UNDER THE VIOLETS. 
BY 0. W. HOLMES. 
Her hands are cold ; her face is white; 
No more her pulses come and go; 
Her eyes are shut to life and light ;— 
Fold the white vestures, snow on snow, 
And lay her where the violets blow. 
But Dot beneath a graven stone, 
To plead for tears with alien eyes; 
A slender cross of wood alone ; 
Shall say that here a maiden lies 
In peace beneath the peaceful skies. 
And gray old trees of hugest limb 
Shall wheel their circling shadows round 
To make the scorching sunlight dim 
That drinks the greenness from the ground, 
And drop their dead leaves on her mound. 
When o’er their boughs the squirrels run, 
And through their leaves the robins call, 
And ripening in the autumn sun, 
The acorns and the chestnuts fall, 
Doubt not that she will heed them all. 
For her the morning choir shall sing 
Its matins from the branches high, 
And every minstrel-voice of spring, 
That trills beneath the April sky, 
Shall greet her with its earliest cry. 
When, turning round their dial track, 
Eastward the lengthening shadows pass, 
Her little mourners, clad in black, 
The crickets, sliding through the grass, 
Shall pipe for her an evening mass. 
At last the rootlets of the trees 
Shall find the prison where she lies, 
And bear the buried dust they seize 
In leaves and blossoms to the skies— 
So may the soul that warmed it rise! 
If any, born of kindlier blood, 
Should ask, What maiden lies below ? 
Say only this: A tender bud, 
That tried to blossom in the snow, 
Lies withered where the violets blow. 
['Atlantic Monthly. 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SOCIAL DEMON. 
often most attractive, open their demon arms at 
every step, and many wait to entice the unwary 
into the path which once trodden is seldom 
deserted. 
^ Custom and society sanction this wholesale 
^ murder of body and soul, but the persons who 
wink at trifling excesses, and smile sweetly upon 
moderate votaries of the intoxicating cup, will be 
— the first to desert its victim when he allows the 
demon to gain the ascendancy, and the wisely 
judging world pronounces the, at one time, much 
courted companion, that degraded thing—a drunk¬ 
ard. Like him of old these summer friends pass 
by on the othe rside,and bestow their approbation 
upon the individual who, regardless of every¬ 
thing but gain, “maketh his neighbor drunken,” 
enriching himself with the “ dirty shillings,” taken 
in exchange for that which draws down upon his 
fellow the anger of Him who has said, “no drunk¬ 
ard shall inherit the Kingdom of Heaven.” 
Attica, N. Y., 1859. Clara. 
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WHY DON’T LADIES LEARN TO COOK? 
Ox all sides we hear complaints of the difficulty 
of finding, and of retaining when found, a cook 
who can roast a leg of mutton, and make batter¬ 
pudding or pea-soup. In point of fact, we have 
heard of ladies who have it in serious contempla¬ 
tion to dispense with servants altogether, as the 
least troublesome alternative. Without wishing 
matters carried quite so far, we are convinced 
that many of our fair friends would lose nothing, 
either in point of respectability or happiness, 
while they could add at least one-third to the 
effective incomes of their husbands, if they were 
to spend a little more time in their kitchens, super¬ 
intending the preparation of the family dinner, 
instead of contenting themselves with ordering it 
—if, indeed, they condescend to do even that. 
Some forty years back, ladies were driven to 
shoemaking as a fashionable way of killing time. 
Why not try a little cooking? Thanks to the 
modern stoves, with their nicely-arranged skillets 
and stew-pans, which science and mechanical skill 
have substituted for the blazing kitchen hearth of 
other days, young ladies.of the nineteenth century, 
just passing its prime, may cook without soiling 
their fingers, orinjuring their complexions. Were 
it not so, we would not recommend them to cook. 
We would rather live on bread and cheese all the 
days of our lives. 
It will be said, perhaps, that our notions with 
regard to female education and employment, 
are too antiquated ; that in these matters, as in 
everything else, a new era has dawned, and the 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
NATURE’S PICTURE-GALLERY. 
...... , , s °lid course of instruction now given in colleges 
The white head-stones of yonder qmet grave- for ladies wiU b e triumphantly appealed to 
yard mark the silent resting-place of many whom Ladies, however, who possess these solid acquire- 
i k vZ , aD k °T “ ^ 6 * n °" W1 ' eath “ents-who, like Lady Jane Grey, prefer Plato to i 
lies lightly above the tiny form of childhood, the a pic-nic-will be least likely to neglect the econ- 
prouder, stronger, beauty of riper years, and the 0 my of the kitchen. They will thoroughly under¬ 
locks grown white with fullness of days ere the icy stau d the dignity of employment and call to mind 
hand of death led them to the gate through whose a u the poetry of cooking. J To say nothing of the 
portals none ever return. We stand beside the dinner which Milton describes Eve aspreparing 
coffin and the open grave, and lift not hand nor when « on hospitable thought in tent,” there are 
voice in opposition because we know that One tbe Homeric banquets at which kings literal y 
mightmr nan we has appointed to all “once to “killed tbeir own meat/ , and at wh f ch 
die But a darker doom than this palsies the and princesses turned the spit for the roastL or 
limbs, and dims the eye of strong and vigorous drew the water and chopped the wood for the 
f° U ‘ d™th her ’i S1Ster / W lh* Wh °*^ a ? lie8 boiUng ' Cooking is classical, and no ladv will 
tearfully he death seal as it ga hers on the brow disdain to take part in it who hag read * 
BY AMY 8UMMERS. 
Who reared this hall—the paintings dyed ? 
What purpose did the pencil move ? 
Our Father, human minds to guide 
Unto the infinite Source of love. 
More splendid ’tie than eastern dome, 
Which, brilliant, dazzles those who gaze; 
Or moeque, whose countless min’rets loom 
Till drowned in floods of pearly haze. 
The ceiling silver-sprinkled blue, 
Arched perfectly by skill Divine, 
With walls of varied emerald hue, POWER OF THE BFATTTTT?TTr 
And carpets wrought in rose and vine. THE B EAUTIFUL. 
At morn, Sol bathes it in his light. m ,, 
And warms it with his genial ray- . TnERB 13 another important power that the 
A thousand golden lamps at night instructor should call to his aid, and that is the 
Hang from the vaulted canopy, power of the beautifnl. A more important ele- 
Listen! for music’s varied chime ment tb e formation of character than this the 
Comes floating ’long the temple aislos, teacher has not within his command, for all that 
Now in a thunder-tone sublime- is truly beautiful is truly good, and upon it rests 
Now sweet and pure as angel smiles, the basis of all character worth possessing. The 
I love to tread this grand old hall, * wbo * e human species acknowledge its power in 
Hallowed by steps of ages past, some form. From the monarch on his throne to 
Study the pictures on its wall— tbe wpd Indian of the forest, its power is felt and 
Pictures by Master Artist cast— sought after; but what a poor idea do they con- 
Of forests which have braved the storms ceive of it, and how sadly and sometimes how 
Of centuries, still tow’ring high, miserably do they attempt to express it With 
E’en to the moss and flow’ret germs, the lowest of the human species this power ceases 
Which, chlld-like, on Earth’s bosom lie. The brute knows nothing of the forms of beautv 
There, through the leaflets, shimmers white, or of mu , ! , Deauty 
Silv’ry water decked with curls or of ornament. The glorious trees that spread 
Of foam which glimmer in the light tbeir fl ° ral CIWnS ab ° Ve h,S head attract no admi- 
Like royal Cleopatra’s pearls. ration. Tbe silken-petaled flowers beneath his 
Fishes are gamb’ling in the wave, feet are less to bim than tb e ugly weed from which 
Care-free they skim the surface o’er, be w ^ ns a savory morsel. 
Then, diving’neath, their jewels ^ve, And so with the lower orders of human life 
s rj ih “ *■» 7 si * uied <• «* bn*. h„. 
Strewn thick witheombrefjuuin^rocka, " ”° U T ° 7 beautiful; and 
Hang diizzly o’er caverns wide, wherever we cultivate this love, we cultivate the 
Where mystic nymph her treasure locks. 'gher nature of man. For beauty, symmetry, 
Songsters with plumes of rarest dye, harmony, are only forms of that perfect unison 
In rural fanes ara gathered now, and completeness which is the great aim of the 
Pouring their bird-notes to the sky, Creator; and an appreciation of the beautiful is 
As if the grateful heart to bow. in some degree necessary to a full comprehension 
There in the back-ground waving fair of the charm of virtue, or the power of truth 
; rrrrr/ e * r r b r y wi,h 
While flowers gv il. bosom ride. ° h S , "., d 13 but ,he « f th«t 
inner garden of the heart which he has command- 
The Artist guards His pictures well; ed us to cultivate to its fullest perfection for our- 
Time’s dusty fingers touch them not- selves, and to teach its culture to those who are 
“The A° n ’ an St,U [ hey tel1 ’ placed under our charge. We all know the en- 
“ The Artist never hath forgot.” _, - ... f „ , uow lae en ‘ 
A lesson beautiful they teacT nobling effects of this love of the beautiful, and 
If He forsake Ilis pictures never, the ° Ve ° f Vlrtue and the love of God that is 
His infinite care will surely reach ' called out by it; and to some extent we are adding 
Those for whose sake He paints them ever. tbis P ow ’ er to the means used for the culture of tbe 
Rochester, Mich., 1809. ' young. There is nothing that so shows the gleam- 
iog love of the great All-Fatber as the wondrous 
beauty with which the earth is spread. Without 
_ 9 H/[ 0 'll this bond, what are we? What is the bond that 
then, not only by surrounding our school room 
^ yards and walls by beautiful objects, but by teach- 
in g mind as well as the eye to look into and 
appreciate them. When the mind of the student 
I weary with his efforts at some dry study—some 
.... ___science into whose dark chambers he sees but 
----- dimly—call him aside with you to listen to the 
Written for M-bore's Rural New-Yorker. flowers while they whisper of that love and har- 
TRUE HUNOR. mony that formed all nature, and underlies all 
-science, and he will turn back refreshed and 
inn desire for honor is natural to man, and strengthened, feeling that even the iron cate p 
hether that /teai'wn 0V.0II 1, „ „ 1.1_ a _ i,_ , . . , , e> c 
raries by their opposition to the desires of the 
populace, and their denunciations of vice. Still, 
in their hours of sober thought, the most vicious 
cannot but respect them — while time shall wipe 
from their characters every stain that envy or 
malice ha3 attempted to fix upon them. Man’s 
highest honor, however, is derived from the favor 
ot heaven, and this belongs to every good man. 
It confers upon all who seek it a nobler heritage 
than thrones and coronets ever gave to their 
possessors. S. L. Leonard. 
Butler, Wis., 1859. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
TRUE HONOR. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
SWEET HOURS. 
BY LIBBY NEAL. 
To me those are the sweetest hours 
I ever knew, 
When wand’ring through the enchanted boweta 
Of friendship true, 
When, ’mid a group of chosen ones, 
I plainly epoke 
My honest thoughts, in kindly tones, 
Without a cloak— 
When they, with frankness, in return, 
Their feeliugs told— 
0, those are hours I would not spurn 
For stores of gold! 
How kindred spirits sweetly blend 
In harmony, 
When they, around the fireside, spend, 
In unity, 
The happy wintry evening—when 
The blast without 
Is chilling, piercing-then, O, then, 
Must vanish doubt— 
Or when, in some secluded nook, 
We there would read— 
Would turn the leaves of Mem’ry’s boot, 
And o’er them brood— 
Yould note with care each time-worn page 
That bears the name 
Of friends who are treading life’s rough stage, 
(Perchance, to fame;) 
Or when we ramble by the side 
Of those we love, 
To gather flowers that, nestling, hide 
’Neath leaves above. 
0, where can sweeter joys be found 
Than these bespeak ? 
Though earth with these and more abound, 
Still are they weak 
Compared to those which Heaven bestows 
On faithful ones 
Who seeks to rise, wherever glows 
Sunlight from the throne. 
Ah, yes ! those hours are happier yet 
Than Earth employs, 
When ’neath the sacred desk we sit 
’Mid Heavenly Joys, 
And dream of sacred hours of bliss 
And purity, 
In a fair world remote from this— 
In yon bright sky. 
And blessed, too, those hours of prayer 
When communion sweet 
We have, and every burden bear 
To th’ mercy seat. 
When to our Maker’s patient ear 
Our woes we tell, 
Assured that He alone can hear, 
And that He only will. 
Northville, Mich., 1859. 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE EXISTENCE OF GOD. 
“ The fool hath said in his heart, there is no God.”— 
Psalms 14: 1. 
; 'i f : 7 7 K^uuiaeuniw disdain to take part in it who has read of these C7C 7 7 / s naiunu 10 man > and Slren g™ened, feeling that even the iron gate l salms 14: 
of the beloved, crushes within the depths of her feasts in the original Greek. Let it be observed I f eSire . ShaU be a b ' eSsiDg 0r a curse ’ tbr0ugh which he must enter is car ™d and hewn This sentence seems to be applicable to many of 
own aching heart the fearful thought that one that it is the middle and working classes on de P ei ° dl5 u P on our m a regard to what consti- into forms of beautj. Not only moral but mental the present age. It can be applied quite anlo- 
day she may stand beside the death-bed of that wb om we wish to nrtro tho __ x,.. utes true honor. Ambition is a vice or a virtue, strength has been imparted to him. nnd nriatolv tn tw^in Ca ...i , 1 . 
day she may stand beside the death-bed of that wbom we wisb ■ g ” on 
rrjr:t^ Dgofr ^ f sh T stud - y - a 
then thank God that He has removed from her be so ignorant of common things as not to hs 
path the blight that made her once fair cheek grow able to recognize chickens in a poultry yard ., , 
pale, her voice low and sad, and the laugh that because they do not run about with a liver under T f d ° rpbanS ’ lf the ^ ma ? bu * ^1 the “ For sure of all that in this mortal frame, 
rang so merrily in other days, a stranger to her 0 ne wing and a gizzard under the other, though Tf f ° f f 6ir fello ^- mortal8 with their praise. Contained is, naught more divine doth seem, 
lips and ncr heart forever. our modern pou i tr y sbows> j t must be CQnf . n tbe ^ often S am tb eir object. A large portion 0r tha t resembleth more the immortal flame 
The Social Demon,—can you not read its name, will tend much to dissipate this error. Aknowh ofth e ffibor of the historian is expended in record- 0f: heavenly light than beauty’s glorious beam.” 
its terrible history, in the sparkling cup that the edge, however, of the art of cooking is of more !° g f ed ® ° f heroes - But do tb ey gain true The student who finds no echo in his heart for 
careless, unthinking youth raises to his lips? importance to the wives ofthe laboring p 0D ula- bonor ? f Can tbe fama ‘bat results from the over- the beautiful is a student to be feared. If that 
Often-times tae glittering poison is unpleasant, is tion than to those ofthe middle classes row of empires and the blasting of the happiness principle cannot be awakened into activitv what 
ZT™,"' is a vice or a virtue, strength has been imparted to him, and he is priately to that class of persons who endeavor br 
in g o is o ject. Many expect to derive better able to battle with difficultias in his wav un unceasing effort and the usp _’_ 
honor faom military achievements. They are the hill of science, for the time spent in the more 
willing to fill earth with the lamentations of lovely and delightful walks of nature. 
And they often gain their object. A large portion 
The Social Demon-can you not read its name, wiU tend much to dissipate this error A know! ° fthe lab ° r ° f tbe historian is expended in record- 
its terrible history, in the sparkling cup that the edge> however, of the art of cooking' is of more u° g ^ de6dS ° f her ° eS - But do the y S ain tra e 
carftifiss. nnthinkin<y vnnt.h raispa ir\ f«ic Iirvc9 r . 6 honor*? flan t.ha famo r_n 
even nauseatiog to the taste, bat boon-compan- it is the art, ivhefl properly cultivated of m 
ions dtam the glass, and he maj merely taste it. , little go a great way.-ft, d.y', La^Book. 
Beside, .(I know you will not confess it openly __ _ a 
young man, yet you are aware that it is none the „ 
in his way up unceasing effort and the use of dishonorable means, 
t in the more to accumulate wealth. They make it their great 
e. object to become rich in earthly possessions, for- 
•ame, getting that time will soon cut them off, and’they 
doth seem, must leave all behind. They have said in their 
al flame hearts, “ There is no God,”— no one to reward the 
rious beam.” good, or punish the wicked. 
his heart for How terrible must be the feelings of the Atheist 
tred. If that on the bed of death. He cannot look forward wtth 
ictivity, what the fond hope of beholding Jesds and dwelling for- 
Beside, .(I know you will not confess it openly ° " "' ~ l ^ ° - UUVK '- receive less and less praise, until there will come _ " ^ 3tru Sg le8 J^itb death, and passes away without 
young man, yet you are aware that it is none the p ^ a time when he will cease to be worshiped by the *** hope and without Christ. 
less true,) there are few, very few, who are not . eflectkjns on Marriage.— Theleadingfeatures populace. Robbed of the false glare that is now WHERE THE STRENGTH LIES? All nature declares the existence of God. The 
sadly iacking in moral courage. They would not m 1 6 C aracter of a g° od woman are mildness, thrown around him, by poets and historians he w • whole universe bears the stamp of a First Cause 
hesitate to avenge an insult, no matter how great com P lai3ance acd equanimity of character. The shall become the object ofthe world’s detesta- here is the strength and safety of a people? infinitely wise and powerful. Every plant, and 
the opposition,—they would not shrink from any man ’“ he be a provident husband, is immersed in tion. Reader, do you desire such a fame—a fame 1 .f . multltude? Look at Europe, and be- every atom on the face of the globe, bears witness 
act that requires merely animal courage,—but at ousau caies - His mind is agitated, his mem- that is only significant of ignorance and disgrace’ I 1 e mibl on tbe sport of the few— look at the of a Deity. We cannot look upon even a spider's 
...v... e • , . . orv loaded and his hndv ft.n- _ b uu ui-feraoe. nations and races. tr»mr,l 0 4 w „ .f .v • _u ._*« _ ». • ... . ^ 8 
# -- —lALiia UC- ^ J ^.^v/aaa v/ii 1UV/C Ul Lilt 
hold the million tbe sport of the few— look at the of a Deity. We cannot look 
when this dashing friend, this pleasant compan- ! ° aded a “ d b*s body fatigued. He retires But does not literary fame brine tniswlr natlons and races, trampled by a tithe of their web, or the ant’s granaries, without acknowledgi 
from the battle of the world, cliaerinerl nerh™<, „ , . ueiai J / ame Dri ng true honor numbers m the dust—look at th« mrmii oi„„_ th.ttw _ . 
ion, offers the brightly-tinted goblet, how can they I™ 1 ?. the b . attIe lhe worId ’ chagrined perhaps with it? Surely the son of glffis 
..e . mi _.._. .... 3 . bv dlSaDDOintment. anfrrv nt. inonlon* oooA _. . J '’esuui^emus 
. . .s-v- - . , , ; °- r - r- | wiuuu cure.y tne son of eenius cannot he desti I in th e dust-look at the myriad slaves that there is a higher being than a creature, who 
refuse. They dare not stand up like men and say 7 ppomtment, angry at msoient and perfidi- tute of an enviable reputation The m a thousaDd tyrants and taskmen scourge in has implanted this genius in them. Whenwelook 
1 _ous peoDle. and terrified leaf. tii» _ . reputation. Ilie possessor of thefields. and eamnsmu.*... __ ... . . weioox 
to the tempter as their Master said to the Evil ous P e °p!e, and terrified lest his unavoidable con- a superior intellect when hiImen+!i P ° SSeSS ° r ° f thefields . and camps and dungeons. The strength upon a garment, we know there has been a weav 
Spirit, “ Get thee behind me. Satan.” nect.ons trith such people should make him ap. prop P e7"m»5o rod is an iso » t Is it in tho or; when we see house., and ships, 
He’ll never be a drunkard—he, sostroDgin the [ ' edr pe i bdl0US blmse I f ‘ 13 tbis tbe Huiefor the The genius of Pascal reflects me. C<>UU . 'll E>0 ' verof revolutions and massacres, or in the bay- there has been a carpenter and an architect- when 
le of his young manhood become the wretched, ot bls bosom, his dearest and most intimate „ non p r „ n „ 0 , . . Eue CI e 1 onet s they can llmg to the gleam of the sun ? Did we look upon the solar system we know them 
pride of his young manhood become the wretched, hls bosom, his dearest and most intimate upon France than all the 777777- v;icul1 ' “ neis can u,D g to the gleam of the sun ? Did we look upon the solar system, we know there is 
brutalized apology for tbe name of man.” Take -n d to add to his vexations, to increase the genets save Rome-did they.save Po.and, and a God. We might as Jl doubt tba^e7s a 
care, faces as fair and forms as active as yours fe ' er of an ovei burdened mmd, by a contentious all the heroes to whom she elrl^-e iv 8 tK i. BuD H ar L and France, and Germany to the people? sun, when we witness its dazzling rays as to 
have la-n upon a drunkard’s death-bed,—gone t0D 8 ue or discontented brow ? Business, in the haps Dante’s immortal noem w H ^ 6r " lhestreD S th and safety of a people lie in their doubt there is a God when we see his ’mighty 
down to a drunkard’s grave. You have not passed most prosperous state, is full of anxiety and tur- perpetuate the fame of Fiorenc th more t0 knowledge of their rights, ancl their union in do- works. & 
so blindly through the world that you have seen ° f iS that once made b er the mart ofTrale anlcom- . The existence of a God has been acknowledged 
priue oi ms young mannooa Decome tne wretched, . . ,-’ imimaie upon p rance tban a) i w ,- J or rue sun? Did 
brutalized apology for tbe name of man.” Take )n end, to add to his vexations, to increase the Newton has snrend mum n-ir. ap ° l eon. bayonets save Rome — did they.save Poland, and 
care, faces as fair and forms as active as yours f ever °f an overburdened mind, by a contentious all the heroes tn wlmm «i° r7upon an 1 an Hungary, and France, and Germany to the people? 
have lain upon a drunkard’s death-bed.-Tone tongue or discontented brow? Business, in the ^ eTer * ave birth. Per- . , .. p 
ain upon a drunkard’s death-bed,— gone ton 8 ue or discontented brow? Business, in the baps Dante’s immortal ^ 6r " The strength and safety of a people lie in their doubt there is 
.o a drunkard’s grave. You have not passed most P ros P er ous state, is full of anxiety and tur- neiTietn'Lte the fame nf ^ n°f more t0 knowledge of their rights, and their union in de- works. 
no instance of this, — they are on every side, and the *’ lfe wb o clothes her face in smiles, who uses merce; and Bryant’s ooetrv Ijl! ^ i C ° m ’ er lbe danger ofa people. They fall upon and de- by all nations, and in all ages. However barbar- 
what surety have you, that such may not be your geat . le expressions and who makes her lap soft to hundred climes, when the names of CereloVordo 8tr ° 7tbem ® elves - In th «ir hands bayonets become ous or profligate they have been, they have con- 
fate? “ Oh, I don’t drink enough to hurt me.” | ece iye and hush his cares to rest. There is not and Monteray shall have faded from the memories SU , 1C ‘ da ' GlTe a Peop le a true knowledge of them- fessed a Higher and more Infinite Being than man. 
You see not its effects now, but you surely will. 1Q ^ture so fascinating an object as a faithful, of men . A11 honor to the 7irtu0us mau f • SelveS ’ and n0 p ° wer can oppose them. Liberty It is folly for any to shut their eyes and stop their 
That poor, helpless being, was once only a mode- tender and affectionate wife. He ig one of ^ noblest f ® ' comes Wlth intelligence, and the unarmed, intelli- ears, and attribute those things to chance which 
rate drinker,-doubtless he has often made the ~-- bestows upon our race. g p t milll0 “, are stranger than ignorant, armed nothing but a Being infinitely wise and powerful 
same plea. Do you think he drinks enough to Is he Rich ?—Many a heart is broken manv a B f • a ■ millions. The strength of the American people could effect. 
hurthimnow? Go to his wretched home and ask that life is rendered miserable, by the terrible infatua- ° pei 7. ert “ ankmd > confers lies least in the number of their cannon and most The last moments of the dying Christian furnish 
pale, care-worn woman, ifin that bloated face there tion which parents often evince in choosing a life if- and manv nr™* ZZ wh ° 7 CUrsed with L n u their scfaooI -bouses, newspapers and books.— another and a powerful argument. His death is 
remains one trace of the manly beauty which won companion for their daughters. How is it7ossi- trained for the Z Sin , ctual g^nts have These are indestructible weapons, to which age like the morning star which goeth not down in the 
praise forever. 
J. A. Clark. 
—,---mien evince in cnoosing a life it • and manv of eartW ir>tellee+„ 0 i • * , rpu . , . - r “““ argument, ills death is 
remains one trace of the manly beauty which won companion for their daughters. How is it nossi- fnr I , mtebectuM giants have These are mdestructiMe weapons, to which age like the morning star which goeth not down in the 
her maiden heart, and made her thrice blessed in blcfor happiness to result from the union oftwo lame Who that hi nnf ° f ^ knowledg ® and might; — and armed with darkness, but melts away in celestial brightness, 
the husband of her youth. Ask that little child,- principles as diametrically opposed to each other eve^ noble emotion J? ^ himSe I° f hese ’ ara p aad stronger than soils brist- He leaves this world with the solemn assurance 
old far beyond her years, in looks and acts,-why as is virtue to vice? And yet, how often is wealth f ee lil than that of disnusti non the “1° ! ™ \ Armed WUb theS6 ’ that be WiU g ° t0 a better ’ where he wiil be at the 
she shrinks with fear and trembling as her listen- considered a better recommendation to a young perveftini hi« nower-’o S f mind tn !h • ° f el u T* ^ ° gether ’ and stnke mi gbtHy, but right hand of Jesus, singing His praise forever, 
ing ear catches the echo of the unsteady footsteps man than virtue ! How often is the first question evil e/ w 7 n , 0 the service of the bloodlessly as one man, through the ballot-box : Guilford, Medina Co., O., 1859. J. A. Clark. 
If she can, for her tears, she may tell you, per- which is asked respecting a suitor of a daughter Byron? ThmilmlTL ° f ° r -“ a wea P° n 8u rcr yet, -^- 
haps, of a father’s love cast upon the fearful shrine “ Is he rich ?” Is he rich ? Yes, he abounds in works because in thtm they jl!!? I" ba> '° net 5 Want of Sympathy.-^ immense defect the 
of intemperance, and of a father’s curse,-the only wealth ! but does that afford any evidence that he their vices • but at the same timeVel i ^ Aslnow-Il IT d ° W “ E8 8UU ’ want of sympathy is, may be strikingly seen in 
vouthnro G ^ ard>S Chlld ‘ } tbat “ an ’® W1 U make a good husband ? Is he rich ’ Yes, he help despising the poet in their hearts . 7 Had Vol- And executes afreemanlw iU, S ° d ’ the failure of the mau ^ attem P t8 that have been 
Demon I f-f ^ the , S ° Cial has th ousands floating on every ocean; but do not taire’s talents been used aright, they might have Aa bghtnings do the will of God!” made in all ages to construct the Christian charac- 
fnTI IT t l0ath f me GlaSp . aro 7 nd him ’ ricbe ® S ° me sometlmes take t0 themselves wings made him the favorite of the virtuous and the In- -_ ter . omit ting sympathy. It has produced numbers 
might you turn the river from its and fly away? and will you consent that your telligent, but their pervertion robbed him of the Dv n . of people, walking up and down one narrow plank 
source as attempt to stay, at this late hour, his daughter shall marry a man who has nothing to esteem of all whose praise was worth eaininu h»v h De ® ds ar€ * greater than words. Deeds of self-restraint, pondering over their own merits 
head-long race to destruction.. recommend him but his wealth?-Ah ? beware- Mere genius cannot then confer tme 1 g g> T 6 UCh a hfe ’ mute ’ but un deniable, and grow and demerits, keeping out, not the world exactly 
We are all aware how strong any habit may the gilded bate sometimes covers the barbed hook, its possessor ’ ’ 01101 UPOn ^ ImQg treGS &nd fruit trees do ! the ^ P eo P le the but their fellow creatures from their hearts and 
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■eason dictate, — and how many to continue on in existence; they make a paradise of the humblest mav not be the favorites of their o P< T ’ T f, dlhgent ’ J udlcl ous assimilation and secre- the formation of character, we have had splendid 
,eU. Saloons of the worst deseriptlon. .„Wngh home the wor.d can show. | ^ Inte^ ^ 
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e same time they could not A8 snow-flakes fall upon the sod,’ Tf °/ 1S ’ ma7 b ® stnklD g , J seen in 
it in their hearts. Had Vol- And executes a freeman’s will, the failure of the many attempts that have been 
ised aright, they might have Aa u S htnIn ga do the will of God!” made in a11 ages to construct the Christian charac- 
i of the virtuous and the in- --_ ter ’ omittlD g sympathy. It has produced numbers 
;“w d .h im ° f thC „ rds. Heeds 
head-long race to destruction.. recommend him but his wealth?—Ah? beware— 
We are all aware how strong any habit may the gilded bate sometimes covers the barbed hook, 
become by indulgence, and how few inducements Ask not if he has wealth, but if he has honor. 
there are for the moderate drinker to refrain from _ , , ,__ 
his cups,—save those which his own .heart and Kind words are the brightest flowers of earth’s 
reason dictate, — and how many to continue on in existence; they make a paradise of the humblest 
evil. Saloons of the worst description, although home the world can show. 
