AUGUST 29. MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
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For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
WANDERINGS IN EUROPE.-NO. IV. 
BY OLKZEN F. WILCOX. 
Village Life in Germany. 
If you cross the bridge over the Neckar from 
Heidelberg, and foLlow the road along the river 
bank to Mannheim, then tarn to the right, and 
trace for a mile the broad Bergstrasse or moun¬ 
tain road, running along the edge of the plain be¬ 
tween rows of fruit irees towards Frankfort, you 
will come to the ancient village of Hanilsehnhheim. 
The Protestant clergyman of the village is Herr 
Decan B-, with whom 1 made arrangements to 
live in his family during the winter, where I would 
have a good opportunity to learn the language, 
and observe German manners and customs. If 
any curious reader of these letters should ever be 
in Handschuhlrcira, he may recognize the house 
at once, by au enormous stork’s nest on the top of 
the chimney, where a pair of storks rear there 
young every spring and summer. Below the 
chimney is a very steep black tile roof, with dark 
windows projecting from it. The front of the 
house is all overrun by a grape vine, on which in 
the Autumn, you might see the thick rich clusters 
of the Muscatel peeping out from under the broad 
green leaves, The garden and yard are surround¬ 
ed by a wall, covered with moss, and looking as if 
it might be as old as the village itself. There are 
fruit trees in the yard, and on each side of the 
walks rows of grape vines. In the rich Autumn, 
when the vineB were laden with fruit, these walks 
were a favorite place for taking a little after din¬ 
ner exorcise. Over toe tops of the houscB one 
could see the green, lir clad brow of the Heiligen- 
berg, bearing its lonely, mined tower into the clear 
blue of heaven. Back of the pastorage is the 
church, dark with age, and massively built of stone. 
It has a heavy, square bell tower, rising up strong 
and rough, deilant of time and tempest The bell 
calls to worship with a voice far-soanding yet 
sweet; more melodious an enticing, by contrast 
with the stern form from whicu n comes. The 
church belongs to the government, and is used by 
both Protestants aud Catholics, for these sects 
have equal rights in Baden. 
Herk B-, preaches at 7 o’clock on Sunday 
mornings, and as they never have the luxury of 
afire, even in the coldest weather, it is quite a 
penance to attend service. The church contains 
an organ which is played by the village school¬ 
master, and the music is accompanied by the sing¬ 
ing of the whole congregation. Every body sings, 
even the little children, whose heads can scarcely 
be seen above the bare board benches. The con¬ 
gregation consists mostly of peasants. There is a 
reserved, seat for the pastor's family, hut in the 
other parts of the church the women and men ait 
apart from each other. The peasant women wear 
white caps, but seldom bonnets, and the men have 
commonly jackets, or coats of blue cloth, reaching 
down almost to their feet, and often black, wide- 
brimmed hats, such as were worn in the olden 
time. 
The village of Handachnhheim was in existence 
before Colitmkfs discovered America. In the 
thirty years war Tilly had his head-quarters there 
when he be'seiged Heidelberg. In the latter part 
of the Seventeenth Century it was wholly destroy¬ 
ed by fire. So that, the present buildings are not 
more than a hundred and seventy-five years old; 
but the foundations of its ruined feudal castle were 
laid in the darkness of much earlier centnries.— 
It is a characteristic German village,—a village of 
peasants who own little patches of land in its vi¬ 
cinity. It is a collection of small farm-houses.— 
One see 9 the implements for farming in the yards 
and hung up under the open out-buildings, and all 
tbrongh the winter is heard the measured beat of 
the threshers BaiL The peasants do not generally 
possess land enough to employ horses to advantage 
in its cultivation, but the few that one sees are un¬ 
commonly large. Nor do they nae oxen, bat cows 
which are fastened together by a peculiar kind of 
yoke, so that they draw by their heads instead of 
their shoulders. Of course as the farms are so 
small and labor so cheap, much of the work is done 
by baud. One does not see very good implements 
for farming. Their plows ure small and ill-shaped 
turning the furrow to the left instead of the right; 
and having two enormous wheels in front. 
Their conveyances, for the road, are the most 
Blovenly that can be imagined. It looks odd to 
see a couple of cows drawing a wagon. Often In 
the streets of Heidelberg and on the country 
roads, are met large lumber wagons with a single 
horse attached to them on one side of the pole.— 
The harness consists of but a few broad straps, be¬ 
ing of the real Dutch pattern, and the driver com¬ 
monly has but one rein. I do not recollect to have 
seen a single painted lumber wagon; they all look 
old and bad enough to have been used by the 
Dutch ancestors who emigrated to America. The 
wagon box is much wider at the top than at the 
bottom; often the sides are open like a ladder, and 
sometimes they are closed by wicker work. The 
wagons are commonly provided with ft brake 
which is operated by a crank behind, and is used 
to prevent them from ruuuiug over the teams 
when going down ft declivity, for the cows have 
no power to hold back by their hornB. Every day 
one may meet with these wagons, returning from 
the town, filled with peasauis, men and women; if 
the beer has made them a little merry the one 
HE.Pl/HLMAN, ELMRAJU 
ELMIRA FEMALE COLLEGE 
The above engraving is a view of the noble edifice 
of the Elmira Female College. It was completed 
and dedicated abont two years ago, and is probably 
unsurpassed in elegance, extent and convenience 
by any other structure devoted to Female Educa¬ 
tion in this country. Nearly §75,000 have been 
expended upon the building, grounds and furni¬ 
ture. Its situation is remarkably beautiful—on an 
elevation which commands au extensive view of 
Elmira, and the picturesque valley and hills in the 
mid 9 t of which it stands. The whole building is 
warmed by an extensive range of furnaces, sup¬ 
plying warm air to all the rooms and halls. Water 
is brought in pipes to every story, and every room 
and hall is lighted with gas. 
The Assembly Boom or Chapel occupies the 
first main floor of the central octagon, which is 
seventy feet in diameter. Beneath this is a spa¬ 
cious dining hall of the same dimensions. The 
eastern basement is devoted to the kitchen, bakery, 
laundry, store room and pantries, all arranged with 
the most approved modern fixtures and convenien- 
yeara’ course of faithful study is required in order 
to graduation, which includes the Latin and Greek 
plain, flashes over the wheels of nine mills. By 
the banks are green meadows, bat the mountain 
sides are covered with forest 
On the 22nd of October the grapo harvest com¬ 
menced. The peasants went up among the terraced 
vineyards on the mountain sides, and brought down 
the rich fruit in baskets to the wine presses in the 
village. In three or four days the vines were 
robbed of their white and purple dusters, and in 
a little while longer the broad leaves began to fall 
Above the vineyards are chestnut groves, and 
beneath them pasta res for the cattle. In the hazy 
autumn it was pleasant to walk among these 
groveB resounding with the strokes of the poles 
that beat the harvest of brown nuts from the open 
bnra. 
The close of the Autumn was not so gorgeous 
as it is in America. The pine forests on the moun¬ 
tains change not a hue, and when the vineyards 
had cast their leaves, the contrast between their 
cold dull color, and the bright green of the pines 
ces. The western basement ts chiefly occupied by 
ecturerooms, laboratory, philosophical room, cabi¬ 
net and smaller recitation rooms. The first floor 
of the eastern wiug is taken up with the sick room, 
the classical recitation room, rooms for the matron 
and her assistant, and the offices of the steward 
and clerk. The main floor or the western wing is 
appropriated to the Library, the College Parlor, 
the Hall of the Callisophian Society and the Presi¬ 
dent’s Study. The upper stories are occupied with 
private rooms for the students and teachers, and 
with rooms for music and painting. There is also 
a fine octagonal gallery lighted from above, for 
the exhibition of paintiDgs. 
Tais superb structure was erected for the fur¬ 
nishing to young ladies a 11 liberal edMcalion,” equiva¬ 
lent in extent and thoroughness to that which 
young gentlemen obtain in our best colleges, yet 
so modified as to be especially adapted to both the 
elegancies and the practical duties in which every 
truly educated woman ought to excel A four 
languages, French and German, Mathematics as 
far as Conic Sections, and Astronomy—with a very 
fall course of History, English Literature, Criti- 
and Bilver paper, and sweetmeats and trinkets were 
suspended by threads. There were also strings of 
various colored glass balls which glittered in the 
bright light, forming a strong contrast with the 
green leaves. As I glanced down the Christmas 
Tree to the tables underneath, my eye fell on a 
large plate, heaped with cakes and sweetmeats.— 
On the top lay a paper with the words “Zym Wil¬ 
cox” written thereon. Every one received a simi¬ 
lar plate besides other presents. 
The Christmas Tree and thetables remained inthe 
room until New Years, by which time most of the 
plates of sweetmeats were empty. On New Years 
Eve every body made himself merry, and we play¬ 
ed for the trinkets which yet hung on the Christ¬ 
mas tree. As the hour of midnight approached 
the company collected in one room and became 
silent, and at the first stroke of the bell in the old 
church tower every one shouted “ Pros't Neu 
Yahr .’* The tapers on the Christmas tree were re¬ 
lighted, and while they were burning out we wish- 
above, was really painful. In the beginning of j cd one another a Happy New Year, and according 
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winter there fell a few damp snows, which lodged 
on the branches of the pines, almost hiding the 
trees. One night there descended enough to make 
a run of sleighing, and early the next morning, 
I heard the familiar jingling of bella. I threw 
open the street window jost in time to see the 
sleigh as it came dashing into the village. It was 
filled with students, one of whom was driving.— 
On a little seat behind, sat the coachman, whose 
only employment was to crack his long whip, 
which, between the stone walls of the buildings, 
sounded as load S 3 a pistol shot. For two or three 
days the streets of Heidelberg presented a lively 
appearance. Sometimes the students hired all the 
sleighs on the stand, and as they drove alODg the 
Hauiptstrasse the incessant cracking of whips, 
sounded like the firing of musketry. 
AYheu December came we began to look forward 
to the approaching holidays. I was anxious to 
witness the festivities of Christmas in Germany, 
where they are observed with more earnestness, 
perhaps, than in any other land. How beautiful 
and time honored are the festivities of Christmas. 
Several weeks previous, the members of the 
family began to prepare the presents which they 
intended to give on Christmas Eve. Two French¬ 
men, who were also residing in the family for the 
purpose of learning the lauguage as well as my¬ 
self, had never been in Germany at that time of 
year, therefore the customs were entirely new to 
us, aud our curiosity was not a little excited. We 
were kept in ignorance, however, and our inquiries 
answered by the reply, that we were the children, 
and if we were pretty good and patient the Chrlst- 
kindchera would reward us with some presents, 
which we would find under the Christmas Tree on 
Christmas Eve. Several days before, the city of 
Heidelberg put on a livelier appearance than 
nsuaL Many of the shop windows were filled with 
to the true German custom, the members of the 
family embraced each other. 
The winter has been unusually mild. Since 
Christmas there has not fallen enough snow to 
bring out the sleighs again, even in the city, and 
on the smooth Bergstrasse. Nearly every day in 
February was sunshiny, and the cold only sharp 
enough, to keep the roads tolerably dry, and make 
it agreeable exeroise to walk. Towards the end 
of the month the weather assumed the aspect of 
spring; the grass became green in the garden; the 
birds twittered in the trees, and the snow-bells 
throat up their spiky leaves, and opened their 
modest white flowers towards the earth. The 
peasants were busy on the mountain sides, trim¬ 
ming the vines, or plowing in the fields, and pre¬ 
paring for seed time. March came in like a ty¬ 
rant, blustering and threatening, as if conscious 
that his reign would he short, and desirous to show 
his power to the utmost. The weather, however, 
soon became mild again; the bads came forward 
rapidly, and by the middle of the month five or 
six species of flowers were blooming inthe garden. 
During this month the Btorks came. First one 
visited the nest two or three times alone, as if to 
satisfy himself that it was in good order, and after¬ 
wards he returned accompanied by his mate. It 
is a beautiful custom in Germany, which permim 
these birds to build their nests on the buildings, 
without the slightest molestation, and indeed their 
presence is considered an omen of good fortune to 
the house which they choose. Nearly every vil¬ 
lage has a pair of storks, and they build their nests 
also in cities. I have been told there are very 
many in Strasburg, where they are uncommonly 
tame, often alighting on the balconies of the houses. 
They rear their young in the spring and summer, 
and commonly go away sometime in August. 
In April the fruit trees blossomed. The Almonds 
earliest, then Nectarienes and Cherries, and after- 
cism, Natural Sciences and Mental and Moral Phi¬ 
losophy, together with superior facilities for the 
study and practice of music and the higher de¬ 
partments of the Fine Arts. The Course has been 
chosen with a careful regard to the appropriate 
duties and sphere of Woman, as recognized and ap¬ 
proved by sound piety and goad taste, with no sym¬ 
pathy for radical innovations which scorn the 
gentle modesty and meekness of a truly refined and 
lovely woman. While superior and elegant schol¬ 
arship is required, the practical and too often neg¬ 
lected branches of domestic industry form an 
important and peculiar feature of the system which 
has been adopted, and which has been for two 
years in successful operation. AU the young ladies | ] 
engage for one hour each, day in domestic duties . Cir¬ 
cles or ‘'groups” are formed for the various dutieaof , 
the bakery,kitchen, dining hall, sick room, library, 
public halls, parlors, chapel, &c., which, by a per¬ 
fect and systematic division of labor, are both 
cheerfully and faithfully performed. The severer 
and more disagreeable portions of labor are per¬ 
formed by domestics. 
See official announcement in this paper. 
THE GLORY AND SHAME OF A CITY. 
This earth's earliest city was built by a mur¬ 
derer. Its foundations, I may say, were laid in 
blood. Enoch was its name, Cain was its founder. 
Those who, living far from the din and bustle of 
cities, read with a wonder that grows into horror, 
the dark record of their courts and crimes; those 
who see the blasting effect of their murky air on 
flower and shrub, aud tree, only an emblem of 
their withering influence on the fairest human vir¬ 
tues; those simple cottagers who, tremblingly alive 
to their danger, saw a son or daughter leave home 
for the distant city, and received her back from a 
Magdalene, or him from a prison, to expire in the 
arms of forgivi ng but broken-hearted affection, they 
may fancy that the corse of the first murderer and 
their first founder hangs over earthly cities—dark, 
heavy as their cloud of smoke. We can excuse 
them for thinking so. 
Great cities some have found to be great curses. 
It had been well for many an honest country lad, 
and many an unsuspecting young woman, that 
hopes of higher wages and opportunities of for- 
, tune, that the gay attire, and polished tongue, and 
, gilded Btory of some old acquaintance, had nev- 
[ er turned their steps cityward, lured them away 
t from the rade simplicity but safety of their rustio 
, home. Many a foot that once lightly pressed the 
, heather or brushed the dew grass, has wearily 
trodden in darkness and guilt and sin these city 
l pavements. Happy had it been for many that 
, they had never exchanged the starry skies for the 
i lamps of the town, nor had ever left their lonely, 
• glens, or qniet hamlets, or solitary shores, for the 
> throng and roar of our streets—well for them, that 
they had heard no roar but the river's, whose win- 
. ter flood it had been safer to breast; no roar but 
. ocean’s, whose stormiest waves it had been safer 
i to ride than encounter the flood of city tempta- 
j tion, which has wrecked their virtue and swept 
them into ruin. Yet I bless God for cities. I 
1 recognize a wise and gracious providence in their 
r existence. The disciples were commanded to 
"begin at Jerusalem,” and Paul threw himself into 
j the cities of the ancient world, as offering the 
j most commanding positions of influence. Cities 
. have been as lamps of light along the pathway of 
t humanity and religion. Within them science has 
s given birth to her noblest discoveries. Behind 
i, their walls freedom has fought her noblest battles, 
r They have stood on the surface of the earth like 
) great break waters, rolling back or turning aside 
- the swelling tide of oppression. Cities indeed 
s have been the cradle of human liberty. Having, 
y therefore, no sympathy with those who, regarding 
y them as the excrescences of a tree or the tumors 
i. of disease, would raze our cities to the ground, I 
r, bless God for cities.— Guthrie. 
- s » » 
g The Brain in Childhood. —It is a fact well at- 
r . tested by experience, that the memory may be 
horso is whipped into a lumbering gallop, and the appropriate articles for presents, and in some the war(h tbe Appb?a ftn( } p earg) a n giving promise of seriously injured by pressing upon it too hardly 
company sing and laugh as they rattle over the Christmas Tree was displayed. The peasants an abundance of frQit The grass ifi the garden aud continuously tn#early life. Whatever theory 
Hmooth Bergstrasse towards the village. brought fir bashes from the mountains, and ox- waa full of violeta? an d spots in the forests on the we hold as to this great function of our nature, it 
The warm sunshiny days of the pleasant Autumn posed them for sale in the market place, together mouataiu aides, were really colored with beautiful is certain that its powers are only gradually devel- 
paised swiftly away. Sometimes I climbed to the with trinkets of wood and earthern ware. Every whiu . anJ blu0 flcmer8 . children went abont the oped, and that, if forced into premature exercise, 
lonely ruins on the Hoiligouberg, to wfttch the sun time we went to the city we met people in the streets with nosegays to sell. One met fewer beg- they are impaired by the effort This is a maxim 
go down behind the billowy Alsatian bills, the streets bearing away the trees, even the poor peo- gars, and the countenances of the common people i n(b? ed, of general import, applying to the condi- 
shadows lengthen across the plains, and glide pie purchased them and decorated them with “° re cheerful, in harmony with the appear- . ^ culture of every faculty of body and 
slowly up the Monptam slopes. T he various sounds oheap trinkets. city, began to frequeatthe walks along the Neck- mind; but singularly to the one we are now con- 
of life came softened but dear from below, the Christmas Eve came. A livtle alter dark, we ar. and over the mountains, and often the music sidering, which forms, in one sense, the foundation 
noise from tho village; the rattling of wagonB 
over the paved roads; the shouting of peasants, 
us they returned from labor among tho vineyards; 
and often the sound of bells from the distant villa¬ 
ges on the hanks of the Neckar. There was ano¬ 
ther favorite walk up the Muhlenthal, a romantic 
valley, winding away among the mountains. A 
sparkling brook flows along the bottom, babtiling 
under hazel bushes, and before it emerges on the 
Christmas Tree was displayed. Tho peasants 
brought fir bashes from the mountains, and ex¬ 
posed them for sale in the market place, together 
with trinkets of wood and earthern ware. Every 
time we went to the city we met people in the 
streets bearing away the trees, even the poor peo¬ 
ple purchased them and decorated them with 
cheap trinkets. 
Christmas Eve came. A little after dark, we 
were summoned to the diuiug-rootn in the second 
story. A hymn was first sung by the family, and 
then the parlor door waa thrown wide open, dis¬ 
closing in the center of the room the magnificent 
Christmas Tree, rising out of a miniature garden 
almost to tho oeiling overhead. A dazzling blue 
of light came from the numerous colored wax 
tapers, placed thickly upon It; gilded nuts hung 
from its green branches in little baskets of gold 
an abundance of fruit. The grass in the garden 
was full of violets, and spots in the forests on the 
mouataiu sides, were really colored with beautiful 
white and blue flowers. Children went about the 
streets with nosegays to sell. One met fewer beg¬ 
gars, aud the countenances of the common people 
grew more cheerful, in harmony with the appear¬ 
ance of Nature. Students, aud the people in the 
city, began to frequent the walks along the Neck¬ 
ar. and over the mountains, and often the muBiu 
of a tuiud attracted them to the castle. In short, 
THE LITTLE COFFIN. 
BY MRS. H. L. BOSTWICK. 
'Twas a tiny, rosewood thing, 
Ebon bound, and glittering 
With ita stars of silver white. 
Silver tablet, blank and bright, 
Downy pillowed, satin lined. 
That i, loitering, chanced to find 
'Mid the dust, and scent and gloom 
Of the undertaker’s room. 
Waiting, empty—ah! for whom? 
Ah! what love-watched cradle-bed 
Keeps to-night the nestling head, 
Or on what soft, pillowing breast 
Is the cherub form at rest. 
That ere long, with darkened eye, 
Sleeping to no lullaby, 
Whitely robed, and still, and cold, 
Palo flowers slipping from ita hold, 
Shall this dainty couch enfold? 
Ah! what hitter tears shall stain 
All this satin sheet like rain, 
And what towering hopes be hid 
’Neath this tiny coflin lid, 
Scarcely large enough to bear 
Little words that must be there, 
Little words, cut deep and true, 
Bleeding mothers' hearts anew— 
Sweet, pet name, und “ Aged^two!” 
Oh! can sorrow’s hovering'plume 
Round our pathway east a gloom. 
Chill and darksome as the shade 
By an infant’s coffin made! 
From our arms an angel flies, 
And onr startled, dazzled eyes, 
Weeping round its vacant place, 
Cannot rise- its path to trace. 
Cannot see the angel facel 
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'■ MA MMA IS IN HEAVEN.” 
“‘Now, little one, lead me to mother; strange she is 
not here to welcome thft wanderer home again.' A Budden 
hurst of tears as Mattie’S curls bent over the hand she 
held, and the half-whispered words, : Mamma is in heaven,’ 
revealed to him xae bereavement he had sustained.” 
“ Mamma is in heaven!” Ay, thou blessed little 
one, tbon hast now an angel mother. What 
though the dark, dark waters of the river of Death, 
roll between thee and that better land? Still canst 
thou hear those low. soft tones, so sad and mourn¬ 
ful, and yet so full of love and trust — fulness, as 
they breathe sweet hopes of the joy and happiness 
to come. Still kneels that slender form beside thy 
bedside, oft as the still shadows of the starry even¬ 
ing gather round, hushing the strife and turmoil 
of the world, and hiding its ain and sorrow from 
all eyes, 3ave those of the great and glorious God, 
to whom her prayers were offered. Angela look¬ 
ed down and smiled upon her, as she knelt there, 
and whispered that there waa a happy home for 
her—in heaven. And now that the pearly gates 
have opened to receive her; now that the golden 
streets have been pressed by her o’erwearied feet; 
now that the care and sorrow that clouded the 
skies of life, has departed, andleftlight; a/Hight; 
now that the God and Savior whom 3he feared, 
and loved, and trusted, ha3 given her a glorious 
and immortal home;— now canst thon look upward 
to the blue, star-spangled heavens, and say, with 
chastened joy—“ Mamma is in Heaven.” 
“ Mamma is in Heaven.” 0, weary wanderer, 
who now wilt guide thee to the throne of the great 
Jehovah? Who now will lead thee gently,truth¬ 
fully, to the pure Fountain of Religion? Who 
now will woo thee from the broad and flowery 
road, to walk in the narrow and thorny pathway ? 
Who now will tell thee how the one "charms 
but to destroy;’* while the other — the way the 
Savior trod — will grow wider and more beau¬ 
tiful, till heaven itself expands before the daz¬ 
zled vision? Though thy form is tall and manly, 
and thy eye as the eagle’s, stilt art thou but as a 
child, to struggle with vice and temptation. Will 
thy mother’s teachings be forgotten, and all her 
precepts spurned ? Will thon say to the world, “ I 
am thine,” and strive no more for Heaven and 
that angel mother? No! may the lofty hope that 
inspired her, still wake within thy soul the noblest 
impulses of thy nature; and m3y she still direct 
thee a 3 of old, when kneeling by her side you 
listened to those holy words till earth seemed near, 
_oh, very near to heaven! She has only “gone be¬ 
fore” thee;—thou canst see, e’en now, that she is 
beckoning for thee to follow her. Ay, and thou 
canst “hear ker harp, sweeter than all beside,” and 
thy heart seems tilled with a “joy unspeakable 
as thy calmed spirit whispers, “ My mother is in 
Heaven.** 
“Mamma is in HeaveD.” Those tearful eyes 
are closed, and they shall weep no more;—those 
tired and weary limbs lie motionless, and they will 
, never move againfolded are the slender hands 
above that cold breast;—the dews of death are 
upon that pale brow, and the life blood no longer 
courses through the azure veins. The grave will 
close upon that silent heart, and hide that loved 
form forever; —still will the world be cold and 
heartless; still will the rude and unfeeling, heed 
not the tearful and sorrowing: and who, then, will 
’ teach the rebellions heart to “ forgive and forget,” 
’ —and who, then, will love, with a love unchang- 
’ ing? Ay, weep now;—but not as those who have 
no hope; God will care for, and protect the for¬ 
saken and the fatherless. Bead low at the feet of 
. Jesys;— unfold thy heart, and lay all thy sorrows 
> there, He is tby Father and thy Friend, and He 
7 has said, “ He that eometh unto me, I will in no 
r wise cast out.” He will lead thee home, even as 
t He led her before thee. Thou shalt stand with her 
beside the Throne, and with her shalt thou strike 
the golden lyre, and sing the praises of the glori- 
’ ons LAMB. Allis peace there—sweet, sweet peace, 
and all earth’s sorrow bath departed from her now. 
I 0, then, weep ye no longer, bat rather rejoice that 
thy mother is m Heaven ! Eoselia. 
Baitings, N. Y., 1S57. 
01 a I'm u cl attracted them to the CAStle. In short, of intellectual life. A regulated exercise short of 
Mnc <■ ’«*«>’<«« “ - «’>‘7* 
aud prince alike, and as I gazed across the green train from goading it by constant and laborious 
and fruitful plain, to tho blue mountains rising up 
along the horizon, and the waters of the Rhine 
flashing like a mirror near the borders of the Black 
Forest, 1 felt longings to commence a uew wan¬ 
dering with my knapsack and staff, to see the won¬ 
ders of Nature among the Alps, and the marvels 
of Art, stored in the marble palaces of Italy. 
efforts in early life, and before the instrument is 
strengthened to its work, or it decays under onr 
hands .—Mental Physiology. 
Yery few men, properly speaking, live at 
present, but are providing to live at another time. 
Preaching. —Baxter said, “ I never got a fanci¬ 
ful text, or an ambitious theme, on my knees. ’— 
“Special, internal, efficient aid,” sa Y s Dr. Hender¬ 
son, “ will be granted to profoundly humble pray¬ 
er.” Says Wickliffe, “Great sanctity in heart aud 
life will bring that eternal light from the Spirit, 
which cannot be dispensed with, in the interpre¬ 
tation of Scripture.” 
