Jfamilg %in\t. THE BUEIAL OE MOSES. And He buried him in a valley in tlie land of Moab, over against Bethpeor: but no man knoweth of bis sepulchre unto this day.— Deut. 34: 6. By Nebo’s lonely mountain, On this side Jordan’s wave, In a vale in tbe land of Moab, There lies a lonely grave: And no man dug that sepulchre, And no man saw it e’er, For the angels of God upturned the sod And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth ■, But no man heard the trampling Or saw the train go forth", Noiselessly as the daylight Comes when the night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean’s cheek Grows into the great red sun. Noiselessly as the Spring time Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves — So, without sound of music, Or voice of those that wept, Silently down from the mountains’ crown The great procession swept. Perchance the bald old Eagle On gray Bethpeor’s height, Out of his rocky eyrie Looked on the wondrous sight: Perchance the Lion, stalking, Still shuns that hallowed spot; For beast and bird have seen and heard That, which man kneweth not. But when the warrior dieth, - His comrades in the war, With arms reversed and muffled drain, ' Follow the funeral car. They show the banner taken, They tell his battles won, And alter him lead his master’s steed While peals the minute gun. Amid the noblest of the land . Men lay the sage to rest, And give the bard an honored place, With costly marble drest," In the great minuter transept, Where, lights like glories fall, And the sweet CHoir sings and the organ rings Along the emblazoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword; This the most gifted poet' That ever breathed a word: And never earth’s Philosopher Traced wi th his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honors? The hillside for his pall. To lie in'state while anjgels wait, With stars for tapers tall, And the dark rock-pines like tossing plumes OvCr his bier to wave, And God’s own hand, in that lonely land, To lay him in his gravel In that deep; grave with.ont a name, When his uncoffined clay ■Shall break again (most wondrous thought) Before the judgement day, And stand with glory wrapped around On the hills he never trod,* And .speak of the strife that wore out life, With the Incarnate Son of God! >0 lonely tomb in Moab’s land ! 0 dark Bethpeor hill! Speak to these curious hearts of ours • And teach them to be still, God hath his mysteries of grace— Ways that we. cannot tell; He hides them deep, like the secret sleep Of him He loved so well. JENNIE’S DISAPPOINTMENT. BY M. E. M. [CCNTINbED.] After singing, every one repeated a verse of Scripture, and Miss Pomeroy made a short with'the beautiful prayer of our Saviour, “ Our Fa ther Which art in heavier!.” In the latter, all the school united. . Everything in Miss Pomeroy’s school moved in perfect order. At the tap of the bell, the classes formed for recitation, and|no sound, above the subdued hum of the teacher’s and pupils’ voices was heard. Jennie got on famously with her spelling and geography lessons,, and a pleasant surprise awaited her when the arithmetic hour drew near. "To-day,” said the principal, "I have a plan to propose to you, in which I think you will all be glad, to join; as many of the youtig ladies have asked me to excuse them for not having prepared their exam ples,! have decided to omit the arithmetic lesson altogether, and take up the same portion to-morrow. The scholars may now prepare for recess.” During the recess, Jennie took , her lint to Miss Eva, and found, much to her sur prise, that she had made* more than any one else. "What mil be done with the lint?” asked a little girl. " f lt will.be sent to the Christian Com mission, my dear, for use in the hospitals, where, they require a great deal of lint, and a great many bandages for the wounded soldiers. The,soldiers are fighting for us all, even for every little boy and girl in the country, and the least we can do in return, is to try and prepare comforts for them; when they are sick and wounded*” “ But what can we do ?” asked the child, "We are too young—perhaps the big girls can help them, but what can the lit tle ones do ?” / “ Suppose a little drop of rain should say, •‘ of what use am I V and stay up in the sky, , and then another and another should follow’ its example, what would become of the rich showers, that fail so softly and sweetly upon the earth ? Suppose the stars should hide their heads on a dark night; each thinking itself too small to do any good, or give any light, what would the belated traveller do for want of-their friendly aid ? J£ach of you may only be able to do as much as oneiittle drop, or one tiny stai, but if you do that little well, and all work together, you will be able to make many a soldier’s heart glad.” Some of the scholars spent their recess out of doors, making snowballs, and sportively flinging them at each other, — capital sport, my little friends: while others ate nuts and apples in the school room, walked arm in arm together up and down, or sat at their desks, busy with their books. Some of the girls made fre quent visits to Miss Eva’s desk, returning from it with faces bright with pleasure. Miss Eva had set aside one drawer of her desk as a post office. At recess each day, the jjirls were allowed to come and see whether there were any notes for them, and deposit their own to their schoolmates. Many were the little slips of paper with messages of affection, and scraps of news upon them in childish characters which were transmitted through the Academic Post Office. Nor was the exercise merely an amusement. The pupils, quite as; much through this means, as through the regular instructions of the class in com position, became proficient in epistolary correspondence, and learned that the art of writing letters is after all, only the art: of talking on paper. Jennie went to the post office, this re cess, as usual. “ Miss Eva, is there a letter for me ?” “Yes,” said Miss Eva, “Run away,, and enjoy it Jennie; I see that Miss Pomeroy is about to ring the bell:” Jennie’s note was from one of her schoolmates, Martha had been written the night before. It began thus: Mir own Sweet Jennie. —l’ve just come from Kittie’s, and am tired and sleepy, but must write a note to tell you what a grand time we had. Kittie’s sister Ella is a beautiful young lady, and she was 'as kind as could be. And we made ever so much lint! I kept mine nice and whiter but some of the girls were very careless, and got theirs all soiled. The older ones scraped the linen, but the others pulled it out, thread by thread, which I think is the best way. I told mother, what a good girl you were to stay at home so patiently, and she says, you must come and spend an af ternoon with me, to make up for it. Will you and Horace come together, to-morrow afternoon,' after school ? Ask' your mo ther. Your loving friend, The bell rang, and Jennie put .her note away; feeling quite happy in the prospect of visiting Martha. Mrs. Haynes was a. widow lady, who lived in a very beautiful house, a short distance from Jennie’s home; She had two-children, Rufus and- Martha, whom she trained very carefully, and about whose associates she was very particular; Not more than a half-dozen of the village children had ever been asked to take tea with Martha, so that Jennie felt that she was quite highly honored.; She nodded over the room to Martha, and smiled, signifying the pleasure the note had afforded her. When the girls had all taken out their work, the schoolroom presented a very pretty appearance. One of the young la dies was crocheting an Afghan or carriage blanket, of the brightest shades of zephyr worsted; blue, orange, scarlet, green, black, and crimson and purple, in alternate stripes. Another was wandering through the intricacies of a piece of embroidery, working flowers of every hue and shade, almost as fair as the lilies of the field them selves. Others- were making tidies,, foot stools, and various articles for . use or or nament. Jennie brought out her purse, a beautiful thing, of soft Magenta silk, and steel beads; the crochetted part was nearly done, and from her grandma , she had obtained a piece of white silk, to line the purse. Her own little hoard, carefully saved throughout the year, that she might be able to contribute to charitable or mis sionary purposes, or make presents out of her own money, had been drawn upon, for a clasp and chain. It was designed for a birth-day gift to ,her mother, and Jennie had only a few days left to com plete it in. ; . Birth-days were great occasions in Jennie’s home. Some extra treat, or un expected.; pleasure was always devised, for the birth-day of each of the loved ones, and all the rest took delight in preparing for the coming anniversary. Mrs. Martin was a genius in the getting up of delightful surprises on these occasions. If the gift to Jennie or Horace were ever so trifling, it was so arranged that it became an im portant means of pleasure and fun in the household. On her last birth-day, the lit tle girl had innocently raised her plate at the breakfast table, and lo ! there lay, in quiet serenity, a handkerchief embroidered and marked by mother’s own hands, a gold ring from father, and a package of note paper from Horace. Sometimes, in stead of presents, a . visit to the museum or menagerie was planned, a trip to the city, or a little home festival in the eve ning. Mother’s birth-day had already been talkbd over and prepared for, by fa ther, and the children, and was to be a PHILADELPHIA, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 1 864. “ red letter ” day in the family history. The father was having made, under his super vision, a low easy chair, to combine in itself comfort and beauty; uncle Charlie was to contribute a work basket, which grandma was to stock with all the re quisites for needle-work. Horace had provided a new book, in which was al ready written, in great boyish characters, To Mother, from her Affectionate Son, H. M. and Jennie’s own offering, a- marvel of prettiness, was nearly done. When the pupils were all engaged at their work, —from Miss Eustace, the eldest young lady in the senior with her beautiful embroidery, to little Kate Lee, who was painfully learning how to hold her needle, and overhand her first patch work, Miss Pomeroy usually read an en tertaining or instructive story to the school. She varied it to-day by telling them of her plan, that they should not only prepare lint for the hospital, but should form a society to make garments for the sick, shirts and wrappers for the convalescent, sheets and pillow slips for the beds. .: P .. . The girls listened to tbe proposition with great interest,, and when Miss Po meroy put the-matter to the vote, every hand in the room was raised in the af firmative. “ Even the youngest pupil can have a hand in this good work,” said Miss Po meroy. “The soldiers prize very highly the little housewives, stocked with needles, pins, yarn, thread, buttons and other little things, which the Christian (Commission sends them. There are no handy wpmen in camp, sisters, wives, mothers op daughters, to mend the rents, and sew on the. buttons, so the poor men have to do it themselves, and very nice they find it to have stowed away,.in a corner of their knapsack, the very articles they want. The house wives are simply little square bags, with a drawing string to fasten them, made of strong dark calico. We must make a quantity of these, at any rate.” “ When shall we hold our meetings ?■” inquired Jennie. “We will co-operate with the Ladies’ Society in the village,” replied Miss Pome roy. “And I think the meetings should be held on Saturday afternoons. I must suggest that hereafter, all the pupils, who have have little companies to tea,. or who go out for any social pleasure that, oc cupies more than two hours, shall set apart 1 Saturday afternoon for the. purpose. This is your planting time, and if you’ want a rich harvest bye .anY bye, yqu must all work faithfully now, Do'pot lgt any object, however goocl, interfere be tween you and your studies. If you wish to be useful when you grow up, or if you; desire ;to enjoy life thoroughly, and ear nestly, you must study now; learn, how to improve the time, and fill every golden moment with something that will, tear fruit.” ~ . Martha. While Miss Pomeroy was talking, Miss Catherine went quietly from desk to desk, showing the pupils the. best methods of doing their work nicely, and pointing out errors and defects. When Miss Pbmeroy ceased speaking, Miss Eustace went to her, and asked permission to read a poem to the school—-saying, that it was the pro duction of a friend in her class. “UNDER THE FLAG.” A little child stood in the porch one night, Her fair hair bathed in the glowing light, Watching the sky fill the sun went down, And the sweet stars smiled over field and town, "Come darliDg!” her mother gently said— The birds to their evening rest have spyd, ' The Sowers have folded their petals fair,' Come darling, and say your nightly prayer, ' Gently, gently, she bowed her head, Softly, softly, her prayer she said. “I lay me to sleep,” and “ Our Father above,” In the tender trust of childhoood’s love. And. then she murmured, in accents sweet, "0! guard our soldiers, when armies meet, And, if by river, or vale, ,or crag, Take care of dear father under the flag.” Under the flag! Oh! many there be, For whom such prayersareofiered to Thee,; 1 They have gone from home—they have from hearth. "■ Parting from all they hold deaf On earth—' Marching along on the weary way, Meeting the foe im deadly fray, Joyfully bearing wounds and scars; Under the dear old stripes and stars. Mothers are lifting the voice of prayer, ".Old men, and children, and maidens fair;. While they’re fighting, by vale or crag,, Keep our loved ones under the flag.” Under the’flag 1 We’fight-and pray, Freedom’s altar our land to-day— Only the craven heart will lag, When the drum beats,-under the flag. Jennie Martin went home from school that day, all excitement and enthusiasm. Her mother entered warmly into her, feel ings, and promised that some time very soon, she should be allowed to invite the school to sew for the soldiers at their house. At tea .time, Jennic showed Martha’s in vitation to her mother. Mrs. Martin was about to give her consent to the children’s going, when Mr. Martin, looking up, said gravely, * “ Horace cannot go !” “Why can’t I godfather?” asked Ho race, a cloud gathering on his bright face. "I thick you know why, my son,” said his father. ’ ‘ V *. Jennie sympathized with her brother very warmly, when they were alone. Both knew that there was no appeal from their father’s decision, and Horace looked dis appointed, as he said, “ What a jolly time I might have had I” “ Horace,” said Jennie, “ what have you done ?” “ Nothing very wrong, Jennie, at least nothing the fellows in our school think very wrong. This afternoon I was throw ing-snowballs at Mr. Smith, and calling him an old muff, which he is, when father happened to come along, and caught me.” “Oh, Horace, calling your teacher a name 1 I wonder you were not afraid.” “He isn’t the teacher of my class, but he goes out in the yard with us, to keep order, and the other day he took my name unfairly. I told father so, and tried to justify myself, but he said I was very rude, and such conduct was disgraceful and said: [ shall remember your behavior •when I come home. ” “ Don’t yon think father is right in de priving ‘you of this - pleasure ?” said a gen tle voice behind them; and looking up, Ho race saw his mother standing by them. She passed her soft hand through his cur ling hair, and said,' J “My boy, one of the great faults of ‘ Young America ’ is, that he does not re spect authority. Boys and men, even more than girls and women, need to re gard law with the greatest respect, and to yield it the most entire obedience. Your teacher may have been, unjust to you, but had you gone quietly to him and ex plained the matter, I have no doubt he would have set it right without any trou ble. If you, however, revenge yourself by calling him names in the street, you will be considered a rude boy, and Mr. Smith will punish you more severely, the next time you offend.” “I’m not afraid of Mr. Smith,” 1 said Horace, “ and 1 don’t like him a bit—none of the boys do, but if it vexes you, mo ther, I’ll never treat him rudely again. And -I’ll try the plan of going to him and explaining the case next time, mother. How is it that you and father are always thinking of what we will be ?” “ Because we feel that we are responsi ble to God for the training of our children; and childhood is the most; important time of life ; the time when character is formed. If you and Jennie wish to become good and useful in ■ yOur future' life, you must lay the foundation now.” In the next chapter I will tell you what Jennie saw at Mrs. Haynes’. THE QHAKEK’S BEVENGE. Obadiah. Lawson and Watt Dodd were, neighbors;; that is, they lived .within about a half a mile of each other, and.no person lived between their respective farms; which would have joined, had . no,fe, a little strip of prairie land extended itself sufficiently to. keep them separated. Dodd was the-oldest ahd frdm liis youth up. had.', enter-, tained a sipgular. hatred against Quakers; therefore, when he was informed that Law son, a regular disciple of that Olass of peo ple, had purchased the next farm to his, he declared he. would make him move again. Accordingly a., system, of petty annoyance was commenced by him, and every time one of Lawson’s hogs Chanced to stray upon Dodd’s place, he was besot by men and dogs, find, most savagely abused, . Things ,progressed thus for nearly a year, and the Quaker; a man of decided peace principles; appeared in no way to reseat the injuries received at the hands of his spite ful neighbor, ! But matters were now drawing to a crisis; for Dodd more enraged than ever at the quiet Obadiah, made an oath that he would do something befofe. long to wake up the spunk of Lawson."' Chance favored his de sign. The ; Q(ualgej;had a high-blooded filly, which he haa been very careful in raising, and which was just four years old. Law son took great pride in this animal, and had refused a large Sum of ihohey.for her. On e; evening, - a little after,, sundown, as Watt .Ihjdd was passing around: ■ his ; own field, ; ;hq,.discovered the. filly,in the little strip of land.;; that separated : the two farms, and he conceived the design of throwing off two 'ii ;; three .rails of Sis . Tehee that, the, horse.j'miglif get into his corn at night. He did.scyandthe next morning, bright and e'arly;.ihe • shouldered his rifle 1 and-left the ' House; : ; Not long after his absence, a hired mad' Whoßa he had recently employed heard the echo of his gun, and. in a,few moments Dodd, considerably excited ■ and out of breath, came hurrying to the house, when be stated he had shot at and wounded a buck ! that the deer had attacked him, and he hardly escaped with his life, i The story was credited by all but tbe newly;hired man, who had taken a dislike to Watt,‘and from his manner judged that something was wrong. He therefore, slipp ed quietly away from the house, and going in the direction of the shot, he suddenly came Upon Lawson's filly stretched upon the earth with a bullet hole through the head, from which the blood was still ooz, ing- The animal, was warm, and could not have been killed an hour. He hastened back to the dwelling of Dodd, who demand ed somewhat roughly where. he had been. “ I’ve been to see if your bullet made sure work of Mr. Lawson’s filly,” was tbe instant retort. Watt paled for a moment, but collecting himself, he fiercely shouted “ Do you dare to say I killed her ?” “ How do you know she is dead?” said the man. ' Dodd bit his lip, hesitated a moment, and then turning, walked into the house. - -A couple of days passed by, and' the morning of the third day had broken, as the hired man met friend Lawson riding in search of the filly. A few words of explanation ensued, when with a heavy heart the Quaker turned his horse and rode home, where he informed the people of the fate of his filly. No threat of recrimination escaped him; he did not even go to recover damages, but calmly awaited his hour and plan of revenge. It came at last. Watt Dodd had a Durham heifer, for which he had paid a heavy price, on which he had counted to make great gain. One morning, just as Obadiah was coming down to breakfast, his eldest son came in with in formation that neighbor Dodd’s heifer had broken down the fence, entered the yard, and after eating most of the cabbage, had trampled the well-made beds and vegetables out of shape —a mischief impossible to re pair. “And what did thee do with her, Ja cob ?” quietly asked Obadiah. “ I put her in the farm-yard.” “ Did thee beat her ?” “ I never struck her a blow.” ' “ Right, Jacob, right; sit down to thy breakfast, and when done eatiDg I will at tend to the heifer.” Shortly after he had finished his repast, Lawson mounted a horse and rode oveT to Dodd’s house, who, as he beheld the Qua ker dismounting, supposed he was coming to demand his pay for his filly, and secretly vowed he would have to go to law 1 for it if he did. “ Good morning, neighbor Dodd; how is thy family?” exclaimed Obadiah, as he mounted the steps, and seated himself in a chair. “All well, I believe,” was the reply. “ I have a small affair to settle with thee this morning, and I came rather early.” “ So I suppose,” growled Watt, “ This morning my son found thy Dur ham heifer in my garden, where she has destroyed a good deal. What would thee have done with her, had she been my heifer in thy garden ?” asked Obadiah. “I’d shot her !” retorted Dodd, madly, "as I Suppose you hav e done, but we are only even now. Heif er for fillv is only tit for tat.” “ Neighbor Dodd, thou knowest me not, if thou thinkest I would harm a hair of thy heifer s back. She is in my farm-yard, and not even a blow has been struck her, where thee can get her at any time. I knew thee shot my filly; but the evil one prompted thee to do it, and I lay not evil in my heart against my neighbors. I came to tell thee where thy h e ifer was, and now I’ll so home.” - Obadiah rose from his chair and was about to descend the steps, when he was stopped by Watt, who hastily asked “ What was your filly worth ?” “A hundred dollars is what I asked for her,” replied Obadiah. “ Wait a moment!” said Dodd, rushing into the house, from whence he soon re turned', holding some gold in his hand. “ Here’s the price of your filly; and here after let .there be pleasantness between-us.” “ Willingly, heartily,” answered Lawsonj grasping the proffered hand of the other; “ let there be peace between us.” Obadiah mounted his horse and rode home with, a light heart; and from that day to this Dodd has been as good a neigh bor as one could wish to have, being per fectly reformed by the return of good for evil. ■ SELECT, CLASSICAL AND ENGLISH SCHOOL, ‘ No. 1230 Locust Street, Phila., B. KENDALL, A. M., Principal. The school year is divided into two sessions of five months each, commencing September and February. Pupils are carefully prepared for any class in college or for mercantile fife. Thoroughness in the rudiments is insisted upon as indispensable to the successful prose cution of classical and higher "English studies. Special attention is also given to the Modem Languages. A fine play-ground on the premises gives un usual value and attractiveness to the location of the school. \ .. All, other desirable information will be fur nished to those interested on application to the Principal. , . , , •vmanaavTiHa ; ‘XaaHIS XHNXSHHO 2381 'ON ; , ‘‘O* ‘saooo XOKVA ‘auvA. uaA'ii.s 'isiiaar ‘shoita ‘ayaHNOiia a ai ‘IMSIMM SYKISMH3 t>k -r i!^ er • ,^ e htb and Chestnut Streets, Jrhiladelphia,' under the management of L. FAIRBANKS, A. M.,. , for the last four years Principal and chief bu siness manager of Bryant & Stratton’s Commer cial College. A MODEL BUSINESS COLLEGE, conducted on a new system of actual Business framing, through the establishment of legiti mate offices and counting-houses, representing different departments of Trade and Commerce, re^ uar Bank of Deposit .and Issue, giving the Student all the advantages of actual prac -tice,, and qualifying him in the shortest possi ble time and most effective manner for the va rious duties and employments of business life. ■The success of this Institution is unprece dented in the history of Commercial Schools. Its patronage already equals that of the oldest Institutions in the city, and is rapidly increasing. Course of Instruction unsurpassed, and may be accomplished in one-half the time usually spent in other Institutions, in consequence of an en tirely new management, and the adoption of the new practical system. Send for a Circular. Business men invited to call. An Elegant Stock of ESTY & GREEN’S MELODEONS AND EAEMONIUMS. Upwards of twenty different kinds, some of which are entirely different from any other, in the market. Also, Cottage Organs—a splendid instrument for Churches. Every, instrument warranted. 1 BRUCE & BISBEE, Oct. ly No. 18 N Seventh St., Philada. YOUNG LADIES’ INSTITUTE, WILMINGTON, DELAWARE. NUMBER LIMITED TO THIRTY. Building Neva and Conveniently Arranged.. Spacious Grounds for Exercise. Charges moderate. Next Session commences the First Monday in September. For information, address Rev. THOMAS M. CANN, A. M., Principal and Proprietor. Catalogues can be had at the Music stores of J. E. Gould, and Lee & Walker, Chestnut st.; or at the office of the ‘ ‘American Presbyterian. ’ ’ july3l ly Family Boarding School, FOR YOTJNG MEN AND BOYS, At Pottstoion, Montgomery County Penna. THIS School was established Eleven years since, by the Rev. M. Meigs, formerly President of Delaware College. The course of study is extensive,. thorough and practical; including the usual preparation for Colleges, and the various branches of a substantial English Business education. The studies of pupils will be 'conformed to their future vocation, so far as it may beactually determined, or reasonably anticipated. The Principal gives his undivided personal attention to the School, and is aided by expe rienced assistants, in all the departments. The ensuing Summer Session will commence on Wednesday, May 6th, and continue Twenty one weeks. Circulars, containing references, names of patrons, and full particulars, wifi, be sent by mail, on application to the Principal, REV. M. MEIGS, A.M. Pottstown, April 2d, 1862. ap3 ly Extensive Clothing House, Nos. 303 and 306 Chestnut Street. Extensive Clothing House, Nos. 303 & 305 Chestnut Street. Extensive Clothing House, Nos. 303 & 305 Chestnut Street. Bargains in Clothing. Bargains in Clothing. Bargains in Clothing. Fine Black Suits. 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FRANCIS FALLS, No. 539 Race Street, Invites the attention of the public to the .great saving of fuel by the use of his heating appara tus. He guaranties to heat the main building of a large house by one of his Air-tight Gas consuming Portable Heaters, with a consump tion of coal not 'exceeding three tons in the sea son. He invites the public to test this assertion, for should it fiul, he will forfeit the expenses. It is also well adapted for the heating ol churches and stores. His long experience in the trade has enables him to combine practically the different heat ing apparatus into the above simple arrange ment, and of its efficiency he can furnish innu merable references. ' Many of the old brick-inclosed furnaces have given place to this great fuel-saver. N. has constantly on bund a large fiSßOrtment" of Ranges, Cooking Stoves, Parlor Air-tight Gas consuming Stoves, Chimney Cow els, and Registers'of all sizes. Please give him a call. EMANCIPATED SLAVES.. Card Photographs of Emancipated Slaves from Louisiana. McAllister & brother, 728 Chestnut street. The nett proceeds from the sale of these photographs will be devoted to the education of colored people in the Department of the Gulf now under the command of Maj.-Gen.Bahks'. jan-28—fit GREEN HILL FEMALE SEMINARY, 1620 Poplar St., Philadelphia. A Boarding and Day School for yonng Ladies and Misses. Mrs. M. P. Haftzell, Proprietor and .Instruc tor in English, Vocal Music, the Piano, the Melodeon, German language, and Plain and Fancy work. Rev. Silas Livermore, A. M., Instructor in the higher English branches, as Algebra, Com position, Rhetoric, and in the Latin language. Miss Hollis, teacher of French. The next session commences Eeb. Ist, 1864, continuing five months. The instruction is given in five classds, .the respective prices being $l5, $l2, $lO, $8 and $6. Tuition in English branches, with Board, $75 for five months. 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