MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
NOV. 27. 
COTTAGE BONG. 
BT J O H ft' 8. 
Wk'ti » cottage clothed with ro*e&, 
Near & wood 
Where the Binging birds of summer 
Nest and brood; 
There in early spring the daisies 
Gem the god, 
Looking up to heaven above them, 
And to God. 
There in holy calm we worship 
One above, 
Through his works that all around ns 
8peak his love ; 
Read we there his will in every 
Rock and tree, 
While his blessing* fall upon ns 
Rich and free. 
Beautiful the morniDg sunlight 
Cometh there, 
Crowning Nature at her early 
Morning prayer; 
And at evening, when the twilight 
Closeth round, 
Still, devoutly at her worship, 
Is she found. 
We are not alone, for angels 
Come and go, 
Walking often through our cottage 
To and fro; 
Promising to gnide and guard ns 
With their love, 
Till we go to live among them, 
Up above. 
8imple life is our*, we foliow 
Nature's way, 
Learning of her truthful lesson 
Day by day ; 
Striving to fulfill our mission,— 
, Doing good : 
Living happy in our cottage 
Near the wood. 
Written for Moore's Rural Now-Yorker. 
VINDICATION OF HOOPS. 
: Amelia does not wear hoops! Is it possible? 
Flow delightfully disappointed “ Truth-Seeker ”, 
must have been to find one woman so sensible as to 
respond to his sentiments! As for ns, we went 
traightway into wonder-land to ascertain if it was 
I my Amema. that we ever knew. But we are confi- 
] dent they all wear hoops. We wear them, too, and 
| wear them not only because they are more con- 
| venientto walk in, and mere comfortable, especially 
; in warm weather, but because they are fashionable, 
l .nd we would not set ourselves up for a model for 
’the world to imitate. We fear that “Truth- 
| 'EEKKR” cherishes a vain hope, namely, that these 
i butterflies are in the last stage of their existence, 
: for “ variety is the spice of life,” in dress as every- 
; thing else, and very soon something new will be 
j introduced, equally absurd, to shock the taste of 
i over-sensitive people. 
But we do not consider ourselves, or all others, 
; who choose to uphold fashion, as mere butterflies, 
i devoid of sense or intelligence, for we have seen 
j » few really sensible women who tolerate the 
j ridiculous fashion. As for the Anti-Hoopologists 
who would find spirits congenial, come to Egypt 
j and tarry awhile on the banks of the Wabash, and 
j here, at least, we will vouchsafe that your sense of 
: propriety will not be shocked by the sight of 
I people who are “greater than God made them.” 
, Prairie Home, HI., 1858. A. B. C. 
A WOMAN’S INFLUENCE. 
Till we go to live amocg'them, ' , ™°u °’ Neal ' t he Yorkville Enquirer, tells 
Up above. !ie folI °wing of Judge William Smith, of South 
j Carolina: 
Nature's way, j He bad tbe rare blessing to win the love of one 
Learning of her truthful lesson tbe P urest > wildest, and best of women, whose 
Day by day ; j character has ever been present to the writer. He 
Striving to fulfill our mission,— married Margaret Duff In the worst days she 
v Doing good : never upbraided him by word, look, or gesture, but 
Living happy in our cottage iways met him as if he was one of the kindest 
Near the wood. J and best of husbands. This course on her part 
j humbled him and made him weep like a child. 
Written for Moore'H Rural New-Yori ‘ ! his sentence, it is hoped, will be remembered 
HOME, SWEET HOME.'' ; was the language of Judge Smith to the friend* 
, ,, , „ already named; and to those who knew the stern 
to IhUWo t 8P Z f ! C , e ° f - 8 Wid<5 W ° rld lending Public character of the character of 
nJoflTri/• ?• f L g r nd Jearn - the Judge, it will teach a lesson of how much a 
hearts o/e’n th n m,n 8 ll “8 with the stranger- pat ient woman’s love can accomplish. He was at 
however e!?,^ What 8 ° u1 ’ laa t reformed by an instance of her patient love 
tZT? l0G8ed by ! m “ that de8tr ° yer Wb08e and devotion, as he himself told it: 
breath is like a poisoned arrow, to leave death and 
desolation in the midst of our dearest affections- ‘‘ The ®y enln 8 ^ ore the Retarii Day of the - ’ - the graves of those we hi 
however its wealth of love may have diminished ol . ^°“ mon Pleas for York dl 8 tnc J; a client the Hudson biveh. Every uakiad passion falls 
by long absence or rouch dofllimr with tbo i a called with fifty notes to be put in suit. Mr. Smith - around us; and we return 
what heart, we say over which docs ncZrf ’ w08 . not in bis office_ he was on what is now Beautiful as a dream! Varied as the crowd- society which surrounds u 
come dear thonchts’of “Home Sweet fashionably called a spree, then a frolic. Mrs. ing memories of a blissful hour! Calm and rip- enlighten or to bless them. 
mmm ttftotoir. Jww* 
1 ■ —- as we now witness, when the sun withdraws his___ 
Written fof Moore’b Rural New-Yorker. propitious light, when the winds arise and the " , „ -■ 
CHILDHOOD. leaves fall, and nature around m 8 emsto sink into F p . 7" r ^ ^ WYorkei ' 
inscribed TO A doved BROTHER. deeay. It is said, in general, to be the season of flaking 10 GO. 
BT HKBKON BELL. melancholy; and if by this word be meant that it by kdward knowlks. 
- is the time of solemn and of serious thought, it is - 
At rosy twilight's hour undoubtedly the season of melancholy; yet it is a * < ^ 8 * res8e< l w *th nameless fears, 
I love to wander back melancholy so soothing, so gentle in its approach nd ha,f ‘ believin g day by day. 
My wayward, devious track, and so prophetic in its influence, that they who And setS W,P r t6 f B ’ 
And feel the gentle power have kaown u feelf instinctive ly, that it is the g ° D ^ ^ ? 
„ ... pu [® pa , ren 81 ove ’ . _ doiDg of God, and that the heart of man is not thus Wher0 ftre the proraise8 to 
Falling like dewg upon each flower finely touched but to fine issues Of grace and strength to help in need ; 
That bloomed beside our garden bow.T ^ 0 but to fine issues. . And all the time I fail to see 
When skies were bright above Wben weout 1Dtotbe fie)ds ln tbe evening of These promises are rich indeed. 
And all was deep, unchanging love. year, a different voice approaches us. We re- 
Ho. front. ,«b root™, ' ° te “ Ofoor^lvM, the .till bat .tt.d, Kj “• 
A. though bat yenterday, ad.aao, of time. A few da,, ago,and tbesommor 1 -ti l do Lt k",“ ' 
Like children grouped in play, ot tbe year was grateful, and every element was What really is for my good. 
And pleasant were our lives, filled with life, and the sun of Heaven seemed to , . ... 
For innocence is bliss, glory in his ascendant He is now enfeebled in Andris *h te . n<i ® d a ™ 8 ’ 
Which age and knowledge oft deprives his power; the desert no more “ blossoms like the Until the time when ’ 
b ::2 h :^r arrirefl - rr Th r ,Dg of joy is 110 more heard among 
Was in itself a world of bliss. fLTZJ T WUh thftt ^ N * T - 1858 * 
foliage which once bespoke the magnificence of--- 
Sweet hours c-f childish glee I summer. Whatever may be the passions which Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
SowTe would'h“i m D b iember 80cie ^ have awakened - we pause amid this appa- THE GOOD WE MIGHT DO. 
wSh naked field and tr^ ^ ZZ'T*'°i ^ 8U d ° WD ^ thG FeiiowP T7~ 
And long for winter's shroud ; lodge'• of the wayfaring man in the wilderness,” fellow Pilgrims, did you ever think of the 
Each changing, clouded sky we and we feel that all we witness is the emblem of amount of good you might do in your journey 
Watched with deep anxiety— our ewn fate. Such also in a few years will be our this transitory world? Did yon ever re- 
Then shout and laugh aloud own condition. The blossoms of our spring, the d f ct n P on Purpose for which existence is 
When snow came for the old year's shroud. pride of our summer, will also fade into decay; S iven? Has the serious question of what it is to 
And When the hours of D ight and the P uIse which notv beats high with virtuous live ’ and move . a ^d have your being, ever been the 
Locked up the gates of day, or with vicious desire, will gradually sink, and i^ eme of deep, continued meditation during the 
And shed a silv'ry ray then must stop forever. We rise from our medita- few short years spent upon the earth? Or, has 
From heaven's starry height tions with hearts softened and subdued, and we re- y f ar after y ear rolled b y> in time’s unconscious 
Too beautiful for words ; turn into life as into a shadowy scene, where we without your asking, “from whence did I 
si e the hearthstone s cheerful light have “ disquieted ourselves in vain.” come? whither am I tending? where am I going?” 
Labor ana care took r8pia fiitfht. xr „ r* i ° 
And sweeter than the birds’ Yet a few year8 ’ we think - and aU that now bless, lt may be that your calling has occupied all your 
First spring-song, fell our parents’ words. or a11 tbat 110 w convulse humanity, will also have hours save those which nature demands for repose. 
'Tis sweet at evening’s hour perished. The mightieBt pageantry of life will Perad ' ventnre the exigencies of worldly affairs 
In solitude to pmder ' pass—the loudest notes of triumph or of conquest ha ! e kept a11 yonr P owerfl engaged in their service, 
And, as in childhood,’wander will lie silent in the grave; the wicked, wherever , ’ eYe . n when the mind would revert to tbe P rob - 
And pluck a withered flower active, “ will cease from troubling,and the weary, em 0 . * ^ ie m y s ^ er ^ es connected with mun- 
From memory’s sacred urn, wherever suffering, “will be at rest” Under an dane ex i®fe n ce,—you turned a deaf ear to the 
And tread in youth's enchanted bower, impression so profound we *eel our own hearts warnin R 8 of c °nscience, and paused not a moment 
Where pleasures shed their genial power better. The cares, the animosities, the hatreds to hear , ita kind pleadings in your behalf. 
The^vree'test^ems in'memory's um. whick Society may have engendered, sink unper- ? | Ia ^ aa '; atio " a1 ’ being ’ aad in order 
Prairie Cottage, in., 1868. ceived from our bosom®- In the general desola- * know knd acknowledge his duty and responsi- 
* * , , __tion of nature we feel the littleness of our own blllty ’ ke mnst; P an8e & nd meditate. Bear with us, 
Written for Moom's Rma! New-Yorker. look forward to that kindred even- !' eader ’ while { we v ° ffer some suggestions concern- 
LINGERINGS WITH NATURE -No Tir ing which time must bring to all—we anticipate ,n K «nr mission here. Let us take for our starting 
_ ' ' the graves of those we hate, as of those we love. P 01Et tbe simple inquiry found in the shorter 
THE HUDSON bivek. Ever y unkind passion falls with the leaves that fall Catecbis m. 80 P ,a 'n that the mere child can com- 
- around us; and we return to our homes and to tbe P rebend it: — For what purpose was man ere 
Beautiful as a dream! Varied as the crowd- society which surrounds us, with the wish only to ated ? ^ ns - —ToglorifyGoDandenjoyhimforever. 
g memories of a blissful hour! Calm and rip- enlighten or to bless them. This definite reply gives ns the key by which we 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
FEARING TO GO. 
BY EDWARD KNOWLES. 
Am I distressed with nameless fears. 
And half-believing day by day, 
When I should wipe away these tears. 
And see God smiling on the way ? 
Where are the promises to me 
Of grace and strength to help in need ; 
And all the time I fail to see 
These promises are rich indeed. 
God ! prone to doubt and wander so, 
My duty here half-understood, 
I must confess I do not know 
What really is for my good. 
Take me in thine extended arms, 
And fold me to thy loving breast. 
Until tbe time when false alarms 
Shall not disturb this peaceful rest. 
Wilson, N. Y., 1858. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorkar. 
THE GOOD WE MIGHT DO. 
Fellow Pilgrims, did you ever think of the 
come dear thoughts of “Home Sweet Home?” ul,cu a mrs. mg memories oi a dhssiqi nour: uaim and rip- emigntenorto bless them. ucuu «e repiy gives us tne Key by which we 
The wanders- «r r Smith received the notes and sat down in the pling as the tide of pleasant thoughts and glad If there were no other effects, my brethren of ma Y unlock the door of wisdom, and get access to 
... . f . ’ . IC ‘ ! ,om 118 at iei 8 house, office to the work of issuing the writs and emotions! Bright as the glittering dew-drop upon such appearances of nature upon our minds they tbe ncheststores of knowledge. Now, if we would 
, ne “. E P° n whom to lean with trust and processes. She spent the night at work—Mr. the morning flower,—a clear, dark eye in the glow- would still be valuable —they would teach us know b °w to glorify Him, let us read His Word.— 
ZnTk.v v UrS f hlch , even the Smith in riotons liviQ K- daylight, on his way ing face of peerless Nature. Who can revel in humility, and with it they would teach us charity No better P ortion of tbe Sacrad Volume could be 
. ‘ 3 'uown, when the soul, distrust- home from his carousals, lie saw a light in his its ever fresh beauty and not be inspired with holier —Rev. Archibald Alison. ‘ found as a guide for adoption in life, than one of 
mg its own strength and yearning to nestle in the office, and stepped in, and to his great surprise saw thoughts and impelled to loftier action? It is no-—■— - the Ten Commandments, which says “thou shalt 
? r ?hf° r eC ‘7’ \ n8 [' nCtlV ' ily turns , t0 a tried and his atniable wife > wh0 had Just completed what marvel that the villas of poets and artists throng NOVEMBER. love the Lord tby God with all thy heart, with all 
ai u nen oisie er and protection; amid the ought to have been his work, with her head on the its banks, and that their labors betray the aliment „ _ -— thy strength, and all thy mind, and thy neighbor ss 
weakness of that moment does he not then long table and asleep. His entry awoke her. She told upon which they feed. Where else could thought T (,KOaGK . D * 1EKN J ICE - Eb( L> of tbe Louisville thyself” Once let the race fully comprehend the 
mr the retreat that home affords? How sadden- him wbat she had done, and showed him her be so clear and strong, action so easy and rapid, ^ & Bpirited and ex( l nisite P icture of import of this command, and act upon it-the Mil- 
mg when mingled with these is the thought tha night’s work—fifty writs and processes! This and fancy so swift-winged? Where else such a .. , lenium would soon dawn upon us. But as this is 
.... , , ---- At uuyngui, on nis way mg iace oi peerless Nature, w no can revel m humility, and with it the 
r u 81 neannas known, when the soul, distrust- home irom his carousals, he saw a light in his its ever fresh beauty and not be inspired with holier —Rev. Archibald Alison. 
mg its own strength and yearning to nestle in the office, and stepped in, and to his great surprise saw thoughts and impelled to loftier action ? It is no - 
““ 8 , 0 :, . ^nctively turns to a tried and his amiable wife, who had just completed what marvel that the villas of poets and artists throng NOVE! 
faithful friend for shelter and protection; amid the ought to have been his work, with her head on tbe its banks, and that their labors betray the aliment _ ^ - 
weakness of tuat moment does he not then long table and asleep. His entry awoke her. She told upon which they feed. Where else could thought T GKOaGK . D> 1>KKKTICE . 
Taw volvriol CC -A O Tr < < i* .. t t i « « _ o .Tmimai nl uric o fnirit nri 
November: 
import ot tens command, and act upon it—the Mil¬ 
lenium would soon dawn upon us. But, as this is 
you obey the i 
with fame, and whom honors await on every Williams, ‘he faithfully kept,’and, said the Judge the burden of song and the theme of many a story? ever y Lmb isibare, und his brawny trunk stands in in the passage quoted, viz. — “Love the Lord thy 
land oh, how vain, how empty those glittering to him,‘from that day everything which I touched Could Irving elsewhere have found subjects for K ' oGous majesty, while his head, encircled by a God,” — you will keep His commandments. One 
ban lies, without the calmer, more quiet joys—the turned to gold.’ ‘His entire success in life,’says his fanciful legends and wierd tales, quaint and coronet °* the purple vine and scarlet berries, pro- of these is found in the last clause,—“Love thy 
sweets of home. Who would exchange the affec- CoL Williams, ‘he set down to his faithful ob- old? Where else could Willis and Morris have c fe in)8 bim lbe Ein K of tbe Autumn! Doomed as neighbor as thyself.” A neighbor may be either 
tii.n he possesses in the hearts of those who love servance of this noble promise.’ ” caught their flowing numbers and gentle measures, be * 8 ’ deser ^ ed by b ' 8 dee tiDg brethren, pressed by friend or foe. 
b * m tbere ^ a11 lhe g reatness a “ d vain praises No better eulogy could be pronounced on Mrs. save from the lines of grace and forms of beauty ! be advancin 8 legions of gloomy Winter, he still The good that you might do is now evident If 
ofthewoild? Smith than has just been given in the words of ever visible from their own door steps? Where fe° k9 ‘ ever y inch a king!’ He has gathered about you feel a deep, abiding interest in the welfare of 
The student, striving with loneliness and often ber distinguished husband. The reformation of better could the artists, who linger in their sweet b ’ m b ls vassals, who neither trembles with fear nor those around you, and know in your own soul that 
discouragement in view of the greatness of the such a man as William Smith is a chaplet of glory vine-clad homes, study Nature in her diviner forms? look P ale at tbe portents areund them, but every many are leading a life entirely opposite to that 
task before him, how often, in the midst of busy which few women have been permitted to wear. Even the stolid eye of the uuobserving traveler <>r . ie bas 1brown dovrn bl8 leafy gauntlet and bent standard by which we judge the friends aud enc- 
study does the thought of home and the dear ones To the people of South Carolina, and especially of lightens, as each new winding of the river reveals blH brancby lanc ; e t0 await tbe coming storm!” m ies of God, can you see them journejing on in 
there come over the mind with an overwhelming York district, certainly no stronger argument in beautiful vistas, changing and picturesque as the (l IIfc tben describeH November sinking to repose that road which leads to destruction, without ever 
force. Perchance, as we muse in retirement at fevor of temperance, total abstinence, need be visions of an enchanting day-dream, 
the twilight hour, we think of a home circle, upon given. _ From the broad Tappan Zee to the 
which, if we could but look, it would be tbe 
greatest blessing our lonely hearts would wish. 
But why is home so dear? Why does it throw 
ADVICE TO LADIES, 
- " T ~~ . . LUlun Have the feet well protected, then pay the next d!ed and the 80ul fired throu S h Nature’s melting „ Wh th t . , , . ---^ . . 
’ P h ’ ”7 1,S “” g tl,M tla ' 0f *« ,t<! Tb * '• «■« “ d ele ’ attag the frown- with Soveml ,, he m „ toc ° ““ d P ,° e ; S ha 1 v a e e “ 0 *“ ” e ^ 
the chaimer, and whose pleasures are greater 0 f the vital organs There nhirie th« „ a mg rocks, the distant mountain, the bold hills and . e .. „ AT * / 6 come > them from eternity, and to whom you not even 
“I th “ ff0rd * ? - !»”*«■ It ie from the imprersion made upon three t^tle eloper eugge.t tbegnutd caetle hejontt. mdnm h wo f“ r o{ G ^,’* teo«° h to »°»et of reUgton? rerh.i,e ee.eon. 
visions of an enchanting day-dream. “to the mellow cadence of the Indian Summer, warning them of tbe imminent danger whioh 
From the broad Tappan Zee to the wide stream Znn « ^ rimZIZr'ih »^^ f g ° ! ^ maiJ ! e ’. tb 6 g ° r ' attends their way ward course. Probably there are 
flowing placidly between the lowland banks near g f f th fore8 ^ 8 ’ and ^ be bngbt 8carl et ^ose in your own family,— living under tbe same 
Albany, the heart is warmed, the imagination kin- of V1U ^ 8 ! V 10 g!rt 118 sturdy guard roof that shelters your head,—and , it may be, some 
died and the soul fired through Nature’s melting (<w . 8 ’ ,. D conc u es us ‘ allied to you by tbe strongest ties of affection, who 
and elevating influence. The Palisades, the frown '„ 1 “ t0 , tbe f et8 ldea tbat are verging upon the very brink that separates 
We are bound to it by little cords of love, and 
these are not brittle threads, but twine their deli- 
organs, through the skin, that the shiver comes. toweidn « from a by the order8 ^ thiDg8 
cate fibres around and around us again, until they danger^A'womM beIl f at th ® ° n8G J of Pleasant vagaries of thought come and go* with W8rm thl8 ,a8t an fem Ea I month end make it gor- for past act8 8nd the goft piUow affordB regt “ 
are stronger than flaxen bands or iron chaina 5the effect the flitting g had0 ws, and linger about the tiny ge « a8 ^ .he sunshine which fills the human soul and their proud hearts forbid their telling of the 
Man is a social being, and affection is one of the <>r \ ’ l white-sailed vessels as they gleam in the dewy ^ . f a k’ and 1 lumi “ a f 8 ful ’> strivings of the Spirit What a relief it would be 
noblest attributes of liis nature. Nowhere is it so Indofftoeshtrteeth 8 ! 1 T** C !° t f 1 ! iDg °“ Che8t ’ raornilJ U' A dawning of new mental 1 vision-I brigh f, 8nd beatifi ° kuowled S e of bi8 Eternal if eome friend wonld on , C0m8 t0 their J 
oDDortnuelv otmu _and off goes her teeth into a chatter, and the whole Love - _ 
smooth lawn and skirted by the beautiful stream. 
or of Goa’s providence; he occnr w hen they feel a strong inclination to con- 
in kindness, and his smile can sider this matter—when conscience rebates Ihem 
Man is a social being, and affection is one of the 
noblest attributes of his nature. Nowhere is it so 
opportunely exercised as at home. Others may . . Q „ ' wnoIe dispersing of inward fogs and mists,—a glimpse 
0»e« B . our lore for a time, btt. the., too oft el oTZTZ Z” b »"“ d ">«»- d »» d “>» d offeaH 
prove false and turn coldly from ue; while in the ten o(t hou»auda. Therefore, while the feet are Uli “ tuI gr “‘ ,ia!r of ,ho " gh ' befOTe “ alod - c »“ e 
w ,£! £ forget the chest Theta “ f f “' f “‘ d i 
COURAGE. 
trust them, for they love us-a reason in itself Z Z \ 7. T 7 8 , Ia ° cueBt 111686 
sufficient to prove a safeguard for every ill for point8 a eEQed 10 > tba natural connection of the 
every emergency in life. If we are sick, where ? : ■ 8U ^ 7 tbe r88t - and the woman is ready 
shall we go but to our home? What hands can ^ th ® air ' 5° W let '~ T V1Blt ber neighbors, go 
if some friend would only come to their aid and 
direct, advise, and comfort—pointing them to the 
“Lamb of God that taketh away the sins of the 
world!” 
Think not that religion, however grave the 
-,- * uauuo Bbonpiusr call unon the nonr and ihn <wum L mcni,—mauucueu uy jaise nopes ana em- 
tend us so gently as those we love? Are we in od ofi ’ t or tho fun ofit ’ bittered by unexpected perfidy, find the healing 
sorrow—who can sympathize with ns so fully? KeeD awav from tne stove or re Hater Air+w balm which Nature and Art here offer,— let them 
be^r Wh th bUt 7 ll 0Verl °° k our fanlts and is dry or burnt, more or less changed with gLes dri nk freely of this holy iuspiraiiou and their strug- 
bear with our imperfections? Around that spot evolved by the fuel is poison Gon Rt-.irfnnn S lea with destiny are over, their wounds are healed. 
..WernPoiuU-.WUteore.^ofaueuch.m 
tiful flowers in the garland of memory. 
In helpless infancy, home is the cradle of pro- ^ pent u'p inaMn'e rZ^XinE ^e"»“nVSlStiTg“ S “ his foo^ and so, erect their ways, and save souls from death.”' Who do* 
tection for the tiny visitor to the stranger-land of Fruit will not retain its full form und flavor in air- vivid realiza «° a ! No suggestions of bloody war- aad fearless with.strong heart and ruddy cheek, he not long for the day when every professing Chris- 
eartb. In wayward yontb, it is the safeguard from tight cans; neither will women. They need air fare or ffi « btful massacre linger in the shadowy g ° GS ° U t0 . bis P ,ace at school. _ t,an Wlil be active, zealous agents of God, “going 
the tempter’s power—the haven of rest for the en- If the Hhiver comes on during these operations un nooks or upon the i8laad —gems which bedeck the n 1 ° W ’ whe “ tbe b6r66 wmds of adversi ty blow about doing good,” reasoning with their fellows, 
thusiastic soul In manhood, when mingling with directly and put on something moL about’the 8bicin & wat e r - No memories of desperate mid- T J 0 " f BU ““? r heS . bime d be ‘ telling them of the “Savior they have found”- 
the world in busy duty, it is a retreat for the tired chest. night attack or silent retreat haunt the bold front b fr ° st and Bnow ’ 00 not l m 8 er inactive, or defining the plan of salvation, and the riches of 
and weary mind; aud, basking in the memory of Again, do not live in dark rooms Iivht of Stony Point, or cling to the broad level of 81Bk c Q!wardl y down b Y the way, or turn aside from mercy. It is time for that day, - it should be 
other days, it gains strength for future scenes of the carpet but it feeds the flower NoHvintr Wbite plainB * No oars gently stir the yoar coar8e for momentary warmth and shelter, now. “Procrastination is the thief of time;” and 
life. In old age, it lives in memory, although long mal or vegetable can enjoy health in darkness.’ aild 110 sbar P report rings over the b ^^ b stout heart and firm step, go forward in if many who spend a good portion of this short 
ago it may have ceased to live in reality. If our Light is also necessary is air and « , • grove-dotted banks. God 8 length to vanquish trouble, and to bid de- pilgrimage in waiting for something to “turn up,” 
earthly homes are so dear, how much dearer will LfprSertle, even 2 a^S „f beauty to a Bweet and soothing, inspiriting and nerving & Tr * ^ a t0 be f J ^ rk ’ concert aud 
be our Father’s home, the home of eternal rest in ainklv nalannas «,.. y ’ ron«in<r and .rirprt.fhnnint, - ambitious it is not when ambition is easy, but when unity of action, the blessings of Heaven would 
j ' re with each changing feature of the far-famed We should brave trouble as the New England Think not that religion, however grave the 
u; cos- These g ad8on _ boy braves winter. The school is a mile away over aspect may appear to others, is always unpleasant 
mnection of the Let thoge who are weary of the world) _ those the hill, yet he lingers not by the fire, but with his to them. Think not that your efforts to do all the 
woman is ready who are chafed and 8C0UIged by d i sa9ter ’ and dis . books slung over his shoulder, and hia cap tied good you can will be uufelt and treated with con- 
tr neighbors, go appointment,—maddened by false hopes and em- closel y under bis chiD, he sets forth to face the tempt,—that your best endeavors will fail to be 
walk for the bittered by unex pected perfidy, find the healing 8torm - And when he reaches the topmast ridge, appreciated or to ultimately benefit the world. 
. + balm which Nature and Art here offer,— let them wbere tbe powdered snow lies in drifts, and the “The good we do here lives after us.” Asinstru- 
” lH J 1 " •' v> lr 8 dr m k feeely of this holy inspiration aud theirstrug- nort b wind comes keen and biting, does he shrink ments in the hands of an Omniscient Ruler, we may 
ge WU . gase8 gles with destiny are over, their wounds are healed. and cower d °wn beneath the fences, or run into be the means of rescuing many wanderers from 
FlTaround a the West Pointi-almost the creature of an enchan- ! he near6St bouse t6 warm bimself? No; lie but- the ruinous course they now thoughtlessly pursue. 
. __ ' .' ter’s wand, vet a Military School'—a drill amid tou3 up bls coat and re J° lces t0 def y tb e blast, and We are told to “convert sinners from the error of 
house like mad, and ventilate the rooms. Don’t fe r ’ 8 wand, yet a Military School!—a drill, amid 
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and weary mind; and, basking in the memory of Again, do not live in dark rooms. Light fades 
other days, it gains strength for future scenes of the carpet, but it feeds the flower. No living ani- 
i°* 11 ° Id age, it lives m memory, although long mal or vegetable can enjoy health in darkness, 
ago it may have ceased to live in reality. If our Light is also necessary as air, and a brown tan is 
eai.hly homes are so dear, how much dearer will far preferable, even as a matter of beauty to a 
be our Father’s home, the home of eternal rest in 
heaven, when, weary with the toils of earth, our --- more earnest pursuits can banish its memory or aVwtT." v,V'A o ~a ,T ’ 
r/nomo'e 1 ’’ ^ ^ S ° fTn** SYMPATHT . is mucb more catcbiEg than intelli- annul its growing influence. A day upon the gelatinous man.’whose^boneTa^e not emi mulb McDonough, Del, 1858. 
I’iffard, N. Y, 1858. ' ^ t 7 ^ bUt eVery b ° dy Cann0t ^ 18 e “ ba | med - engrafted in the soul. There and whose ranscles are pulp; that man ia a coward ’ 
___ understand. Hence pity for a person brought into is a phase of nature for each mood of mind and _ Henry Ward Beecher He that is good w 
How easily one can tell whether a man is glad by M8 7“ TZ outwei « bs a11 tbe f° Bt ^ on ia so hopeless no stupidity so life- --- and he that is bad, will 
from within; or whether it is only the play of the COnV1Ctl(m prodaced by a knowledge of his ^‘tha it may not b 9 moved by such a mingling Greatness.-A great, a good, and a right mind for vice, virtue and tin 
sunbeams that chance to fall upon him. Han Cnmes ’ _ of^beauty and variety, grandeur and sublimity.^ is a kind of divinity lodged in flesh, and may be the er stand stilL— Colton. 
piness is not the work of a chisel and mallet; not It is said that theiv/wHl not cling to a poison- " —- __ L A ‘ T ' ?***** ° f & 8,aV ! “ 7 11 88 ° f 8 prince 5 U came - 
. 1 ,._i _____ •' nut, uwg ui u punun from Heaven, and to heaven it mnat return-_ ^ 
sickly paleness of complexion — Selected. 
rousing and strengthening, no newer scenes or 
it is hard. Fight in darkness; fight when you are smile upon them, and earth rejoice at the good they 
—Henry Ward Beecher. He that is good, will infallibly become better, 
--*—*•- and he that is bad, will as certainly become worse; 
Greatnes3. —A great, a good, and a right mind for vice, virtue and time are three things that nev- 
is a kind of divinity lodged in flesh, and may be the er stand BtiH— Colton. 
blessing of a slave as well as of a prince; it came - 
from heaven, and to heaven it must return;— When one Bin is adr 
mortised into the soul, it is “put out” like the arm ous tree or substance What * uitv thtt .L a t ., , . from heaven, and to heaven it must return;— When one sin is admitted, it is generally found 
of a tree, whose green, unraveled sleeve flatters drils of a woman’aheart >’ave not the same sa ntarv +• LAKDKR18 8 re P tlle - ^ b ° Se venom 18 a thousand and it is a kind of heavenly felicity, which a pure that it has a companion waiting at the door, and 
with the life it shares.- Taylor. instinct ° tbe sam e salutary times more dangerous to society than the most and virtuous mind enjoys in some degree, even the former will work hard to gain admission for 
poisonous serpent of an Asiatic jungle. 
upon earth.— Seneca. 
