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30 MOOSE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
Jacks’ lurt-Jfulm, 
CONDUCTED BY AZILE. 
REMEMBRANCE OF THEE. 
BY CELIA >1. HUBS. 
My heart is o’erfull of its g’.adnessf, 
As flower-cups laden with dew ; 
And bonds beneath the weight of its gladness 
As lily-cups bend ’neath dew. 
It i3 full of its lore to o’erfiowing, 
And there, like a pearl in the sea, 
Forever and over, is glowing 
The blessed remembrance of thee. 
Each thought of my heart is a blessing ; 
Each wish that it breathes is a prayer, 
That steals with a gentle caressing 
To thee, through the shadowless air : 
For my thought, o’er and o’er, like a spirit, 
Keeps telling thy praises to me ; 
And my wish is a prayer to inherit 
The store of the future with thee. 
[Home. Journal. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
BEAUTIFY YOUR HOMES. 
sentation of some flower or fruit or design or having been winged with gladness—brilliant 
contrivance, till even the childrens’ curiosity withstreaming sunlight—interwoven with cool 
was excited to read for themselves. Ah, these shadows—odorous with flowers and sparkling 
gentle influences of printed pages, so noiseless with dew;—where the interior home arrange- 
and unobtrusive, yet fascinating, mold the merits were convenient, neat and tasteful, each 
character! It needs not particular keenness apartment richly fraught with its own raemo- 
to guess what kind or whether any literature ries aud histories—every nook and corner a 
is disseminated through a household band. loved spot. What happiness to know that 
Why, as farmer Lawson’s affairs waxed that home still exists, just as we loved it—that 
prosperous, was not the old house replaced by father and mother are there, happy in their de¬ 
something more worthy of its occupants’ sta- dining years, reaping the enjoyments gathered 
tion in life? Why were convenience and about them in earlier days. How pleasant 
comfort and taste and pleasant surroundings now and then to leave the new and growing 
accounted as nothing in the scale with the ac- home that is developing its perfections around 
cumulation of dollars and cents? Just for us, and go back to the old home and rejuvenate 
the lack of this same mind and heart training, ourselves in the light and joy of early memo- 
The daughters return one after another from rie3. Elsie. 
their year of boarding school, which their wcodsidc, Waukesha, wis., Feb., 1S55. 
parents think has cost time and money enough . ~ 
to have crammed them with everything need- ONE HAPP1 HE APT. 
ful in the way of learning. But they have Have von made one kannv heart to-dav?— 
ONE HAPPY HEART. 
Have you made one happy heart to-day?— 
Home ! a word that stirs the chords of mem- „„„... --, 
ory and wakes them to joyous or sad vibra- arra W d in their minds—country life on the an( j s igh s uttered. Yet how many of those 
tions—a hopeful word pertaining to a wished one Slde and town llIe 011 the otber ’ the one to si g hs are caused b 7 our own thoughtlessness ! 
for future, where bright anticipations shall be be shunncd ’ tbe other envied. How many a daughter wrings the very soul 
realized-a word vindicative of nreselit reali 11 was 110 use to talk to Mr - L - about beau- of a fond mother by acts of unkindness and m- 
reauzea a wora vindicative or piesent reau- i t a WU™ hia _ TOO gratitude! How many wives, by recnmina- 
ties. surdrestine 1- vividlv to the mind the -nm/J‘ ! W in o tne homestead. When his mind was f. „„,i wi,,^ i,m, 4 <,i 
! learned only enough to unsettle and spoil them How calmly you can seek your pillow ; how 
for and quiet life, and their inconvenient, hum- sweetly sleep ! In all this world there is noth- 
ble home to their improved optics has no home Mg so sweet as giving comfort to the distress- 
charms. All disagreeableness is laid to the ed ’ as getting a sun ray into a gloomy heart. 
, , » i;/» , , Children of sorrow meet us wherever we turn ; 
charge of country lire and so it comes to be A • . , , , , , I 
6 , . there is not a moment that tears are not shed 
Yet how many of those 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorkor. 
THOUGHTS. 
TinsRv: are thoughts, that like a sunbeam 
Clotho our pathway all in light — 
There are thoughts, that like the mildew 
Cast o'er all a withering blight. 
Thoughts will como, like strains of goodness 
From an unseen spirit-lyre ; 
Thoughts will sting the soul to madness, 
Thrilling every vein with fire ! 
Thoughts are ever softly winging 
To th9 heart their silent flight, 
Some on angel’s snowy pinions, 
Others on the wing of night. 
Often they come gently stealing 
At the solemn hour of even, 
To the spirit half-revealing 
Glimpses of the far-off Heaven. 
Often dark temptation cometh 
In such fair and smiling guize, 
That the heart almost bolieveth 
’Tis a vision from the skies. 
Oh ! beware, and ere the tempter 
Flings o’er you his witching spell, 
Close the portals of thy spirit, 
Guard the sacred entrance well. 
Though the good be e’er so lowly, 
Shrine it in thy inmost heart— 
Cherish all that’s pure and holy, 
Bid the evil all depart. 
Attica, N. r. Mvkta Ha 
evoked,—where brothers and sisters inter¬ 
twine their hearts and unite in darling pur¬ 
suits, in necessary occupations and happy 
pleasures—to gain which dawning manhood is 
older years are strong in unflagging industry, 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
the signs of the intensity of his nature. With 
firm step and proud look, he lays his head up¬ 
on the block and bids the lictor do his duty. 
. By Arno’s silver tide stands a cottage. The 
wild vine embowers it and shady trees screen 
it from the noontide blaze. Can sorrow ever 
find entrance to such a charming spot? Yes, 
methinks I now hear the bitter lament. That 
old man, stricken in years, bows his head and 
the silent tear trickles down his furrowed 
cheek. The cry of that aged mother pierces 
the ear and chills the blood. The shade of 
melancholy on the countenance of that fair 
young girl shows how deep is a sister’s love. 
Thus is evinced the grief for the fate of an 
outlawed son and brother. 
Nunda Literary Institute, 1S55. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE HEBREW MOTHER. 
It was morning. The air was pure and 
calm. The dawn of light stole upon the clouds 
with uncommon beauty. Gently the soft 
south wind fanned the rosy petals and rustled 
the silken foliage of the grove. The sweet 
dews of evening gave the leaves a deeper hue, 
and the flowers, moistened by the tears of night, 
raised their drooping heads to the breath of 
that sweet morn. But beauty so perfect and 
bewitching, and even the fragrant air, were 
cheerless to the dejected Hagar. The little 
realized ’a word vindictive of orient renli was uo use to tolk to Mr - L - about beau- of a fond mother by acts Of unkindness and in- Attic, *. r. Mv „ A Mat . that sweet morn. But beauty so perfect and 
tifying the homestead. When his mind was S ratltude! H«w many wives, by recnnnna- --- bewitching, and even the fragrant air, were 
ues, suggesting vividly to tne mind tne now J ° . . tion, estrange and embitter loving hearts!— written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker tt m, 
blissful possess ions—a place where all sweet made U P’ j v,as ’ as is usual with the unmtelli- How many brothers and sisters meet to vex MATFRNflS TRF OTITT AW FT) PHTFFTATNr * i"- ,. J agar. J he little 
charities and affections should gather—where £ eut ’ stubbornly fixed without the pale of ar- and injure each other, making wounds that no NUb ’ UU1LA WLiJ 0111 Li ^IN. birds were warbling as if life were new to them, 
parental joy and pride aud undying love are 8 urnen ^ The old house was good enough for human heart can heal! Ah! if each one BY andrew .t. ensign But oh ! this was anything but music to her, 
evoked—where brothers and sisters inter mother and himself. He calculates his girls worked upon this maxim day by day—strive _ ‘ and she keenly felt how cruel it seems to a bro- 
twine their hearts and unite in darling pur- <•»«-** and leave the ^^^hat^wkh^IrlilTevTS “ To-woe**aU be my last in this mountain kc " hcart ' t0 «• & in il '»™<- 
suits, in necessary occupations and happy 01(1 nome, tie it ox er so neautilul or ever so c j ates , wou ld forever leave the earth. fastness; and though the sound of these water- And as the gray twilight was fading away 
pleasures—to gain which dawning manhood is P ain ’ and fue cud home will be good enough If you-would relish your food, labor for it; falls, and the roar of these torrents dashing and Bie brilliancy of day was dispelling the 
roused to untiring effort and awakened to in- for tbcm wben tbe y? un & People are scattered if you would enjoy your raiment, pay for it through deep gorges, make music to my ear, shadows of night, she stood near the tent of 
genious devices,—to keep and maintain which abroad - Hia plans in behalf ot his children before you wear it; ii you wouid sleep sound- ant j y ie rushing of the strong wind tearing Abraham. Her lips were compressed, and 
older years are strong in unflagging industry, corn'e *My'guid/n^star'iva^aVd^m beduty^and and crashing is sweeter than lyric strains- the veins upon her fair forehead were swollen 
active effort anci busy contrivance. “Home happiness hat . o come bj and by, a some- p] easure and desire of the heart must wait, though all these lure me to this spot, I must as if envy and pride would burst them. IN ot 
again!”—what a joyous thought after weeks ” lbe t uturc to be toiled for in (he even forever, if necessary, when duty calls. away. Rome must fall! Her streets shall be a tear was in her dark, clear eye, and the light 
BY ANDREW ENSIGN. ** f \ ^ Tu t****** m,13iC ‘° hCr ’ 
_ and sne keenly felt now cruel it seems to a bro- 
“ To-night shall be my last in this mountain kcn bcart ’ to see & in an y tbin & it loves, 
fastness ; and though the sound of these water- And as the gray twilight was fading away 
active effort and busy contrivance. “ Home happiness that is to come b\ and by, asome- 
again!”—what a joyous thought after weeks thing in the future to be toiled for in the 
and months of distant journeying. 
Then beautify your homes—make them as 
lovable, as attractive as your condition will 
allow. To your children the present happi¬ 
ness and after memories of a pleasant home 
will be more than a rich dowry without them. 
From homes where mind is expanded, charac¬ 
ter elevated and lofty aspirations roused, chil¬ 
dren go forth into tne world to become useful, 
influential citizens, and knowing the happiness 
of living. 
There’s Esquire Lawson, a man of wealth. 
present,—and all this is as unwise as unselfish. 
He looks into the future and sees his daughters 
the wives of well-to-do husbands—living in 
Beautiful.— It cannot be that earth is 
man’s abiding place. It cannot be that our 
away. Rome must fall! Her streets shall be a tear was i Q her dark, clear eye, and the light 
crimsoned with the blood of her slaves, and °t heaven which told in language plainer than 
the haughty populace shall perish. Their w °rds, the thoughts uppermost in her mind, 
bodies shall be piled in hecatombs, whose foul hashed back as if it had been fire, from those 
great white houses, surrounded by plenty, and ]jf e i s cast up by the ocean of eternity to float stench shall rise to heaven. Her altars shall heavy lashes. Beside that Hebrew mother 
he and mother go the rounds now and then to upon its waves and sink into nothingness,.— be polluted, and the plague-spot shall be seen stood her boy. His tiny hand was clasped in 
a pleasant home be and m0 ' dicr S° the rounds now and then to upon its waves and sink into nothingness,— 
without them visit them. He wouldn’t risk any short-corn- Else, why is it that the glorious aspirations, 
ovnqnrlofl ings in these bright anticipations by unneces- _ wb ' cb l ea P dke angels from the temple of our 
Axpauueu, ouaiao- , ,, T - - , hearts, are forever wandering about unsatis- 
tions roused, chil- sar y present outlay. Very pleasant this hap- fied ? m is it tbat the ra i nbow aud the 
i i nv inpfl. is to him. ann hft mav nx wo fnUo i t * • i v _ A i • . 
gnawing at her heart.” Tims spoke Mater- bers > and delicate feet were sandaled for a 
nus, the outlawed Chieftain of a baud of ex- j ounie Y- He caught the spirit pictured in his 
iles, deserters and fugitives from justice. In mother’s face, and his little heart was swelling 
py idea is to him, and he may as well take clouds come over with a beauty that is not of a wild and desolate spot they w r ere assembled wd h childish wrath. O, how he longed to be 
what comfort he can in his dreams. earth, and pass off to leave us to muse on their far away from the great metropolis. Rome a man - ^ hat wonders would he then ac¬ 
complish, what valorous deods perform! 
Lo! the patriarch is coming; and as he 
of living. In the meantime the daughters are glad to faded loveliness? Why is it that the stars, wag their home, their mother city ; yet they complish, what valorous deods perform! 
There’s Esquire Lawson, a man of wealth, get away from a home they were never even a "f S et°abore’S -rasp of mir'limkal facul- still cursed her, and resolved that she should Lo ! the patriarch is coming; and as he 
His home, though in a locality the most de- taught to love. On long visits they wander tieg> f orever moc king us with their uuap- fall > sll0uld moulder in the dust. They had no comes, he leans upon his staff. His face bears 
sirable—possessing the variety of hill and od C H-Y and t° wri to every cousin and proachable glory? And, finally, why is it hope but in crushing at one blow her gigantic a look of untold agony. The natural vi^or 
dale, of rock and shadowy wood — boasts friend who chances to come within visiting that the bright forms of human beauty are power, and they took an oath there in that of his step has fled, and he breathes the fresh¬ 
nothing of art aud taste. The old log house, proximity, while the father wonders why in the presented to our view and then taken away desolate and gloomy spot, on a rude altar ness of that beautiful moraine as if it were a 
save repairs and an addition, is just as it first worId the g irls caQ,t sta y at hom e. Catch in 6 fo a'iSup torrete??^ Wp erected b Y their own hands, that they would pestilence. He gave the water and the bread 
1 ^ avjpmiiao MUU tVJLL UUU1L1GU, JUS JUCL lb lllOb -- o - - J - — --, • . n • , A1 ’ | , y ~yrr ^ _ ^ ____ 
sprang into being to meet the wants of the them marrying farmer husbands! Not they ! &re born f or a higher destiny than that of desist until all had been accomplished. which he had brought with him, but not a 
settler. Where is the well kept lawn, the J hey mean to wash their hands of farm life earth. There is a realm where rainbows nev- As they take their departure by different word wa s spoken. He dared not look upon 
shrubbery, the choice flower pots, the shade forever. They set their caps, for clerks in er fade, where the stars will be out before us routes and under various disguises, pledging her countenance, but placing his hand upon 
trees, the garden orchard of fruits following fancy gaiters, and merchants in real broad- like islets that slumber on the ocean, and to meet again beneath the walls of the impe- the head of the beautiful boy, he asked a silent 
each other in due succeasiou, with intermingled cloth and whiteYands. Having attained the "“wiSfX forever rial city, let us behold the man who rules, as blessing and left them to their lot. DidlU- 
smaller fruite, bringing health as well as luxu- laudable summit of their ambition, they settle sha<lows j_. ’ possession forever. if by these tarbulent CMture3 . 1Ieis oak weep? Oh no. She went away with a 
ry? All these, in the long prosperous years themselves in homes where show is primary, F w , alone—a single object amid the desolation and s ^ ow bat proud step, and her eyes sparkled 
that have ebme to the possessor of these broad and real comfort a secondary consideration.- solitude of the phi. He is a strong, athletic like a diamond. Her countenance wore a 
acres, should have started and waxed to full They devote themselves unrestrainedly to a fa „ ^ andAhe shie of p^t years Ss man, of haughty mien, firmness and decision haughty look, and over her dark, yet beautiful 
perlection ere this ; but they have not. constant i ound cf insipid, monotonous calls deep and deeper as life wears to its close, it is in his look. Thinks he not of his early home foa ture s> flashed the frenzied passions of scorn, 
What has farmer Lawson been doing all and visits, and untiring effort to keep a little pleasant to look through Ihe vista of time up- as he stands under theshadow of that old tree indignation, and revenge. She and her child 
this time? Raising corn and wheat and po- ahead of their particular coterie in personal on the sorrows and felicities of our earliest and for the last time rests his eye on the mild talked along silence, 
tatoee and stock, and speculating, while the adornment, while their untrained minds shrink J* "Lfriend?’h™ m0UDtai " «“■»* a father's kind The morning passed away, and the noon- 
wife passed the years m to,ling-baking into narrower and smaller dimensions. Per- ^ ^r tesidi then the call out from the depths of the past, «*> ™n blazed in meridian splendor. The 
chuinmgandspinnmg. Life was an unrelievetl chance aftei a lew vans ol extiavagance and r0U g}, pi aC e of our wayfaring will have been imploring him to leave his sinful career ?_ beat was intense. This was a time of rest, 
round of monotonous duty. A group of frittered time, they are destined to struggle worn and smoothed away in the twilight of Does no mother’s anxious voice awaken in his but Hagar could find no shelter in the terri- 
bright, handsome girls sprung up. What with life’s hardships more bitter than the night when the sunny spots through which we sou l the passions and desires of his childhood ble wilderness. On she went until her child 
pleasant aids they would make in the garden, fancied ones in their youthful days at home. f bde wdl S rov; m ° re and beautiful - h ? Do n0 sigter > g kind ^ , drooped his weary head and begged for some- 
the nursery and the orchard! The planting But you will say, many are doomed to live affectionately for his return T 2 ^ttatman thini to moisten his parched lips. She had 
the budding, the training,—what beautiful out their days m the homely first homes, una- holier feelings, or broken those musical chords of stern nature, hardened in vice, is not devoid nothlll ff- So she put him down under the sul 
exercise. ^ How it would interest their minds ble much to better their surroundings. Must of the heart, whose vibrations are so melo- of all tender feeling. His cold hcart melts at tr Y sk Y> and tried to console him. But he was 
and brighten their whole being ! But no such they know the pain of seeing their children djous, so tender and touching in the evening the thought of those early days. He weens very thirsty, and his mild, dark eyes grew dim. 
rileasure was in term in tried with their da im ImiviG _ J _xl— air. , .7 . — , , J v- n. , ,, 
Choice Extract.— When the summer of 
pleasure was intermingled with their dairy disgusted with home, when they have done the au ’- like a child. But soon the tear is dashed from Tben he became faint. At first the mother 
duties and household occupations. As they best they can? Ah, that alters the case!— ^ his eye, and girding his toga around him cast- felt as if she could not see him die, yet to leave 
grew older paternal pride said they should be Had such been Mr. Lawson’s fate, his daugh- +1 Children.-A popular writer speaks of lit- • a lflst „ lance on this familiar ’ t ‘ he bim alone to die, was dreadful. She watched 
educated and fitted for some fancied higher ters doubtless would have been trained to use- } 1 1 e«h^ 1 ioxvS.s a Sf our^ hom^«_little starts up as from a dream aud goes to meet Mm and her eyes were soon closed with tears. 
sphere. Maternal fondness said—they shan’t ful activity, and learned to be content while conjurers, with “natural magic,” evoking by bis men at Rome. Bitter anguish touched the strings of her deso- 
like a child. But soon the tear is dashed from -f ben he became faint. At first the mother 
his eye, and girding his toga around him, cast- bfit as il she could not see him die, yet to leave 
ing a last glance on this familiar spot, he b ^ m alone to die, was dreadful. She watched 
sphere. Maternal fondness said—they shan’t ful activity, and learned to be content while 
drudge through life. So to boarding school they worked hand in hand for their mutual their spells what delights and’ enriches all 
5 men at Rome. Bitter anguish touched the strings of her deso- 
It is the time of a gay festival. Thestreets late beart and tbe toiie3 w ere deep sighs of 
I fbey were sent to get a smattering of French support. They would have had no false hopes ranks, and equalizes the different classes of so- re thronged with citizens nm p ] ■ • i , C i grief- But soon she opened her eyes and saw 
C and music and dancing. They were aware of and ideas engendered bv discordant, enisndp* ciety. Often as they bring with them anxie- .. . m ncil aucl a rill of water. She crave w hm?,lr,'ni- wl_ 
and music and dancing. They were aware of and ideas engendered by discordant episodes, c . iet ) r - Often as they bring with them anxie- ,, ,.® \ , • u 
the extent of their father’s purse. But they so unconformable and inconsistent with their B es and cares, and live to occasion sorrow and c ° s ^ a ue ‘ e ai isan ias e is wor ■- 
lacked that early mental training that settles everyday life, and would have made stirring, Pf.™w»’>Uf t0 “v er y b a<l 1 y without them, shop the sutler his stall, and the trader his 
yiogi-iioGaii ,, , ,. , . , , , Only tliink, if there were never anything any- merchandize. I he forum is deserted and the 
, i • i , y puipose a active women—not polished or learned but where to be seen but grown-up men and women, Senate Chamber is silent. Pleasure and en- 
teachuS just independence, and how to walk in with good common sense. Had the money how we should long for the sight of a little child! iovment rule the hour A11 are merired in Uia 
irentlfi dignified medium between eYtremes _ o-c-nnnrlorl In itoL Imanlmn. cnLnni lie. ^ * iguu m lug 
gentle dignified medium between extremes.— expended in their boarding school life been 
They knew no better than to follow in the scattered along their early years by means of 
wake of each extravagance—to desire every books and papers and incentives to mental 
new thing adorning others,—their superiors improvement, and had their every-day com- 
perchance in fortune. To compete with such mon-place duties been enlivened by agreeable 
was the acme of their ambition. To get as pursuits that are profitable and useful as well 
far removed as possible from everything coun- as pleasureable, they would still have made far 
tryficd —to have no one guess That they knew different women. Yes, they might have been 
aught practically of farmer life was a desider- far better educated and never went beyond 
atum in their estimation. They lacked that their own district school, 
expansion of mind that comes from the silent Who would not rather suffer some diminu- 
influence of well selected books, and the regu- tion in a far expected dower for the sake of a 
lar visitations of periodical literature—the little present happiness—especially for the en- 
gcowing up with such things about them.— jovment of youthful days? Youth! thatim- 
Hence, when exposed to the dissipations of gay pressable time, when outward things leave , 
society, they had no inward strength to coua- their ineffaceable mark upon the character— 
teract its influence, its superficiality. when happy times are made “joys forever,” 
Horticultural, agricultural and literary pe- and “ things of beauty ” sweeten and perfect 
riodicals were never found lying about their character. Sad indeed is it when by wrong 
tables to be caught up at odd moments, or training and unpleasant influences children of 
lying beside father’s plate to be glanced at rural homes (which should be so delightful) 
LUCY. 
Shk dwelt among the untrod ways, 
Beside the springs of Dove, 
A maid whom there was none to praise, 
And very few to love. 
A violet by a mossy stone, 
Half hidden from the eye, 
Fair as a star when only one 
Is shining in the sky. 
She lived alone, and few could know 
When Lucy ceased to he, 
But she is in the grave, and oh I 
The difference to me. [ Wordsworth. 
PRUDENCE. 
Guard well thy lips — none, none can know 
What evils from the tongue may flow ; 
What grief, what guilt may be incurr’d 
By one incautious, hasty word. 
exciting and joyous emotions of the occasion. _ 
The voice of mirth, the sound of revelry break 1. Because you will be likely to treat quite 
in upon the air. But why this pause ? Why Bglitly two very good friends of yours—Reason 
ceaseth the melody of the sweet-toned guitar, aad Conscience who will not have a chance 
and why do not the rich strains of sweet siller- o __ •„ i , , , ,. 
„./ .. o trn xi x A b A Because you will have to travel over the 
ers fall upon the ear . v\ hy that tumult near same ground with one, Sober Second Thought, 
yonder temple ? Ah! do you see that man who will be more likely to have with him a 
of stalwart form and stern look whom we last wb 'P °f scorpions than a bunch of flowers, 
saw in the far-off mountain glen ? Behold 3. Because the words or actions involved in 
him now as he lies pinioned on the ground.— ^ are m . ore Mtely than otherwise to be misun- 
a rill of water. She gave her boy drink, bath- 
his forehead, and he revived. 
Emily Gilmor. 
Nunda Literary Institute, Fob., 1855. 
DON’T BE HASTY. 
1. Because you will be likely to treat quite 
lightly two very good friends of yours—Reason 
and Conscience—who will not have a chance 
to speak. 
2. Because you will have to travel over the 
No one is there to cast on him a sympathetic dcr f 0 “ (1 ' and tkcref ? re t0 b « seTCrc| y j" d 8= d 
look. The outlawed has been deserted and 
captured, and must suffer for his crime. 
4. Because this is one way to please and 
give great advantage to an enemy of yours, 
one powerful euougk to be called “ The Prince 
Once again look upon him. There is a °f the World,” aud who has caught more peo- 
crowd assembled to witness the execution of U e ^! au can coun fo d > bl *M S very trap. 
the rebel, Maternus. Does his step falter? 
5. Because in so doing you are likely to be 
a fellow-traveler in such company as follows : 
is his eje less blight? is his appearance less “He that is hasty with his feet, sinneth.”— 
haughty than when a few days before he en- “He that is hasty of spirit exalteth folly.” 
tered by stealth the proud city ? It is true “ Seest thou a man hasty in words ? there is 
Tiie voice of conscience is so delicate, that I his countenance is somewhat dejected—his lips 
- Dcesi, uiou a man nasty in words i tnere is 
more hope of a fool than of him.” “ The 
thoughts of every one that is hasty tend only 
while waiting for some tardiness, or while the become disgusted with everything pertaining . to stifl .® /t j b M itis also so clear, may quiver, but not for fear. These are but towant” 0 every 0ne a 1S iast y tend onl y 
younger members were getting into their bibs to country life and fly to city and town. & 1 IS * m P 08sl a 0 mis a^e l e t tarn. * Duriug the reignof th0 Emperor CoMMor)US A D 1SG . 6. Because such a fire may be kindled that 
and high chairs. Whoever saw him lay down I can pity the memory that delights not in H t • i-, n , , , , ., Maternus, a private soldier at first, afterwards became lt; cannot be P ut out > even b )’ a11 the water a 
lus knife and fork, and hold up the open page a sometime beautiful home,-a rural home,— eCi ri >ht now and 1, n! Dp' JSS the leader of a band of robbors > aud flnall Y to whole engine company can throw, with Sec- 
to the breakfasting group to admire the repre- where the hours in after times are recalled as fhe h5ur, but its inward frame Tto go wrong “ught for their Captain.-^. F. W 
