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VOL 15.
STROUDSBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA, AUGUST 2, 1355,
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NO. 37.
Published by Theodore Schoch.
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Railroad Poetry.
A correspondent of the Broome County
Republican describes his jaunt over the
Syracuse & Binghampton Railroad, from
Cortland, in the following poetical strain:
So much I wrote in Courtland's bounds
and would have finished there, had not
the down train's whistle loud, resounded
through the air. So shaking JFairchild
by the hand, who said come up again, I
bid farewell to every fear,' and jumped
upon the train. Bushing round the hill
side, darting o'er the plain, over tho riv-
cr, under roads, Van Bergen drove his
train, lhc moon threw bright enulgent
Tax's on each sa: all ripple's crett; the riv
er seemed a lihhand stretched along the
meadow's breast; the evcuing wind came
-stealing through the car with ge::tle sigh
and brought a cinder from the engine,
which sprang into my eye. Few and
short were the prayers I said, and I spoke
not a word of sorrow, but I rubbed at my
eye till I made it red, and knew 'twould be
sore on the morrow. We soon got home
at the rate we ran, at an hour just right
for retiring, and down from his post came
the engine man, and the fireman ceased
his fircing And thus I too will cease
"with this, a moral to the tale be always
sure to "mind your eye," when riding on
ti rail !
Unmanly Husband.
Tho Wilmington, Delaware papers,
gives an account of a curious case of mat
rimony in which a young husband has
figured in a most disgraceful manner, and
occasioned a marked feeling of resent
ment on the part of the community. It
seems that at or near Mill Creek Hun
dred, in that State, a Mr. M. some few
mouths ago married Miss K., the daugh
ter of a respectable farmer, and in a few
weeks afterwards took her to reside in the
bouse with his parents. She was here
treated harshly, and although she bore
repeated insults without scarcely a mur
mur, he informed her on Monday of last
week, that she might go home, as she did
not suit him. As may be supposed she
instinctively shrunk from this step, as a
woman of any delicacy would, and beg-
ged to
be saved from such disgrace; but
Lhe man who had solemnly sworn to ;love,
cherish and protect,' commanded her to
get ready, when he took her part of the
Avay to her father's house, and sent word
that he might come and take back tho
goods he Lad brought there, oomc days
afterwards M. visited the house of his
wife's father, who requested him to name
wherein his daughter was lacking in all
the qualities of a good and lawful wife.
Upon Mr. M's. remaining silen'tthe indig
nant father ordered him out of his house;
but as he did not offer to go, he was for
cibly ejected, after which a stout switch
was well applied to his back. The
scoundrel deserves to be horsewhipped
within an inch of his life.
Providence vs. Old Zip.
John Phoenix, of the California Pion
eer, is a T. C. He gets up some of the
best things of the day. Here is one of
bis last efforts :
' Down on the old plantation," writes
an esteemed friend, " a planter and his
favorite slave Zip stood upon the piazza
of the Mansion House gazing at the wea-
thcr. A furious storm of raiu was ra-
ging, accompanied b- thunder and light
ning. 'Massa,' said Zip, 'hadn't I better
go drive
in
the cattle?' 'Oh no, they'll
do well enough ; the storm will soon be
over, aud a little rain won't hurt them
any way. "xut, masso, uoes une uor-
aos under the tree; too bad to leab them
out in the raiu. I go dribo them in.'
"Xou need not trouble yourself, Zip; they
arc all jig1 j wc l1 trusfc tllcm lo i5rovi-
lonno mil, VOU U OClter CUUIU iu uui ui
rou d belter come in out oi
fche rain yourself.' So saying, bis master
turned and went into the house. Zip,
. t. o rustee. and ex-
protesting againbi bu u u - ,
frnmdlv finvinilt; fnr f ho.
fnWrwcnA ovnmnln linf. ROOn flS tllC
lulu ui
storm was over he took a stroll around j
the farm to estimate the extent of the ;
damages j and there, directly under thc i
tree where they had been standing, he '
found both horses dead ; they had been
struck by lightning. Half in triumph,
half in dole, he ran to the house and ex
claimed, 'Dare, Massa, what I tell you?"
"What's the matter, Zip?" 'Didn't I tell
you bo?' 'Yes, but what's tho matter ?'
Dare i. both of the horses dead as stones
struck deak by lightning; you trust to
Providence'. You'd better trusted old
Zip P '
God's altar is roarta wherever thc true
believer bonds the ku'c.,yj humble ado-
Who thai 1ms a "Baby Boll," with its lit- Habitations of Cruelty,
tie feet pattering through the Iioufc, like rain The present state of Fecjce is dcplora
drops on the roof at evening, and its voice , hie in the extreme, notwithstanding the
carolling songs such as the harps of heaven "umcrous triumphs of the Gospel there,
are tinkling, can fail to appreciate this cx-jA few incidents given in Wcslcyan Mis
quisite Poem, which, read in the still twilight 5I0na 7 Notlccs1 b' . -incs?, Mus--
to the loved ones of the home-circle, sounds!
likc the gush of summer fountains loitering
in a bower of roses.
Baby Sell.
The Poc7ii of a Little Life that ivas but three
jipriis ion
i 'i i
BY T. B. ALDRICH,
Have you not heard the Poet tell
How came the dainty babie Bell
Into this world of ours
The gates of Heaven were left ajar:
With folded hands and dreamy eyes
She wandered out of Paradise!
She saw this planet, like a star,
Hung in the depths of purple even
Its bridges running to and fro,
0"cr which the white winged seraphs go
Bearing the holy dead to heaven !
She touched a bridge of flowers those feet,
So light they did not bend the bells
Of the celestial asphodels!
They fell like dew upon the flowers !
And all the air grew strongly sweet!
' And thus came dainty babie Bell
! Into this world of ours!
She came and brought delicious May !
Like swallows built beneath the eaves;
Like sunbeams in and out the leaves,
The robins went, the li volant dav:
The hly swung its noiseless bell,
And o'er the porch the trembling vine
Seemed bursting with its veins of wine!
0, earth was full of pleasant, smell,
When came the dainty babie Bell.
O babie, dainty babie Bell!
How fair she grew from day to day !
What woman nature filled her eyes,
What poetry within them lay !
Those deep and tender twilight eyes,
So full of meaning, pure and bright,
As if she vet stood in the light
Of those ope'd gates of Paradise !
And we loved babie more and more :
O never in our hearts before
Such holy love was born ;
We felt we had a link between
This real world and that unseen
The land of deathless morn!
And fur the love of those dear eyes,
For the love of her whom God led forth
The mother's being ceased on earth
When babie came from Paradise!
For love of him who smote our lives,
And woke the chords of joy and pain,
We said, sweet Christ! our hearts bend down
Like violets after rain !
And now the orchards which were once
All white and rosy in their bloom
Filling the crystal heart of air
With gentle pulses of perfffme,
Were thick with yellow juicy fruit;
The plums were globes of honey rare,
And .soft-cheeked peaches blu'd and fell
The grapes were purpling in the grange;
And Time v.rouht iust as rich a change!
In little babie Bell !
Her petite form more perfect grew,
And in her features we could trace,
In softened curves her mother's face ;
Her angel nature ripened too.
We thought her lovely when she came,
But Ehe was holy, saintly now
Around her pale and lofty brow
We thought we saw a ring of flame !
Sometimes she said a few strange words
Whose meanings far beyong our reach:
God's hand had taken away the seal
Which held the portals of her speech !
She never was a child to us;
( We never held her beings key !
We could not teach her holy things :
' she was Christ's self in purity!
'
II came uPon us b.v degrees;
We saw its shawow ere it fell,
Thc knowledge that our God had sent
His messenger for babie Bell !
We shuddered with unlanguaged pain,
And all our thoughts ran into tears !
And all our hopes were changed to fears
The sunshine into dismal rain !
Aloud we cried in our belief:
"0, smite us gently, gently, God !
Teach us to bend and kiss the rod,
And perfect grow through grief!"
in, nuw vu iuvcu uci, uuu umi Hill j
Her little heart was cased in ours
They're broken caskets babie Bell!
M last ,je ca the messenert
The messenger from unseen lands;
And what did dainty babie Bell !
SJio only closscd her little hands!
She onJy looked more week and fair !
yQ parted back her silken hair;
We laid some buds upon ner orow
Death's bride arrayed in flowers,
And thus went daiuty babie Bell
Out of this world of ours!
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"How do vou get along with your arith-
Til i i mi e t ; iiiiia i,nv
mctic?" asked a father of his little boy.
t -l , , . , nr
" I've ciphered through addition, par-
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.... i . .. - i
fiftrttt cnh(innltnn nicfvnnhnn fl n fl till Tl fl -
tion, iustification, hallucination, darna-
tion, amputation, creation and adoption."
He'd do for an engineer on a "Short Lino
luu uu,uu 01 lUL IS,amJ-
! crs.
Strangling of widows has engaged our
frequent attention, and called forth our
utmost energies. Six or eight women
"avc been directly saved from this inhu-
jman practice by our interposition,
and;
ally ;
several others iudircctly and princip
! by the influence of what we have done.
borne ot these have subsequcntl v lotucd.
rw . -
x uucu ituues require no oruiuary promp-
j:
tituac ana sacnuce. We have to adopt
the Feejee national custom of presenting
j property when requesting a favor; and
hitherto each life has involved the ex
pense of about 1.
But sometimes our interference is pre
vented
, anu sometimes ii is spurned and
ineffectual. A few months ago a man inflamed heart that would listen to "good samc qe mind is not a senseless block,
died in a heathen town within a mile of advice," or who could be made to believe, ' or a blank pac. The sculptor may make
ours. Mr. Malvern and I at once has- : for one moment that the enjoyments of,wbat be willout of inactive matter; the
tencd to tho abode of death; but the pco- the hymcuial life depended at all on the!scr;be may write his ideal upon a blank;
pic fearing our arrival, and having heard j frequency of bread, or the price of butch- but the teacher roust mould to beauty and
of our success in other quarters, had al- j er's meat. Even prodigals have not so goodness a living reality which God him
ready strangled the widow. We entered j hearty a contempt for money as have those ' scf has created and which would, if left
tho house: there were the husband and whom Cunid has innoculated with VITUS nlvrtrciA inflnnnnna ffinf fill inirwlc
i wife both sleeping in death
We exam-
ined the woman's body, but the last spark
joi lite was-extinguished. Ah! and there
j stood the son of those uow dead, who,
j with fiendish expression, lifted up his
(hands, and told us that by those hands
. his mother died !
'Ah !' was our language, 'this is seen
an heaven; this will not be forgotten in
j heaven; its punishment will follow.'
A few weeks afterwards I stood by an
open grave in that town. I had gone in
pursuit of the widow of a young man
, brought homo a corpse from war. Her
friends had consigned her to our care, and
!she had escaped from us. I stood by the
open grave that 1 might witness the cer
emony of a heathen burial; the corpse
was brought out shrouded in mats; a bul
let had pierced the brain. I looked up
on the dead, I recognized the features, it
was the matricide !
'Ah V I exclaimed, as the corpse was
laid in its last resting-place, 'did we not
speak the truth when we said, 'his sin
was seen in heaven ; it was written in
heaven; its punishment would follow V
Seven women have, spite'of our efforts,
been strangled; and whenever there is a
son he is chosen to be the principal agent
in the murder of his mother. Within my
own knowledge, a father has, with his own
hands suffocated (by choking or gogging)
his own daughter who was sick. One
day, standing by the corpse of a warrior,
painted and blackened as it' for war, the club
lying by his side, I turned round to his
brother and inquired the cause of his
death. The reply from that brother was,
'He was very ill and I suffocated him.'
Infanticide is written on another page
of Feejeean life. I wish to confine my
illustrations as much as possible to cases
that bear directly upon the point, and
that have passed under the immediate no-
! tice of mvself or other
missionaries, or
credible informants.
Nothing do I state
on mere rumor. A woman brought me
a child who, from want of proper treat
ment was nearly dead. I undertook to pre
scribe for it, if the mother would reside for
jfor a timein thehouseof oncof myservants
so that I might sec that it met with proper
attention. My treatment was successful; the
disease was subdued, the child could a-
Igain run about, talk and eat; in a day or
two the mother oould have returned to her
' friends, but maternal patience was ex
Ihaustcd, and one night she suffocated it.
lAman was informed that his wife had
given birth to
a daughter.
Ilearing of
its sex, he at once directed it to be
strangled.
Again ; a female child was
spared lor several months ; its death was
then resolved upon by thc parents. J.hcy
dug a deep hole in the centre of the earth-
jen lloor ol their house the lather llung
'into the grave his helpless and innocent
i babe. He then cast some heavy stones
witu violence upon it, anu uueu up me
grave with earth. These inhuman pa-
'tread over tho decaying remains of their
murdered child. Such is Fcejec in the
present day.
A llochester editor had the best of re
asons for kicking a quack nostrum ped-
jlar out of his sanctum. The fellow, with
J the characteristic impudence of all who ;
! ask for newspaper puffs, desired the edi-
; tor to try a box of his itch ointment, be-
ing an infallible cure, and, if found to'an-
swer the description then to certify to its
merits in the columns of his paper.
"Bob, why am your head like de moon?"
"Iso give dat up, sir ! Prognosticate."
'Because, it is supposed to be inhabited
Yah, yah!" Bob turned up the white of
his eyes and scratched his wool !
..-e
I think it must be somewhere written,
that the virtues of mothers shall, occa-
sioually, be visited on their children, as
well as the sins of fathers.
SATISFACTORILY Ad
.
Philosophers say that f
. ,
iujokcs the souse ot hear.
Mnv not. this np.nounf. fo
Satisfactorily Accounted For.
shutting thc eyes
ing more acute.
JJUV 1 Ub LUIS UUCUUUli iui iuu maiiv uiuaui
J J
GJCS tbat scc m church every ouuday?
- hihw ti . i mi ill I ill' .r i lie
Love, Babies and Butchers' Bills
There is probably no business in which !
common sense id less heeded than in that
of love. The moment a srirl begins to
C3 O I
ttnuk of "orange blossoms," that moment j
she bids farewell to reason, and plunges j
into a sort of lunacy, from- which all the )
eloquence in the world cannot extricate
her.
Driving a baulkv horse is
a pleasant
business, and so is the attempt to wean
&
! Jackass from thistles; but what are baulky
horses and jackasses compared to the
stakiness' of a girl, because a young gen -
tlcmau with hollow cheeks and bricht blue
continuations. cret3 unon the cellar door
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every nigut, anu pours 1113 love into ucr
car through the medium of a four-and
niuc-peuney flute ? Nothing absolutely
nothing 1 Diihcult as it is lor a ircsh cod
to climb a greased liberty pole, with a
kicking boy in its mouth, we should much
sooner go about to look for such a phc -
, nomenon, than to hunt up a girl witn an,
of "beatific lunacy." As they have nofnmst meet and buffet in this world, al
appetites while they are courting, they most inevitably degenerate from its first
imagine that their demadsfor corned beef estatc to a hideous deformity,
and cabbage will always find a substitute! Many will shrink back from this view,
in sighs and huggingft. How they de ( ana s;iy) rlt jg too mucj; we cannot.'
ccive themselves! Although love is a j True, it is much, but let us ask ourselves
boy of limited appetite, Hymen takes to seriously and earnestly, if it is not our
roast beef like an Alderman. But even uty? If it is, then 'cannot' is no word
grant that marriage, like courtship, could to use jn reference to it. 'Try' will effect
feed on flutes and fatten on a nosegay, ! wonders.
how will it be with the Harriets, Peters, wuat teasy metbods? shall we use ih
Johns, and Matilda Janes that are fated i commencing our labor. Through the
to spring from it? Will they, think you, sensea tbe nijnci gain3 knowledge. C One
feed on air, and rest satisfied with sugared , child may sec actuauv very Iimcb more
endearments? Far from it. Children tjian another; but children should be
have no respect for the poetics of life, and tal(ght to observe. This may be easily and
much prefer a pantry full of pies to all pleasantly accomplished by interesting
the velvet sentiments that even Moore's ; thc pupil by the relation of simple facts
Melodies abound with. These remarks ' concerning the world about us. Not at
wcknow, will be termed " shocking" by a ;n the Gradgrind way, by which a
many a fair reader but shocking as they ' horse is a horse only in a useful and prac
are they are true, as scores of them will tical point of vieWj and therc s no sucll
discover when it is too late to heed the thing as a picture of that animal of fact,
admonitions which they contain. No but by showing the relation between
" usv iVl "
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book than Marriage.
A cotemporary, who is somewhat
posted up in satin and statics, talks as
follows :
" While the business men of America
proverbially live poorer, dress shabbier' It is often and truthfully asserted that
work harder, and many more hours, than; it is almost impossible to make children,
in any other country in the world, their and particularly young children, study
wives and daughters are ten times moro their lessons. Let us see if we cannot find
idle, more extravagant and more useless.") a reason. A reading book is placed in
It strikes us that there is some truth in , the pupil's hand, and a page pointed out
that extract. Mr. Brocha, of the house jfor him to study. Perhaps the teacher
of Brocha, Buckram & Co., toils from reads it aloud, that the child may have
twelve to sixteen hours per day. Brocha j the benefit of hearing the hard words pro
last year made 822,000. What became ' nounced, and then the study hour com
of it? Ten thousand dollars of the same ! mences. For a few minutes the child's eyes
were spent by Mrs. Brocha for furniture, are fixed upon his book, and he tries to
"to spite the Maxwells," while a large J study. It is asermon perhaps, or a phi
portion of the balance was expended on i losophical essay, (for we find plenty such
"Blanche aud Sarah," so that they might in many reading books), and the little
go to Newport and " show the Fantaud- mind, unable to comprehend the matter,
lings" that there were other diamonds in turns from it with a dislike which soon
New Tork besides those which were in-J ripens into an abhorrence to study that
hented from a great grandfather, who
iounci in luaia a princely tortune anu a
diseased liver. Brocha has been in bus
iness since 1S40. lie docs a large and
lucrative business. Pconle who have
j never been in his Darlor and kitchen im-
0ffine tbat Brochais worth a quarter of a
million of dollars, whilo those who have
been in, wonder how he dodges thc sher
iff. Brocha is still toiling, and is still
making monev. and vet if ho should die-
( to-morrow, it is nuestionahlo whether his
i -oenfa nfl hu i;nh;i;;ns Hmol..,
will probably end his days by testing the
; virtue of a shilling's worth of strychnine.
j Should we be one of the jurors who sits
, unon the bodv. we should brinff in tho
! following verdict "Hied from tho visita-
' tionof an extravagant wife and two sense-
I icss daughters."
A Lady or Courage. A gay fellow
who had taken lodgings at a public house,
and got considerably in debt, absented
himself and took now quarters. This so
enraged the laudlord that ho commission
ed his wife to go and dun him which tho
debtor having heard of, declared public
ly that if she came he would kiss her.
"Will he," said the lady, "will he !
Give me my bonnet, Molly; I will see
I whether any fellow on earth has such im
pudence I
"My dear," said the cooling husband,
"pray do not be too rash; you do not
know what a man may do when he is in
a passion
A Wise Answer. "You must not
play with that little girl, my dear," said
j an injudicious parent.
j "But, ma, I like her; she is a good lit-
' tie girl, and I'm sure she dresses as pret-
tily as 1 do; aud she has lots ot toys."
"1 cant help that my dear," responded
the mother, "her father is a shoemaker."
"But I don't play with her father, I
play with her; she ain't a shoemaker."
: .o.
There is an advertismcnt in a Kentuc-
kv paper of a minister for sale. Ho was
, a slavo lo a man recenly deceased.
is stated in tho advertismcnt that he holds
nimridips in want
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Viu. itmi
(Ei)u catianni.
From the Massachusetts Teacher.
Easy Methods of Instruction.
BY MISS SAUAII E. "WIGGIN.
Concluded.)
t
The teacher must awaken the child to
j a consciousness of the force of intellect
tli..f. ? in llltn ctirntr- liir- tlr ininnrfonnn
ar i,;a ,i-rt i.:,
, v v w a 14 ajuu. auun 11 1 111 luu l ill l jut
t,e S0Urces of happiness and misery are
witIl;u bia own heart, and endeavor with
1 aU u;3 mx by advice principie3 prc.
' f ,i,.' n,i ':. i ..: .'J t,
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'a'
ti10 min(i
When all this is accomplish
ed, the pupil must educate himself, for
' (t00& or evj.
j It ig an okl and favorito similitude,
; ti10 Hkcncas between a new-born cbild and
a block of marble, or a stainless sheet of
ivaner: but tho. eimilifcudn U hr.ncrfect.
Tho tn.irhrr nul flio sonlnfnr nm not tho
. cause and ettect, thus setting at woric a
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spirit of investigation that will never die.
As the mind becomes more mature it will
i commence some simple course of reason-
ing for itself, and this habit once formed,
will grow with the mind's growth and
strengthen with its strength.
will be hard to overcome.
Let us have reading lessons that chil
dren can understand; good moral stories,
pleasant, simple anecdotes, explanations
of the nature of minerals, botanical and
phj'siological truths, and plenty of ex
tracts from such works as the ' Bollo
books :' these, together with the sweet
hymns and songs which our languages
produces so bountifully, arranged in a
reading book, would extract more study
in a given time, than all thc sermons and
essays ever compiled between two covers
could do.
Spelling may be best taught in the same
way. Jjct the child clearly understaud
the moaning of tho words he is required
j to spell, and the task will bo an easy one
The progress may not be so rapid apjmr
ently, as that produced by some mecoaui
cal plan, but it will be sure, and what is
once learned will never be forgotten.
We havo text-books of Geography, with
lessons of map questions and lessons de
scriptive. These are all very useful in
t thoir places, aud maybe made to do much
'good. But after all, when the pupil has
committed to memory every answer to ev
ery question the book contains, if that be
all, he is very little better or wiser than
ho was before. A teacher may ask set
questions, and obtain set answor3, day af
ter day and year after year, till all our
text-books are exhausted; but will that
process educate a child? .Surely not.
Much more may be realty learned in one
hour's conversation between teacher and
pupils, in one hour's recitation, conduct
ed with a purpose of making plain, aud
clear, and comprehensible, the subject
matter, than by weeks ot study trom text
books alone, and mechanical repetitions.
Now again teachers will say , 'Wc havo
not time.' True, we need much more
time than is given us, but we can still do
SCmethin - lot us do it in thc right way.
We do not fall so often into error in
, teaching arithmetic, though that too is
; frequently taught mechanically. We
(generally find in all our common schools,
that we have moro scholars who seem
, really to understand this branch, than any
It other. Muey iovo 10 suuy aritiuneuc;
and why? Simply because they are not
confined in text-books alone. There must
bo necessarily much oral instruction,
much thinking, much practice; and con
sequently the matter is made clear to the
child's mind as he goes on. Therein lies
thc whole secret of success in teaching.
Steam may be the very best agent in the
world to propel an engine; a complexity
of wheels and a mainspring may keep the
best of time; but neither steam nor wheels,
nor any winding-up process whatever,
can avail with the mind. It must act of
itself, must see, know, and comprehend.
I have heard teachers object to so much
explanation and familiar conversation
with children about their lessons, on tho
ground that such a course tends to make
the pupil depend upon his teacher instead
of his own mind, as is intended. But there
is no necessity thatsuch a result should fol
low. Let the instructor explain & question,
and draw out questions upon a certain sub
ject; connecting his teaching perhaps with
a page frou thc text-book : then, at thc
proper time for recitation, let him requiro
a thorough exposition of thc same subject
from his class; not a mere repetition of tho
words contained in the book, but a clear,
concise account of thc matter; and if thia
course is carried out fully, can the schol
ar depend on anything else but his own
exertions, his own mental efforts?
All this may look like a very labori
ous task. It is hard. Teaching is al
ways a hard task: but it is easy also; and
all teachers know and feel that it is casisct,
when we can see that our pupils really
know of themselves what we have endcav-
; prcd to teach them. A sudden look of
i intelligence in a child's eye, as he catches
' the true meaning of some difficult prob
1 1cm which wc have spent hours and per
I haps da3's in expounding to him, moro
than repays U3 for those hours ; and tho
assurance that the seed we have planted
has taken root, and will grow, and thrive
and bring forth fruit, is the sweetest re
ward we can receive.
There are children more or less, iu ail
schools, who will not be taught reasona
bly; who cannot be induced to love learn
ing for itself, or for the benefits it be
stows; whom no kind incentives will in
fluence, in whom we can excite no real
ambition for virtue and truth ; in short,
; who seem determined to educate them-
selves only for evil. But thank God, they
, are few comparatively, the exceptions to
the beautiful. For such let us do always
, what wc can, kindly if wo mayr severely
if wc must. And though they may seem
only to mock our endeavors, the germ of
truth and right hidden away in their
hearts will be touched, and in due time,
though we may not live to see it, good
results will follow, as surely as there are
a seedtime and a harvest.
Kind words, cheering smiles, and looks
of approbation, are very efficient agents
in the school-room. Teachers should al
ways be ready to approve the right, and
not, as is in many instances the case, re
ceive the good passively, as if it required
no effort. This is all very well in tho
intercourse of man with man, but who aro
apt to forget that children are not men.
Let us never find fault unless it is ab
solutely necessary. A teacher who is
continually fault-finding, will soon dis
courage even the most ambitious scholar.
Let us treat them always as reasoning,
thinking, immortal beings, able to do any
thing that the- firmly purpose to do, aud
capable of growing very near to the heav
enly. Here is a great work to be accomplish
ed, and we are but 'hewers of wood and
drawers of water;' but it is early morn
ing nowj and the task is well begun. Let
us do cur work faithfully, and faint not
by tho way.
j The New York Tribune announces its
.entire circulation, daily, semi-weekly and
weekly at 176,000, a greater number, wo
j daro say, than any political and literary
t publication in auy language could ever
, before boast of.
Counterfeit SI O's on the Newark City
Bank, altered from $2's, are in circula
tion. Vignette, stone-cutters at work :
Washington on the rijiht end.
Dry Cows. 'I say, milkman, you givo
your cows too much salt !' 'Why how
do you know how much salt I givo them?'
'I judge from the appearance of the milk
you bring us lately! Salt makes the cows
dry and then they drink too much water,
and that makes their milk thin, you know.'
In Boston last week, there were 105
doathsj of cholera infantum 23; consump
tion 13; small pox 3.
A man living about forty miles from
Cairo, in this State, named Evans, waa
bitten by a mad dog recently. He be
came mad, and during his paroxysms five
men were unable to bold him, and,iu com
pliance with his earnest entreaties, a num
ber of persons placed him between two
feather beds and smothered him to death.
Illinois jia per.
The following toast was recently given
by a 'stricken' young man: The ladies
May wc kiss "tbo girls we please, and
please tbe girls we kiss.
'That motion is out of order,' said tho
chairman of a meeting when a rowdy
! raised his arm to throw an egg.
j Experience keeps a dear school, bui,
fools will learn in no other.
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