of Publication. TTOfA COUNTY AGITATOR is published XJIE * lu /- Morning-, and mailed to subscribers 'osb dollar per It is intended- to-notify «T«ry t crm for 'which he has paid shall !» kscribC - r Jd by the stamp—" Tote Out,” on the mar- Jjve «W B T' paper. Tho'paper will their be stopped P°° fiber remittance bo received: By this ar ts l 3 s , man can be brought in debt to the png®" 1110 , ' : , pn Dter ' atoß is tbo Official Paper of the County, is* i 0 flD( j steadily increasing circulation reacb «rr neighborhood in the County., It is sent j o ginto€ p ost office within -the county jt& of most convenient post office may be County * 18 w epArds, not exceeding 5 lines, paper in cl a '&”*■ : [From the Boston True Fiag.J HEART WOUNDS. ffeart rounds arc strange 'delusive things,. Ki first how keen the feeling j 1 Bet time it-- 5 soothing balsain brings—'• We think the wound is healing; Ife cajmlv meet what is to be, We view the past receding, jjjjd deem the danger o'er,—but see! The old wound is bleeding. Whv flows the life-tide ?—who can tell ? Perhaps some trifling token Of by-gone days renews a spell We thought forever broken; The mention of a well-known name, To gentle mem’rles leading.— It matters not—'tis all the same. The old wound is bleeding. Well let it bleed—tlic human heart L? purified by sorrow, To-day wc sink beneath the smart, New strength will come But may wc find some happy day, - The peace we all are needing, And nevermore have cau n the midst of her supplication, Mm to give mo :v hoop, mother.” d^.‘V* ffcct * ma g* Qe d possibly, but not aa i’ ' 3 struggling with her first jtf'omtinent. She came for her accustomed ht!° nS | nuts ai *d candy, and perhaps for the !l anV lat ’ ant * a ' on knee, I saw her ..‘'l" ln the doorway with her hands under '' e white apron, and eyes stealing wistful K t ,7:. R "’-"-3rd. And then she tried “the pat llfle f ee t” in the way of arousing me l !t , a day-dream. It would not do. I saw iih a ' ler ' itnew the meaning of her child 's 8 ’ knt she came in an ill season. There „ when men mingle in bustling it, 8 ana note every sight and sound, yet ii"i,. ,[ t " ae ' 1 alone as if night-bound in the isj '™Aless wilderness. There are caves led h e iV'l ’? r those hewed out of rock j -.'t,. a “wells in ' their friendly shelter Has t:,_ u amtance with the isolation of isola tor tn • V* the world J®* ®ot of it. is a tri- Wto ’ h,ch t! > a recluse of old time was a- Tin; AfJITATOK VOL. V. stranger. - To attain, to a state of soul-inde pendence in which there is but one individual ity, and that one’s own; to.have nothing in common with mdivjdaai_nian 1 and everything with the collective man,; this, however selfish it may seem to the casual observer, is the es thetic excellence of solitude. The ordipary.rc oluse is the most selfish qf mortals., lie retires frem man in bad humor. There is no philoso phy In bis isolation. His aim is petty—it does not,rise above his own private benefit or behoof, He-spes-no world to shun-therefore he escapes all the discipline of jv healthy resistance to iti wrongs and follies. 1 lie retires beyond the in fluence of its temptations; therefore he deserves no praise that he is neither principal _nor ac cessory to the crimes and excesses which stain its record. - But my lamp-gets dim. Goodnight.' ' From ihc Boston OUvo Branch, Steve Alant’a Bear Story. VIRGIM.i. A few/weeks ago we gave the readers oij the Olive Branch an account of old Steve's adverir ture in the-Capitol; Now we give them one of his wonderful bear hunts, in which he shines brighter than in his career as a legislator. Old Steve had but one hand, having lost the other by some means. One night when some half dozen of us were seated in the office of the Bartlett House, after taking his accustomed dram, ho seated himself by the fire, and was immediately importuned to tell a bear story. “Tell them about the one in which you lost your hand,” said the landlord in a low chuckle. “Yes, that is it; let us have it I” exclaimed several. “Wall, seeing you must have one, I don't care if I do tell that ere one,” replied old Steve, and throwing his quid behind the back-log, he began: “i’ou see it was a good many years ago, when I had a tussle with that ere bar. I was a young feller then, and had jest built my cabin by the foot of Chouara, and had translated my old 'oman and the two young cubs she had, {bis two first boys,) into it, I want a bit afraid of wild beasts in them days, for I calculate I could have throwed the Old Nick in a fair wrestle. I was ’siUdered great at hugs in them days, and that was the way the bars, the tarnal crit ters, liked to fight; so I want 'tall skittish, tho* it was near two miles to the nearest nabors. Wall, we moved in the spring, and as soon as the snow was gone I planted my corn and ta ters, and when I had finished, I built a fence round to keep my old cow and a sheep, and lamb, I had, out of it, but I needn't have done it, for the cow broke her neck over a log, and the bars catched the sheep before I had got it done. “One day I was out hoeing my corn; it was an awful hot day in Jone, when what should I see but a large bar coxae out of the woods and make straight towards me, jest as an independ ent as a drunken man on a Fourth of July. My old ’oman soe’d the bar the same time I did, and come to the door of the cabin and screeched for me to run as fast as my legs could carry mo. But I didn’t run. My dander riz when I thought of the sheep and lamb, the pesky critter bad eat up; and so I riz my hoe-handle over my head and waited for him. ■ “The bar kept on till he got within ’bout three feet of me, and looked roe rite in the face, with his paws held out ready to give me a hug gin. My old ’oman, seeing that I want agoin to run, come a cantering out to where we were, with her two cubs a following arter, and squall ing with all their might. X spools they come to see that we had a fair fight. “XVall, we eyed one another kind of sharp for some time, bat at last r t begun to think it was about time to bring things to a climax,-so I sidled up toward the old bar, and gave .him a whack rite on his snout, which broke my hoe handle into two pieces. lie gave one awful growl and sprang rite toward me with his month wide open, but I met him half way and stickin my left hand into his jaws, I caught him by the tongue, while with my right 1 grabbed him by the tail!" “The tail 1” exclaimed one of" old Steve’s auditors- “Xfes, his tail. Don’t’rapt me. lie had a mighty long tail for a bar, and I hung to him like all persessed. The old bar tried to hug rno, but he couldn't do it; and as Nance was pelting him over the bed with the broken hoe, lie thought it best to leave ; so he brought his jaws down smash onto my arm, and started, and I was in such a plight that I bad to go to. And we went. That pleasure ride of Johnny Gilpin was nothing compared with it. ‘O’er stumps and trees, o’er bills and vales,’ as the poet lias it, we went; my old ’oman a coming on behind at the rate of two-forty, and yelling, ‘Let the bar go, Stove, or you are a goner.’— Jest as tho’ I could let go, with that ore bar’s teeth in my arm. Putty soon we come to the fence that X had built, and 1 know that there was a holler behind it full of same; and thinks I, old bar, if I dan get ye into that, I’ve got ye. So I kinder steered him that way by bis rudder, and over the fence wo went and I landed on top, and as he kinder opened bis mouth to spit out the snow, I pulled my band out and grabbed him by the ear. Then I had him 1 “I held him till-my old ’oman came up and took my knif’o from my pocket and cut his throat. So I came out best, tho’ he hurt my hand so that it had to he cut oil’!” “But did you used to have snow up there ia hoeing time ?” asked one of our number, when old Sieve had finished. “Snow in hoeing time! Why, greeny, I have seen snow’up there so old, that it was all grown over with moss. That’s a fact I” “Landlord,” said the crowd, in one breathy “give Steve a glass of the best liquor in your bar.” And it was fun to see him drink liquor. He poured it down whole. He who would acquire fame must mot show himself afraid of censure." The dread of censure is the death of genius. “Are yon looking for any one in particular V* as the rat said when he saw the cat watching him. j Bcfcottir to 52*tcn8(dtt of tfce of iFtcelrom anfc tire of Mcfovw. WHILE- THERE, SHALL BE A WRONG UNSIGHTED, AND UNTIL "MAN’S TO MAN” SHALL CEASE, AGITATION MUST CONTINUE. WELLSBORO, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING. JUNE 16, 1859, IxSOJISIE. BY ARTIIITB L- iTESERVE. Stackpole’s Adventure, SIMON SUGGS, JR. “You never heard tell of my molasses candy adventure,.did,you, Squire!” said :Satp.Stack pole to me,' when ! called at his house to take the census of his family. I shook my head and he-proceeded.' - “I BpeculSte-it-raylher vr worn derful affair, - arid if Herdwßhld tell it, you would expeciate, certain; I was- courtin’ Sally at the time,'and was-in love op to my eyes.' But her old daddy was opposed to me out and out 1 . And he was a stupendions man—the eros sest, ugliest old varment that ever wore specta cles ; and I often wondered how Sallycould be such a charming' little creature, with such a crusty old fellow for a father. She w as a man num donum gal, sure at that time, a little faded now you see, but that’s to be-espeoted. Beau ty is only skin deep, .but ugliness goes to 'the hone. - ' -“-Well one day I -went to town and bought a whole heap of fancy doings, ribbons, beads, goose grease for the hair, ecefcra ■ and' so forth. I was determined to com her up, and putting my purchases snugly in a handle I locomoted toward her daddy’s house, true os a rifle. “Jt was rather late when I arrived, and old Scrags was bilin' sum molases candy for Sally to peddle the next day—there bein’ a show in town —Sally and her mammy havin’ retired. “The first thing I done, however, arter enter ing, old Scrags had stared at me a few, was to sit right down in a pan of hot merlasses, he’d put on a cheer to cool, which made me- jump up and howl amazin’! Gingerbred, how it burnt! but as he didn’t see the accident, I squatted on Sally’s band hoi which contained her Sunday bonnet—not noticin’—and went to rubbing like sixty six! Well, arter I'd sot there a spell, groaned for myself and wondering how much damage I’d done, the old man gave me another terrific look and said: . “Sam Stackpole, what have you come here arter—say ?” “Mr. Soragga,” ses I, not darin’ to stir for fear he’d discover my perdiokerment. “I’ve come here on very important business (Oh, Lordy 1 how that merlases smarted!) and if you’ll keep your ebenezor down about five.min utes, I’ll endeavor to inform you with that de gree of accuracy that I’m so perininently and conspiciously developed. “The old fellow didn’t understand that ar powerful language, and in course ho didn’t nothin’, an so I kept as easy as X possibly could and went on; “Perhaps,” says I, “you’ve noticed that I have been pain’ numerous attensbuns to your daughter, and I am gratified to stait with infi nate popularity. Now, if.you’ll give Sally to me, I’ll vote for you for Governor, and leave the country if you ain’t elected. “Well, after I'd delivered myself in that ar benevolent style, what do you thinkt the old codger’s reply was ? Why instead of saying take Sally, and welcome, he actually pinted .to the door, and told me to scatter! “I vow I got out of patience then, sure, and didn’t care then what occured—if Sally’s bon net was smashed. “Mr. Scraggs,” ses I, “I should he very hap py to oblige you, hut the fact is, I sat down here and can’t leave nohow, unless you cut a hole in my trowsers.” . When the old man seed how I was stuck fast as I set, he jest catched up the pot of hot can dy off the fire and empted - it all over my head and shoulders, true as I’m alive! Jehu! how the stuff made me cavort and holler 1 But I was so mad that I grabbed a great gob and let him have it biff—rite ’tween the eyes. “There, take that,” sez,l, “you old flap-eared piece of deformity!” and then I started for the door—direct, I jest got it open, ready to dart, when old Mrs, Scrags burst into a loud laugb, and Sally spoke for the fust time. “Sam Stackpole,” sez she, “hold. My band box and your pantaloons are annexed.” “Jerusalem ! sez I, and I leaped. I must a been skeered, for I landed at least twenty feet outside the house and ran like a prarie fire. I never looked behind me till next mornin’, and when I did, the kiver of the bandbox teas stick ing fast to my trowsers. “That was my merlasses candy adventure, Squire, right hot work it was. But I married Sally at last. The old man give in after a while, and now yon can reckon up the family in your sinsus as you please.” A Good Reason. —Many-a glorious specula tion has failed for the seme good reason that the old Texas Ranger gave when he was asked why ho didn’t buy land when it was dog cheap. A correspondent tells the story. “Well, I did come nigh onto taking eight thousand acres onest,” said old Joe, mourn fully. “You see, two of the boys came in one day from an Indian hunt’ without any shoes, and offered mo their titles to the two leagues just below here, for a pair of boots.” “For a pair of boots?” I cried out. “Yes, a pair of boots fop each league-!” “But why on earth didn’t you take it?— They’d be worth a hundred thousand dollars to-day. Why didn't you give them the boots?" “Jest ’cause I didn’t have the hoots to give,” said old Joe, as ho took another chew of tobac co, quite as contented as if he owned the two leagues of land. “lloi.d oy dar !”—The Piqua, (S. C.) Regis ter has the following in a recent issue, descri bing an incident among the slaves : Quite a revival is now in progress at the Af rican church in this city. We were present a few evenings since, and witnessed, with much gratification, their earnest devotion. Of the in cidents, we cannot fail to note one, A brother was supplicating the throne eloquently! whien, an other brother called out in a stentorian voice—l “Who dat prayin’ ober dar?” The response was, “Bat’s brudder Mose.” J’Hold on dar, brudder Mose 1” was the dic tum of the former. “You jest let brudder Byan pray, he’s better acquainted wid de Lord dan you am!” Brudder Mose dried up and Byan prayed. What a poor world this would be without woman and newspapers. How would thenews get about. To Preserve Health and Beauty. , A sensible writer gives the following excel lent rules for the preservation of health.— They are worthy 1 of ‘ the strictest observance Be careful to retain a good digestion and d clear conscience. " tJse tbe bath' sufficiently.for;cletfnUuesi.and the agreeable sensation of the skin. . Take frequent .exercise in the open air, by walking, riding, funning, etc. ” Dave suitable employment for the' mind and body, agreeable to the taste. Eafslowly till hunger is satisfied, but not to repletion. Avoid constipating articles of diet. Quench your thirst frequently with pure cold Water. Avoid thirst provoking condiments. If you have pain or uheasifiess in the stomach after drinking coffee or renting pastry, take a draft of- cold water. Better still .to avoid the use of coffee, tea and alcbolic drinks. 1 * Do not dress more warmly than is necessary for comfort. . let your shoes, belt and other parts of your dress be easy, giving free course to the blood and to digestion. Do not retire to .bed with a head full of troub lesome thoughts, but relieve it by pleasant cony versation, music, a hymn, a dance, or a cun in the open air. On retiring the head should bo cool and ,the feet warm. Be bold enough to speak the truth, and do not bow your conscience to any power. Preserve your self-respect, and your courtesy? to others. , Be temperate in your enjoyments, religious without bigotry, ; and liberal without wounding? the prejudices of any. As a general rule, pursue such a course •as on the whole, shall be most comfortable.; - Take sufficient labor or exercise to keep the body lithe, the head ereot, aud all the, motions easy. ■ , The true lady, ns well as the true gentleman, should, be perfectly upright both in person and character. , Associate with agreeable Icompanionsflove your relatives and friends; cultivate your own mind, taste and sentiments, and instruct others. Endeavor to be happy yourself and assist, others to bo so. • Contribute to the improvement, of .your kin dred, your country and the world. Learn wisdom, in general, wherever it may be found. “Her ways are ways of pleasant ness, and all her paths are peace.” Anthers of Popular Quotations. f “Entangling alliances.”—George Washing ton. “Where liberty dwells, there is my country;” —Benjamin Franklin. “The post of honor is the private station.”— Thomas Jefferson. “Ebony and topaz.”—John Q. Adams. “The Union roust and shall ho preserved.”— Andrew Jackson. “Better to be right than to ho President.”— Henry Clay. •‘Union—now and forever, one and inscpera hle.”—Daniel Webster. “Squatter Ssveroignty.”-—Lewis Casa. "To the victors belong the spoils of office.”— W. L. Maroy. i “Mint drops.”—T. H. Benton. “The almighty dollar.”—W. Irving. “Face the music.”—J. P. Cooper. 1 “The largest liberty.”—W. C. Bryant. “The bone and sinew of the country.”—W. Leggett. “Don't give up the ship.”—Captain Law rence. “He’s got ah axe to grind.”—J. Tv. Paulding. “Valuable water privileges.”—George P. Morris. “Telegram."—National Intelligencer. “He’s not worth a row of pins.”—Gorham A. Worth. “He’s as short ns a rabbit’s tail.”—Jacob Barker. “The loeo foco party.”—C. Davis. “The Whig party.”—P. Hone. “All’s fair in politics.”—M. M. Noah. “Happy as a clam at high water."—William Mitchell. “Cotton is king.”—John Randolph. “Handy as a pocket in a shirt.”—Southern paper; “Upper tendom.”—N. P. Willis. “Straws show which way the wind blows.” —-James Cheatham, i “The Empire State.”—John C. Calhoun. “All’s not gold that glitters.”—Portfolio. “A good man; but ho can’t keep a hotel."— George Christie. “All fish that comes to net.”—Old Mirror. “Northern fanatics and Southern fire eaters.” —Tammany Hall. “Two of a trade can never agree.”—Boston Journal. “United we stand —divided we fall.”—Watch word of the American Revolution. “Bleeding Kansas.”—ll. Greeley. “Border Ruffians.”—J. G.‘ Bennett. “Fifty four forty, or fight.”—Western paper. “Nary Red.”—C. Buck Cotter, —Boston Olive Branch. The following conversation was overheard among “the volunteers of the Bio Grande.”— Scene, night. Two volunteers wrapped in blan kets, and half buried in the mud. Volunteer Ist.—Jim, how came you to volun teer ?" Volunteer 2d.—“Why, Bob, you see, I have no wife to care a cent for mo, and so I volun teered ; and besides I like wap 1 Now tell me how you came here?” Volunteer Ist.—“Why the fact is, you know I—l—l hare got a wife, so I came out here be-' cause I like peace! Hereupon both volunteers turned over in their blankets and went to sleep. Most young men consider it a great misfor tune to be born poor, or not to have capital enough to establish themselves at their outset in lifein a good-Rnd profitable business. This is a mistaken notion. So far from' poverty be- : ■ ing a misfortune to them, if we may judgefrora what we every day behold, it is really a bles sing ; the chance is more than ten' to one against' him who Is left with a fortune. . ICOM MHJKI GMtlO M. > Women. “Isn't theffrATgredt; dhihandibr women ev erywhere?” . What a feeling of indignation arose in my mind 1 as T read those few words in last week’s Agitator. No women ?' why the world is full of them—pure-minded, self-sacrificing, sensible women. Of coarse they are more valuable than gold, but pot one-tenth part as scarce..," If the writer of tha.t article has found more gold than women it is because he has been more diligent in his search for the former, and if his estimate "df our sex is so low I am inclined to' think he his never: associated with any but'soft-headed, dainty ladies; f he has been gathering shells, while, the pearls were passed without a notice, because he could, not comprehend their value. Sound minded wotoen are far more numerous than that class- of men who are seeking for such, and this very class of women so much “in demand” are the most neglected. Guided by a feeling of modesty, dictated by good sense, they avoid that display which Is characteristic of the vain and empty minded, and consequently pass through life unnoticed. It is a pity some of them cannot be transported to Oregon, they might possibly find sober, industrious husbands ■T-a very desirable commodity which fewof them will be likely, to secure this side of tho Rocky Mountains. | No', the. demahd is for ladies. It is no won der that girls are vain and frivolous and think more of their personal appearance than mental qualification, they have everything to encourage them; society demands it. A woman may spend all the best years of her life in self-im provement, may garner up stores of knowledge, make the best possible use of her mental en dowments, and-by zealous application fit her self for every capacity in life, social or domes tic, and .then, have tho mortifying conviction that those she knows to be her inferiors are pre ferred before her. And yet I would say to such, jiersaxre! You are securing for yourselves an internal source of pleasure, au exbauetlcss fount from which you may drink deep draugh ts that will be refreshing to the sinking heart, when “weary in well doing'* you have fulfilled your duty to yourself and your God. i Tioga, 1859. Magdalena. • Borne Thoughts. Had we talent we might write on the superi ority of country over city life. We have a veneration for the grandeur of nature, and ad mire the beautiful. How pleasant and exbil crating to walk ont on a clear Spring day and inhale the air pure and untainted by the con taminations of a crowded city. Presently we cuter a grove; there the locust is in bloom ; its sweet-scented odors borne on the whispering breeze is ever delightfjil, while the sylvan brook flows meandering a\(otir feet, ornamented with its thousand beauties, and murmuring soft en chantment to the sweet songsters perched on an overhanging branch. Seated on a mossy knoll amid these beauteous attractions, we gaze en raptured upon the little cascade as the pure water comes dashing down, the celestial drops made brilliant by the rpys of a golden sunlight, while in the pool below is seen the silver trout darting to catch soma ktray grasshopper, then runs off, pursued by his mates, who continue the cflase until the insect is devoured. A rust ling among the leaves diverts us and we turn to admire one of nature’s ornaments, a squirrel digging for roots upon which he feeds., Cun ning and shy, he ceases to dig and listens, then ascending a tree be seats himself on a lower branch, spreads his bushy tail and commences to chatter; at length leaping from branch to branch and continuing his chattering he seeks the comforts of his neat little nest and leaves us again to oup reflections. Turning our eyes heavenward we see the azure-tinted clouds mov ing on in their splendor, seeming to beckon us to holier themes. We gaze intently on until our vision seems to penetrate the mystic space, and our whole soul becomes absorbed in the fanciful magnificence of the eternal home be- yond. Mansfield, Fa, If and its Progf.nv.—lf every one were hon est, we need not lock our doors. If everybody would mind just his own bus iness, there would be more business done. If we would talk less of' other people, other people would talk less of us. If there were fewer novels in the world there would be fewer nunisciills. If you charge your servants with lying they will soon become liars, if they are not so al ready. If students would read less and think more, there would bo a larger number of really great men in our community. If young ladies now-a-days did not become women at thirteen, men would have hotter wives. If you want .to get rich, work hard and spend little. If you want to render your husband unhap py, blame him for everything he does, right or wrong; scold him for doing this or that before you know whether he did it. C An Irish woman, who kept a little grocery was brought to her death-bed. When on the point of breathing her last, she called her hus band to her bedside; - ' “Jamie, there's Missus Maluny, she owes me six shilling.” . “Och, Biddy, davlint, yer sensible to the last.” “Yis, dear. and there’s Missus M’Craw I owe a dollar." : "Och! faith and be jabers yer.as foolish as iver.” Two Senators, one from Massachusetts and the Other from South- Carolina, were passing along a street in Washington together, when they saw n drove of mules ; . “There," said, the Senator from South Caro lina, “are your constituents." “Yes,’’ replied the other Honorable, “and they are going to' South' Carolina to teach school.” .Advertisements will be charged $1 per square of 14 lines, one or three insertions, and 25 cents for every subsequent insertion. Advertisements of less than 14 lines considered as a square. Thesnbjoined rateswill be charged for Qn&rtetly, .Half-Yearly and Yearly ad* verUacmcnta: Square, , 2 do. i column, - i do. Cglumn, - - 18,00 30*00 40,00 Advertisements not having thennmberof Insertion, desired marked upon them, will be published until or dered put and charged accordingly. Posters, Handbills, Bill-Heads, Letter-Heads and all kinds of Jobbing done in country establishments, ex ecuted neatly and promptly. Justices', Constables', and township BLANKS : Notes, Bonds,Deeds, Mort gages, Declarations and other Blanks, constantly on hand, .or printed to order. NO. 46. [We extract the following from the Annual Report of the State Superintendentnf Common Schools to the Legislature, 1354.] The County Snpcrintcndcney. For tbo -Agitator. Whatever opposition has been thus manifest* ed towards the office of County Superintendent, results more perhaps from opposition to the entire system of popular education, than to this, or any other particular feature of the law. It is to bo regretted that there are still those who are so blind to their own true interests, aa to oppose any system that would call upon them for taxes, and would bo hostile to any .system of education, unless - they were especially ex empt from taxation. . There are those, who even in this day and generation of activity and progress, of cultivation and refinement, who gravely deny the right to tax them for the pur pose of educating the children of others—for the support of schools to'which perhaps they have no children to send. And it seems useless to reply to such that they and their property are protected by laws which emanate from the entire people—or that they contribute willingly their taxes for the of roads and bridges and public highways over which possi ' bly they never travel—or for the erection of court houses, prisons and houses of refuge, which they never enter, or in which they have no direct personal! interest. . And yet, bow much greater is their interest in the education of the rising generation; because in the moral and intellectual culture of society, more than in the strong arm of the law, do they find the surest security for the safety and protection of themselves and property. The law never inter poses to prevent the perpetration of offence,' except by way of example—never exhorts or entreats. Its only mission is to detect and punish, or to reform through punishment.— But education, moral and intellectual, like an angel of mercy, precedes the action of the law, and enables the young to guard against the temptations that might otherwise beset them through life. Has it ever struck the minds of such, that just in proportion as we diffuse the blessings of education, we lessen the public ex penditures for the admiration of justice—for the support of jails and penitentiaries? It could he demonstrated to such, if demonstra tion would avail, that ignorance ever has been, and ever will be the prolific source of crime ; that the higher the standard of religions, moral and intellectual culture of a community, the less pauperism to be supported, and the less vice and crime to be detected and punished at public expense. A glance at the criminal statistics, should he sufficient to satisfy those who regard their money aa thrown away, when applied to educational purposes, of the appal ling agency of ignorance in filling up our pris ons, poor houses and houses of refuge. The startling disproportion of those committed to these institutions, who can neither read nor write, as compared with those who have had some educational training, can be explained in no other way, than by attributing it to the fact that ignorance, under all circumstances, is truly the parent of crime. For the Agitator. The Teaching of Arithmetic.—When th& scholar does not understand the question, or proposition, he should be allowed to reason up on it in his own way, and agreeably to his own associations. Whether his way is the beat or not, on the whole, it is the best way for him at first, and he ought by no means to bo interrupt ed in it, or forced out .of it. The judicious teacher will leave him to manage it entirely by himself, and in his own way, if he ca#. Or, if he ineets witbja little difficulty, but is still in a way that will lead to a proper result, he will ap ply his aid so as to keep him in his own way. When the scholar has been through the process in his own way, he should be made to explain how he has done it ; and if he has not proceed ed by the best way, he should be led by degrees into the best way. Many teachers seem not to know that there is more than one way to do a thing, or think of a thing; and if they find a scholar pursuing a method different from their own or that of tho text-book, they suppose of course he must bo wrong, and they cheek him at once, and endeavor to force him into their way, whether he understands it or not. If such teachers would have patience to listen to their scholars, and examine their operations, they would frequently discover very good ways that had never occurred to them before. Nothing is more discouraging to scholars, than to interrupt them, when they are proceeding by a method which they perfectly cotuprchend, and which they know to be right; and to endeavor to force them into one which they do not undorsUnd, and which is not agreeable to their ways of thinking. And nothing gives scholars so much confidence in their own powers, and stimulates them so much to use their own efforts, as to allow them to pursue their own methods and to encourage 1 them in them.— Warren Colburn. j. c. i>. Tho model teacher places as high an estimate upon the out-door conduct of the pupils, as up on their behavior during the session, lie is aware that their conduct; as witnessed by stran gers, constitutes the refutation of the school. Hence, he keeps an observant eye upon all their conduct, coming, going, and at recess. The truant fears him, for he finds him so frequently at the corner of some street whieh-he must pass on his way home. The mischief dreads him, tor he sees him looking out of the windows ev ery time he intends to perpetrate a trick. That observant eye sees all the actions of all the pu pils, and can decide justly, because it relies up on the strongest of human testimony—it is an eye-witness. In the rural districts, where children have to come a great distance, and suffer • great expo sure, the model teacher sees that the youngest and most helpless are cared for, that they may not have to take scats in a cold corner, with out first having a chance to warm, and dry- lie is unwearied during the morning, before rolhcall, in rendering comfortable all those lit tle persons assigned to his care. In short, he is parental in all his feelings, and in all his du ties. He feels as a father, and acts a mother. He makes a business and not a pastime of lug calling. Rates of Advertising. 3 no.vTUS. 6 jio.vibs. 32 nos ths. *2,50- - $4,50 $6,00 *,OO 6,00 . 8,00 . 6,00 8,00 10,00 10,00 15,00 20,00 UCATIONAL. Selections.