The pilot. (Greencastle, Pa.) 1860-1866, March 03, 1863, Image 1

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I LIKE AN OPEN HONEST HEART
I like an honest.opettheart,
Where frankness loves to dwell,
Which has no place for base deceit,
Nor hollow words can tell;
But in whose throbbings plain are seen
The import of the mind,
Whose gentle breathings utter nought, •
But accents true and kind. •
Pl'
I scorn the one whose empty acts
And honied words of, atit,.
':-`- Betray the feelings of the, soul,
With perfidy's keen dart; ,
No more can friends in such confide
Nor in their kindness trust,
li'; - + For black ingratitude out turns
Pure friendship to distrust.
Contenapt is bite a gentle word
A feeling far Ind mild,
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' d • For one who confidence betrays, ..
$.:, And gulp has sore beguiled;
~.. The hate which hellish fiends evince
When in dark torment toss'd,
Is not more loathsome to the soul,
ill Than one to honor lost.
Then give me DUO whose lfeart itilree, A "
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And gen%pus as the air;-. -, '' :-;
1 Whose toady hand and greetifig kind;
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k i -.e Well
. 4 Whose smiling shuts,,coonletianc
Affection wititnis fonnd,
And spirit pure as saints, whose notes
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1,, Through heaven's vault resound.
Goob Ztorii„
i. 44, THE BEREAVE t SISTER
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In the spring of 1824 1 1 contracted an ac
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cquaintanee. in one of 'the cities °tile gmith,
• with a it, ..entleinan who'had removed frem . Eng.
' and to this country with tiwci'small children,
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l the nue a boy of ten, and. the other a girl 9f
illine years of age... These children,were ,the
I %lost lovely beings 1 ever saw. Their extreme
4)ll , eatity, their deep - and/ artless affection, and
Irtheir frequent bursti'df . childigh and innocent
~,, mirth, made there as 4ear,,,te
.me as if I had
been the companion of their .itil4ney.-, .They
ere happy in themselves, happyin each other,
nd in the whole world of life . and 'nature
round them. I had known the family but a
ew mouths, when ti;)y, friend wes t qunpelled, to
ake a sudden and unexpected voyage,to:South
' merica. His feelings were embittered by the
t 5 ought of leaving his motherlesechildien be
•t_i• ind him, and its I was on 'the' rierrit'''oreni
; arking fur LiverPool,"l proufsed to: take them
!P u their friends yd relations
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,4: . ' i , Ikly departpre was 51elayedAytte,weeks. , Air,
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: ng that period, I,,lived under the same, roof
' ith the little ones; thin had been consiomed to ,
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y charge. For a few days they were pensive'
'And made frequent enquiries for their absent
~ ther, but their sorrows were easily assuaged;
d regret for his absence changed into a plea
.s,
nt anticipation of his return. The 'ordiddry
rrows of childhood are but dewi upon the
file's plumage, which vanish at the moment,
Tien the proud bird springs upwards , into, the
to woo the first beautiful flashes of: the
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in" 0:- .I)..tpRENTIcE.
The day for our departUre at length arrived
d we set sail on a quiet'afternoon of summer.
was a scene of beauty, and thy heart gutter-
as wildly and joyously as the wing of a
ung bird in spring time. ltseemed in truth
if "man's control had stopped with the
ore," and was retreating behind US, and left
e world of 'waters to give back the blue of
per skies as purely and peacefully as at
, the
at holy Sabbath, or creation. The distant
Is bent their pale blue tops to the Waiers,
as the great Sun, like the image of' his
`atm, sunk down in the West; successive
ows of gold, and crimson, and purple came
tine over the waves, like barks from .a fairy
. My young companions gazed on these
es .steadly, and when the last tints of the
shore were melting into shadow, they took
i other's hands, and a few natural tears
hed forth as an adieu to the land they had
eon after sunset, I persuaded my little
nds to let me lead them to the cabin, and
returning to look out again upon the
an. In about half an hour, as I was stand
musingly and apart I felt my; hand gently
.sed, and on turning around saw that the
had stolen alone to my side. In a few mo
ts, the evening star began to twinkle from
edging of a violent' aloud. At first, it
med faintly and at interials, but anon it
e brightly out, and shone like a holy thing
n the brow of the evening.. The girl at
side gazed upon it, and bailed it with a
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tone, which told that a thought of rapture was
at her heart. She enquired with simplicity
and eagerness, whether in the fair land to which
we are going, that same bright star would br .
visible, and seemed to . regard it as another
friend, that was to be with her in her 'long and
lonely journey.:
The : first week of our voyage was unattend
ed by any important incident. The Sea was,
at times, wild and.stomy,.but again it would
sink toTtpcise , and srireaditself out in beauty to
the verge of the,. distant, horizon. On ,the
eighth day, the boy arose, pale and dejected,
and complained of indisposition. On, the fol
lowing morning, he was confined by a fever to
his bed, and tunch doubt was expressed as to
his fate by the physician of the vessel. I can
• a;: •
never forget the visible agony, the look of at
ter woe,,that appeared upon 'the face of the
little girl when the conviction of her beloved
brother's danger came slowly, upon her thoughts.
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She wept on—she complained not—but hour
after, hour, she sat 'by the bed of the young
sufferer—an image of grief and beautiful af
fection.. The boy became daily more feeble
and emaciated: He could net return the long
and burning 'kisses of his sister, and, at last,
a faik heaViniv of bis'Vreast, and the tender
eloquence of his half closed, eye, and a flush,
at intervalS, up on his wastedcheek; like the
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first Violent tint of a morning cloud, were all,
that he told, be had. not. yet passed "the first
darks - day Of nbtliingetea:"""- .2 •
...,The,,twelfth . , evening. of 'our absence from
land was the•most beautiful:l had ever known,
persuaded the girl, to 'go for A . short time
u,pou,,deck, that her.own,favorett brow might
he :fanned. by ; the twilight hreeze. The sun
had. gone down in, glory, and:the traces of his
blood-red setting were still visible upon the
Western waters. Slowly but brilliantly the
many stars were gathering :themselves together
above, and another sky swelled out in softened
beauty beneath, and the foam upon the crest of
the.waves was lightened up .like wreaths of
spew. , There was music in every wave, and its
wild sweet tones came floating down from the
fluttering pennon above us, like the sound of a
gentle wind amid:a cypress grove. But neith
er. music...nor beauty hadi a spell for the heart
of-buy-little friend., I.l,tallted to her of the
glories of.the sky and:sea—l pointed.. her to
the ; .star,, on whielv she had, always loved• to
locilt-,.but her only answer was .a sigh—and I
returned. with her to the bedside of her broth
er:, I. perceived instantly that he was .dying.
There was no visible struggle—but a film was
creeping over . his eyee',l'aiid - thehectieflush of
tils: - Cheek was ?ass - deepening into purple.' 1
know .not;wbetbeiyal first r bib , aistei:peicei6d
the:ehange in his appearance: . She' took •her
seat- at his'side, :pressed , 'hia to her
o'wn, and theflos•usual, let her melancholy eye
rest fixedly upon' his 'countenance. Suddenly
his looks ,brightened for a moment, and 'he
spoke: •his sister's-:name: -She replied with a
passionate;careis,t and looke&up in his face, as
if toimplore encouragement. I knew, that her
hopes were , but a... Mockery: A moment more,
and, a:. convulsive quiver passed over 'the lips of
the dyinghey—a slight shuddir ran through
his frame,-and all. was still. he sat in tear
less silence—but I saw that the watersof bit
terness were gathering : fearfully at their foun
tain: At last she raised her hands with a sud
den effort, and pressing them upon her-fore
head, wept, with the uncontrollable agony of
despair. .
IZEIM
DIE
On the next day, the corpse of the dead boy
was,to be committed to the ocean. 'The little
girl knew, that it must be so, but she strove to
drive the thought' away, aS if it had been an
unreal and terrible vision: When the appoint
ted. hour was' at _hand, she came and begged
me, with a tone that seemed less like a human
voice than the low cadence. of a disembodied
and. melancholy spirit, to go and;• look upon her
brother, and , see if he was indeed dead. I
OD ulti, not resist her entreaties, but went with
her to gaze again upon the sleeping dust, to
which all the tendrils of her life seemed bound.
She paused by the bedside, and I almost deem
ed that her very existence would pass off in
that long and fixed gaze. She removed not
spoke not—till the form she loved was take❑
away.to be let down in the ocean. Then, in
deed, she arose, and followed her lifeless broth
er with a calmness that might have been from
Heaven. The body sunk s!owly and solemnly
beneath the waves, a few bright ringlets stream.
ed out upon the waters, a single white and
beautiful glimpse came dimly up through the
glancing billows, and all that had once been
joy and beauty vanished forever.
During the short residue of our voyage, the
bereaved sister seemed fading away as calmly
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and beautifully as a cloud in the summer
zenith. Her heart had lost its communion
with nature, and she .would-look down into the
ea, and murmur incoherently of its cold' and
solitary depths, and cell her brother's name,
and then weep herself into calmness. I know
not whether she is still a blossom of the earth,
or whether she has long since gone to be nur
tured in• a holier realm... Buc I love the
,metn
ory.of that beautiful and stricken. one. Her
loveliness, her innocence and her deep and holy
feelings, still, come, back to me, in. their glory,
and quietude like a rainbow on a summer cloud,
that has showered and passed off ferever.
STORIES FOR THE, LITTLE FOLKS
One'afternoon Jean-iud Pauline Were plaY-
Mg in iheirlittle play-house near their moth
ers's sitting-room. The toy's were scattered all
over 'floor iirgreai abundanee. It was
raining t eri• hard out of doors, and as they
had just received the prespnt of Noah's Ark,
they expecte& to spend several hours over it. "
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"Now' I say that Noah ought to go first.—
Don't you think so?" said Jean.
"'Well, I sIMUId suppose the lades ought to
go first," replied Patiline.'
"So they ought if' they were going into the
parlor, but I am sure the men ought to go .
ahead . of 'theth into the ark. Whermier there
is a danger the men ought to go before the
ladieg."
''•But the're is no danger," replied Pauline.
'rt - didn't commence to rain when the good'
Lord . made Nbah go into the ark and shut the
door."
"No Mattel.; letNoali go first this time," said .
Jean. "Here they go ! Noah hi/ Mrs. Noah
with•tbeii brown clothes, Shein and Mrs. Shem
with their green robes, Japhet and Mr's. Japhet
with their yellow robes, and Elam and . Mrs .
Ham 'with their red robes: Elam looks fur all
the world like a great gambler!"
"And the feast's!" exclaimed Pauline.—
"Here go the elephants first ! Then the rhi
nocersses, camels, giraffes, horses and dogs
Then the little insects last!"
"Hliv, good was the Lord not to shut out
any kind'Oranimals he had made! He could
have destrayed‘thein all if he had Wished."'
Just after Jean had said these words Mad
ame Levy rapped; at the door and told them
that it Was' clearing off, and they could take a
ride with her if they wished.
"Good ! goed !"- they both 'shouted, and ••soon
the ark and all its 'occupants" were put quietly'
back in a corner of the room. As they rode
along iniheir splendid carriage, Jean told his
mother that she had . promised' him a silver pen
cil d `gooik' . as he l'eained his' ran ItiptioaticM'
.
"When ybu know It," she said'
"Oh ! but I think I know it now," lie An
swered.
then, eight"times nine?"
".9 , verity-te , o."
"Fotir times seven?"
"Thirty-fiVe."
"No," replied' his mother. "Tell Me how
many are six times eight?"
"Thirty-hiro."
"No. You are wrong again. I am afraid
you don't know your multiplication table yet,"
answered Madame Levy.
And poor little Jean had to ride home that
evening past 'the jewelry stores without his
mother stopping to buy a Silver pencil for - him.
After tea, Madame Levy told Panline to go
tip stairs and bring down her needlecase.—
Little Jean came up to her and whispered
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"Mother, can you play Noah A
's rk ?" She
said she did not know, but that he could teach
her. By this time Pauline was nearly up stairs,
and her mother told her to bringdown Noah?s
Ark when' she came.
Pauline was gone ten minutes, and when she
eanie down she said that she could not find it.
"I don't think : you have looked very care
fully," answered Madathe Levy.
"Oh mother! she is afraid to go in a dark
room," replied Jean. "Pauline knows where
we put the ark when we went out riding. I
will run up and get it."
And Jean was soon up stairs, and came down
with the ark in his arms.
That was the occasion of a little lesson from
Madame Levy about getting afraid in the dark.
"Now, children nobody can hurt you• any,
more in the dark than in tho daylight. You
see this room is all safe now, and it would be
just as safe if' there was no light in it. Never
be afraid of a dark room. ;It is very childish
and foolish to think of anything or anybody's
hurting you. Good children nobody wants to
hurt. Come now and let me see if I can play
Noah's Ark. If Noah bad been afraid of
going in the dark, he would never have gone
in the great Ark he had made. Now, tell me
how you know that God will never destroy the
earth again by a deluge? Who can answer
first?"
"Because be promised that he wouldn't,"
answered Jean.
"That is right; but what sign did he give
of his promise?"
‘,'The rainbow,!" they both exclaimed.,
"But, mother," asked Pauline, "why does
the rainbow, come in the rain-storm ?"
"That is how,God tells us that , he, will, not
destroy us then. The rainbow always says :
'Be quiet, children. lam the sign by which
God says he will not ruin your beautiful earth
again by a ,flopd."'
. "Oh ! yes," said Jean. "God always ,
keeps his promises. I have often thought that
it would,be a strange thing if God would do
all he said he would,do. He says in my Testa-.
inent,that he will answer us when we pray. I
now. understand it. I know he will do, it."
"Now, remember my children," added Mad
ame Levy, "that God will reward the, righteous
and punish the wicked. You know that Noah
was a righteous, man ; and feared god., Be obe
client to • - God, clear Pauline and d - ean„and
God wilt not merely tape care of you as he did
of Noah, but.will finally save you in his.honse
.not .!ncale with hands.l'
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ABOVE HIS BUSINESS.
It is a serious evil that Many a young man
has fallen into, to be above his business. .A
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person learns a trade, but he is too proud to
work at it, and must go to shop-keeping, or
street-loafing, or turn politician. Fool! If he
cannot , make a living at his trade, we are sure
he cannot in any other way. And then young
men brought up to shop-keeping must buy
farms or 'houses, or some other foolish things
they know nothing about, and what is the re
sult? Head over heels in debt and certain
failure. Multitudes have been ruined bybe
ing. above their business, and branching' out
into what they know nothing about.
There is no trouble about young men who
do not, feel their importance,-and whe'are will
ing to work at their trades or profession till
they get a little beforehand. With a small
capital to fall back upon, they can feel like
venturing into other 'business—and by this
time they will have formed habits that wilLbe
likely,to keep, them straight. Thoso :who suc
ceed best in life, are men who stick to their
business, ana make money, before-they.:buy
farms, and houses, and commence spe6ulating.
Look at turisuccessful men, and you will see
where lies the secret tif-tlinir success. You
willfind'that=they were never abWe'lbefirbitai
loess, and never pald'iorth - 4 ( doing of a job,
which they could just as wsll do themselves.
We know a men worth from - thirty to, forty
thousand dollars, and no laborer in the city
works harder than he. He never hesitates to
take off his coat and do any kind of work about
his premises. Such a man is not above ,his
business : but we think he is too far in the
other extreme. Of this we are sure: if all
men will be prompt and Tunctual—stick to
their business and not be too proud—they will
eventually sncceed, and become independently.
KEEP MOVING
Don't, give up if you happen to fail in any
thing you undertake. Try it again—try a
hundred times if.you don't succeed before, and
all the while be studying to see if you have
not failed through some negligence and over
sight of your own. Don't throw down your
oars and drift stern foremost, because the tide
is against you. The tide don't always run one
way. Never anchor because the wind don't
happen to be fair. Beat to windward, and gain
a ll p u can until it changes. -If you get' to
the bottom of the wheel, hang on ; never think
of letting go; the next turn will bring you on
top. ,
Are you in debt? Don't let time wear off
the edge of the obligation. .Economise, work
harder, and spend less and hurry out. Dies
misfortune overtake you? - Don't sit down and
mope, and let her walk over you. Put on
more steam; drive ahead and get out of her
way. If you meet obstacles in your path,
climb over, dig under, or go around them—
never turn back. It is stormy to-day ? You
don't better matters by whinning and growl
ing. Be good natured. Take it easy. The
sun will shine to-morrow.
Well, Jones, dose your girl still continue to
love you ?"
"Yes, more than,ever."
"Indeed? What evidence have you of that?'
"Oh, she made nie a present of my picture
which I paid five dollars for, before I gave it to
her :"
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NO. 5.
Affected simplicity is refined imposture
Study books to know how things ought to
be; study men to know how things are.
Men often woo angel-purposes and after
wards find themselves married to Ing-realitiqs.
The wedding ring, like, the ring of Saturn,
for good„or evil circles a whole world.
In general, he only can patiently endure the
fame of others who deserves fame himself.
In putting away childish things, we should
except childish simplicity and earnestness.
Men are the dust of the earth, and tho
storms of war lay the dust.
The nightingale woos the flower in song ;
and the flower answers in perfume.
,The youth must carry - hia'head . high who as
pires to kiss tall women.
When the wife is a wreck, the husband is
apt to put off like a jolly-boat.
Love gifes to the plainest women, in the eyes
of a loVer, the beauty of his own mother.
Marriage pulls out the wings of many an
angle
What we retrench frow our other faults goes
generally to increase our pride.
The. love of justice is often no more than the
fear of suffering injustice.
A wit is as necessary at the repast of a din
ner-party as the pepper-box or the mustard-box.
The last part of -a snake to die is the tail
of vixen, the tongOe.
In the masquerades of life, the greatest cow
ards, are apt to wear the most forocious masks.
No man eau be free unless he is strictly gov
erried--by hiniself.
The eloquence of the eyes outstrip that of
the voice, as the quick lightning the sluggish
thunder
Nurses and nurse=maids scribble over the
white sheet of a baby's brain with pot-hooks
and 'han2ers.
What is called independence of principle
vent', often. ,consists in having no principle to
depend on. •
Ciintentment would find itself as much out
Of pace among the aristocracy as a rustic girl
at court
There are people that no clothes can fit.
Their very skins hangs as awkwardly about
them as if made fbr somebody else.
Wealth is a good external illumination for a
fool, and learning a capital internal one, light
ing
him up , like a transpareucy,
If a man is told that a pig has been fattened
,on pine -apples, be will'be sure to taste the pine.
apple flavor in the pork.
Honesty without sharpness is like a sword
without edge or point—very well for show,
but of no use to the owner.
We should have a glorious conflagration if
all who cannot put . fire into their books would
put their books into the fire.
Patience settles into peace. There is an
especial peace which is the amber of a clarified,
transparent patience.
When the mind, not knowing its limits,
struggles incessantly against them, mental
activity is but convulsion.
There is strict analogy between geology and
human history. The race, like the globe, has
marked its periods by its strata.
If our eyes were open, we should see that
this oval globe is but an egg, and that what
we call time is but the incubation of Eternity,
Men celebrate their birth-days as so many
victories over Time without considering how
much they may have been mutilated in the bat
tle.
You will occasionally see a reckless man,
who, at every leap he makes in his life journey,
leaves, not a foot-print, but a rude scar upon
the earth, a horrid deformity, a flurry-print, a
flounder-mark—to tell men that he is a knave,
to tell God that he is a fool.
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