siii 
than that they be denied this inexhaustible source 
of enjoyment. 
But not alone from the human voice, and from 
the works of art, should the child become conscious 
of the power of music ! Teach him that 
“There’s music in the sighing of a reed, 
There's music in tiie gushing of a rill, 
There’s music in all things, if man had ears.” 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
A WISH. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
“FURROYVS RUNNING THE WRONG WAY.” 
BY JENNY MARSH PARKER. 
Long night, hasten by with your wild beating rain— 
I weary of watching in darkness and puin; 
My bosom is cold and my heart is in twain — 
I have prayed God for slumber and prayed but in vain. 
Uncle Jasper and I were riding out one day, 
when we came to a field of pale yellow corn ; some 
hills had two or three stalks, and some only one 
TIRED TO DEATH.” 
Let his heart go out with the singing of the The cup that I drained I have dashed to the ground, 
birds, and in its joyousness, become as wild and And broken the weapon which dealt me this wound; 
My lady is “ tired to death !” 
She has studied the print of the gay velvet rug, 
And given her dear darling poodle a hug, 
And from her bay-window has noticed the fall 
Of a ripe nectarine from the low sunny wall; 
She’s embroidered an inch on some delicate lace, 
And has viewed in tho mirror her elegant face, 
Has looked at an album, a rich bijouterie, 
Then restlessly owned herself dead with ennui! 
free as they! Let him listen to the murmur of I have cast off the roses that died on my brow, 
the brooklet, the soughing of the wind : mong the ^ nd tlie dust t,ieir beauty drifts back to me now. 
while a considerable number were without any. 
The owner was trying to dig up the tough sods 
that had taken a strong hold in the soil, and being 
near the fence—or, rather, an apology for one— 
uncle spoke to him—as is his custom whenever he 
meets with a neighbor. After the health compli- 
Wrltten for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
“GONE BEFORE.” 
pines, the pattei of the rain upon the root, the Stop, heart, stop thy throbbing—pale lips, hush your ments, he remarked, “Your corn does not come 
“voices of the night,” and the deep voice of “old ™ a- —l-x x>- 
ocean,” and fill to its full measure his soul with Go, wild fiend of Passion, and couch in thy lair, 
the softness, the sadness, and the solemnity of the And P re y on h ' 8 footsteps, and spring fierce and sure, 
on very well, Mr. Sayres —what is the matter with 
it ?” 
BY IDA FAIRFIELD. 
varied breathings, till he learns to love intensely " A,ldtorIure h ' s hf® t0 tho death I endure, 
the love-sontrs of Nature, and t.rnstinolv to listen Rochester, N. Y., 1869. 
Has looked at an album, a rich bijouterie, the love-songs of Nature, and trustingly to listen 
Then restlessly owned herself dead with ennui! to her melodious teachings, and appropriate them 
And my lady is “ tired to death!” to his own spiritual sustenance. 
Exhausted! It’s strange that as day after day Akin to the power of music is that of pictures. 
Of her frivolous life passes slowly away, How much may a child be taught by them! What 
So aimless and “ stylish,” so empty and fine, can you give to a child of two or three years, that 
So free from those duties sometimes called divine- will afford a better and more lasting entertainment 
That she wearies of something; she hardly knows what, than a book full 0 f distinct and beautiful pictures’ 
Thinks of not what, sha is hut nil uhp> is not! . . . 1 
Thinks of not what she is, but of all she is not! 
Oh, no! all emotions are vulgar you know, 
And my lady’s have always been quite comme il faut. 
Still, my lady is “ tired to death !” 
Oh, woman, false woman, false mother, false wife, 
What account can you give of your poor wasted life, 
Of that life that has passed like a feverish dream, 
The life that has been not to be, but to seem f 
What account will you give in the awful, last day, 
When the pomp and the show of the world pass away, 
When the Master demands of the talents He’s given, 
A stewardship rendered on Earth and in Heaven ? 
! How interested will he become to point out various 
peculiarities, as the hump on the back of the camel, 
the trunk of the elephant, Ac. Give him a pencil 
and paper, and let him try to make pictures. IIow 
delighted will he be with his robin birdie, his eagle LETTERS FROM OUR FARM.—No. 6. 
birdie, his cage, and other pictures, none of which, _ 
nci prey on his footsteps, and spring fierce and sure, “ Why, you see, last year was a pretty dry sea- 
nd torture his life to the death I endure. son, and this field was too dry—it all baked down— 
ochester, N. Y., 1859. thenl cut the furrows down the hill so that the 
—— liri " water all ran off; this year I run them across the 
9 gl q ig slope, and as much wet weather as wc have, there 
IaIIMM©!? 1 /jjII f) is ' vater standing here nearly all the time—the fur- 
^ We passed 0D ’ silent *y for awhile, until I began 
to wonder if uncle would not make some of°he 
^ (g-S* quaint remarks which I love to hear so well, but 
still he remained silent. My thoughts had irono 
into auotber channel when be repeated—“ The fur- 
- rows run the wrong way !” There are no thoughts 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. of mine that I like half so well as his, so I turned 
ETTERS FROM OUR FARM.-No. 6. t0 him with a silent, but smiling inquiry, and he j 
- remarked:—“ I fear a great many of Mr. Sayres’ 
Have you seen the new Monthly for May ? Not furrows run the wrong way—nor are his the only 
Gone in the pride of his beauty, 
In the opening bloom of his youth, 
When his arm was strong for duty, 
And his soul was pure with truth; 
Oh, God! how heavily falls the hand, 
Smiting again our desolate band! 
“ Tired to death!” 
Cast off for a moment your diamonds and lace, 
And shine in the light of true womanly grace ; 
Look around you and see with eyes raised to the light, 
Strong men and true women who live for the right; 
Brave hearts that ne’er falter, though distant the goal; 
Great lives whose fierce struggles will never be told, 
Whose wild straying hearts stern duties control, 
Whose only true life is the life of the soul 1 
[Providence (P. I.) Journal. 
perhaps, any one but himself would be able to Have you seen the new Monthly for May ? Not Pumnvs run the wrong way—nor are his the only 
name! Quite a general idea of natural objects the Atlantic or Pacific, but Nature’s grand issue ones -” After a few moments’ thought, he con- 
might be given to a young child by means of pic- the World's Pictorial. It lies open before me as I tinued: 
tures, and familiar oral illustrations, and gained write, a ponderous volume, bound in green and “? ou see a trying to become respecta- 
in a manner not at all irksome or injurious to azure and clasped with golden sunbeams. Thou- ble b -f imitating the style of the more wealthy, 
health. Far better this method of imparting in- sands and thousands of fingers have turned the deli- J ou may be sure t7ie furrows are running the wrong 
struction to the infant, than that of confining its cate pages—thousands and thousands of eyes have wa V- 
attention to the printed page while as yet there is wandeied delightedly over the glowing pictures, ^ y° u see a man whose daily practice does not 
not sufficient physical stamina to endure safely but to-day not a leaf is torn or a color faded. For a » ree with bis religious profession, you need not 
severe mental application. Take a child of four ages—none know how many—it has been issued Pear tbat be will have more influence than his 
years of age. Suppose you wished to give him an fresh every month, moistand breathing of perfume, humble, but pious neighbor- the furrows run the 
idea of a volcano. Explain to him that it is a great with such rare variety of contents that, from the wron 9 wa V- 
hill, as high as several of the highest he has seen, little child to the white-haired sage, no sound heart y° u bear a P erson tell of reading a great many 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
Plain Talks to American Women.—No. 11. 
hill, as high as several of the highest he has seen, little child to the white-haired sage, no sound heart y° u bear a person tell of reading a great many 
piled one top of the other; then tell him that lire, ever wearied of it. Not like other volumes that books, you need not at once conclude that lie is 
melted stones, ashes, &c., burst from its top and drop from the press right into the hands of the sens ‘blc—the probability is that the furrows run 
sides in such quantities as sometimes to bury rich in their palaces of brick and stone, and only the wrong way. 
whole cities; give him all the interesting facts up- wander occasionally away from towns and cities, y° u hear a man speak contemptuously of those 
Gone from the hearts that loved him, 
From the home of his earliest years, 
From the mother who kept o’er his cradlo 
Her vigil or prayers and tears, 
Who needed the strength of his arm to bear 
Her safely through life’s journey of care. 
Gone from the thorns besetting 
The devious paths of youth, 
From the hidden snares and pit-falls 
Which lure the soul from truth, 
And gone from a weary world of pain_ 
Can we wish the freed soul back again? 
Gone where the loved are waiting_ 
Gone where the angels dwell— 
Where sin and death cannot enter, 
And never the word “ farewell ”— 
Be strong, sad heart, and weep no more 
For the loved who wait on a better shore. 
Gone where we soon shall follow, 
In the path we all must tread, 
For the road to Heaven lies only 
Through the valley of the dead; 
And the glory-light in fitful gleams 
Through Death’s dark portal softly streams. 
Independence, N. Y., 1859. 
THE FIRST MORNING HOUR. 
If you hear a man speak contemptuously of those Nature tells what it should be. Not ushered 
on the subject which you can call to mind, then growing old and stale by the way, Nature’s great y° un ger, or disrespectfully of those older than him- in with din and strife, and the trumpet call to bat- 
show him a pictorial representation of such a scene, Monthly comes first to us here at Our Farm, and self, you must not suppose him akind-hearted man J but stealing softly, quietly, serenely over the 
-thefurrows run the wrong way. 
senses, with song of birds and scent of myriad 
One of the most efficient means of moral culture 
by mrs. m. p. a. crozier, true to nature, and in after years, when he comes to all dwellers in broad, green, country places. In —the furrows run the wrong way. senses, with song of birds and scent of myriad 
One of the most efficient means of mor 1 e It t0 tak< \ m band a Ceography, bow readily will he fact they never see it in town, or at best only short If y° u see one tr y to injure the character of an- flowers. Just so should the spirit be in its wak- 
—aud one within the reach of everv f- J •—^ mem0E1Z ! the definition given in reply to the ques- extracts, and pictures clipped out here and there, otller iu order to cover bis own faults, be sure he iu g hours, buoyant, hopeful, bright, soaring, re- 
music Conducted aright it has almost tp™' ' • ^ tK>n ’ “ What is a Yo]cano ?” So with a great va- tantalizing hints of its peerless beauty. wil1 not succeed —the furrows run the wrong way. joicing. No cloud of discontent, no fog of sullen- 
for the time bein<r 0 f transforming the^e^thT’ riety ° f natural objects which he cannot have the Look at this picture—an orchard on a slope, the If y° u see a y° uth ver y attentive to the young ness,nobitingbreathofwordsthatslayquickerthan 
home into a heaven of purity and Toy Ho" 3^ 0 PP ortun >ty of examining personally, as oceans, trees stooping to the weight of the great billows of and sprightly of his lady acquaintances, and un- knife or bullet, and too oftCD, God knows, those who, 
lightful the gathering together of the f" 'f water ' falls > animals > vegetables, different parts of bloom the spring has drifted over them. How the civil and neglectful of the aged, especially his defenceless and hopeless, can wage with the tyrant 
around the bright fireside for an evening son/i the human s y stem . &c.; exhibit to him correct grey trunks show beneath, like rocks amid the sea “other, he will not become a great or good man victor no warfare. YVhat misery a day, the first 
How sweet tha^united melody of the asred^rand P lates » and “terest him in their description. Let of wavy grass that sways about their feet. Was you may be sure —his furrows run the wrong way. morning of which, thus ushered in, shall bring, 
.. , , . 3 tjanu- tb ; s course bc pursued for two or three VPJirs P.VPr n. fuil'or fnrrxrrnnnd than _ And if VOll SPP n. vnnnnr lorlv pra lt.ft snnRpf — limv mnnr oolilmv beerlr. i 
accompaniment of instrumental music, it is so " 7 ■> F ueuilua suauuJg bOU ^ upwara paleness ? 
much the more enchanting How ti.e , f scienc „ e ' , what a zest will he enter upon oriole aixong the branches. What shall 
much the more enchanting. How does the chain i , , , > , " “ upon olloui uie ora ““ e s- w» a t shall we call 
of harmony bind all hearts in one ! And if it h , . ® W ° f labors ’. feel “S that tb e mysterious him-a golden blossonw-a little winged bundle of 
Damascus, Wayne Co., Penn., 1S59. 
of harmony bind all hearts in one' And if it T ui* mysterious nim-a gomen mossom^a little winged bundle of 
be devotional, how, in the consonance of sweet i^ Z r , but open to and sunshine. $ngle glimpse of the little 
sounds, are the feelings of the heart elevated to- ?“ ^ 1 * 1 ^ ^ * h * btM aVenUG ° f f aab ^g wanderer carries my heart straight back 
CONSTANT EMPLOYMENT. 
natural wonders! 
Tiie man who is obliged to be constantly em- 
and tears witnessed within them! Oh, mothers, 
fathers, guard your first waking thoughts! Bur¬ 
den not unnecessarily, or despondingly, or selfish¬ 
ly, the new born day with yesterday's discontents 
and sorrows, do not tor your own sake; do not 
wards that holy world where an cels strike-olden ‘ to childhood, to the days when I sat With folded , lnE man who ls obh S ed to be constantly em- and sorrows, do not for your own sake; do not 
harps and sing anthems of praise eternally i° Ifow , fl ° m tLeir Va,Ue aS aids 111 intellectual hands under the cben 7 tr ec. with the white petals plo ? ed to earn thc necessities of life, knows not for the sake of those whose unlifted faces reflect 
do the aspirations reach forth to a future nartieina- culturc ’ what decp woi-aZlessons; ma y be taught by fluttering down upon me and only heard the brook the imha PP“ess he prays for when he desires every flitting shadow that mars the sunshine of 
tion in seraph songs ! 1 1 ' a PP r 0 P nate pictures! Away with all such repre- below the garden wall, chime, chime, as it tinkled weal,h and idleness. To be constantly busy is to yours. A frowning face! IIow sad a legacy for 
And why is not this more common? Whv sentatlons from tbe n urser y as have no refining or over the pebbles, and above my head the drowsy be always happy. Persons who have suddenly ac- children to hang up in memory’s cabinet, when they 
from the family altar ascends not as freoucntlv lnstru . ctive induenc f’ Let lts walls be hung with hum of the bees, and the short, mellow note of the <l mred wealth > broken up their active pursuits, sit musing, in after years, on the influences that 
the voice of praise as the voice of prayer ? The ^ hat 18 real 7 beautlful and useful 5 let the picture- oriole, flashing in and out with that low, rich trill aud begun to live at their ease, waste away and die have marred their happiness and by so much 
sentiments we sin- sin- often and annreciatin-lv b °°r , 1>Ut mt ° the hands of tbe little ones convey that sounded like a quiet laugh of delight. Oh in a yer ^ short time - Thousands would have been maimed their usefulness. Look to the first morn- 
are wont to sink deeply into our souls and n be- ^ ^ ^ ^ SI ° SS impressions > but tend to elevate, sunshine, and blossoms, aud sweet May dreams! blessings to the world, added to the common stock ing hours of each day, for, like the little stone 
sentiments we sing sing often and appreciatingly, no false or gross impressionSt but 
are wont to sink deeply into our souls, and be- and how natura ii y wm they drink 
not who makes the laws.” 
especially, become so readily fascinated with the bles in which the birds and the winds talk to one and wea ^ tb possession of them, and they were 
How precious to us arc the snatches of son-- ° f “ lh J ary dls P la y> and military victory, that another. Now and then a poet, silver-tongued and completely ruined. They ran away from peace and 
which we can never forget-sung to us by a loved I J ; ..T n ^? lnculcate the P eace ’ golden-hearted, catches the rhythm, and translates P leasure , and embraced a lingering death. Ye who 
—J. v .. . : J ul spint of Jesus Christ, she should be careful so truly that the busv neonln stnn are sighing for the pomp and snleudor of life. ho. 
. ,. , ° w 'jut spim oi jesus Ghrist, she should be careful so 
Ztl!!r hnJ If , that i that her aim be not defuatcd by pictures of battle on 
mother has passed away, do not the tear-drops 
Iden-hearted, catches the rhythm, and translates P lcasure , and embraced a lingering death. Ye who . ^ ® fi a ™ TE1s -— Peauty, we say, is given 
truly that the busy people stop to hear, and go are si S hin S f or the pomp and splendor of life, be- b . 7 . ° d ’ f a ta ent l P 0Sltien 13 8 lven b Y God; 
saying the song over and over in their hearts ware! Ye kn ow not what ye wish. How is it 1 13 a a Cn u m ° ne - v > we are a pt to say, is 
_ , ... . .. nmri(>r fnr mil- r irn’o „ 1.1 _ i 
lips of a passing angel on bis ministering mission' ° aUU a S aln > ever make as well as the rest of us, 
Mothers, when you bend above your babes to hear ^ \ findlDg somEtbin g upon wblch our vertisements in flaming letters 
us, for here are her ad- 
happiness 
Mothers, when you bend above your babes to hear I t -tr*’, ——g upon wmen our i vertisements in flaming letters: I lies in this - to be always contented with your lot, 0ne of the a PP licatioQ3 of that intellect or strength 
them lisp the evening prayer, sin-softly to them T play, our minds speculate, or which “ New Goods ! NewGoods! Just received, and and never si 8 b for tbe splendor of riches, or the wh'ch we confessi to be talents. YV by is one man 
ness will steal into their souls like sunshine and idustrated .> but we fanc y it as having oc- tastes and ages; Leaves of the newest and most bus m ess > a * night sleep with perfect compo- “ore sagacious than others? That power of en- 
bc reflected back again upon the -iver. Some one CUned ^ was paiuted for our child-eyes to gaze desirable patterns—in short, everything that the Sure ' Tbc ldle and the rich are seldom contented. urancc > ia fl ulc ‘ness of apprehensioh, that 
has written as follows, concerning music: upon. 0, it is a pleasant thing in many ways to most fastidious could desire. A large supply of Tb ey are peevish, fretful, irascible. Bid them goo< " 
have a home adorned with pictures! YVe converse the choicest and most valuable Perfumes always morning, and they scowl. Nature and art havi 
nromo(in- P •! sweefd^ a wond ® rful c ^ ec ^ m with them as with familiar friends, and the stories on hand, also a splendid assortment of Jewels, con- few attractions for them. They are entirely out o 
angrv feehu-s Three broTher^wT ? a tIie 3' tellto "soft become part of the treasure wc sisting of the celebrated dew-drop diamonds, tbeir view. YVhile in this state, the springs of lifi 
same neighborhood were nil l & ' r°n G 1U ,* i cherish in the store-house of memory. Our hearts pearls, &c., but customers must call early to secure are rusting out, and the decay of death has com 
about th/same time- and they frequently met to are cbastened and strengthened by their these, as they will not be exhibited long after sun- menced un(1 crmining their constitutions .—Gow 
auoui. me same time, ana they frequently met to- influence, till we become verv different. _m,.. ard’s Journal. 
upon. 0, it is a pleasant thing in many ways to most fastidious could desire’. A lar-c^sunnlv of The - y are peevish, fretful, irascible. Bid them good calmness of judgment, which enables him to seize 
lianan — a . „• a_ . yit o 1 r J A __•_ _ 3 >•> i r f.hft onnnrf n n i fi aq that. A 
have a home adorned with pictures ! YVe converse the choicest and most valuable Perfumes always morning, and they scowl. Nature and art have °PP ortunitie3 tha t others lose, and persist in 
with them as with familiar friends, and the stories on hand, also a splendid assortment of Jewels con few attractions for them. They are entirely out of the hnes of taIc »ts—are they not, in the present 
♦liiwr v__x » ., . .. . .. . . . ’ iv..:_• ... mm • . . ... state of the world ommm (l.a 
an-r \ 0 feefi u-s & " T 1 u'c'e' ^brol'wr’ E al m m g they tell to us oft become part of the treasure wc sisting of the celebrated dew-drop diamonds, the ir view. YVhile in this state, the springs of life 
same neighborhood were all hopefully conterfod Ebe ™ h ln tbe store-house of memory. Our hearts pearls, &c., but customers must call early to secure are rusting out, and the decay of death has corn- 
state of the world, among tbe most distinguished 
and influential of mental gifts 1—Jolm lluskin. 
gethertosing and pnny and were remarkablefor mfluenCe > ,U ^become very d.fferent beings from rise. The ladies will find some celebrated Tinctures ^Journal, 
their piety, and sweet .and amiable dispositions - J VC haTC been but . for their Presence, and Cosmetics for beautifying the complexion, and 
Several months thus happily glided away-at length fl ° n “" S1 ® and ^ p “ 3t . ulreS j Ma J every imparting brilliancy to the eyes, such as the Resistance 
one of them was passing the house of another he and the ltht Zf 7 ^ ° f 1,10 Mornin S” “dory of Sunshine,” cians of the b 
heard his two brothers engaged in an angry dis- 1that streams from the latter be as and many others whose merits have been abun- Harvey. It w _.. . .. 
rmt.fi —hn Wfint. ,'n nnri Wo.. o,-„„ ° 7 sunshine fiom the unclouded orb of day ! dantly testified to. A band of trained minstrels who opposed Columbus’ views. It was those most 
Resistance to Improvement.— It was the physi- 
Seciiet Religion. —God is often lost in prayers 
and ordinances. “Enter into thy chamber,” said 
lie, “and shut thy door about thee.” “Shut thy 
pute — he went in and began to sing, 
Brethren ^alf agreed &c , Trials of Ma kried Life.— Married life has its “Carpets of green tapestry laid to order upon who were the last to approve of the plan of the 
mi • x trials and its sorrows. Tempers may prove in- lawns and enclosures, and hangings of embroidery uniform nenuy nosta-e For flir-rMiw »r,Fn nn '= 
They instantly ceased their dispute, and soon one compatible, and call for forbearance. Fortune furnished to suit all situations. Call at the old eJcZZ ^s^in his own denarLent and 
jomed in singing, and dmectly th ■ other also.- may be chary of its favors, and enforce self-denial, stand-out of doors.” he more , is eni 1 d to ^ 0 ^ whtSt 
Their angry feelings were banished, and they bad Children maybe ungrateful, aud sting the poor Why should I try to review it —this richest, proverbLll ^dj to ^ 
JZ “jrCZS. ‘‘i mother bv S ic j° e5a “W come. of publication! Its groat, unbrot- thc mor. likely, indeed, ho will hare to bo a good 
cians of the highest standing who most opposed d °° r ab °" t thee ’” means much 5 U means shut out 
Harvey. It was the most experienced navigators UOt °“ 7 frlvohty ’ but blisin ess; not only the com- 
always in attendance to furnish the best of music, conversant with the management of the Post-Office 
pany abroad, but the company at home; it means, 
—let thy poor soul have a little rest and refresh- 
thc more he is entitled to the deference which is m ° rG S ° ftly lf W ® "’° uld shut thedoor -- 
Power of Kindness.— Kindness is known to bo 
neace and liarmonv ‘Tho mnflipr lw _ii , . , - x ---- - t.-, —mueeu, ne win nave to De a good jvjx>ualss.— ivinaness is Known io uo 
charm her wayward children, and supplant the man ttr i° 0r ^ a ?-' But aak the P oor en ’ unutterable beauty rises up before me, and judge of improvements in details, or even to intro- a specific for many forms of disease, and kind 
angry by the enchanting and subduing When wo rV Ugg lnga ong Wlth hw debts, andthe grows upon me as I write. YVith a feeling akin to duce them himself; but the more unlikely to give nursing for many more. Christ’s whole ministry 
her children become frethil or ill-natured* she can fo-Lflv, 2 T 7 ? l a tc, accomplish- reverence I turn the pages day by day, the pictures a fair hearing to any proposed radical change. An "'as one of personal kindness. Charity is the 
sing them out of ill-temper into sweetness much if ll ° ' ^'l 1 1 ^ * el , beaU ^ a “ d ber buoyanc 3’> brigbten,Dg Awards thc close, and think how in a experienced stage coachman is likely to be a good S reat lever of Christianitv; by it the messengers 
Z cL"ySi bTsco L be i aC ! d apart I C T ld c , onipet ; ence dayS tbe gl °: i0US June M ^ ^ <* ^ ^ ***» to ro^and of the gospel can open the ejes of Pagan blind- 
more easily and effectually than by scolding and be given them, and all their trials be brought to sweet May prophecies in grand fulfillment 
chastisement. One sweet tune, when they are an end. The answer would be :-“ There is some- _^_’ 
wrangling, will quell wrath and promote love a thing sweeter in this companionship of suffering, IIome.-Lovg watches over the cradle of 
hundied fold more than whips. The former is ir- than anything the world can offer from its store- fant, over the couch of the a<md. over the 
coach-horses; but you should not consult him Kess > Cm ears of the most obstinate and 
about railroads and steam-carriages. Again, every hardened can be unstopped; by it reason can bc 
hundred fold more than whips. The former is ir- than^nythin" The woiwTaTlffe^fr ^ , Bome — Bovo watc1,es over tbe cradlc of th e in- one knows, how slowly, and with what difficulty, rcstored and life saved; by it every human ill can 
resistible and fames down the rougher passions at house of joys° outside of it* and si meth' * v°T 2’ °' % 1° G ° Ucb ° f tbe agcd ’ ° i ver thc welfare farmers are prev ' ailed on to adopt any new system be alleviated; by it all obstacles to the progress of 
once; the latter only re-inflames.’” This is un- wouU mAe « g t t 7 L ^ ^ J 40 b<? hapP7 ’ man husbandry, even when the faults of an old es- Christianity can be removed or diminished, 
donhtfiflw if„™„ -H,,. . L Ll.H make even seveier trials than ours only retires from the out-door world to his home. In the tablished usage and the advantage of n _—— 
doubtedly often true. If even the savage breast is iron bands to draw us more firmly together 
not insensible to its power, how much less that of Springfield Republican. 
retires trom the out-door world to his home. In the tablished usage and the advantage of a change can 
household circle the troubled heart finds consola- be made evident to the senses_ Whatelv 
+ —..1-J _x x, ' - J' 
tbe little child ! ___ 
Let no one think that money wasted which is Providence Li 
expended in procuring for the family circle some women have a tr 
ingjieicl Republican. tion, the disturbed finds rest, the joyous finds itself 
■n , ** ~ _ m Cs true element. Pious souls, when they speak 
Providence has so ordained it that only two of death, say that they go home. Their longing 
omen havo a tma i_- ^ ^ . .. ° _ oh 
i maae evident to the senses.— Whately. A Y r ERY Common Mistake. —Many Christiansim- 
- agine that now since they have believed, they must 
So They Say.—“T hey” will say anything and draw their comfort from some other source, or in 
expeDueu in procurmg tor the family circle some j women have a true interest in the happiness of for Heaven V t il " l everything. “ They ” have said everything mean a different way from what they did at first; they 
musical instrument, from which even the little man—his own mother and the mother of his chil- aW ,• \ cm a 10nic ' sic Jesus and despicable. “ They ” say things that break r turn their whole attention to themselves, their ex- 
ones may learn to draw forth harmony, and with I dren. Besides these two legitimate kinds of love „ nd „ r t L e a j0 e 0 eternal happiness up families, crush hearts, blight hopes, and perience, and their graces. Forgetting that thc 
the aid of which tliev -A- __legmmate kinds ot love, under thc picture of a home, a father’s house.- smother'worth v aspirations. Wbeno.Vfir n. mnn trno wav of nmirisliinor tlincn ia Kvr Imaniiur fhftir 
the aid of which they may cultivate the ear and there is nothing between the two creatures except Does^hisn^UelTus thatTe a b ° USe -~ | smother worth >’ aspil ' atiolls - Whenever a man 
the voice to a greater perfection. Better that they vain excitement, painful and idle delusion - Oc- pointed to be a J,? I S'^ 6 thl ^. hc T B \ S ap 'i circul[&tes a slaudcr and 8 ives “ tb ey” as his 
be clothed in plain attire, and fed with plain food, I tave Feuillit. " ' 1 ,, , , . P ure of Heaven, and a foretaste , authority, turn your back upon him. He mean 
7 * oi tiuit Higher home? * 
no good. 
true way of nourishing these is by keeping their 
eye upon the cross, they turn it inward, and try to t|| 
nourish them by some process of their own devis- 
ing.— Selected. ,/M I 
