Thackeray, Reade, Trollope, Charlotte Bronte, 
Mrs. Stowe—theaeand their cotemporarica never 
betray a trace of that great sensuality—that 
delight In dirt—which characterized the Wiltons 
of the previous age. Tennyson, Mrs. Browning, 
Longfellow, Lowell, Whittier, Holmes, Bryant 
—none of these find occasion in the pure sensi¬ 
bilities of the age to erase a line they have writ¬ 
ten. Perhaps in some or most of these there 
might he more of the religious element, which 
a coming age of writers is certain to illustrate; 
hut. what they write is pure. Woman is respect¬ 
ed hi all, and wherever woman is respected 
there is always purity. Even as we look back 
upon the earlier English poets, and dramatists, 
and writers of Action, as those who lived in dark¬ 
ness, so will those whom we now regard as the 
great classical writers of the language retire into 
the night from the eyes of those who follow us. 
We believe that the literature of the present is 
far in advance of the preceding age in every 
moral quality. It belongs to, and is illustrative 
Written ror Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
ADVICE TO TEACHERS. 
I have read Miss Willard’s “ Advice to a 
Teacher,” and although a portion of her article 
i a good, yet according to my judgment, some of 
her sentiments arc uot, just what they should 
be. In regard to teaching scholars that “they 
are to be philosophers,” that “the bights by great 
men reached and kept are theirs,” in myhnmblo 
opinion, is very pernicious In its effects. In gain¬ 
ing knowledge wo should seek it for its own sake, 
and not merely to attain some bight reached 
and if wo do not strive to 
by ot hers before us 
impress this truth upon the minds of our pupils, 
we fail far short of accomplishing our duty. It 
is mere folly for teachers to tell their pupils.that 
they tnay all reach the topmost round of the 
ladder, in their researches after knowledge, 
lor every thinking mind knows this cannot be 
accomplished. 
We have known those who gave up their 
whole time to study, to bo outstripped by others 
who wore fur less studious. We have in our 
mind at present an Eastern student who entered 
the classical course, three years since. She was 
a faithful scholar, was at all times giving the 
closest, attention to her books, but after vain 
endeavors, she was obliged to give up the course, 
for it was an utter Impossibility for her to do 
anything with Latin and the higher mathematics. 
Now, how much encouragement would this 
young lady have received, by having her teacher 
relate to her the wonderful rapidity with 
Which Eltuo ISitruktt mastered the different 
languages, or of the ease with which many over¬ 
come the greatest difficulties in mathematics? 
: Some two years since I had charge of a class 
of young scholars, to whom I wished to teach 
the multiplication table. The eldest scholar in 
the class was a girl, some eleven years of age. 
I cannot vouch for t he pains r took in teaching 
them, but tills I do know, that every member in 
the class, with the exception of this girl, mastered 
her task during Ihfc term, and shekuew nothing 
whatever about it. I bud taken special pains 
with this girl, for I’sftW she required it; but my 
labor was of no avail. 
The motive which we should hold up before 
the minds of children is this: that by knowledge, 
if we make the proper use of it, we are enabled 
Beatrice:: By Julia Kavanagh, Author of “Adele 
“Nathalie,” “Qaeeu Mab,” etc., etc. Three vol- 
times in one. lijnio.—pp. 520. New York: D Ap¬ 
pleton & Co. 
“Beatrice” Is altogether the best novel, from the 
pen of this popular writer, that wo have ever read. It 
is, indeed, tho- old, old story of the vicissitudes of 
English middle-class lift, and neither the plot Itself, 
nor the general management of the story, contains 
any striklugty new features. But thcjudicloua variety 
of incident, the fact that the principal personages are 
never lost sight of. and the steady, unimpeded flow of 
the narrative, make the story very fascinating to that 
class of readers who consider moralizing on the part 
of an author as an insult to their understanding, and 
whom the least digression, in the way of an episode, 
would cause utterly to lose tho thread of tho pile. 
There are no superiluous characters In the work, and 
they are all, in the main, well conceived and forcibly 
drawn. The villain (every modern story must bave a 
villain!) is a very gentlemanly rascal, of the Count 
Fosco stamp; the hero and the heroine arc, of course, 
unexceptionable, and the dtnouemeni, conformable to 
prevalent notions of moral unity, is a happy one. 
The faults of the work are, that the story might 
have ended, just as consistently, ut the three hun- 
dreth page, as where it does; and that too little caro 
is manifested In the ilnal disposition of characters, in 
the fate of whom the reader has become interested. 
Few novel-readers, however, after having begun the 
work, will lay it aside until they hare finished it. For 
sale by Steelr & Avery. 
ir^LTJSTR.YTIONT OF STJAIMEK 
At length June, the fairest of the months of 
Summer, is full upon us. Blustering March, 
inconstant April and coy May, each, in our stern 
climate, retaining more or less the bleak traces 
of Winter, havo In turn passed the scepti c of tile 
seasons down and withdrawn their tickle charms 
before the approach of the clear skies, the soft 
airs, the bird-songs, the floral triumphs, the ver 
durous fruition of tho glad and laughing Junk. 
Our illustration represents Summer ns a 
young and lovely maiden, flower-crowned and 
flower-begirt, attended by a merry child as 
June, holding up a blossom to a bee. The 
group is spanned by au aureola of glittering 
sunbeams. 
A great variety of impersonations of this 
season may be found in the poets, but nothing, 
to our taste, finer than tho following from 
Spenser’s “ Fairy Queen : ” 
“ Then came the Jolly Summer, being dlght 
In a thin silken cassock colour'd green, 
That was unlined all, to be more light, 
And on bis head a garlnud well bescenc 
lie wore, from which ache had chaffed been, 
The sweat did drop, and In hts hand he bore 
A bow and shafts, as he in forest green 
Ilnd hunted late the libburd or tho boar, 
And now would bathe hi* limbs, with labour heated 
sore." 
It is uot the joyous aspect of verdure-elad 
hill ami dale, smiling uudor unclouded skies and 
fanned by balmy breezes, uur all the Summer’s 
wealth of flowers, nor the present promise of 
the Autumn’s future store of fruit and grain, 
that make the approach of this season so pecul¬ 
iarly dear aud precious to us, just now. No, 
though in ordinary times these alone would be 
enough to gladden our hearts, the joy we feel 
springs from deeper sources. A nation, strug¬ 
gling through “cloud'' and ’hick darkness,” 
battle torn, anguished—at times, almost despair¬ 
ing, has at last, thunks bo t •> God! been re¬ 
deemed. The war-clouds, once so impervious, 
have been rent; the Skies have cleared; and tho 
blessed sun of Brack dawns upon our laud. O, 
t hose Summers just ngonc! — replete with dread 
alarms, terrible sacriflces, and the dearest hopes 
so often and so fatally deferred. The Summer’s 
sun might shine, the flowers deck the meadow, 
aud the grove be vocal with the songs of birds; 
but neither sunbeam, bloom nor note had power 
to dispel our gloom or relieve our woe. Aud 
oven now, while we count the losses not too 
great for the glorious result, our grief is still 
poignant, because our bereavements are yet 
recent. Tho turf is hardly green above the 
bones of countless heroes slain in the sacred 
cause of Liberty and Progress; and the tm- 
burU-d! — 
"Gall for the robin red-brest and the wren, 
Since o’er shady groves they hover, 
And with leaves and flowers do cover 
The friendless bodies of uuburied men.” 
But let us not indulge in sad reflections. If 
we have had extraordinary trials, God has gra¬ 
ciously given ns no ordiuary strength with 
which to meet them. It is no common harvest 
that the present Summer promises. Oar toils, 
our Bufferings, our sacrifices, are seeds bowu 
in Iruittul soils, tlmt shall germinate and bear 
rich fruit for the ages yet to come. Another 
race, like that planted by Cadmus, eLall spring 
from the hallowed bones tint underlie our hun¬ 
dred battle-fields,— a race mightier iu rlie cause 
of Trutu uud Right than the world has ever 
seen. 
It is proper then, for us, triumphant aud dis¬ 
enthralled, to rejoice; to look the beauteous 
Summer gladly in the face —to slog with the 
poet: 
" The String's gay promise melted into thee. 
Fair Summer ! and thy gentle reign is here; 
Thy emerald robes are on each leafy tree; 
In the bine sky thy voice ia rich and clear; 
And the tree brooks have songs to bless thy reign — 
They leap in music ’midst liiy bright domain. 
are enabled to do more good. We should in¬ 
culcate this truth : tkatlf they seek after knowl¬ 
edge merely for the sake of gratifying their own 
tastes, they are leading a life of selfishness; and 
although their vain pride may lead them to think 
themselves above the uneducated, yet, in reality 
they are beneath them. Oh! that wo might 
have tho correct aim presented to the minds of 
the young for mental improvement. If there 
were, we should not have so many inactive 
minds in the'world as we have at present; for 
the God-given faculties of mind would be appre¬ 
ciated, and there would be a healthy stimulus 
given for the improvement of these faculties. 
Children must be taught that they are laying 
the foundation for that which is to live through 
•ill i teraity, aud that the time which is aqtiander- 
ed can never return to them. Let the idea of 
At Anchor: a S:orv of our Civil War. By an 
American. 12ino —pp. 311. New York: D. Apple- 
ion & Co. 
The plot of thi- story is hardly calcalated to excite 
general interest. The heroine, a Northern woman, 
wa> married previon- to the war to a Southern mau, 
who subsequetrly became n rebel officer. Uer convic¬ 
tions aud sympathies were still with the Union, but 
she remained in the South, engaged In hospital duties. 
Her Southern husband was Anally wounded and died, 
and the Unou^nx. <<• sees her restored to her Northern, 
home aud the confidence of her friends— man tod to a 
Northern hero, whom, all this time, she had been 
secretly loving. A pretty good recompense for luke¬ 
warm loyalty! Though not a strong work, this story 
is agreeably written, and will no doubt find readers 
enough, iu the prevailing passion for fiction, to pay fo¬ 
ils publication. For sale by Steele & Avery. 
My Married I.i vc at Hillside : Bv Baiiry Gray. 
12mo.—pp. 2U0. New York : Hurd & Houghton. 
" I went to the city for some wines, and then when 
they came f got married,” says our author, in his 
opening sentence. Early married life has, no donbt, 
many resources for happiness, some of which It is the 
object of this book, ia a humorous way, to depict. 
The contents of this volume were originally published, 
ia a serial form, iu the Home Journal, anil were pretty 
extensively read and admired. The feature of the 
book, sam tUenat, ts the illustrations, which are ex¬ 
ecuted by tho new process called graphotype. Many 
.'ulv.mtages are claimed for tills process over those now 
te general u-e. but the only one, we think, which ia 
beyond dispute, is rapidity of execution. Accuracy of 
detail is not one of Its virtues. For sale by Adams)i& 
Ellis. 
Thus gazing on thy void and sapphire sky, 
O Summer! in my inmost soul arise 
Uplifted thoughts to which the woods reply, 
And tho blaud air with its soft melodies, - 
Till basking In some visions glorious ray, 
I long for eagles’ plumes to flee away I ” 
taught at our district schools; but the young 
person who brings these from school, can him¬ 
self, iu his winter evenings, range over the entire 
field of useful knowledge. Our common schools 
arc Important in the same way as the common 
air, the common sunshine, the common rain — 
invaluable for their commonness. They are tho 
corner-stone of the municipal organization which 
is the characteristic feature ot our social system; 
they are the fountain of that wide spread intelli¬ 
gence, which, like a moral life, pervades the 
country. From the humblest village school 
there may go forth a teacher who, like Newton, 
shall bind his temples w ith the stars of Orion's 
belt — with Hersehel, light up his cell with the 
beams of before undiscovered planets — with 
Franklin, grasp the lightning.— Ed. Eoerett. 
flood; and by a beautiful contrivance, there Is a 
part which represents the water which rises and 
fulls, lilting the ships ut high water tide as if it 
was in motion, uud as it recedes, leaving these 
little automaton ships dry on the sands. It 
shows the twelve signs of the zodiac; it strikes 
or not, as you may with it; it him the equation 
table, showing tho difference of clock and suu 
every day in the year. Every portion of tho 
clock is of beautiful workmanship. 
THE ANCIENT STATUE OF HERCULES, 
Chamber’s Em vcloi-epia : A Dictionary of Uni¬ 
versal Knowlege for the People, on the Basis of tho 
Latest Edition of the German Conversations Lexi¬ 
con Illustrated by Wood Engraviugi ami Maps. 
Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott ACo.j 
Wo have received the latest numbers of this valua¬ 
ble work, now being published iu a serial form, and 
can unhesitatingly recommend it to our readers. 
When completed, it wlU be second to uo work in the 
English language, aa a thesaurus of valuable informa¬ 
tion. The Guamuers Brothers have earned a de¬ 
served repo'at tan by the publication of works of this 
character "Chamber’s Cyclopaedia of English Liter¬ 
ature,” although now an old work, fills a place in oar 
libraries which no other work we are acquainted with 
is calculated to supply For sale by G. W. Fisher. 
Gibson, the English sculptor in Rome, says 
of the newly discovered undent bronze statue 
of Hercules : — it is thu most beautiful work of 
art in Rome; it made me melancholy the whole 
of the day after 1 bad seen it, to think that\after 
the labor of a life l had made sudi slight ap- 
prouebes to the perfection of the master baud 
which had executed the work.” A Homan letter 
says further of it: — " Like acollossalgoldeu im¬ 
age it appears ; for now that the iuerustntions of 
time have been removed, the gift surface, which 
Is perfect, flashes on the eye, and indicates, by 
tho expense that wa» lavished upon it. In how 
high appreciation this statuu wus held even in 
that age of giants, Grand in it.- proportions, it 
Is exquisitely delicate in its details; the nails 
ot the foot, the hair, the slight beard or whis¬ 
kers on the face, are us fine as limey work, while 
the muscles stand out with all the assertion of 
manly strength.” The discoverer of the statue 
presented It to the Pope, who rewarded him 
with preseuts to the value of over 550,000. 
EDUCATION OF WOMEN IN KANSAS 
AN ANECDOTE OF WEBSTER 
Ihk Legislature of Kansan, In decreeing the 
establishment of a State University, lms con¬ 
nected with it a female department, the pupils 
of which are to have access to the library and 
tho lectures of the University. The site ot the 
University, our readers may perhaps know, is 
the flourishing town of Lawrence. It is in¬ 
tended that the department for the young 
women shall be separate in most respects, from 
the rest, of the University, tho pupils being 
under the charge of persons of their own sex, and 
the buildings destined for its use being separate 
t'mn the others. Miss Mary E. Chapin and her 
• Miss Caroline Chapin, experienced teach- 
ors from the Femnle College, in Milwaukee, havo 
already made u beginning, and have established 
a preparatory school, which is quite flourishing. 
TOWN LIBRARIES, 
The Atlantic toh Jess.—This excellent and over- 
welcome magazine presents Its readers, tide month, 
with Its usual rich variety of original prose and poet¬ 
ical articles* The Allan tic is the only thoroughly first- 
class American m icaalno published. "A Letter about 
England,” by John Wkim, Is an attempt to explain 
the causes of England's hostility to the American 
Union. “A Prose Heuriadts” by Gail Hamilton, is 
a sitrio, .w>u < discourse on " bens,” amt their proper 
••brlugine up.” " Dely's Cow ' is a simple, touching 
story, by tto- . Terry, of a woman's sacrifice for the 
Union. The other contributors are Bayard Taylor, 
Elizabeth A. C. Akkii-. Anne M. Brewster, M. D. 
Coxw vv, C. G. Corns-, Jsc., &e. The article, par at 
csftvRM, of this uumber. however, is “ The Place of 
Abraham Lincoln in History,” by Georue Bancroft. 
We recommend our renders to look iuto it. For sale 
by booksellers generally. 
Tub founding of libraries should be encour¬ 
aged lu all our towns. Their practical value 
cannot well bo over-estimated. The supply in¬ 
creases the demand. A taste for reading lias 
thus been awakened where it has hitherto slum¬ 
bered from the want of the means of Us gratifi¬ 
cation. To give an illustration of tho general 
influence of a library In this respect, 1 am 
informed that the amount oi reading In Sudbury 
is increased at least four-fold since the opening of 
the well-selected library in tbut town, and that 
the improvement is ns marked in tho quality as 
tin* quautily of books read. Travels aud histo 
rles, works of science, taste, poetry, essays and 
choice romances, have taken the place of dime 
novels and other emphatically tc^kly novelettes 
of the day. The Goodnow Library is now the 
pride and treasure oi' this town, rendering it a 
more inviting place of residence, aud adding 
ucw value to every aero, and higher attractions 
to every intelligent home within itsllmit- a. 
Northrop. 
AN INGENIOUS CLOCK 
OUR COMMON SCHOOLS, 
There is now iu possession of, and manufac¬ 
tured by Mr. Codings, 6ilversmitli, of Gloucester, 
England, a most ingenious piece oi mechanism, an 
eight-dayclock, with dead beat escapement main¬ 
taining power, which chimes the quarters, plays 
sixteen tunes, plays three tunes in twelve hours, 
or will play ut any time required. The hands go 
round us follows: One, ouce a rnluulo; one, 
otieo an hour; oue, once a week; one, once a 
month ; one, once a year. It shows the moon’s 
age, the time of rising and setting of the sun, 
times of high aud low water, half-ebb and half* 
otnmon School gives to the mass of the 
he key of knowledge. I think it may 
d> be said, that the branches of Uuowl- 
ight therein, when taught in a liuished, 
’ raan ner - reading, in which I Include 
bug of our language; a firm, sightly, 
u»ndwriting, and the elemental rule- of 
ic Br<s ot' greater value than all the 
I* is taught now-a days at school. I am 
dom sayiug that nothing else cun bo 
THE LITERATURE OF THE PRESENT DAY 
Op all the writers of tlm present day who hold 
the good will of the public, and whose works 
enter Into the present life of the people, there is 
not one who betrays a dirty heart, or who, if he 
possesses one, dares to exhibit it in his works. 
We have no Fielding.? in rietlou, no Sterncs in 
philosophy, no Byrons iu poetry. Dickens, 
The New Pvm.— This is a monthly Ari-Jonmal, of 
twenty-two octavo pug published tiyJAa. Miller, 
New York. I> Is exclusively devoted to Painting and 
Statuary, and the ftuiie tntmbor contains a description 
of tin* National Academy of Design, brief critieims 
upon works displayed at its "Fortieth Annual Ex hi 
bltlou," &c. It Is invaluable to those who wish to 
know what is doing in the American Art-World. 
