare the ground, he might b ^ a west window of a spacious and pleasant W lied ’ the Sllly P arents or tbeir Slll y children. fche bit ter disappointment that pierced his heart 
:ed by the ^ay side or upon dwellia g ’ tbe beautiful ^ spreads its bright We thmk the parents however, because they when he read in the first look she fastened 
me roex. ri ne ueieneu me vemai ion tin me . ' ° °- ripnre whirh mntnro ictp shrmlrl hove timrlif 
summer suns n-erc high, what right would lie ““ n “ b S 8 ““ f “ ^d 8 P dift-mt AU amuml” its thora ! he»ause they, hy.and-by.almostfn- 
K^^rie^T^ evitably reap the bitter fruits of their want of 
Jaretoss ofl^ Sher “to from the greon turf close above the wave-washed f»ethough and foolish vaurty, when, perhaps, 
o™ 1 to reZl a'nuiehsaud or .J P*bM» -». farthest verge a mile distant. It ^e fvi is beyoud remedy But the children. 
columns are to rest upon a quicksand or a quag- LUU ia ‘ ver ^ e a nine aistani. it 
mire? And should the maternal guardian of w a hundred feet deep-fish abound in its trans¬ 
while they sigh in their Blaza youth for the in¬ 
mire r iina snouia me maternal guardian oi r - nocent and unt.rarrimplpd harminoea that aLmilrl a -- — — ’ uuu 
an immortal being be less anxious, less skillful, lucent water. The country around is new—two been their* if anvsLk nf'wnninp out in the pleasant sunshine, where the breezes 
less scrupulous than the husbandman or the Y ears since was almost untouched, but now an d feeline be left beneath tlir cover c ooledhisachinghead,hefedhislittlehunger- 
artificer in brick and stone? Shall the imper- some hundreds of acres are being cultivated, and thought and feeling be left beneath tbe covei- in , solll linnn fctw . 
ing soul upon his father’s words of love and 
ishable gem of the soul be less regarded than 
the “ wood, hay and stubble,” that moulder or 
consume around it ? 
Mothers, take into your own hands the early 
instruction of your children. Commence with 
this tasteful home has sprung up as by magic lug of affectation and folly, may strive to re- condo ] ence untd tbe fcearg ceased to doyr 
within a twelve-month. 
It was built for a wealthy Philadelphian of 
deem tbe lost time, and become more worthy , -, , , . . . , .. 
, ,, . , /he smiled his own bright smile, 
oi the names of men and women. Yet this . 
Li was Duut lor a weaitny l miaaeipman oi ^ be ^ case While her husband was absent with his boy, 
French parentage, named Poxsett. His father J J _ c se Mrs . Montgomery learned from the servants 
varied annals of history, from your own obser- q uerd 
TV 7 : Ti ■' f of boys than girls. Boys and young men, in Mrs ’ ^rned from the servants 
_„_ _ held a high office m St. Domingo, at the time of their ^ wit h men and thinls amidst that Willie’s age was five years; she had not 
simple stories from the scriptures, from the ie emb e massacre by the negroes, conse- tbe burry i ng ]jf e 0 f tbig « mode l Republic ” are thought him so old, for he was very small. His 
.—. *. ..— ? aea t ®n the efforts of the whites to reduce them ^ ^ ^ scarcely looked as if it had 
vation of mankind. 
again to the slavery from which they had years 
; 7 “ ‘ , o . mn , • before freed themselves. A faithful slave put ^ “““ 111 S0 ‘ 
Let each illustrate some inoial oi leligious . . . , , , , ciety for what they are worth, and if they have 
truth, adapted to convey instruction, reproof or b ™-tben an infant-in a basket of vegetables, .Lg.. i 
apt to have the “conceit knocked out of them” llluc n & ure & caiceiy looxea as ii it had 
and to find their level. They will pass in so- kad * ke S rowtb three summers. His eyes 
ciety for what they are worth, and if they have WC1C ^ ai S e ’ and a S0ld almost matured seem to 
pride or worthy ambition will strive to increase 1°°^ b ' om out them in mournful sadness. But 
theii* own value tlie hasty glance witli which. Mrs. Montgomery 
»LLt; HICCLS IlCI H 1 CRU. VO LLU JlctL JJLtU ^ ^ * 
great sorrow is. She knows that happy once in sim ^ But who cau d ° th * s 80 P atieatl y as 
two bright boys, she mourns them now without a mother, who feels that ici istening pupi is 
truth, adapted to convey instruction, reprooi or . , , . f , ... pride or worthy ambition will strive to increase AUOivircm out inem in mourniui saaness. iiut 
encouragement, according to your knowledge of painted the faces o his mot ei and aunt, dis- ^ be j r ow . n va ] ue _ the hasty glance with which Mrs. Montgomery 
the disposition of your beloved students, care ^ ulsed tbem asn eg ro women, mounted them on But> girlg brought up> as too many ai . 6j alm08t regarded her little son, revealed not this—show- 
and study may be requisite to select, adapt and donkeys, and they thus leached the coast and b . Qm Bie crad ] 6) to believe tbe sole aim of life ud n0 ^ bel tba ^ be was f° rm ed to love—that 
simplify. But who cau do this so patiently as em ar ^ on a vesse 30Rn 1 a( e P na to be to look prettily, to dress prettily, and ac- ifc was a necessar y element of his being, and 
a mother, who feels that her listening pupil is valuables carnei >y is mother about her and gbow 0 ff accomplishments, treated tbat without it he would droop and die. She 
a part of herself ? person giving means of tempo!ary support. A ^ ^ deference and gallant the sex meetg understood not the sensitive, yearning spirit of 
Cultivate in your children tenderness of co mel f 1,ed ^ lth P late ’ jewels an ; , eiywliere in America, have little idea of the the child she now called her owu > or perhaps 
science, a conviction that their conduct must - ® loitune hume ^ aboard aaothei v f,d cares, duties and responsibilities of life.- she ml S ht dlfferent ly bave for “ed her plans for 
regulated by study, and not by impulse. Read ! beloa g ID g to Stephen (Siraed, and reached the - at, _future management —for Jenny did not 
to them books of instruction, selected with dis¬ 
crimination, or make use of them as tests for 
one ray of hope. a P ari 01 uersen ! , • , arre i fi] 
The young mother presents her sleeping Cultivate in your children tenderness of co • ^ 
treasure to her friend. Sadly she gazes on him, science > a conviction that their conduct must ^ 
and whispers to herself-" My sons were inno- regulated by study, and not by impulse. Read g . 
cent and lovely once like this. But I have to them books of instruction, selected with dis- . j 
lived to see their boyish hands raised in their crimination, or make use of them as tests for P 
wilfulness against their mother. I lived to see J our own commentary. n your tcac mgs < 
them waste their noble gifts of property, mind reli g ion avoid al1 P° iutS ° f S6Ctarlaa dlfferen<:( placed ia 
and person. I lived to see them honored not, aud fouud the “ oraBt ^ 7 0u meuieate on the | TW 
but shunned. I have lived, though they have scriptures of truth. Give one hour every morn- tunjcd k) 
died violent and ignoble deaths, and I still live, to the iastructlon of 7° ur duldren-one un- | 
I know not why.” divided hour to them, alone. Ere they retire, j ^ ; 
The young mother still gazed upon her son. 
.... ., , , e . Vheu experience forces its lessons upon them, - — 
s«me dty, but as they had no proof of owner- j ^ ^ instances / sufficient mean to be unkind to her husband’s child. She 
ship he kept all-this and other similar cases ; h bod Qr f j d t receiveor fit meant rigidly to perform her duty to the moth- 
lavincr n fnnnriatimt for his vast. Trpnll h Thov ° J xr i i —tt* _ /• l . i. _ _• a i y a 
management — for Jenny did not 
enjoy it among his friends and bene- i children traincd after their owu mismanaged a i rtadyshfwJ'thinkEe 0 ^ 1 !™-^}?^ 
•Yn'airent nurchased a thousand acres ! example, or left to utter neglect, while frail and ‘ ‘ _ y ‘., ‘ , , g N® ^ ai "^/hanks 
7 T: I ::./.. “ -,r factors. An agent purchased a thousand acres example, or leu io uuer negieci, wane irauaua 
divided hour to them alone. Eie they retire, of w around tbis lake and erected for him incompetent tbe ? soou Sluk to unregretted 
secure, if possible, another portion of equal r , . . . craves 
, „ / i.ii j , ,, , this tasteiul mansion as a summer home m the 6 
■- j -O----o--.j.,.*- . i.ii i i ,i i ; Lino miLciui uiauoiuu an a duujlajcj liurnc ill LI 
But dark clouds seemed to hover over those been lenraed through- | woods _ What roffiance in hig life . g rcallties , 
with which her husband would reward her._ 
That night as she led Willie with stately step 
bright pictures Hope had painted. She pressed out the day Recall jts deeds its faults, its ^ ^ ng tired of a new countrv, the cares, deep sorrows and holy joys. How wrong 
, , , . , . . cnvrnwfi 1 fc hlp.ssiiio’a to dfifinfili T.hft PTP.n. , P.SSiOTls b & J 9 _ t. _1— .‘a. „ _I _• , 
Life is real-actual-filled with burdensome 10 his nice ’ C08 ^ room ’ he woad c r cd if he should 
him closer to her breast and said —“ I’d rather 
see thee in thy grave, my innocent and lovely 
one, than live to mourn thee so.” 
mi i i t „ T i ere the eyes close in slumber/ Let the simp 
The bereaved one spoke again:—“ I have . / . r 
sorrows, its blessings to deepen the great lessons then to make it a round of artful seemins-s ! I he thought sent large crystal drops from his 
of God’s goodness, or to soldi,c the little hear, FTfX— ‘“,”“0 to force “non The p“e mtad If «V«- fell open the hand that held hi, 
into sweet” peace w.th Hi„, and all the world ScSesl to with a gentle clasp, bntthe mother in her spirit 
never more be carried there in his father’s arms. 
The thought sent large crystal drops from his 
eyes. They fell upon the hand that held his 
farming and brick-making. 
saddened thy heart, gentle one. Train up thy 
son not for this world alone. Tell him of fu- 
music of some evening hymn, and words o , _ ; Wren be children while they may, yet so i,u ^ iU S emotion sweiiea ner neart as she 
contrition and gratitude, close the daily inter- U THE COUNTRY ' ' instruct and train them that when borne be- saw the workings of tbat little > patient face, 
course with your endeared pupils, and see if _ * yond the peaceful haven of home, they may tbat was strivin S not to cry—and when at last 
this system does not render them doubly dear. Oh, the pure joy, the unalloyed happiness, gaze with eye unfearing over the broad sea of tke bira P s g re ' v large in Willies throat, the 
The mother who is thus assiduous in the work the home-like, peaceful pleasure ofacommun- life, not dreading its storms, and prepared to b ^l e chin quiveied with much sorrow, and he 
of early education, will find in poetiy an assist- j on w jt b n a ture on a bright summer morning in eil joy its calmer moods.— Woman's Advocate. buis t into the heavy sobs that had leceived his 
irive it of its buoyancy and grace ! Let of reformation ’ did nofc choose to notice 
ture happiness and glory-not of this wicked course with y our eadeared P u P ila ’ aad s f e if 
world, but of that other where disappointment tbis s y stem d ° eS not r f nder , tbem d ° ub ^ deaR 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE COUNTRY. 
Ho pitying emotion swelled her heart as she 
saw the workings of that little, patient face, 
that was striving not to cry—and when at last 
burst into tbe heavy sobs that had received his 
mother’s silent disapprobation in the afternoon, 
she took him firmly by the arm, and, looking 
steadily in his tear-streaming face, bade him in 
comethnot. In early youth teach him to think tbe home-like, peaceful pleasure ot a commun- me, not dreading its storms, and prepared to ' . * ? J. 
not lightly of a mother’s word a mother’s wish ear ^ education, will find in poetry an assist- ion witb mature on a bright summer morning in enjoy its calmer moods.— Woman's Advocate. U18t mto tbe beav y sobs tba t Pad received hLs 
Make thou his home a home indeed,'where ant uot to be despis f d ’ It8 melod y is . like a the country. As the “ great orb of light ” rolls ^ T ^ grTl mother s silent disapprobation in the afternoon, 
sympathy, instruction, love and simple pleasure ba rp to the infant ear, like a trumpet stirring up upward through the eastern sky, you wander MOMENTS LOST. she took him firmly by the arm, and, looking 
shall draw him ever to his mother’s side. And the new born intellect. It breaks the dream o’er the green-carpeted hills,-sparkling in the Evert other prop ^77 ben ] ost mav be re f i faC6 ’. 1badebi “i“ 
watch thou well the comrades he will choose- with which existence began, as the clear chirp- morning sunligbt wit h a thousand dew-dia- p i ace d when it fs injured can be^renatoed But ?L —^ T i i H T ^ ^‘t i 
forget thou not the inspired words of Paul,- ing bird wakes morning sleeper. It seems monds> towards tbe forest> which stands like P ; & J ‘ re J v , T ZTrZment of g « T t u 7 °r 7’ a 
* Evil communications corrupt good manners,’ to be lbe natural d 7 ecfc tboSe P °7f 8 wblcb an army marshaled by some mighty oak or lost tiffie , He alon f is the who never TfTwi Z 7 t 7 v S th and 
and pray thou constantly to Gon for him. Pray are earliest develo P ed * Feel \ ng and feac ^ P 7 towering pine, which for centuries has withstood haltfe “ever ui ns Lck no to a s In soften * * S 7 ^ “ if he 
as thy Savior prayed for his disciples-’ I pray ^ shoots ere they are expected the « warring of the elements.” Once within flfl^or prayers make him relen little recks Z T 7 cries 7° uld rJse agai “ A ter 
not that thou .ifould’st take them from the and poetry bends a spray for heir feehlea its boide.s, hoa-calm, ho. pcacelol the scene, he of the^rLt penitence, o the’ W, A7J? t°JT! .-a. “ 
with which existence began, as the clear chirp- morn i n <r sunlight with a thousand dew-dia- , ivRRT otbe . r Property wiien lost may be re- a firm, cold voice to cease bis crying. Some- 
ing bird wakes the morning sleeper. It seems mon ds towards the forest which stands like Pj aced > wlien xt iS lu J ured can be repaired ’ But thing in the tone told him he must obey, and 
to be the natural dialect of those powers which marshaled by some mighty oak or 7 e ' C1 “ aa or auge recover one moment of he swallowed the sobs just bursting forth and 
are earliest developed. Feeling id fancy put “ Z iTS foLZLT^fjd ®^ P~- together the little lips, as if he 
as thy Savior prayed for his disciples—‘ I pray 
not that thou should’st take them from the 
seated herself by liis $ide, and, in a calm, un- 
God and bis—and to the guidance of his Holy 
Church. Then, at the last great day, Oh [ 
may’st thou say, in deep humility and thank¬ 
fulness— ‘ Of them thou gavest me not one is 
lost.’ ” 
_ ___ _ „„ „„„„ ....... F- j A ^ 1LB UU1UUI8, miw uailll, UUIV IJCcIGCJUI me scene. llA. nf flip fl-linef- npnitoppo n,- lira mnot lu.nni . , 
world, tut that thou wonld’st keep them frem te “ dl : ils - or Mars a P ro P *>r their boldest No sound greets the ear, save the murmuring of brok<!11 sobs „ t 8 ^.“ w L vainlyTouW wT ^ ^ '“ s 
the evil.’ Trust him in the hands of Gon-thy t the breeze in the tree tops, or the joyous carol , et abmlt t0 reca|1 y cs terday as big yonder n^T fd 7“’ , n ,”7 ^ 
- Other teachers may tori, perhaps in vara, to o( tbe wiMw#od s0Dgster , that frora yondol . 4 “ ” jl "7 7 X 0^ Wcmddhj ever eonWled y love, real 
purify the streams that have grown turbid, or to poms forth a stream of gushing fT”' "'T wf’ *?“*»‘° *»•**>«> "> ke kad been, give to this compare- 
, ai i i t a i i a mi swinging bough pours iortn a stiearn oi gushing back a single wave. When the reckless hand ti V pl v ooid lint wp 11 mpanin<r moth b ; a orwafi 
turn them back from perverted channels. The melody in praise to that Gon who careth for it. of Dassion bas torn out half the leaves of tbp 7 7 C(dd but Y ell-meaniug mothei lisconfi- 
dominion oftho mother is over the fountain ero Ho / 4t ted is this place for calm and pure UfedSd tXhtTte own ^^aTd we ieMt 77 ™ " ot ,. a S1,lr :‘ to rebel - b ” t 7 
it has contracted a stain. Let her not believe t... 1 ,,„ in ,i i„ „™n in „ 7,.T d , “ “ 1 ‘. l ” . ’ . ” shr “ k - ' vlth » »"'/ ei P enM “ d >’7 
dominion of the mother is over the fountain ere How fitted is this place for calm and pure 
it has contracted a stain. Let her not believe reflection . H ow busy is the mind in recalling 
that the impiessions which she may make in j oved memories, or in forming noble resolves, 
reflection. How busy is the mind m recalling with trembling fingers the lew that remain, those who are endowed by nature with fine, 
Inirnrl nmrriDrinQ in Tamiln cr iiaMu vacaIY rna i . 1 .1 . 1 J ^ 
She paused, and then added-” Let my woe im P~ 8 f 7““.“ loved memories, or in forming noble resolves. t hen indeed how solemn the thought that no nice feeltog ^Thorn fl* he .ZJ 
be a warning to thee. Think what must I say tbe first I ea1 ' of lde Wl1 be sllgbt or readl1 ^ Ah ! my friend, that stray sunbeam, stealing power on earth none in Heaven can replace a flings ftom the revelation he was about 
when that last day comes-< Of those thou effaced by the current of opposing events. A th h * between the bright green leaves, s^le lost moment God mly heap up P y^ars « - aKe : aad wblle nerve in his little 
gavest me to keep for thee, I can return not one ; P rudenfc aud P 10us woman 13 a greater character caugbt a tear upon thy cheek. Full well I as he appears to have done in the earliest*peri- 7^ q id ' eied “ sympathy with his tortured 
? a 1 i • tat • • - than anv hero or uhilosonher of either ancient , fo , , „ j .. ,/ , , , as ne appeals to nave uone in tne earnest pen heart, he said that he “wanted papa to come, to 
but day and night I weep in penitence for my tban any b ® ro or P 7 /7 , , know wbat called lfc tbere - Tbou bast wand ‘ ods of the race, may prolong indefinitely the hear bis evenin<r Draver ,. nd JJ h - _ _ ’ 
neglect. In tby great mercy, eh. cast me not or modern times. The first impress,one which cred tar back in the past, to the time when so j oura of any single soul in any one of his g„„ d ‘71^ Th^ L 
nwav ’ ” children receive in the nursery, under the moth- Ai,„ n ” nnri J ~ good-mgnt kiss. liien, in mud, measured 
everything to thee was “ home ’ and “mother.’ many mansions, but only by obliterating mem 
tt t _a u t,.... -„:at, r, t—AA-V- n .... . . . 
THE BLESSED HOME. 
Weep not for her. She is with “ better spiritSj” 
in a “ fairer clime.” 
A smile ! How thou art looking far down 
ory could he destroy the consciousness of any 
polluted day.— Selected. 
HUMAN ELEVATION. 
good-night kiss.” Then, in mild, measured 
tones, his mother told him that he was now 
“ five years old — too old to be a boy; he must 
learn to be a man”—that hereafter he must him¬ 
self, all alone, seek his room as the clock struck 
away’” children receive in the nursery, under the moth- p Wrvt i,i n „ a 0 f bpe « bom e ” and “mother ” J good-night kiss. then, in mild, measured 
Waterloo, N. Y., April, 18 56. er’s immediate care, are seldom obliterated.- Weep notfo^r Ihe is wfth “ bettor Tpirite ” ZTa I °ri 7 7 ^ bis motber told bim tbat be ^ “<>w 
— _ Sooner or later tbeir influence conduces to form ^ a ?‘Mrer cUme.’’ ory cou d he des roy the consciousness of any „ five years old _ too old to be a boy; he must 
THE BLESSED HOME. the future life. Though the child trained up as A smile ! How thou art looking far down 10 UC __7 7 • *■ _ learn to be a man”—that hereafter he must him- 
--— he should go, may for a season depart from it, into tbe f uture , with .high hopes and lofty an- human elevation. sd f> al1 alone > se ek his room as the clock struck 
Home! To be home is the wish of the sea- there is always reason to hope that he will be ticipations, or, perhaps, forming a resolution to T „ „. T . seven—that he must no longer give vent to those 
man on stormy seas and lonely watch. Home found in it when he is old. The principles in- bve ^ be remainder of thy life in such a manner ^ enow, sajs C lanning, but one elevation fits oi crying that he had indulged in he was 
is the wish of the soldier, and tender visions stilled into the mind in infancy may seem dor- tbat tbou mayest mee t that sainted mother in ° f a buman being ’ aud tbat is tbe elevatiou of to ° lar 9 e a bo 9 to cr V >' ancb lastl 7» be mu3t re¬ 
mingle with the troubled dreams of trench and m ant for a while, but the care with which the Heaven Smiles upon tears ! They are like the S ° uL Witbout tbis b mafcters not wbere a member all she said to him, for she meant to 
tented field. Where the palm tree waves its mother planted and watered will ensure the sunsbine upon rain-drops painting in glorious maU Stauds ’ or wbat be P 08se8ses J and witb make bim g0<Kb and sbould ex P ect bis implicit 
graceful plumes, and birds of jewelled lustre unfolding of the germ of those noble traits and colors that sign of promise which ever gives be towers-he is one of God’s nobility, no mat- obedience. When she left him with a kind 
flash and flicker among gorgeous flowers, the principles which distinguish great and true ioy to the heart What else save these old ter wbat P lace be bolds m tbe social scale.— “goodnight,” Willie buried Ins little face in 
exile sits staring upon vacancy ; a far-away men everywhere. Time and trouble unfold or fo J cst tre es could ever have called forth such Tbere a, ' e not diffurenl kinds of dignit Y for tbe P illow ’ wbile Iow ’ mournful sobs tilled his 
home lies on his heart; and borne on the wings recall these principles to mind, and the child so fcc i in( r S fl ora thy heart thou who art so cold dlffereDt orders of men ’ bufc one aud tbe same roora - He dld not forget bls P ra ^ er ’ for be was 
of fancy over intervening seas and lands, he has instructed has something to recur to. and calculating among thy fellow men ? Let to alL Tbe onl -Y elevation of the human being very conscientious in the dark, and then he 
swept away home, and hears the lark singing — Mm wbo w ‘ ou ld hold converse with Hature and in tbe eXe , rcise ' f° Wtb and ener ^ of we P t bimSelf to sleCp ’ 
’ . % ■ 1 t a- a - seven—that he must no longer give vent to those 
lcipa ions, or, pei nips, oimmg a ie»o u ion o « j KXOy r ” sa y S Channing, “ hut one elevation fits of crying that he had indulged in—he was 
live the remainder of thy life in such a manner e . , • , I • at i . , r , , , “ . 
, „ , . .. . . a j ai • of a human being, and that is the elevation of too larqe a boy to cry; and, lastly, he must re- 
thatthou mayest meet that sainted mother in , . • .. ,, , , .. f J , 
TT „ .. a i rm vi the soul. \\ ithout this it matters not where a member all she said to him, for she meant to 
Heaven. Smiles upon tears I Ihey are like , , ... ... , , . ,, , , - . .. 
, . . ...... man stands, or what he possesses ; and with it, make him good, and should expect his implicit 
sunshine upon rain-drops, painting in glorious he towers _ be ig one of God>s nobilit no mat . obe dience. When she left him with a kind 
co ois a sign o proniik,e w ie e^ei gives ter wba t p] a ce he holds in the social scale.— “goodnight,” Willie buried his little face in 
lwiflrf. whflt, plfip &S1.VP. TiPfiA nlrl 1 & 7 
nome lies on Ins lieart; and borne on the wings recall these principles to mind, and tl 
of fancy over intervening seas and lands, he has instructed has something to recur to 
swept away home, and hears the lark singing - *■ - 
above his father’s fields, and sees his fair-haired Childhood.— Childhood is like 
boy brother, with light foot and childhood’s catching and reflecting images from all around' 
glee, chasing the butterfly by his native stream, it. Remember that an impious or profane 
Childhood.- Childhood is like a mirror, I ith GoD> go f orth into the deep re- P' i»mj)les and poixers of his sonl.- 
J 1 ■ j — at.-a, *- o " ■ „ , , , . ... A bird may be shot upwards to the skies by a 
cesses of the “dark green wood, and he will , . . J , , ., A . 
, , jit i foreign force, but it rises in the true sense of the 
surely return with higher and holier resolves f . . , . . . 
- TXjnrAl nri hr whan ir crirdnna ire mvn winira nnrl 
[To be concluded next week.] 
Remember that an impious or profane sure l y return with higher aud holier resolves foreign force > but ifc rises in tbe true seuse of the Kind Words are the brightest flowers of 
And in his best hours, home, his own sinless thought, uttered by a parent’s lips, may operate and as h- a tions & j t r word only when it spreads its own wings, and earth’s existence; they make a very paradise 
home, a home with his Father above that starry on the young heart like a careless spray of ^Fredonia N. Y. 1856. ' soars by its own living power. So a man may of the humblest home tbe world can show. Use 
sky, will be the wish of every Christian man. water thrown upon polished steel, staining it-■ * - be thrust upwards in a conspicuous place by them, especially round the fireside circle. They 
He looks around him—the world is full of suf- with rust which no after scouring can efface. Prosperity is the only test that a vulgar man outward accidents, but be rises only so far as he are jewels beyond price, and more precious to 
fering; he is distressed by its sorrows and vexed - ■+—+ - can’t pass through. If a man has anything exerts himself aud expands his best faculties, heal the wounded heart and make the weighed- 
with its sins. He looks within him—he finds Wisdom is the handmaid of virtue—the ere- mean in his disposition, a little good luck is and he ascends up, by a free effort, to a uoble down spirit glad, than all other blessings the 
much in his own corruptions to grieve for. In 1 ator and soul of happiness. 
sure to bring it out. 
region of thought and action.” 
earth can give. 
