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Our fives like hastening streams must be, That into ono engaging sea Are doomed to fell•— The sea of death, whose waves roll on O'er king and kingdom, crown and throne, And swallow all. - Alike the h mblei rivulets Ode, To t at sad wave ! Death le► a poverty and pride, And r' and'poor sleep side by side Within the grave. Our birth is but a'*tarting-place ; Life is the running of a race, And death,the goal; There all our glittering toys are brought— That path alone of all, unsought, Is found of all. See; then, hoar poor and little worth Are all those glittering toys of earth That lure us here ; Dreams of a sleep that death must break ; _ Alas ! beforakit bids us wake We disappear. MrT l MsW'N ' '% j 7Vq-t. I read in the Bulletin, a few days—since, an item copied from an Eastern paper, giv ing an account of a cue of discipline by a female teacher—perhaps I should say, lady. The subject was a sm_alLboy, and the method of punishment fatally injured the head-- What the grave offense was that called for so grave treatment, we are not informed.— The almost immediate consequences were fo• roe, insanity and death. 'Troubles do not come singly ; an too vating circumstance added torture to anguish. The father bad already been called by tele graph to the bedside of another dying boy, when this last bolt struck, and the tree that had been shocked was not peeled ana blasted We said we do not know how the teacher had been troubled; whether of not she had been anneyed, tried or insulted till patience was wearied, reason abandoned and passion had been allowed to usurp the throne; so we have no judgement to enter—no blame' to measure. Retributive justice came speedily : all through the delrium the poor boy kept begging piteously, 'Don't strike me. The memory of this scene will be judgment e nough. We wish to use this bit of school history as a teat upon which to say a few words. It brings to mind another ease that happened not long ago nearer borne, and which, there fore, speaks more directly to us In this case the teacher is a female, also, and rho papa was a little girl—a dear, sweet child, tender, sensitive, affectionate and altogether lovable; and the point we wish to press is, that such Wares ;re not to be delt with as may be, pos• sibly. those that aro naturally rude, low in mental and spiritual organization and devel opment—never at home, knowing nothing of love, kindness, sensibility, beauty, whose whole treatment is of an animal character.— Thoigh we do not wish to infer that such may be abused. - It would seem that at esahonl our teachers would all aptreciate this difference in character and discriminate, and act accord ingly ; even the 'very young teaohers—of which there ate a large number, and the one referred to was one of them. The case to which we refer in thra follow ing little story was not one of discipline prop perly, only of harsh treatment—and which when seen under the clear eye of that re• vesting lens, truth, with all attending Orem stances contributing their itemit was cruel and—to her little hart...was torture. The teacher not naturally a oriel teacher, by any means; on the contrary, I . believe her to be a gentle, amiable lady, as much so as any of us—and that event may happen any, day in almost any school room But *ant of consideration—lack of judgment—careless nees—thoughtlessaess in speaking, hasty ac. tion, Alviag no obarme for reason to dictate, ramming all minds, all spirits, bra machine of fired calibre—crushing some and atretob. ing others — is what wortniaohief perpetu ally, and is a course to be condemned and protested against as a barliening process, not to be known out of a heathen community.— There are traits of character-in the Ameri can Indian, "the Spartan, and the Hindoo, that, upon the page of history, may seem ad mirable ; but tbv are not a Christian growth.. WAYNESBORO', FRANKLIN COUNTI, PENNSYLVANIA, THURWV MORNING, OCTOBER 20, 1670. TOE FOOTSTEPS OF OEM TH-E-LITTLE HAND. A STORY • DEDICATED TO YOUSO TEACHERS. Xiact , oriainclexre N'zitl2ll7* lge•minespistroeur; Such are stolid indifference to bodily pain— and an equal indifFerence to the sufferings and sorrows of others. Ily persisttot train iog the cords of sympathy may be shriveled and the fountains of feeling dried up. Cdr. Min routines of habit, of thought and notion, may turn a humati nature into a tnetalic one, that shallever _under the conditions—be deaf and dead to all appeal from the gentle, tender, blooming side of our being. It blights childhood, as - frost blights those modest flow. era that cling to sunny banks only. The 'crimson sweat' of Jesus, it has been though —was the result of suffering in a nature im maculate, sensitive sad sublimated beyond human conception—a groeer -nature would never have manifested it. Too often we seem ashamed of tenderness; we steel our beasts against it; 'and so every day sees a thousand times repeated—the sweet violets of human life torn— crushed, trampled—and lai3. out of our sight. 'Tis a bald mystery, ruthless, inscrutable as fate—an endowment of pain without compensation—that no heart can bear that is not fossilized or heathenized, or that has not a martyr's faith in the beati tudes of the life to come. 'Little Lizzie was six years old. She was I too youno ° to be put into the crowd of a pub lic school, we thought, and we hesitated a long time before agreeing to do it. But her COUfilli, several years older, was going, and _we-finally concluded to allow her to go, tho' she had just risen from the measels. She was earnest to go, and when permitted, was delighted and enjoyed it highly to the end. She felt-proud=and=digoi fied--with-her-books and little tasks, and we all eojeyed witness. ing her enthusiasm, and felt satisfied we bad not erred it , gratifying her. So she • contin• ned. She had been in school just one month. One day she came home, under escort of her faithful cousin, in sad humiliation end dis grace ; her little heart seemingly crushed, and she sobbing pitiat ly : 'Oh mamma, mam• mn !' iiy degrees.she was able to speak— she told her story, in fragments and fitfully : sick—mamma-I.—held—up my hand again—and_ehe called me up—before all—the children—and scolded me—and sent . —me home—Oh ! mamma.' That, was all. Stifled with sobs, she epsld say no more. It was enough. Too sickle sit in her seat, she had been rudely scolded before the pupils and dismissed—and that too, when she bad done all - she eTird—uuder the law—and in The politest manner, viz holding'up her lit tle hand, as a token of petition, pleading This one thought had burned into her very soul. She dwelt on it till dark. We tried in vain to soothe and comfort her.--She bad been hurt—disgraced beyond help. We laid her in her little crib, tortured with a terrible headache; and in a high fever. We had hope in sleep, rest is the—elastic - spring o childhood. We trusted that in the fresh• seas of the morning air—the bright sunlight: the love of all her friends, and the caresses' and petting of the dearest, that she would forget the agony of this first crushing mor tification, and would be herself again Ala: it never came. We had to stifle that hope Before midnight, the flame color on her cheeks, suffusing all her neck and chest, told the fearful story—searlet fever. All that night, and the krty•eight hours of life that followed, the little white hand could tot be kept below the sheet It was held up con• gently, and that touching moan—'o,l I 1 held np my bands'—was continued as long as strength would permit. At last she lay still. The celestial aurora was dawning on her young spirit, and presently there came the messenger with inverted taper, and alto went up to where the shining ones will answer all her pleadings. Lizzie sleeps under the Cali• feral.). violets ; but her at. ry I shall hear ut tered, every hour, forever through life, and the spiritual photograph of' that little band is set unalterably upon memory's immortal tablet. * * * * * Shall we blame any one The devoted mother of that dear child—cultivated, re fined, thoughtful, gracious—had no reproach to east—no blame .to lay upon any; not even in that last hour of exquisite pain, when a formal note from the school was sent into that chamber —shrende4 in the 'fearful a elipse—gLizzie had been absent from school three days, please attend to it.' No, not even when sitting with sorrow' in bereavement; nor when the dark curtain was drawn that shut the sweet star—forever—from sight ;-= and'sve must have none. Only let the cost. ly lesson stand in letters of fire before us to day, tomorrow and forever —Ex. Beautiful and True. Ron. Gains-ha A. Grow closed a recent speeqh as follows : Nations live by the prat. tine of jnatioe—and then die by injustice and wrong. We are told by theorists on the rise and full of empires, that nations. once great and powerful, have crumbled to decay, by reason of the extent of their territory or vastness of their population. No nation ev• er yet died, or ever will, no matter what the extent of its territory, or bow Vast its popu lation, if governed by just laws, and imbued with a humanity as . broad as the race. Any nation will die, and deserves to, that incor porates into its institutions, its' customs, or its laws, a barbarism. that•blunts the sense of justice and chills the humanity of its people. National disasters are not the growth of 'a day, but the fruit of long years of injustice and wrong. Every sigh wrung from crush ed humanity, by organised wrong, ascends on the prayers of the victim' to Eternal Jus ties, and sooner or later comes back bitter retribution on the head of the wrong doer. If the rulers and law makers of a people fail to profit .by such lessons— then, in the Prov idece of God, Pliaraoh.lilte, they must be taught by multiplied woes. A nation whose people shall practice the great precept first proclaimed on the-seashore and along the hillsides of Judea : "Whatsoever ye would that others should do to you, do you even so to them"— will live-forevetli - • ft:- The Washerwornaix's Daughter. In one of the prominent cities 42f Italy,. more than a score of years ago, the tattered figure of a little gitl lay at the door of a lit tle house occupied by an eminent American lady, then pursuing her professions engage. ments as a vocali st. Time and again the child would seek her accustomed place,. and as the sweet notes of the wonderful song: stress woke the quiet of the street, she would give her *hole swelling heart to the theme, drinking it in with an interest contrasting strongly with .her humble appearance. Con tinuing her favorite vocation with, unabated patience, it was not long before the eircuiti. steam attracted the , observation 31 the lady, 'who kindly drew the little admirer into her apartment, while she resumed her practice. Delighted and charmed, the child silently followed each enchanting passage too full to utter the gratitude of her little heart. 'Would you like to learn to sing?' asked the lady at length. 'OW so much!' Weil, then, you shall! , Testing her young pupil she diseoveretla voice of rare premise and sweetness 'Now, who aro you, my tittle girl!' .'Only your washerwoman's daughter,' re plied the other. And from that begun a rigid course of instructions until the lady's time for departure was fixed, and soon she was sailing for America. A few years since, a lady distinguished and beloved for a past glory that only age could limit, received a brief note, inolosing a complimentary wrd, and lines stating that the writer — would be pleased — and honored with her presence daring the opera season in which the author was to sustain the prin cipal .roles. There was no name ineribed, the note simply ending, 'The Wasberwo macie Daughter." In an instant the truth recurred to her. ,The world renowned prima donna was none .other than little pupil. The favorite of our people's, at this day, the washerwoman's daughter, is the acknowledged queen of song Fate of a Prussian Spy. In an inn at Strasbourg some Algrines, officers, sub•offiCers and French soldiets,were ongagedin eating a comfortable dinner, the first for .eight days. A stranger entered and asked permision to join them at the table. t i 'Gentlemen,' said he, galthot I do not . have the honor of-being known to you, E am not a stanger to the grand family of the army. Capt. Brunet, of the twenty first line, is my best friend—almost my brother.-' -- o n account of Capt. Brunet, although no one present knew him, the stranger was al• lowed to take a seat. lie had already eaten the eetellette and the ragout, and had emu 'termed to chat with his companion, whoa his evil destiny brought into the room an officer of the twentyfi-rat. 'Ah I' said one.to the stranger, 'here is some one who will give you news from your friends. , Lieulananh,-we-ptesent to you an iutitnate friend of Capt. Brunet.' 'What Brunet? 'Of the twenty—first' 'We have never had any. Capt, Brunet during the fen years I have been in it.' The intruder embarrassed. lie stammered, and-iti his confusion, betrayed a foreign accent. Some Turco took the lieutenant aside and said: Are you sure Capt. Brunet is unknown in the twenty-first i" give you my word of boner? They were a going to make short work of the spy, but his. next neighbor, an officer of the trailleurs, arrested them with-a gesture, and said 'This gentleman is under my care. • Dine at your ease, sir. Permit me to pass the Ohcve. Take some of these mirabelles! The dinner wee ended in silenoo. They wont out. The officer took the arm of the spy, passed into the street, drew his revolver ' and gravely sod without a word of , remark, blew out his brains. Tim DEAD PICKET.-03 the fi Id on the left near Tilton, where our cavalry engaged the enemt, a beautiful garden, clothed in all the !eyelid - Ilse that. rare plants and,Southern flowers could give it, attracted my attention, and I was drawn to it. The house had been deserted by its ewers, and the smi:ing wag nolias and the roses seemed to guard over the deserted premises. I entered through an open gate, stopped to pluck a toss from the hush, when I discovered one of the ene• my's pickets lying partially covered by the grass and hushes, dead. Ile was a noble looking man, and upon his countenance there seemed to rest the remnant of a smile. The right hand clasped a coca which he was in the act of severing from its when ho received the messenger of death. In the af ternoon the cavalry dug.tt narrow grave, and, with Federal soldiers for pab-bearers and the beautiful flowers for mourners, ho was laid to rest, the rose still clasped in his hand Nothing was found to Identify him, and in that lonely grave hia life's history lies en tombed. No sister's tears will baptize the grave among the roses where the dead picket Wt.—Letter from Resaca. Post office clerks occasionally get off a funny thine; at least"so says the Binghamton Daily Repub:ioan. A eleik in our post office heard a tap at the window of ;the ladies de partment, when who should he find there but a coati-by the name of Drake, to whom he said, 'Mr. Drake, will you please•go to the other side, this department. is lot ducks !' A man who went furbing , to a private pond in a suburban town, complains that he only got ono bite, and that-was hours dog whose master owns the pond. The Arab's tent is small, bat be has sun rise fot,hia front door,. IMMMIa ' Words of Wisdom. Keep clear of the man who (lees not value his owe character. 'them is always time enough to boast; wait a little lon Govern your thoughts-whem alone:and-your tongue when,,,th company. Better have a lump' on your back than in your character. Speak little; speak truth; mad little, pay cult. Never stand aside. tor ttifies, Let them do that honor you. Whatever you dislike in anottioi, take mare to correct in yourself. Keep company with good men and yall increase their number. Do not choose your friend ,by his looks Itandstitne shoes often pinch the feet. In any business, never wade into water where you cannot see the bottom. Beware of no man more than yourself; we carry our worst enetniea with us. Put no dependence upon the label of a bag; and count money after your own kin, See the sack open before • you buy what is in it; for he who trades in the dark asks to be oheated • Never shout hallo I till you are out of the wood; and never cry fried fiih till you have them in the net. If s man is honest and truthful, there is little need of saying much about it. The man who loves truth with atl his heart, likewise loves those who suffer for the elle o truth. We should _ more selacn_tak a—offense— at each other, if we looked oftener at the why than the what. Learn to say no. No necessity of snap• ping it out, but say it firmly and respectful• ly. A man who gives his children habits of in. dustry provides for them a stock of money. A good kick out of doors is better to some than all the Hob -uncles in the world By no means put yourself in another per. son's power; if you put your thumb between two grinders, they are apt to bite. Drink nothing without seeing it i • sign nothing without reading it, and make sure that it means no More than it asp. Beware of .a man who swears; for a man who would blaspheme his Maker, would make no bones of lying or stealing. .Good nature, like the busy bee, collects sweetness from every herb; while ill nature, like the spider, collects poison from honey flowers. The aim of an honest man's life is not the happiness which serves only himself, but the virtue which is useful to others. Opportunity is the flower.ol time, and as the stalk may remain after the _ flower is.eut off, so time may be with us when opportuni ty is gone forever. It is usual with obstinato_persens to re gard-neither truth contradiction nor bent). fit in disputing. Positiveneps is a certain ev idenee of a weak judgment. Every parent is like looking glass- for his children to dress themselves by. Therefore, parents should take care to keep the glass clear and bright, not dull and spotted, as their good example is a rich inheritance for the rising generation. Ile who has not learned the resolute les• son of self help has made little progress as a student; has grown little toward real man hood. Half the world refuses to do its own thinking, to toil through the solution of its own knotty problems; hence, Ilk the world who will not do this must be stMect to the other half who will. They who do the think ing will either directly of inditeetly do the government.— 'Wesley. A LicssoN FOR Gllttrs.—An intelligent gentleman of fortune, visiting a country vil. Inge in Maine, nor far from Bangor, was hos pitably entertained and lodged by a gentle. man having three daughters. Two of these, in rich dresses, entertained the distinguished stranger in the parlor, while one kept herself In the kitchen, assisting her mother in pre. paring the food and setting the table for tea, and after supper, in doing the wotk till it was finally completed, when she Van, joined ber sisters in the parlor for. the evening The oast morning the same daughter was a gain early in the kitchett, while the other two were in the parlor. The gentleman, like Franklin, possessed a discriminating mind, vas a close observer of the habits of the yam; ladies, watched an opportunity and whispered something in the ear of the in. dustrions one, and then left for a time, bat revisited the same family, and in about a year the young lady of the kit4hcn was conveyed to Boston, the wife of the same gentleman visitor, where she now resides at an elegant mansion. The gentleman whose fortune she shares, she won by judicious deportment and well directed industry. In a railroad car. the seats were all full except ode which was oocupicd by a pleaeent• looking Irishman,—and at one of the eta tions_a couple of evidently well-bred and in• telligent young ladies - catne to procure seats, but seeing no vacant mien, were about goiog into a back car, when Patrick rote hastily and offerd them his seat with,evident pleas. tire: •But you will have no seat for yourselt, responded - one of the yOung ladies, with a smile, besitatioe,-with true politeness as to accept it 'Never ye mind that,' ,said the gallant Hibernian, •y9're welcome to it. I'll ride upon the cowcatcher to New York any time for a smile from such jintlemaoly la= dies, and he retreated into the next oar amid the deers of his fellow . passengers. Man should remember the nobility ofhis nature. and ih his every act and Under every kind of eireemstanceative root that he re members it. Very queer that if bid of diet will nearly put cut the eye of a young man, whenn• he may have a whole rung lady in it and tee hater than ever. lialiM • 110.00 ,3Poze -"Seer Anecdote of awen Lovejoy. Loot joy was a giant in Northern and Cen• Il!uioise, althoUgh those sections were strongly pro slaves, ; but his prineiplea were too ultra to be even listened to in the eouth. - ern - part of the State. During a heated cam paign he applied so the State central com• tnittee of his party for an appointment to speak upett the pditical issues in 'Egypt.'— The committee urged that it would cause the party certain defeat at the pulls, and (fiend him all the appointments he would acecpt to speak in other E eotiora of the State. By persisceut effort, however, he got the consent of the committee to do as he desired; but oft the condition that be should appear naafi, Pounced.. Selecting a certain ootnrounity most hostile to himself -end his princi ples, ho rose before a vast crowd of brawny. beaded men, who had just listened to a soft• soaping oration, and without, an introduction began his 'speech by saying: 'Gentlemen, there's a.great criminal in the land; a crini• inal whorls permitted to perpetrate the foul , est outrages upon hanianity without meeting punishment or rebuke. To day lie is corn mitting lets than which none more damning are to be found in the category of mime; With secreligious bands he has dragged hus bands from the presence of loving wives, and wives from devoted husbands ; be has sepa rated children from aged parents; ho has - ruthlessly borne helpless infants from the arms of weeping mothers.' In this strain he went on in language which, though harsh to the sense was softening! to the heart, to de scribe-the-institution et-h man shivery, hold. lag it up before his 'audience all the while is the character of an imtvidual. When the description of the character was complete and the crowd that surrounded him was roused with indignation against the criminal, he brought his specie) to an, apparent con. elusion with the words, That criminal is Slavery.' if a voice more than human had rang into the ears of each one of the audi• enee 'Thou art the man!' the could Pearce- ly have been more ashamed and repentant. Giving the ertswd barely-time to reeover from the shock, the speaker, raising himself to his fullest height, and assuming the tone of one about to communicate an astounding fact, es• claimed, ant.thven Lovejoy, the live abo; litionist. Look at me And the rough hands that an hoar before, had his name been announced, would have torn him from the speaker's-stand; were raised with waving h- 'lies eh that Jots, to give greater zest to 1.. ,eer followed ; or used to wipe the moisture from eyes that wept teats of repentance. A 'onmsECTOß.—And BO you are married Bridget ?' said a lady to her former servant. •Yis,MIMI: 'And pray what is your husband's busi ng - 9T 'Business, is ha fo, marm I' .Yes. What does he do for a livieg?' •Shure, he's a eellecter.' 'A collector I %V hp; Biddy,' said madame, whose ideas al, collector were of $ hand.- some judge of her acquaintance, who 'tan the dustom house'—'married to a collector ! you don't say So.' 'Shure I do tnarm, say that same thing.' `A collector I Why, where does be col. loot, Biddy 1' 'All over this city, mama,' said Bridget. 'All over this city,' replied madame, be. ginning to wonder what Bridget was driving at; 'how ninth does he eollect ?' 'Fifty or sixty i.ounds, and some days a hundred.' 'You mean fifty or sixty dollars, not pounds —dollars, Bridget,' said madame, with om. phasic •No therm, I don't mane dollars; 1 mane geese' 'Grease.' 'Shure I do, for Pat is a soap grew° col lector.' .SE SOCIAL AT Ilomg —Let parents talk much and talc well at home. A father who is habitually silent at his own house, may be in many respects a wise man, but he is not wise in his own silence. We sometimes sea pers7mas who are the life` lb story company they enter, dad, silent and uninteresting at home among the childrer. If they have not evangel activity and meccal store sufficient for both, let them first provide for their own household.. Ireland exports beef and wheat and lives oa potatowijand they fare as poorly who reserve their social charms for compan. ions abroad, and keep t heir d uliness for home consumptioe. It is better to instruct chi!. dren and make them happy at home, then it is to charm strangers or to amuse Monde. A silent house is st dull place for young people—a place from which they will escape if they can. They will talk or think of being 'shut up' there, and the youth who does not love home, is in great danger. We overheard two negroes the other day arguing about the creation of the world, when one said : .D 6 world rested on a turtle's beek—de bible ries so' 'ls dat so? What does it say de turtle rested on ?' 'Bush your mouf, bid niggah, you done gone and broke up de argument.' . - An lowa boy of fifty-fire has bad his pros. peon ruined, by being Seduced into matrimo ny by a gushing widow of 146. The weans of both parties are mad as biases about it, because they didn't wait until they knew more about the natural 0011Seple11088 of mat rimony. Thep tell of a man ont west whose heir hi so ted, that he has to !ear knots over bis bead to keep the candle 'moths from By. le g in. 'We know a girl. says some one, 'so 'b. ¬ions that when she has nothing elee to &Niko sits and knits her blew: BEIM riirm BER
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