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"That Government is the best which jfovern least."
BIT LEVrETTPATE. 5
ORIGINAL
IIOPI2.
The world may change from old to new.
From naw to old attain ;
Yet bop mil heaven, for ever true,
With man's heart remain.
Th dreams that bleu the wenry aoul,
Th etrujfsrles of the strong,
Arc steps towarda some happy goal,
The story of Hope's song.
Hope leada the child to plant the flower,
The man to sow the aeed j
Nor leaves fulfilment to her hour,
But propts again to deed.
And ere iion the old man' dust
The grass is tven lo wave,
We look thruugi'i fallen tear lo trust
Hope's sunshine on the grave.
On no ! it is no flattering luro,
No fancy, weak or fond,
When hope would bid os rest aecuro,
In better life beyond.
Nor loss nor shame, nor grief nor ain,
Her promise may gainsay ;
The voice divine hath spoke within,
And God did ne'er btray. M. K.
Random Shots-No. 7-
BY NONDESCRIPT.
Our Jlagaxlne Literature.
During the last Presidential Campaign, Rnfus
Choate, Whig, said, "there are many good things
I like in the Democratic party. I like their na
tionality and their spirit of union, after all. I like
the American feelinj that pervades the masses."
Never were truer remarks nude by any man.
And every Democratic heart in the nation will
honor Rufus Clioate for this tribute to their patri
otism. B'Jt while we have reason to be proud of
our party for its " American feeling," let n.c sug
gest that there are still other ways of proving our
love of countrv, than by ruling and acting with
the Democrats :-and one of these is by wielding
i truly and thoroughly national pen, and proir.ul
guiwr. national doctrine and feeling.
There is perhaps no better way of doing this
effectually than through marines and newspa
pers. Time was when these things were the lux
uriei of life, they have now become the necessa
ries. In the barroom, the work-shop, the cot-:
lage, periodically are welcomed these condensed,
daily and hourly chronicle, of the doings of the
world. "Give me" said Sheridan, in one of hia
most powerful speeches'f. ecdom of the Presi,and
a corrupt Ministry, and a vetnal parlutnmt, can
not deurive the people of their liberty." (I quote
from memory.) The press is the lever by which
the world must be moved.aiid its literature should
be of the most substantial kind. In a daily or
even weekly newspaper, a great variety is abso
lutely necessary. Articles must be short and spi
cy They mut embrace all subjects ; Science,
Literature, Politics and Religion. A methodical
and extended essay upon any subject is not to be
thought of, for this is an era in which every thing
is done up in a hurry, but buniitss in Congrm.
In i Monthly Magazine however the case n
very different. Matter is more carefully prepar
ed and more diligently selected. Less regard is
paid to brevity, and less attention to variety. In
this state of things the question might be" asked ;
would it nut be advisable to change and modify in a
great measure our magazine literature ? It must be
acknowledged that the English have excelled us
in this particular. The literature ol the London
Quarterly, Edinburg Review, and Blackwood, is
uuostly of the substantial kind. Science, Politics,
and criticism form the oasis. Je (Trays, Scott, Ben
Sidney Smith, and Macauley.are among the finest
Essayists in our language. Notwithstanding na
tional feelings, thus much must be acknowledged.
Our magazines are very generally filled with lack--daisical
love tales, and sentimental poetry.
There are few articles bold, strong or vigorous -There
are no essays like Macauley's ; smooth, la
bored and smeling of the midnight oil. His sub
jects too are generally national. Whether this
difference is owing to the scanty remuneration of
our American Essayists or to some other cause, is
not apparent hut one thing u sure, if authors
were well paid fr good articles, there would be
more written. By proper exertion a purely na
tinnal Literal v Mngntine could be handsomely
rupported. Comprisinit in leading articles his
torical and national subjects, essays and critiques
on stanlud American and English works. Our
history is sulfioiently romantic, nur national
progress sufficiently gr". "ur discoveries and in-
antiom sufficiently extensive and numerous to;
give almost unlimited scope to a national literary j
Mag.zine. "No pent-up Utica contracts it. pow- ,
rrs.
.. . .u. ... i,,.i Kr.iin,lless continent is ours'." A
M..inuf this stamp, conducted by a man of
, i i mi ihiliiv would deserve and receive ;
aCKO"WI':ift' . - ... .
9 hearty upport
No one would object to a little
(f,rinkling of lve occasionally tor
Variety's th- ice of 1 if.
And gives it all us fl 'vor."
Manv ..four I'l-rary pubhration. are ccnHuct
ewLh much and ma.ked ability. But. without
,he editor being atfauli.lhe magizine is not of the
kind Tliea.tirle.areno..tomym.nd,.umc..r.t
I, p tinnal They compne perhaps the most
populsrkindol wri.ing.that.atleast.w ichtake,
with the mas. of hut instead P"P""
jng th. public taste, th.se publication! should en-
BLOOMSBUIIG, COLUMBIA CO.,
Ideavor to reform and corrupt it. It gi" '
great pleasure to aee that some of our magazines
' .1. Ilu nuiimial iealures.
ro auuMlNg puilin uci-iiim"; "
Talea of the American Kevolulion, skctchca nf A
merican writers, dvacriptioiif of American Scene
ry, etc., &c.
Let coiitribntora to mBga.inea take Ihia matter
in haud and furnish proper articles Let a whole
month be devoted to a single articlo. If it can
not be sufficiently polished in thai time retain it
atill longer. Eschew love tales generally, and
prepare articles that may stand in the classic
niche.
For the Columbia Democrat.
The effluence of thy light divine,
Pervading worlds hat h reached my bosom too !
Yes, in my spirit doth thy spirit shine,
As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew."
Having noticed, in a late number of the "Dem
ocrat," some "Hints to teachers," by Nondescript,
I shall notice one of hia remarks, viz: Perhaps
no very valid objection can be brought against a
written senium, though 1 prefer them fresh from
the heart, if methodical and studied ; but it writ
ten, let them be committed, or at least carefully
read and re-read."
Now 1 could unite with the Author's prefer
ence,, were it not for the adjective "studied," but
am nf opinion, that there can be very valid ob
jections brought against written and studied ser
mons, for this is the wisdom of man, which repels
the light of Christ. Let Franciscui Lamhertus
bring an objection : "Lit ware that thou determine
not to apeak what before then hast meditated.
whatsoever it be, lest if thou so dost, thou takest
from the Holy Spirit that w hich is his, to wit, to
direct thy speech, that those mayest prophecy in
the name of the Lord, void of all learning, medi
tation, and experience, and as if thou hadst stud
died nothing at all, committing thy heart, thy
tongue and thyself, wholly unto his spirit and
trusting nothing to thy former studying or medit
ation; hut saying with thyself, in great confi
dence of the divine promise, "The Lord will
give a word with much power to those that preach
the gospel." But above all things be careful thou
fullow not the manner of tlie hypocrites, who have
written almost word for word what they are to
say, as it they were (o repeat some verses upon a
theatre, having learned all their pieachingns they
do that act tragedies. And afterwards, when they
are in the place of prophesying, pray the Lord to
direct their tongue, but in the ueantiine.shuttingup
the way of the Holy Spirit, they determine to siy
nothing but what they have written or studied.'
But here il will doubili ss be alledgrJ, lh;.t di
vine revelation has ceased, for without this objec
tion, they must certainly give way to the teaching
of the Spirit. And what proof is there, that di
vine revelation has ceased ? Because the wisdom
and councils of men have decreed it so ? Because
those,who,a Lamhertus ays.di'terminctosaynoth
thing but what they have written or studied have
nothing revealed to (hem? As it was a Random shot,
Nendescript may, upon reflection, see the incon
sistency of his position. Il will be admitted that
God influenced patriarchs, prophets and apostles
by immediate and divine revelations of his Holy
Spirit, and why should we suppose that the fol
lowers of Christ are now deserted by it f It is
true that we have the scripture of truth to teach
ns. But why should we preter the light of the
moon borrowed from the sun, to the immediate
rays of the sun itself? It was not sufficient for
the Apostelsto know, that Christ did for them
but they sought to become more obedient to the
"still small voire" within which to the light
"that lightelh 'every man that cometh into the
world." Yea, and Christ commanded them to
fake no thought what they rhould say, for it should
be given unto them. It is this light to which the
scriptures direct us. It is this light mut save
us. And without this scriptural and divine light
within our s iuls, to guide and direct our feeble
understandings, we can never become experimen
tally acquainted with that Power, under whose
divine influence "neither death, nor life, nor an
gels.nor principalitics.iior powers.nor thing pres
ent nor things tocome.nor height,nor depth, nor any
other creature .shall be able to separate us from the
loveof God in Jesus Christ. Heathen men have
come to a knowledge of God by this spiritual light.
Cicero was sensible of it.and says "It cannot Le ab
rogated, neither can any he fred from it, neither
by senate or people ; it is one eternal, and the
source always, to all nations ; so there is not one
at Rome and another at Athens : Whoso obeys it
not, must flee from himself, and in this is greatly
tormented, although he should escape all other
nunishments." Manv other instances might be
quoted, in which heathens became eneible nf the
"way of life" for which they were denominated
philosophers or lovers nf wisdom.
This is the wisduia that sets at naught the
theology and creed of man; this is the wisdom
by which true Christians in all ages n( the world
have been led and influenced. Without the tea
chings of this i:iWM-without divine revelation,
a man cannot be a Gospel minister, although he
mav have natural talent and eloquence sutiicient
to excite the minds of soperli- ial hearer-, yet
such cannt"bringforth fruit to the glory ol i.oa.
We read that the letter killeth, bur tho spiru
giveth life. With these i-chool taught diviner,
so called, who not having received immediately
from the fountain of this witdt.m and cannot
freely give, even of their own Coined stuff, whose
object is the fleece and not the flock, "who love
greetings in the maiket places, and thn highest
seats in the synagogues," will dobtless be verified
the saying of the prophet, "I sent them not, nor
commanded thm ; Therefore, they shall not pro
fit this people at all, aaith (he Lord."
A SCHOOL EOY.
To Elizabeth.
( Written in an Album.)
Child of my fondest love,
My earliest, latest care,
When called from this dark world above,
Read here thy mother' prayer.
She takes her pen in hand,
To write these lines for thee,
'T is true she has no prophet's wand
To paint thy destiny.
But well she know thy way
Winds through a misty sphere;
And well she knows that many a day
Will fall the bitter tear.
To lead thy mind above,
Aud fix thy faith on heaven,
Ascends for thee her prayer of love,
Fur all thy sins forgiven.
Seek in thy early youth
Blessings which shall endure,
The word of everlasting truth
Contains the treasure sure.
Read then God's holy word,
When morning brings the light,
Read and reflect at burning noon,
And meditate by night.
i
Throw lighter books away,
They poison while they charm,
Excite, bewilder and betray,
And all without alarm.
Should cloudless skies be thine,
And Fortune's golden store
Around thy brow ita honors twine,
The world its incense pour,
Be rautious of thy smile.
Nor trust to flattering words,
On dimp'ed lips there's art and guile,
And in the bosom swords.
In Virtue's narrow path,
Pursue thy ownward way,
Nor wander, through the lightnings scathe
And thunders round thee play.
Trut in the living God,
Thy cause He will defend;
Temptation's mount his lootslcpi hud,
And he will be thy friend.
5jo live my darling one,
And win the glorious prize,
Held out before the Almighty's throne
In yonder blissful skies.
That we at last may meet
Upon that peaceful shore,
Where angels hold communion sweet,
And all the blest adore.
The Two I'urses.
LIFE AMONOTHE BOSTON ARISTOCRACY.
It was a cold winter night, and the wind
whistled shrill through the bsire limhs of
the giant trees that lined the wall. The
ground was covered with snow, upon whose
surface the light of the moon fell with daz
zling splendor, studding the incrusted
ground with brilliant diamonds. As the
old south clock, struck' nine, a young
man, wrapped in his cloak, sought the
shade of the large trees in the park from
whence he watched the coining of the nu
merous carriage loads of gaily dressed peo
ple of both sexes, who entered one of the
princely houses on Beacon street. Through
the richly stained-glass windows, the gor
geous light issued in a steady flood accom
panied by the thrilling tones of music from
a full band ; the house, illuminated at eve
ry point, seemed crowded with gay and
happy spirits. The stranger still contem
plated the scene his cloak, which until
now had enveloped the lower part of his
features, had fallen, discovering a face of
manly beauty a full dark eye, with arch
ing brows and short curling hair, as black
as the raven's plumage, set ofl'to great ad
vantage his Grecian style of feature a be
coming moustache curled about his mouth,
giving a decided classic appearance to his
whole face. The naval button on his cap
showed that ho belonged to that branch of
our national defence.
Shall I enter,' he said thoughtfully to
himself, ' and feast my eyes on charms I
never can posess ? Hard fate, that I should
be so bound to iron chains of poverty
yet I am a man, and claim a skull as no
ble ns the best of them. We will see,' and
crossing oer to the gay Keen-", he entered!
the hall. He cast off bis over-shoes, han
ded his coat and cloak to a servant, and
unannounced, mingled with the beauty and
fashion that thronged the rooms. (Jrad
ually making bis way through the crowd,
he sought a group in whoBo centre stood a'
SATURDAY, MARCH 31, 1849.
bright and beautiful being, the queen in
loveliness of that brilliant assembly. The
bloods of the West End flocked about her,
seeking for an approving glance from those
dreamy blue eyes ; half abstracted, she an
swered or spoke upon the topics of conver
sation, without apparent interest. Sudden
ly she started, and blushed deeply, drop
ped a half curtsy, in token of recognition
to some ono without the group Her eyes,
no longer languid, now sparkled with ani
mation, and as our naval friend entered the
group about her, 6he laid her tiny gloved
hand in his saying
Welcome, Ferris we hud feared that
your sailing older had taken you to sea,
this blank weather.'
We should not have lifted anchor,
wilhout first paying tribute to our queen,'
was the gallant reply.
A titter ran through the circle of exclu
sives at his appearance Binong them, but
when the lady appeared, there was uo
room for compliant.
The gay scenes of the night wore on;
several times had Ferris Harvard com
pletely put at fault the shallow brained fops
around him, placing them in anything but
an enviable light.
Ferres Harvard was a Lieutenant in the
Navy, and depended entirely on his pay
as an officer to support a widowed mother
and younger sister, to both of whom he
was devotedly attached. His father was
a self-made man had once been a suc
cessful merchant, who sailed and freighted
some of the heaviest tunned vessels that
left the port of Boston, but misfortune and
sickness overtook hirn, und he sunk in the
grave, leaving his only son to protect his
mother and sister from the wants and ills
of life. Ferris had enjoyed a liberal educa
tion, and having entered the Navy as a
Midshipman, had raised to a Lieutenancy,
by reason of his superior acquirement and
good conduct. His profession h;.d led him
to all parts of the world, a:iJ lie had care
fully improved his advantages though
constrained by reason of limited means, to
the practice of the most rigid economy.
He had met with the only daughter of
Harris Howell, one of the wealthy citizens
of Boston, at a fete given on board the
ship to which he belonged, and had imme
diately became enamoured of her, but he
well knew in his own heart the difference
in their fortunes formed a bariier to his
wishes. Ilehedbeena casual visitor for
several months subsequent to the lime our
story commences, at the house of the How
ell Family.
' I must think of her no more,' said F.
to himself. 'If sneered at by her friends
for offering her common civilities, with
what contempt would her austere parents
received proposition for her baud, from one
so poor and unknown ?" J
Harris Howell, was, indeed, a stern old
man, and yet he was said to he kind lo the
poor, giving freely of his bounty for the re
lief of the needy. Still he was a strange
man ; he seldom spoke to those around
him, yet he evinced the warmest love for
his only child, and Anne, too, loved her
father with an ardent affection. His de
light was to pour over his library, living,
as it were, in the fellowship of the old phil
osophers. On several occasions, when
Ferris was at his house, and engaged in
conversation with Anne, he had observed
the old man's eyes bent sternly upon him,
and he would sink within him, and he
would wake to a reality of his situation.
Ferris was one evening in Beacon street
at the bouse of Mr. Howell, where, in
ypile of the cold reception he received from
those he generally met there, he still en
joyed himself in the belief that Anne was
not indifferent to his regard. He had been
relating to her, at her request, his experi
ence with different national characters with
whom he bad met, speaking of their pecu
liarities and describing the various scene
effects of different countries. Annfi sat
near a sweet geranium whose leaves she
was industriously engaged in destroying.
Ferris bending close to her ear side:
'Anne, will you pluck me that rose, a3
a token of affection ? you must know how
ardent is mine for you -or stop, dearest,
behind it blows the condiiuft. ou know
the rnvsti'1 language uf both.will you choose
and "ive ni'J one.'
Hush, hush, Ferris,' said the blushing
and trembling girl, plucking and handing
him the rose. -
This passed when the attention of the
company present was drawn to some enga
ging object. Never before had Ferris re
ceived any evidence of Anne's love save
from her tell-tale eyes. The flower was
placed next to his heart, and he left the
apartment. He had proceeded but few
steps from the house when he was bccos
led by a poor medicant, clothed in rags,
who was exposed at that late hour of the
night to the inclemency of the season.
' Pray, said the beggar to Ferris, 'can
you give me a trifle? I am neatly star
ved and chilled through by this night
air,'
Ferris, after a few moments conversa
tion with the beggar, for he had not the
heart to turn away from the sufferings of
a fellow creature, and handing him a purse,
containing five or tix dollars, urged him
to seek immediate shelter and food. The
beggar blessed him and passed on.
A few nights subsequent to this occur
rence he was again at her fathep's house.
Mrs. Howell, Aune'9 mother, received him
as she did most of her visitors, with some
what constrained and distant welcome.
Being a woman of no great conversational
powers bhe always retired early, conduc
ting her intercourse with society in the
most formal manner. Ferris was much
surprised that Mr. Howell had taken no
particular notice of his intimacy at his
house, for he seldom saw him, and when
he could, the old man's eyes bent sternly
upon him, in anything but a friendly and
inviting spirit. In this dilemma, he was
at a loss what course to pursue, since An-
ne's acknowledgement of her affection for
him, and now he had succeeded in this
he was equally distant from the goal of his
happiness, for his better judgment told him
that the consent of her parents could never
be obtained. On this occasion he had ta-
ken his leave as usual, when he was met
by the beggar of the former night, who
again solicited alms, declared that he could
find no one else to assist him, and that mo-
ney he had before bestowed upon him had
been expended for food and rent of a mi-'
erable cellar where he had lodged.
Again Ferris placed a purse in the poor
man's hand, at the same time telling him
that he was himself poor, and constrained
in the practice of rigid economy in the
support of those dependent upon him. He
left the beggar and passed on his way hap
py in having contributed to the alleviation
of human suffering.
Not long subsequent, Ferris called one
evening at the house of Air. Howell, and
lurtunately found Anne and her father
alone, the former engaged upon a piece of
embroidery of a new patern; and the lat
ter pouring over a volume of ancient phil
osophy. On his entrance the old gentle
man took no further apparent notice of
hiin that slight inclination ofthe head and
'good evening sir.' He took a chair by
Anne's side, and told her of his love in low
but ardent tones, begging permision to
speak to her father on the subject.
' Oh he will not hear a word ofthe mat
ter, 1 know,' said the sorrowing girl.
'No longer ago than yesterday, he spoke to
me relative to a connection with M. Keed,
I can never love but one man,' said the
beauty, giving him her hand.
Ferris could bear this suspense no lon
ger. In fact, the hint relative to her alli
ance to another, spurred him to action.
He proceeded to that part ofthe room
where Mr. Howell sat and after a few in
troductory remarks, said :
4 You have doubtless observed, sir, my
intimacy in your family for more than a
year psst. From the fact that you did not
object to my attentions to your daughter, 1
have been led to hope that it might not be
alipge;her against your wishes. May I
ask, sir, with due respect, your opinion in
this matter ?'
' I have often seen you here,' replied
Howell, and have no reason to object to
your visits, sir.'
' Indeed sir, you are very kind. I have
neither fortune nor rank to offer your
flaugh'er but still emboldened by loie, I
ifk von for her hand.'
OAi SEMES-VOL. TWELVE,
VOL; 3, NUMBER 2.
I he old man laid by his book, aud re
moving his spectacles, asked :
' Doe8 lhe young lady sanction this ft.
quest?'
She does.'
' And you ask '
Your daughter's had.'
It is yours !'
Ferris sprang in astonishment to his feet,
saying-
1 hardly know how to receive jour
kindness, my dear sir, I had looked for t
different treatment.'
'Listen, young man,' said the father, !
you think I should have allowed you to
become intimate in my family without first
knowing your character? Do you think
I should have given this precious child (xhi
here placing her hand ia Ferris') to yoa
before I had proved you ? No, sir, out of
Anne's suitors, from the wealthiest and.
highest in society, I long since selected yon
as one in whom I could feel confidence.
The world calls me a cold and calculating
man; perhaps I am so ; but I had a duty
to perform to Him who had entrusted me
with the happiness of this blessed child ;
I have endeavored to perform that trust
faithfullythe dictates of pride may hare
been counterbalanced by a desire for my
daughter's happiness. I chose you first
she has since voluntairly done so. I know
your life and habits, your means and pros
pectsyou need tell me nothing. With
your wife, you receive an ample fortune :
the dutiful son and affectionate brother,
cannot but make a good husband. But
stay, I will be with you in a moment,' and
he left the lovers together.
The story of your mairiage with Reed
was only t0 'our neart 'hen, and thick-
j en ,he Plol,f saitl Ferris to flushing
' S'-
At this moment the room door opened
and the beggar whom Ferris had twice re-
j iieve1' enterea anU Pepping up to lerria,
soIicited charity. Anne recoilled at first
Bt lhe (!pJec,ed "Ppearance and porerty
stricken luoks ofthe intruder, while Ferris
j asked asloni8"ment tow he bad gained
,' en,rance int0 lhe house ' in a moment the
j fiure rose t0 8 s,ateIy hei&ht aud castioS
off the disguise it had worn, discovered
the person of Anne's father, Mr. How
ell. The astonishmentof the lovers can hard
ly be conceived.
I determined,' said the father, address
ing Ferris, 'after I had otherwise proven
your character, to test one virtue, which of
all others is the greatest Charity ! had
you failed in that, you would also have
failed with me in this purpose of marriage.
You were weighed in the balance and not
found wanting. Here, sir, is your fiist
purse, it contained six dollars when you
gave it to the beggar in the street it now
contains a check for six thousand ; and
here is your second, that contained fire
dollars, which is also multiplied by thou
sands, 'Nay,' said the old man, as Ferris
was about lo object to it; there is no need
of explanation it was a fairbusiness trans
action. This was, of course, all myslery to An
ne, but when explained, added to her love
for her future husband.
gg5g- -
Conundrums.
fy Why is a lawyer like a fence-post?
Ans. Because he is a barrister bar-retter.)
CO- Why area sharp knife and a doll one
alike?
Ans. Because one cuts thuroufhly, and tk
other cuts, that '-roughly.
fjt- Why is a kisa like rumor I
Ans. Because it passes from mouth to movta,
f- Why is a blacksmith likt a great sin&ac f
Ans Because he has hardened vicm.
fj5- What city can swin 1
Ans. Cork.
Singular Cattji tt ItLitise. Mr. WMlae
B. Scarfe, a citizen cf Pittsburg, while dressies;
few Atyt 'ince, stock the point nf a common pin
into one of h1 finr, slice which time he ha
j been nek'd 't'h ex-rientina; pains. The Gawrt
j av thut (.not h"pe, sre entertained of bis re
covery.
To St Blicbiso at trb N'ost Dr. Ke
grie.r, a Frenrh surgeon, svs the elevation of"
person's right arm will always stop bldlng at
the no. He eirlair.a the fact physiologically.,
nd oVi hres it a prsiiiva remedy. It is UiolJ
tvt "f tual