MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMULI NEWSPAPER. 
AUGUST 7. 
THE WIFE. 
BY WM. H. TAPPING. 
She who Bleeps upon my heart 
Was the first to win it; 
She who dreams upon my breast 
Ever reigns within it. 
She who kisses oft my lips, 
Wakes their warmest blessing; 
She who rests within my arms 
Feels their closest pressing. 
Other days than these shall come, 
Days that may be dreary— 
Other hours shall greet us yet. 
Hours that may be weary; 
Still this heart shall be thy throne, 
Still this breast shall be thy pillow; 
Still these lips shall meet thine oft, 
As billow meeteth billow. 
Sleep, then, on my happy heart, 
Since thy love hath won it— 
Dream, them on my loyal breast, 
None but thou has done it; 
And when age our bloom shall change, 
With its wintry weather, 
May we in the self-same grave 
Sleep and dream together. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MT CHILDHOOD’S HOME. 
In a sequestered spot, shaded by two gigantic 
oaks with outspread branches, as if to shield it 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker 
FARMERS AND THEIR WIVES. 
Said a young person to a lady, who sat holding 
her child, “Now what good is all your education 
going to do you? You have Bpent so much time 
in study, graduated with high honors, learned 
music and painting, and now only married a farm¬ 
er. Why did you not teach school, or do some¬ 
thing to benefit the world with your talents; or, if 
you chose to marry, why not take a teacher, a cler¬ 
gyman, or some professional man? But, as it is, 
you did not need so much learning for a rural life.” 
The lady replied, “You do not look very far into 
the future. Do you see this boy on my lap? I need 
all the study, all the discipline, both of mind and 
body, that I could possibly get, in order that I may 
train him aright You see, I have the first im¬ 
pressions to make on the fair blank of his pure 
heart, and unless my own mind was first cultiva¬ 
ted, my own heart first purified, how could I well 
perform the task now placed before me? And, be¬ 
sides, do you not suppose that farmers have hearts 
like other men, tastes just as pure, because they 
hold the plow, and till the soil for their support?— 
Do you not suppose their minds are just as suscep¬ 
tible of cultivation and expansion as other men? 
Have they no love of the beautiful, in their nature 
or art? Cannot good paintings be just as much 
admired on their walls as others, or does the eve¬ 
ning hour never pass as pleasantly with them, when 
they gather around the piano after the day’s labor 
is finished? Ah, my young friend you have made 
a sad mistake in your reckoning. 
Of all occupations, give me that of a farmer. It 
THE OLD COTTAGE CLOCK. 
Oh! the old, old clock, of the household stock, 
Was the brightest thing and the neatest; 
Its hands, though old, had the touch of gold, 
And its chimes rang still the sweetest, 
’Twas a monitor, too, tho’ its words were few, 
Yet they lived, though nations altered; 
And its voice, still strong, warned old and young 
When the voice of friendship faltered. 
“ Tick, tick,” it said—“ quick, quick to bed, 
For ten I’ve given warning; 
Up, up and go, or else, you know, 
You’ll never rise soon in the morning!” 
A friendly voice was that old, old clock, 
As it stood in the corner smiling, 
And blessed the time with a merry chime, 
The wintry hours beguiling; 
But a cross old voice was that tiresome clock, 
As it called at daybreak boldly, 
When the dawn looked grey o'er the misty way, 
Unless you’re up soon in the morning. 
Slill hourly the sound goes round and round, 
With a tone that ceases never; 
While tears are shed for the bright days fled, 
And the old friends lost forever! 
Its heart beats on—tho' hearts are gone 
That warmer beat and younger; 
Its hands still clasped, tho’ hands we love 
Are clasped on earth no longer; 
“Tick, tick,” it said; “to the churchyard bed; 
The grave hath given warning: 
Up, up, arise, and look to the skies, 
And prepare for a heavenly morning!” 
from the impending storm 'stood mv onttniro is the most healthful, his life is freer from care, his 
home The AfAlA 7 g ? sleep is sweeter, his treasures safer. A farmer need Writtenfor Moore ' s New-Yorker. * ueave8 WUU , U8 - inen finau we De m8 oeuer nainre ™isperea, that this was not love, 
ome. The little wicket gate opened on a gravel no tu t u B |. m . f f „ , , WTTP1RP! HAST TTHIH fTFAYUTi rrnmvc found worthy to walk in white, with crowns upon it was self-interest. 
w. k, hemmed in on either .Me by bed,; ” £JSJ” CU ™ D T °' My ! our Head, and palm, in oor h.„a 8 , worthy to sing Lucv felttha, he had withdrawn from her « nor. 
while here and there the modest violet peeped Ar? 1 . *°t so with ahnost any tradesman, .--- praises unto our God forever and ever. tion of his confidence therefore sh7 was more 
out from beneath the dark, green foliage. The mecba “ ic » or professional man. They have more It was harvest time in Judea. The morning Rush, N. Y., 1858. C. L.G. reserved on the subject 'of her men affairs 
blushing rose hid behind the tall lilac and the lilv or ess to with the world at large, and have all sun had just climbed the eastern hills, and viewed-- — . , . .„ 
swayed to and fro by the passing breeze, looked manner of P ersons to deal with, so that they have in bis first golden, rosy beams, earth seemed GOOD HUMOR He wished, if possible to have the matter settled 
haughtily down on her sister flowers The jessa need of the patience of a JoB to live. They are blooming in Eden beauty everywhere. All over __ ' bcf 1 retu ™’ for thon g b she loved Celeste, 
mine and honeysuckle clung carelessly to the dark wellaware ’ the Y most not freely speak their minds those wide extended plains and fertile valleys, rich Among all the essentials of success in the school- 7 “£ W consider the match an 
wooden trellis, and shaded the quaint old windows’ at a y times, if they do they will lose custom, for fields of golden grain nodded and rustled in the room, none perhaps is more important or more dif- AA f,° ne ° r im " , 
the hare-bell, filled with the morning dew and ?® y depend u P on tbe P eo P le for a living, there- gentle breeze, as if inviting the husbandman forth, ficult of possession at all times, than good humor. . "is mother was somewhat surprised at his choice, 
glistening in the sunbeam, nestled closely bv’their /A tbey are lhe servante of alL Then what can to gather in the fruits of his spring-time labors. If the teacher has this quality naturally, the love . Ut gave ber C8nseat . and he declared his wishes 
side. be desired more, what is more peaceful, prosper- The beautiful flowers lifted their heads, and opened of mischief, carelessness and inattention which he t0 MrS> Hknry ’ She was much pleased, and 
There was no verandah, with its long corridors oua ’ lyoaest ’ faithful and happy than a farmer’s their eyes to welcome the returning light-dew- will surely find in every school, in a greater or less P™ mi8ea to intercede for him, though she con- 
oti/i ___,_ . wife?” n v nr drons ^listened nn loaf sm/i _v, _.•> i_... _ sidered his success as certain. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
WHERE HAST THOff GLEANED TO-DAY? 
It was harvest time in Judea. The morning 
I see them now, a goodly band; they who have TOO LATF 
finished their earth-work, and at the close of the _ 
day of life await the appearing of their Lord and [Concluded from page 260, this No.] 
Master He come?, and of each demands--* Mortal H e would have been glad had Celeste been 
where bast thou gleaned to-day?- A pale browed more womanly, more intellectual Her compan- 
man, with thoughtful, earnest mien, makes answer, ionship was never a tax upon his mind, he had 
that in darkest climes, where degrading heathen- rather to simplify his thoughts to her comprehen- 
lsm and cruel superstition hold their most despotic sioD, and to devise simple pleasures for her amuse- 
sway, he has essayed to find some germ of unde- ment. Sometimes this wearied him, and he would 
veloped good ; some golden grains amid the compare her to Lucy, wishing that she was a little 
gathered dust of ages; some souls he might win more like her. 
from death to life, and pointing to the dusky forms « But,” he said to himself, «I cannot expect her 
bowed around him, he says-“these are they.” to be perfect If she is deficient in intellectual 
Another replies, that with earnest endeavor he has faculties it is doubtless for want of cultivation, and 
sought out the haunts of vice, the abodes of it shall be my delight to foster them in her. I 
wretchedness, the victims of oppression. He has should not, because I have been so highly favored 
alleviated pain and suffering, soothed the sorrow- in a sister, compare all women to her. True, Lucy 
ing, reclaimed the wandering, brought hope to the j s a noble woman, but she is not just what I want 
desparing. The blessings of the poor, the unfortu- for a wife. With her active mind and energy of 
nate, the despised all over the earth,—“ these,” he character, she would never let me rest. I should 
says, “aie my treasures. ’ A faithful mother, be perpetually striving to reach her standard, 
pointing to her children, responds that for these There is, too, another consideration, and one not to 
she has gleaned in the broad fields of physical, be overlooked by a young man in my position._ 
mental, and moral life, that they might be fed with Celeste has birth and station to recommend her, 
the choicest fruits of each, with food suitable for enhanced by grace and beauty, which would be. 
the proper growth and perfect development of come a palace. Lucy has neither of these, yet I 
their three fold natures. Ye have wrought well, say it not disparagingly, for such a soul as hers is 
the Master replies, “enter ye into the joys of your above things like these. 
Lord.’ The pearly gates open wide to receive Oar space will not admit of long details. We 
them, and they enter into their rest. must sketch in a few words the events of months. 
May you and I, dear reader, so glean, that when Lucy and Addison corresponded, but for some 
the summons comes to return, we may go, not reason Addison had almost ceased to mention the 
empty handed, hiding our faces in shame and con- name of Celeste. Yet who could rejoice more 
fusion from the great eye of Omniscience, but deeply in his happiness than Lucy? Perhaps his 
hasten with joy to meet the coming of our Lord, conscience told him that she would know, even as 
bearing onr sheaves with us. Then shall we be bis better nature whispered, that this was not love, 
found worthy to walk in white, with crowns upon it was self-interest. 
our heads and palms in our hands, worthy to sing Lucy felt that he had withdrawn from her a por- 
praises unto our God forever and ever. 
Rush, N. Y., 1858. C. L. G. 
GOOD HUMOR, 
Among all the essentials of success in the school- 
tion of his confidence, therefore she was more 
reserved on the subject of her own affairs. 
He wished, if possible, to have the matter settled 
before her return, for though she loved Celeste, 
he was sure that she would consider the match an 
unsuitable one for him. 
His mother was somewhat surprised at his choice, 
and broad steps ) no massive knocker swung Lima N y is r s 
against the old oaken door to tell us that a stranger ima ’ 1 ’ 
was there. By a simple step and gentle rap the PT1TTrflTTni 
visitor gained entrance into a small entry-way, ^HUGAilU] 
with a door opening on the one side into a large Consider 
sitting-room, while on the other was a little parlor. _ bje t f 
No portraits of the great, but the images of the Rev J iew ga 
home circle hung on those dark papered walls. r et it y 
There, too, was the old-fashioned fire-place, where 
(drops glistened on leaf and spray —gay birds degree, will put his good humor to the test, espe- h,s success as certain - 
caroled on every bough—the wild bee hummed cially as his head cannot always be free from pain Celeste was sweet tempered and amiable, she 
merrily by—the little brooks glided along, dancing nor his body from weariness. ’ was nevertheless firm and self-willed. She would 
EDUCATION OF WOMEN FOR EMPLOYMENT. and singing as they went, in very glee—the great We do not mean by the term which we have bave ADDia0N Br ™e. She did not care that 
7 river gave forth an under tone of joy, rich and full: used, that everlasting, meaningless smirk which we fo1 b ‘ m > snapping her pretty fingers. She did not 
Considerate attention has been called to this all nature, animate and inanimate, rejoiced and have sometimes seen on teachers’ faces. Neither W&Dt t0 b ® engaged ’ and did not know as she ever 
subject of late m England. Tne Englishwoman’s with her thousand melodious voices, jeins in an do we mean that the teacher is never to speak re- Sb ° uld be ’ but if Bbe ev . er wa9 ’ ft would be to 
eview says. > anthem of praise to Him, who giveth both the provingly, perhaps sometimes severely. Y r ea he ^ on 1 sin Harry, a young lieutenant in the navy.— 
Let it ever he borne in mind by those to whom seed-time and harvest. mavhfi nhliVp8 *n miminictm. So Addison must needs take “No” for an answer. 
may be obliged to administer stern discipline, even 
1 an answer, 
I often sat with my fond parents and loved brothers A- . 8 P°“ 8lMlt y of a woman -a edu- Yet still, in that glad time of plenty, there were with the rod. But we do mean that state of mind 81 ° Ce m B P lta ° f sodding and coaxing from 
and sisters, before the blazing fire, while the cold , .f. U 1S ° n tb A paren } 8 A the female homes that were desolate, and hearts that were which should proceed from a real love of his bu- “ amma > and P^ading and sighs from him, she was 
wintry winds howled without and made merry °* al1 a 1 • ese responsibilities fall—that woman, sad. In a humble cottage, a mother and daughter siness and of his pupils, from making due allow- ‘“m™! \ n, , , 
with the casements. q y w th man, has to labor for her bread; that were seated at their frugal morning repast Tho ance for annoyances and delinquencies from which The shock, like some other shocks, brought him 
A path leading from the gravel walk led the tion^n hw !i° ClaUBe . °/ Bxemp ' traces of tears were on their cheeks, and they ate he cannot reascmab! Y ex P e ct to be wholly free, and TA 8CDses - The first indication was surprise on 
WAV hv nnrmmhprpH flntenr-Vio/la ^^_r tion in her favor, that the further a State has ad- j n silence, each busv with her nwniLnr,,.!,*,, /u.- 6 from not expecting more of Hn.lioUrfl A flndin S b °w little the disappointment affected his 
TheSefaC ? g W eye-alone in the This stale of mind will save its happy possessor ^ is an old saying, with some truth in it, but*as 
path led, shaded on either side by tall trees laden R , g . I ... orou G% recognized, arm to protect or provide for them-no gentle from all peevishness, all whiting and snappish re- 80 ADDy ® 0N Bnrvived 
with golden fruit, to the brook, which flowed Boys educated with a regard to some partic- voice to whisper to them of hope-no tears of marks to his scholars; even if he is obliged to ad- 8 e ’ a PP arent] y uulD Jured. The next mdi- 
Binoothly along, ruffled only by the little pebbles ular calhag °r profession. But girls? With what sympathy to mingle with their own;-the great minister the sternest discipline, he will do it in “f BCD . se ’ to / eel rather glad > 
that lay scattered here and there about the bottom T W ^ ^ taugM? . Is not their cducation to ° future >l in g before them all dark and drear, o’er- such a 8 P irit that Permanent resentment can hard- * , b ’ . tb 1 had refused him. The 
On its banks the willows grew, while the water- °? U>n ( . amere v8neer of empty accomplishments?— shadowed by the griefs and fears which had ^ follow it, for the pupil will see that it is doue ^ ^ v° f , LuCT “ ore affectionately 
lily floated beneath their shade. Ar * lbey not taught, inferentially if net directly, gathered like storm-clouds above their pathway — f r° m a sense of duty and a regard for his own 1 r > and to Wlsb 8be would come home. The 
lily floated beneath their shade. ’ * ' Ar ® lbey not taught, inferentially if not directly, gathered like storm-clouds above their pathway — fl ' o m a sense of duty and a regard for his own l an 8ver > and to wish she would come home. The 
A solitary board formed a foot-path across the th ^\ It t0 b ! R8eless -t bat to be earnest is it strange they were silent and sad? But sud- good ’ If the teacher possesses such a spirit, he is [ “ JIJ?' d a re J D J ° f ber ’ and reca11 their former 
brook to another of my retreats—“ the old aud banlworking, isito be unattractive—^that labor denly a joy-gleam brightened the eyes of the gentle better fitted to grapple with any difficulty which , , nd tiy to remember how she had 
sassafras.” Beneath its sacred shade reposed the 18 not for , them ’ At last ’ b °wever, comes the day Ruth, as she said—“ Mother, I will glean to-day may P resent itself, while by its loss he can gain no + 1P d j towards lnm. He put his own construc- 
lovely form of my mother, and often until the pale of reckomng ’ ^ heir 60u '' ce ol 8U PP° r * 13 dned U P. mid the reapers in the harvest field,” and girding P os3ible advantage. n . raat ^ r ’ and various llttle mcidents of 
orb of night, with her countless train, rode forth f ° P -i Cl «. k - 1Un8 d °\ n ‘ , T 16 b . ead of the on her summer mantle, she went forth to her selL We doubt not tbat a11 teachers will agree with _ ° ln . tbe mselve8, assumed a new signifi- 
in all her splendor, did I, with my Lie sisters ^ Hl8 1Rcome ^ hlch ™ appointed toil, strong in the might of a mothers us tbat i4 is D0 8ma11 ma it^ to maintafn perma- i T? Am ° Dg tbe f’ the 8CenC in the 
linger around that lonely mound. Until the death llliTtahm Theya [ 8 saddenly called blessing, and her own consciousness of right and mmtly this invaluable frame of mind; and we think g a - d f n > ,ier emotion on seeing the miniature, stood 
of our mother our home circle had Ken £ tSSOX Wbat 8aa they do? dut y. All day she labored diligently, unSnL, they will be equally unanimous in the opinion that be tboagb t he 
broken chain. This sad event cast a gloom over * already over-ciowded market as until night’s deepening shadows warning her to could tbey acc °mplish such a result, it were a Rndeistood he ^’ She had Ion K suspected his at- 
my life, and often led me to exclait: 6 "" ?!“ 2? ^uru, she retraced her steps homeward/ In the ‘'consummation devoutly to be wished ”-E. C. H., ^ 
of our mother our home circle had been one un¬ 
broken chain. This sad event cast a gloom over 
my life, and often led me to exclaim: 
“ Oh! life’s a dreary waste, mother, 
My heart feels sad and lone ; 
I miss thy smiles, thy angel looks,— 
They tell me thou art gone! 
I look around and see young hearts 
All rife with pleasure bright; 
But oh I there’s none for me, mother, 
My soul seems veiled in night.” 
for anythiug else The, take on, terms the, con eangM-np corner of her mantle, ehe bore man, a “ 
get, for the, muet live, and so down fall, the rate c ,„ 8 ,er of the golden grain, the plenteon, “.“e of -—- 
of governess remuneration; and a a matte,-ing cda. a earne>t toIl Withoutthecottage door her THE LESSON OF THE SICK KOOIL 
cation .» imparted on cheap terms-an edneatton mothe r wait, her coming, meets her, and imprinm -- 
that is almost afiaud, and the miacrable imparters a ti, 3 n pon her brow, inquiring in tones of tender Ko wonder ,he " lck room and the lazaretto have 
of the smaller reap a wretched living. Is this an solicitude,-" Where iuw thou gleaned to-dav 
overdrawn picture? daughter!’! b 
But these misfortunes need not to have been—at . . 
His fifth symptom, a very decided one, probably 
the crisis, was to think what a fool he had been, 
what a prize he had well nigh thrown away, and to 
hope it was not quite lost. 
Having gone thus far, he might be said to have 
Time passed the world seeming to us sad and any rate, without alleviation. There is an over- gpo ‘ke7kindi^ creeds and a11 Philosophers are as one; here, at The letter was answered by her arrival. Her 
dreary, without any event to cheer onr loneliness, abundance of female labor, it is true; but it is fi ld with bis 0 ’maidens and^isd or 7 Tr least, the conscience will not be dogged by doubt, greeting was so kind, she looked so well and happy 
until one winters evening my father brought to nevertheless possible that other channels of occu- the benign impulse will not be checkfd by adverse that the thermometer of Addison’s hopes went up 
his heart and home a fair young creature. She pation will open, as women are educated and ready theory; here you may begin to act|without settling to 96° or more. But atmospheric changes are not 
was not handsome, but from her mild eye, shaded to follow them. And it is undoubted that the .T/L / 7 kneei together, returning one p™ liminary questiom To moisten that suffer more 8uddeB and violent than those which the 
torth D a g h U r °7 CbCek8 ’ bea “ ed “ mind might ’ and 6hould be > more P re P ar cd U pon their benefacto/ S S1DgS er’s parched lips through the long night-watches, feelings underg0 ’ He lo3 ‘ time in confiding to 
frtba r M f fl Ji Her dark aabum bair for adverse circumstances, than it is now the fash- ' to bear up the drooping head, to lift the helpless her sympathizing heart the feelings which had held 
covered a brow fair to look upon. A heart pure ion to prepare it—^that a woman can be provided e aie gleaners all, dear reader. Life is the H m ba to divine the want that cannot find utterance sway with him since they parted, 
and spotless heat within her gentle breast; and in with an education, on the wings of which she can sbort ’ P recious harve3t tiiae - and tbe harvest field ^yond the feeble motion of the hand or beseech- To speak plainly, he made a full confession and 
her we soon found a dear, confiding mother, soar above adversity-that the lessons she learns world, where truth and error, joy and sorrow, ing glance of the eye-these are offices that de- besought at Lucy Ashley’s hands forgiveness for 
When the palsied hand of sickness was laid heavily can be thorough, earnest, and sound, and not hope and despair, love and hatred, stern oppres- mand n0 self-questioning, no casuistry.no assent bis errors and the 8 ift 8f her love now become 
npon us, her own willing hand ministered to onr empty, superficial and idle—that if she have the S10n and meek-eyed gentleness, flourish side by to proposition* no weighing of consequences — his S reatest desire - 
every want, and often have I watched her as she heart and the will, the means should not be with- Bid f’ by the 8ame 8un and same rain Withiu the {on ’ walls where the stir and glare ‘of She listened as if scarcely comprehending him, 
bent over my littie brothers and sisters, and held from her. When she is thus armed, it will be which falls a ike upon the evil and the good. Then the world are shut out, and every voice is subdued hut her cheek grew paler and paler, her white firm 
proffered the cooling draught to their parched and hard, indeed, if no opportunity for remunerative shou f ld glean W18ely and well, separating with _ where a hnman be i ng i ies prostrate thrown on H T S refused their utterance at first, then in a low, 
fevered lips, with such beautifui;tenderness, that I toil open before ber. careful hands the wheat from the tares; lest when the tender mercies of jf ig f J th ’ . . , J® choking voice, she said, 
was compelled to love and reverence—almost -«—*■--— the winnowing time cometh our treasures shall be f , . , , “Too late' Too late'” 
worskip-her. W e felt as though were we to spend WOMEN. swept aw„ leaving upturnlshed and destitute, «““m p llol“ cSZTtfST E “» '»» ^ 
onr whole live, ,n he, behalf, we could not repay - to try the winter of etern.ty. At early morn, while ^ it, passiop awed Tnto aeqnts' " I have loved you — that is past. I am engaged 
her undying love, for she brought light, and joy, D’Israeli, speaking of the society of refined and yet 0001 sbades and dew a are round our way, should y P gi 1 ’ q t0 another.” 
and love to our home. Thus passed five short charming women, says:-“It is an acquaintance we g0 f° rtb to labor, stopping not to gather plea- Ag feend over J tfae gick b P aR ^ it was true. A young man with whom she had 
years of my life; to me they were but so many which, when habitual, exercises a great influence 8ur8 s bn f blooming flowers, to twine wreaths to h t d channel of oitv of na met while absent > bad loved her and asked her as 
days-“too bright to last” over the tone of the mind, even if it does not pro- deck b ™^ which shall fade and wither in the bls Wife ’ He was every way worthy. She had 
* * * * * * duce anymore violent effects. It refines taste, fierce glare of the noonday sun. We should hasten cho king drift of’our quarrels onr debates our wit hdrawn the heart, once so nearly thrown away, 
Years had passed. I stood beside the sick quickens the perception, and gives, as it were, a onward, trusting for guidance and strength in Him wonld . b ° e wisdo m and our ctmorous selfish de and given it into his keeping. They but awaited 
° f 7 l m °w than motber ’” Her Pale face grace and flexibility to your intellect” Some- who is all-wise and all-powerfull: so shall we be 5 This blessing of serene freedom from the Ml- s. Bruce’s consent to complete their union. 
andda7 a h n e d ar f e,t Wher6 tbG writo remar kstbat ’ “-enare ^d into richestfields of ripest grain. If we waste Addison disappointed this time, hut he was 
ana day, ana felt that her days on earth were few. as much stimulated to mental effort by the svmi)athv the morning hours in idleness, or in gathering Q . a « , . qdA _ 
Cohsumptien in It, >o„t form had new taken of the gentler sett, aa by the deSreof ""to onrselves the rubbiah, the traw, the chi If »f mercy, and , 00 'sonroo ,0 ffiot sweet ealm a m a „ an d b h q shoo d. He gave 
hold of her. Our hope wa, gone. Morning and fame. Women tA more disposed to !ppree“re worlffl, wealth and honors of error tmd super- !‘’ ch “ ot ?“ ? e watcher “ h<l ZleM .0 her at ce ( bt ? tr’, 
niirbt fminri n= of Low . 1 aitpicoiaue * . , 1 , even when the duties there are of a hard and ter- agreeable to her advice, nought out another love, 
hearts that aJ we coulf dofortoJ' ° Ur , W ° f mtelleCtual superiority than men ’ or - at 8 !‘ ; A ff g f ’ Wltb bu A 8 rible kind.-£?&«’. Scene, of Clerical Life. one who nearly united the most admirable quali- 
A ^ 80ald d0 for . ^at sainted one least, they are as often captivated by the noble the P are g ra m of truth, wisdom, virtue, then at ---- 7Je ‘ ties of the first two. and married tost as neonle 
solicitude,—“ Where hast thou gleaned to-day my 80 often been a refuge from the tossings of intel- returned to fal1 consciousness, and his first act was 
daughter?” ’ lectual doubt— a place of repose for the worn and t0 yvri t e an affectionate letter to Lucy, begging her 
The simple story is soon told; how the master had W0U “ ded “ ere * du V abo " t aI > ^ ‘°,T T Wl,,,, : Ut , her ' 
choking voice, she said, 
“Too late! Too late!” 
“How, Lucy? How too late?” he cried. 
could not bring back the rose of health. 
The sun had sunk to rest; the pale stars shone manners and the charms of persons.” 
manifestations of genius, as by the fascinations of n00n tide He shall give thee rest,—rest beneath the 
cooling shade, and beside crystal fountains, and or a cbeat The fruit which follows the flower 
ren when the duties there are of a hard and ter- agreeable to her advice, nought out another love, 
ble kind.— Elliott's Scenes of Clerical Life. one wbo nearly united the most admirable quali- 
---- ties of the first two, and married, just as people 
Beauty is always a charm. It may be a fortune marry every day. 
mother^ fell SL ^ \ eveRmg - wbe n my And Sidney Smith saysAmong men of sense He shall refresh our weary, thirsty spirits, with gives character to the tree. A sweet, gentle Reader, I have done; and yet methinks I hear you 
wAktoa » RLrS _ JfL 8 P that knows and liberal politeness, a woman who has success- bread from Heaven, and water from the River of heart, crimsoning with its modest blush the face of say, “ Where is the moral?” Pardon the omission, 
Tile resinv on Zr ZTfT* H ^ f “ lly cultivated her mind - witboat diminishing the Life. And, if we have labored faithfully through beautyj is that finer touch which God impressed and I will confess that I do not see any. Perhaps 
w Lr/af/ T P : ce ‘ Wefollowed ber t0 gentleness and propriety of her manners, is always the later hours of the day, at eventide he shall upon human naturej wben be took a rib ^ it is too finely sifted in, to be perceptible. But in 
her last resting-place, under the sassafras tree; and Bure to meet with a respect and attention border- lead us home in pleasant paths, through green, side of Ad and of it made a woman lieu thereof I will make this remark: - That any 
now flowers bloom above her grave, watered by ing on enthusiasm.” fields, far from the dusty highway. Ambrosial ___ one, at whatever time of life, who marries from in- 
the tears ot loved ones. But we mourn not for Again, another writer observes that, “Of all fragrance fresh from heavenly flowers, and celestial They who read about everything are thought to terested and selfish motives, without due regard to 
•A W1 . °J U , °? 6 * be bad as in her long other views a man may, in time, grow tired, but in music, in many a cadance soft and low, from angel understand everything, too, but it is not always so. unity and congeniality, marries too late for happi- 
lllness to look beyond the gra ve. t he countenances of women there is a variety choirs, shall be wafted to ns upon the evening air, Reading furnishes the mind only with the materials ness. 
liaon, N. Y., 1858. Nkllib M. which sets satiety at defiance. ‘The divine right while bright glimpses of the better land shall steal of knowledge, it is thinking that makes what we -_ 
of beauty,’says Junius,‘is the only divine right a entrancingly npon the vision, all lulling us into read ours. We are of the ruminating kind, and it A man whose mind is trained to find happiness 
True faith is twilight, the assurance of faith is man can acknowledge, and a pretty woman the sweet forgetfulness of pain and weariness, as we is not enough to cram ourselves with a great load in doing good, almost always has the means of hap- 
snnshine. Dr. Gumming. only tyrant he is not authorized to resist.’ ” journey towards our spirit home. of collections—we must chew them over attain. niness at comma*,! 
illness to look beyond the grave. 
Wilson, N. Y., 1858. 
sunshine. — Dr. Gumming. 
only tyrant he is not authorized to resist.’ ” 
of collections—we must chew them over again. 
A man whose mind is trained to find happiness 
in doing good, almost always has the means of hap¬ 
piness at command. 
