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Vocticat.
A WINTRY LANDSCAPE.
BY !IM. L. G. ABELL.
The lofty pines look down with scorn
Upon the leafless trees,
And wave their plumes amid the storm
As they shiver in the breeze.
They feel, themselves, no cold or snow,
In vestments warm and green,
Bat the bare old trees in the vale below
Are pierced by blasts so keen.
Their song of mirth is loud nod clear
As the winds through their branches hie,
They care not for stifled sob or tear,
Nor the poor tree's wailing cry.
The storm to the pine brings a thrill of delight,
But the old tree's shattered door
Rattles and howls through the live-long night
To represent the poor!
Borne with the weight of sorrow down,
A freezing load they bear,
Or else imploringly around
They gaze in mute despair!
How full of teachings Nature's Book!
Then lot us read and learn
What God unfolds in every look,
And thus His will discern.
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[From the Parlour Annual
Time% Soliloquy.
BY ORRIN P. ALLEN
When the radiant morn of creation drove
darkness from the earth, I was there: than
was I born. I rose upon the pinions of that
bright morn, and caught the crystal dew
drops as they fell and sparkled on the
green verdure of the fairy lawns. I list-1
sad to the sweet carol of the feathered
sonwiters, whose joyous notes rose upon,
the wings of the soft zephyrs, and were
wafted far away through the solitudes of
the waving forests. 'Mid the beauty and
loveliness of Paradise I gazed out upon
the young world, radiant with celestial
smiles. Long before the foot of man dis
turbed the silence of the wilderness, I
gazed out upon its numberless rivers flash
ing in light, and reflecting the effulgent
rays of the sun like a thousand diamonds
upon their bosoms. Niagara sent up its
thundeaing anthem in the solitudes of the
western ~ilderness, for thousands of years
before the ear of man listened to its awful
roar. The proud Mississippi swept its tur
bid waves to the ocean, and the strong
Atlantic beat its angry surges against the
shores of an unknown continent, and none
were there to listen to the wild melody
but 1.
The blue Moditeranean heaved its gentle
waters against its sunny shores, long be
fore the rude barque of man broke its
smooth surface; the sun smiled upon Italy's
lovely clime for ages, and none gazed up
on the enchanting scone but I. The beau
tiful gazelle bounded over the plains, and
drank at the crystal streams which mean
dered through the verdant meads, ages be
fore an arm was raised to ir.jure or make
them afraid. At evon's gentle hour the
bright stars blazed in the forehead of the
sky, with no eye to admire their beauty
but mine. And when the progenitors of
the human race wero placed in Paradise, I
was there, and hovered around their am
brosial bower, and attended their steps as
they wandered forth, hand in hand, by the
side of the gushing fountains, or reclined
beneath the shade of bowertng elms which
overhung some silver cascade.
But when by disobedience they were
driven forth from their elysian home, and
were foriver excluded from the blissful
haunts of Paradise, by the flaming cheru
bim who guarded tho entrance with vigil
ant care, I attended them on their lonely
journey, and, instead of flowers, I strewed
thorns in their pathway, and multiplied
AnitA4obOlt
cares and sorrows at,every step. I dim
med the radiant beauty of the now-made
world, even in its infancy, and sowed the
seeds of dissolution and decay in all of its
thousand forms of beauty. And when men
multiplied upon the earth, I was ever in
tent on working their ruin, and demolish
ing the labor of their hands. At length
corruption spread over the earth like a
sweeping tornado, and mankind having in
curred the wrath of Jehovah, were threat
ened with destruction by an universal de
luge which would destroy all vestiges of
mankind, except one solitary family. But
they heeded not the warning, and at length
the heavens were black with tempests, and
the storm of wrath descended with awful
fury upon the devoted world. The boom
ing thunder rattled through the dark cham
bers of the sky, and the terrific lightning
gleamed along the black outlines of the
swift-rolling clouds. and all creation shud
dered as if it paused upon the brink of ru
in, and I almost thought that my existence
would end and eternity begin ; but I was
permitted to wing my flight over a submer
ged world, and gaze upon its changes in
succeeding ages.
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Meanwhile mankind were seized with
consternation as they beheld the torrent
sweeping over the rich valleys, and over
whelming their cities and villages ; in vain
they ascended the highest mountains, for
soon the mighty flood swept over the high
est point, and consigned them all to one
common grave.
Then the humble ark of Noah rose tri
umphantly above the dark-rolling surges
of the mighty abyss of waters, and, guided
by the hand of Omnipotence, rode in safe
ty over the shoreless ocean, till at length,
when the waters began to subside, it rested
upon the mountains of Ararat.
Days and months passed on; at length
the waters were dried from the earth, and
man descended from the resting-place of
the ark into the plains below. Ah, how
changed the scene! How unlike the beau
tiful earth on which I gazed in the first ra
diant morn of creation, when I commenced
my flight!
The once lovely plains of Paradise were
divested of their beauty, and the luxuriant
forests were swept away by the swift cur
rent and imbedded in the earth ; the lofty
mountains, 'which had been disfigured by
the merciless flood, looked down upon the
universal wreck in mournful and silent
grandeur, while nature in all of her works
gave marks of a mighty change.
But I soon peopled the earth with nu
merous nations, and laid the foundations of
mighty empires and kingdoms; mighty ci
ties rose up in the plains, and smiling vil
lages aleng the banks of the rivers. Ba
bylon, Palmyra, Nineveh, Tyre, Thebes,
and Carthage, each rose in its season,
flourished, and fell ; and I beheld them in
their glory and decline. 'Mid all their
magnificence, glory, and wealth I was in
their busy streets, and crumbling their
proudest monuments of glory to dust ; and
now scare a vestige is left to mark the
place where once they stood and flourished,
except here and there a solitary colonnade
or gigantic pyramid, whose gloomy forms
rise above the sands of the desert, and look
down in mournful grandeur upon the deso
lation around them. The gods which fill
ed their splendid temples could not defend
their own habitations, much less their vain
worshipers, against my power, for them in
their turn I crumbled to dust.
Mighty Babylon roso and flourished in
proud supremacy upon the ruins of con
quered nations; but I humbled her pride to
the dust, and laid her proud walls and
towering battlements in mouldering ruins.
Upon the magnificent ruins of the Baby
lonian Empire roso that of the Persians,
under the mighty cuergio3 of Cyrus, who
conquered the world.
_
But I introduced luxury among their
soldiers which brought on effeminacy and
love of ease ; and at length the bright star
of Persian glory set in obscurity. Then
Alexander the Great came upon the stage
of action, and with his invincible Greeks he
subdued the world. But this proud mon
arch was forced to yield to my power ; the
glory of his arms could nut save him, nor
his vast conquests preserve his mighty em
pire from my shooks. For at length the
resplendent glory of Greece, which had
dazzled the world so long, began to be
dimmed by the bright star of Rome, which
soon rose in the ascendency, and swayed
her iron scepter over the world.
But I conquered the iron strength of the
Roman Empire, and divided her territory
into many kingdoms. Her orators; poets,
and heroes I have consigned to the grave.
I have laid waste the imperial city of the
Cmsars. The loud shout of the gladiator,
and the wild applause of the spectators, no
more echo through the lofty archers of the
mighty Coliseum; and the eloquence of
Cicero no more resounds thorugh the sen
ate-halls of Rome.
Thus for ages I have witnessed the rise
and decline of empires, which have bowed
down before the rising glories of young na
tions, to whose prosperity there will also
come a day of decline. Old, call you? aye,
but when shall my days be remembered
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1853.
Not till He who first bid me begin my
flight so orders it.
When His purposes who called me into
being are accomplished, then I, too, shall
go to the place of all living.
The First Apostles.
The word Apostle has the same meaning
as the word Missionary, it is used general
ly in a religious sense ; and is commonly
applied to those twelve persons, whom our
Lord selected to accompany him, and to go
about Judea and elsewhere to preach his
doctrine. These apostles were generally
poor and humble men. At least four of
them were fishermen.
Jesus was walking by the sea of Galilee,
when he saw two brothers, Simon and An
drew, casting their net into the sea. Simon
was afterward called Peter; and was the
same who wrote the Epistles, or Letters,
which bear hii name. The Saviour said
to the two brothers, Follow me, and I will
make you fishers of men. Having heard
of and known Jesus before, they had con
fidence in Mill, and immediately left their
nets, and went with him.
Going a little farther on, Jesus saw two
sons of Zebedee, James and John, in a
vessel with their father, mending their, pets.
These two brothers were also acquainted
with him; and when he had called them,
they too left their nets and their father
with his hired men, and accompanied Jesus.
This James is not he who wrote the Epis
tle bearing that name; but the John is the
beloved disciple who wrote all the books
of that name in the New Testament as al
so the Book of Revelation.
ffitocellantotto.
A Model School Report,
The following, which we clip from an exchange,
is the Report of the School Committee of Exeter
N. 11. It is a rare production ; and yet there are
in it sonic things that might apply to certain
lo
calities nearer home than New Hampshire. We
have no doubt its perusal will amuse most of our
readers.
"We have so often spoken in terms of
high commendation of these Teachers, and
they are so well and so favorably known,
that it is hardly necessary for us to attempt,
. .
"To throw a perfume on the violet."
The County Commissioner, who has had
ample opportunity to know whereof he af
fir:ns, has stated publicly, that ono of these
schools is the best Primary School in the
County. The other, we may add, is like
it in all its essential characteristics.
It has become a pleasant fashion in these
latter days to bestow suitable testimonials
of approval and appreciation upon those,
who, in responsible positions of trust or
honor, have acquitted themselves like men.
It is no unusual thing for Sea Captains
and Clergymen, Police Officers and States
men to receive from ther friends Gold Med
als or Silver Pitchers, as a reward for long
continued, faithful service. Now the elder
(not elderly) Miss Ellis, has not, it is true,
commanded a ship, nor worn a white cra
vat on Sundays, nor carried the staff of a
Marshal Tukey, nor los her eloquence ful
minated from the Capitol,but she has bees a
laborious 84 successful teacher in th;s town
for twenty-five years, 'during which time
she has probably done more than any oth
er single human being to give shape and di
rection to the young minds in this commu
nity. We beg leave to sugest, with due
deference to District No. 1, that sonic ex
pression of respect and confidence—soitrs
befitting testimonial of a great appreciation
of unremitting labors, performed with more
and more efficiency through a quater of a
century, might not be inappropriate or un
dignified."
It may be further stated, that the chil
dren, few as they are in number, are yet
altogether too uumeroeus for the little 1:iox
in which they are' Picked. Such a build
ing is not large enough for any purpose of
human instruction. It is too inconvenient
ly small to tend one baby in—too ugly in
itself and in all its appointments to be
looked at without danger of strabismus. A
good sized boy of high aims and expansive
views would feel himself icabined, confined,
cribbed' in it, and in his attempts to study
would find himself unconsciously babbling
of brooks and green fields. We shall be
pardoned for suggesting, that an edifice,
not unlike a medium looking goose pen in
airiness and amplitude of dimensions, set
upon a few cobble-stones on the edge of a
rough and rocky road, surrounded with no
play grounds, and overs-hadowed by no ,
tree with no pleasant object without or,
within to address the eye or touch the
heart, is not exactly the place to kindle the
intellect and develope the moral nature of
the young."
"There is in fact very little in the school
house itself or around it calculated to
'stir the divinity within them.' We'have
expressed our mind in relation to this Tem
ple of Appollo, and the Muses' on former
occasions. It certainly does not look any
better noW'than it did five years ago. In
deed we did not perceive any very striking
difference. Perhaps the walls are a little
more brown—the benches a little more
hackneyed—the tent ensemble, like the
character of the First Consul s a little more
'grand, gloomy and peculiar.' The stove
funnel!, it should be observed was, possi
bly in honor of our last visit, tied up, and
securely fastened with a bran-new tow
strings! The bricks which at some re
mote period formed the hearth, have come
to be 'like angels' visits, few and far be
tween,' so that now, in the wild waste of
the billowy floor, the solid land looms up
like an island in an Archipelabo. Time or
somebody else, has,
in a good degree, strip
ped the plastering from the ceiling, as
"From a Tartar's skull they strip the flesh,
Or peel a fig when the fruit is fresh."
Aside from these slight variations, "all
things since the fathers fell asleep contin
ue as they were from the begioning.".
The school in this Dist;ict h - as been
taught 35 weeks-23 in the summer by
Miss Sarah A. Locke, and 12 in the winter
by Mr. John Porter Sanborn. Miss Locke
had 30 different scholars; Mr. Sanborn had
36. Miss Locke's intellectual qualifications
were very good; Mr. Sanborn's were by no
means deficient. Miss Locke was gentle
and at the same time firm; Mr. Sanborn,
so far from being tyranous in his exactions
of obedience, was as easy as an antiquated
slipper. Miss L. made her pupils sing;
I Mr, Sanborn did not make his dance. Miss
Locke Was careful to keep the rosin neat
and clean: Mr. Sanborn was content to let
it go dirty. With Miss Locke the chil
dren studied bard most of the time; with
Mr. Samborn they whispered hard all the
time. Iu looking upon the exercises as
conducted by Miss Locke, at our examina
tion, we were favorably impressed with the
stillness which prevailed; in listening to the
discordant hubbub, of Mr. Sanborn's
young disciples we thought of what as old
poet has said :
"The earth and planets in their coarse,
Move along with silent force;
The smallest chap that walks the footstool,
Mekei more racket by a jug fell: ,
~M tsff Locke's children made rapid pro
gross up the hill of science. Mr. sen
born's slid down the same hill. In a word,
as Cicero bath it, Miss Locke kept a good
school; Mr. Sanborn kept no school at all.
It is possible, that Mr. Sanborn if he would
revise and correct his notions of discipline,
might yet become a successful instructor.
IWe hope, however, that the experience of .
the past winter, may satisfy this District,
without further trial, that the maseuliue
gender is not the only gender belmiging, to
nouns, and that when they get a good female
teaoher it is for their interest to keep lier.s'
"We cannot stop to expatiate upon the
pernicious effects in the derangement of
classes, in the disturbance of recitation, in
the actual loss of mental discipline to the
irregular scholars themselves, and in the
disgust which they acquire for school and
all its exercises as a consequence of falling
behind their more punctual classmates.—
;The influence is evil and only evil and that
continually. We have no doubt that it
could be to a groat extent remedied by pa
rents, if they chose to feel a proper inter
est in the subject. If ono half the efforts
were used in getting children into our
schools, which is used in gettin; voters to
the polls, few would be left to stroll
through the woods, or to loaf at the cor
ners of our streets, to smoke and swear it
bar-rooms, or to drink and gamble in bil
liard-saloons anti tipling dens. It is a
true saying of the Latin Poet "facilis des
; census Averni" which being Interpeted,
signifies, the distance to perdition from a,
grog‘shop is short and all the way down.
hill. 'rite surest method of securing the
young from vice is to keep them employed;
the employment most appropriate to them
is the pursuit of knowledge under the eye
of a thorough and efficient intructor.''
"We have examined during the year
six individuals, who propose to instruct in
this town, of whom wo reoommended five
and rejected one. It must not be sup
posed, however, for a moment, that every
person who can pass the strictest examina
tion is fit to manage a school. It takes a
peculiar man to be just the right sort of a
Teacher. He is an article compounded of
various ingredients such as you cannot or
dinarily buy at the apothecary's. As to
his intellectual qualifications, his Mind
should be a fountain and not a reservoir.
His knowledge should gush up of itself
and not have to be drawn up by a wind
lass. He should be a man of engenuity
and tact, of various resources and expedi
ents, and not a helpless creature of cus
tom, ploding on, day after day in the same
old path like a horse in a bark-mill. He
should be fresh in his feelings and sympa
thies, and not ft petrified post of Medusa—
his heart should be young in all its pulsa
tions, though his head may be as bald as
Elisha's. Endued with a courage and re
solution that know no defeat., ho should,
like Dioken's Raven, 'never say die.' He
should be a man of the world as well as a
man . of books— familiar with human nature
not loss than with Mitchell's Geography.
He should be a scholar of some breadth as
well as depth, knowing something more;
than the mere routine of daily study; and
not a man whose half dozen thoughts rat
tle in his vacant bead like shrunken ker-
0
Itar,
fulls in a bean-pod. Hit mental store
house should be filled with the fruits of
various and extensive reading, so that he
need not be compelled to draw his illustra
tions for the Recitation-room from the
"Tales of his Grand-father" or from the
treasures of last year's almanac. In addi
tion to this intellectual furnishing, he
should be a man of integrity, of moral rec
titude and purity of character, imbued
with the spirit of truth and wisdom. If,
besides all this, the light of a Christain
faith should radiate his scientific and litera
ry acquirements, it would servo to give them
a brighter lustre; even as "a lamp set in an
alabaster vase brings out in bolder relief
and clearer expression the beautiful figures
which may be sculptured upon it."
"Let the Common School Teacher poss
ess qualifications like these, and he can do
much, perhaps more than any single indi
vidual, for the renovation of human socie
ty. But he cannot do everything alone,
and should not be condemned for other
people's sins. lle needs the active co-ope
ration of the parent and the community.—
If, as is sometimes said, he takes the child
as the sculptor takes the marble from the
quarry, there is yet one important differ
ence: when the sculptor leaves his work for
rest or relaxation, the half-formed statuary
remains as he left it. But the pupil is
never found as he was left. The self-de
veloping power of the subtile element of
life cannot be calculated by any rules of
art. Excrescences may burst forth from
him in some evil hour, which cannot be
chipped off with hammer and chisel. And
then, too, other hands besides the Teach
er's
have been busy upon him in giving
form to his plastic nature. Silently and
unobserved mysterious influences, in the
street and by the fire-side, at noon-day and
beneath the quiet stars, have been at work.
The character, which promised to reveal,.
in the beauty and sytnetry of its propor
tions, an Appollo Belvidere has been touch
ed by the Spoiler, and huts become a Cali
ban of mis-shaped ugliness.
Self Education.
Benjamin Franklin was a self-educated
man. So. was Benjamin West, the ono
among the most distinguished philosophers,
the other among the best painters the
world ever saw. Each had a good teacher
because he taught himself. Both had a
better teacher daily, because both were.
advancing dotty in knowledge and in the
art of acquiring it. •
Baron Cuvier was also a self-made man.
He was at all times under a coed teacher,
because he was always taught by Baron
Cuvier. He, more than any other man,
perhaps than all other men before him,
brought to light the hidden treasures of
the earth. He not only examined and ar
ranged the mineral productions of our globe,
but ascertained that hundreds, and even
thousands of different species of animals,
once living, moving in the waters and upon
the lind, now form rocks, ledges, and even
mountains. Cuvier thought, however, that.
he owed a constant debt of gratitude to his
mother for his knowledge, bee?..use t wh e n a
small child, she encouraged him in linear
drawing, which was of the utmost service
in his pursuits. To the same encourage
ment the world is of course, indebted for
the knowledge diffused by Cuvier among
all nations.
Sir Humphrey Davy, by a self-instruc
tion," made more brilliant and more impor
i
taut, discoveries in chemical science, than
any one who preceded or followed him.
Farmers, mechanics, house-keepers, and
many others,ure now enjoying the benefit
of his labdre.
Elihu Durritt, by self-instruction, had
acquired, at the age of thirty years, fifty
languages; and that too, while working over
the forge and anvil, from six to twelve
hours daily.
• The late Dr. Bowditoh taught himself,
until he exceeded all who had gone be
fore him in mathematical science.
Roger Sherman, whose name will de
scend to posterity as one of the ablest
statesmen, and brightest ornaments o? the
American Congress, taught himself while
working on his shoe bench.
George Washington was a self-made man,
His name will fill all future ages reve
rence.
Hosts of others, who, in former ages
moved eta Intellectual and moral world;
were men' who first moved and elevated
themselves. Such must be the fact in all
future ages.
Every child is his own teacher. He
teaches himself things; and every thing
eomtrjg under his„oservation--anituals,
vegetables, minerals, toellii,,and operations
of farmers, mechanics, add house-keepers
—science and art. Ile teaches himself by
seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling, feeling,
talking, handling, using, and comparing
things.and their operations with each other;
also puttee with effect. Every child of com
mon talents learns a language before he is
three or four years of age. Many thous
and children, now in our country, pot. over
five years, speak fluently two languages—
the Ettgli<l and German.
VOL. 18, NO. 8.
youtito' Column.
The Little Philosopher.
.Mr. L. (looking at a boy, and admir
ing his 'lady, cheerful countenance.)--
I you, my good lad! you have
caught my horse very cleverly. What
shall I give you for your trouble? (Put
ting his hand into his pocket.)
Boy. I want nothing, air.
_
.41r - . L. Don't you - so much the better,
for you. Few men can say as much.
But pray what were you doing in the field?
Buy. I was rooting up weeds,and ten
ding the sheep that are feeding on the tur
nips, and keeping the crows from the corn.
Mr. L. And do you like this employ
ment ?
Boy. Yes, sir, very well, this Sue
weather.
.Mr. L. But had you not rather play
Boy. This is not hard work; it is almost
as good as play.
Air. L. Who sent you to work
Boy. My father, sir.
ailr. L. Where dues he live
Boy. Just by, among the trees there,
sir.
Air. L. What is his name?
Boy. Thomas Hurdle, air.
Air. L. And what is yours
Boy. Peter, sir.
Air. L. How old are you
Boy. I shall be eight atMiebaelluas.
Mr. L. How long have you been out
in this field ?
Boy. Ever since six in the morning, sir.
Air. L. And are you not hungry
Boy. Yes, sir; I shall go to my dinner
soon,
Mr. L. If you had sixpence now, what
would you do with it
Boy. I don't know; I never had so
mush in my life.
.Arr.L. Have you no playtings 1
Boy. Playthings ! what arc they ?
Mr. L. Such as balls, ninepins, mar
bles, tops, and wooden home.
Boy. No, sir; but our Tom makes foot
balls to kick in cold weather,and sets traps
for birds; and then I have a jumping-pole,
and a pair of stilts to walk through the
dirt with; and I had a hoop, but it is bro
ken.
Jt.fr. L. And do you want nothing else
Boy. No, sir: I have hardly time for
those; for I always ride the horses to the
field, and bring up the cows, and run to
the town on errands; and these aro as
good as play, you know.
Air. L. Well, but you could buy ap
ples or gingerbread at the town, I suppose,
if you had money. .t
Boy. 0! I can get apples at home; and.
as for, gingerbread. I don't mind it much,
for my mother gives me a piece of pi?, now
and then, and that is as good;
rife. L. Would you not like a knifo to
cut sticks!
Boy. I have one—here it is;
Tom gave it to rue.
Ali:. L. Your shoes are full of holes—
don't you want a bettor pair I
Boy. I have a Bette rpair for Sundays.
.Mr. L. But these let in the water.
Boy. 1 don't care for that they let it
out rw4aiw..
Air. L. Your hat is all torn, too
Boy. I have a better hat at home; but I
hs.d as lief have none at all, for it hurts
my heal.
.Mr. L. What do you do when it rains ?
Boy. If it rains very hard, I get under
the hedge till it is over.
.111 r. L. What do you do when you are
hungry before it is time to go home ?
Boy. I sometimes eat a raw turnip.
Mr. L. But if there ale none ?
Boy. Then I do as well. as I oan;
wok on, and never think of it.
Mr. L. Are you nct thirsty sometimes,
this hot weather ?
Boy. Yes, sir; but there is water
enough.
Air, L. Why, my little fellow, you are
quite a philosopher.
Boy. Sir?
.Mr. L. I say you are a philosopher;
but I am sure you do not know what that
moans.
. .
Bqy. No, str,--no harm, I holie.
L, No , no! Well, my boy, you
nem to want nothing at all; so I shall not
give you money, to make you want any
thing. But were you ever at school ?
Boy. No, sir; but father says I shall go
after .harvest
JVIr. L. Youvillgatt hooks, gum.
Boy. Yes. sir; the boys haio all a spell
ing-book and a Testament.
Mr. L. Well, then, I will give you
them—tell your father so, and that it is be
cause I thought you a very good, .eouten
ted boy. $ 9O now go to'yous sheep again.
Boy. I will, sir.-4 Thank you.
Mr. L. Good-by, Peter!
Boy. Good-by, Sir!
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