THE PILOT IS PUBLISHED EVEY TEMDAY MORNIMI BY JAMES W. M'CRORY, (NortA West Cornet of the Public Square,) est the following rates, from which there will be no deviation: Single subscription, in advance Within six months Within twelve months No paper will be discontinued unless at the option the hiblisheri, until all arrearagee are paid. No subscriptions will be taken for a leas period Lan vir.. months. scicct portrn. SPRING. A flush of green is on the boughs, A warm breath panteth in the air, And in the earth a heart pulse there Throbs underneath her breast. of snows Life is astir among the woods, And, by the moors l and by the stream, The year, as from a torpid dream, Wakes in the sunshine on the buds; Wakes up in music, ns the song Of woodlnn4 pool the gleam receives, Through bright flowers, ovirbrnideil Of broken sunlight, golden green. She sees the °dirt* a *Mier stay, Awhile. to gather after him Snow-robes, frost-erystaled diadem. And then in soft showers pass away. She could not love Tough winter well, And cannot choose but mourn him now; So wears awhile oirheryoung brow His gift—a gleaming' A. Then turns her, loving, to thesun„i. L'pheaves her bosorn's.slameljto; his, And, in the joy of ltis,firs,t,Jtiss, , Forgets for aye that ste,rner.one; 01(1 witifees illedge"febtiil4r 11e"i 4 e0es-- That icy-cofd.,tholli glittering spar 7 And zones her with a green cymar, And girdles round lter brow with leaves. The primrose and wood-violet He tangles In 'her shining hair, And teaches etfltr breetis fair To sing her some sweet eanzonet... All promising long Bumbler hours. 'When she in his embrace shall lie.. tinder the brood doom of brighter sky On mossy couches'starred •with flowers. Till she emilea haCk again to hiM The beauty beaming from Lis face. And, robed itligl t glows with the gritCO Of EdenTa*ed obergbim. O earth, thy glowing loveliness, Around our very liearts.baa thrown An undimmed joyance all itwown, And stittu'd us o'er whir happiness- epoob „Stun. THE PASSIONATE CHILD: 131* T. A dark me I boy sat . Playing at dranghis with a_ little sister, two nr,three .yearslonng,er than himself. His motions werndeliherate and hit manner absorbed, showing thet=he watt deep ly interested in the 'genie. iSildrletily..allash went over his rase,'Jena in I ntigit Void'itainst his sister leaped front hie fatigue. "/ mesa Os ter, in a deprecating voice, , - • "Yes you did= mean to do it 1" The .boy's black eyes lighted up with a fierce •radiatme; and there was a restless twitehiag - of his !mid, as if the impulse "to strike*was trembling along his nerves. "Silence, sir 1" exclaimed the mother of ,the children. "Yes you did mean to do it 1" repeated the boy, more passionately, and without , seetuing to have heard his mother's injunction. "Silence, Fray !" Angry blood now left a stain upon the, mother's face. But a deeper stain dyed the boy's face. "I'll kill you one of these days I" he almost shouted, as he pushed the small table at which they were sitting with tikt much violence, that it fell over, with a jar and a crash. Springing up, in wild excitement, the mother, caught hold of the boy, and struck him two or, three blows blindly and in rapid succession, he, meantime, struggling against her furiously. "Now lift that table, and pick up the check er board," said the'mother;assuming an air of the sternest authority, as she released the boy, pushing him tram her with such force that he went staggering half across the room. He stood still, on recovering himself, with hislacc yet deeply, flushed, and his whole frame quiv ering with passion. "Did you hear me ?" demanded his mother. The boy stirred not a foot. "John !" The mother's passion was increas ing. Against this barrier to her will, the tide was swelling and foaming. But, she might as well have spoken to a statue. "Pick up that table!" . . No sign of obedience was visible. Still blinder in her passion, the excited mother sprung, with uplifted hand, towards the boy ; but, with a quick, motion. She was fol lowing, when a low voice, so solemn in its nem ing, that she could not resist the appeal, pro nounced her name, and she paused and turned back. "Mary, Mary : As you love that child. forbear :" . $1.60 . 1.75 .. 2.00 i 4. , •,. , p.11,- . ., .. ... r .t:or- 7. ..1.1. , i..i ri p 0 . 1 t . - il I:1,, • - .;; ~- ~. ...-i , . 1111 t.."\\ : .? . ~..,..m - - . -.... - -,- -..- • -.? i -,.''''', ,-.. , T -..... : . ~,: .. A :::• . r A.A.I: .; ..- -----A, If , -• -, ..),04 1, - 1 t „,/ g,,.. - k i i.::.,, ...,:„..\,,,,\,, _ ._ e 4 ~„ ‹. 5,..,,i,,,,..., , ,„- v i . Ad , i, \i, , , ir,„ ~-,,,,...,_,_-:..: .-„,:-.,,„.--:.:...-_,,,-. 4 7 _.._,... ' -q VOL-1111. "But What am Ito do, Aunt Phoebe ? Let him have his own way ?" The mother sat down, trembling, the flush dying out of her face until it became pallid. "Rule him by the law of reason, Mary." "Reason I Talk reason to a child in the heat of passion I" ‘'Not to the child, Mary, but to the mother." There was a slight appearance of surprise. "I am sure that I understand you, Aunt Phwhe.". "The wise ruler,", said Aunt. Phoebe, "sits, first, in the region of calm• debate, and before acting,.determines, die best mode of action.- 7 .- Was thnt.,• your course . . just now ere , was no time for-c 00l debate.. I was required Jo act. John'S Ntrong-doing• demand= ed *melt discipline. A passionate temper like his 'muit be checked in - the first butbreak-" You must bold v.-ith a strong,' hand." "You •did not succeed. holding him in the present case,'Mary:" • , The mother's eyes dropped"from thone of her monitor, and fell/on .the Soon - • "What am I to do?":' . There wad trouble en her facewss ihe `looked up, 'and despondency in her Voice. '' • • "If we meet passion •with pasnion; Mary, what is the result?"A blinder and more-des perate passion, in most cases; thus the evil against which' we contend is. made stronger in stead of_ weaker. Does •-'th'e arm grow .feebler by use? If a child is titnicl;'how do we induce courage?—by exciting his fears? Not so ;we remove, ad far as _possible, whatever may awaken vague alarms, and teach him self-reli• mice, and the habit of looking _past the mere surface of things, and understanding what is beneath. ' We help him to a condition of self poiseL—belyi him to grew brave through his own tueritallpower. Ridicule will mit do this; nor experiments on his timidity, hy which fear has sudden assault. is inclined to the 'utterance of falsehoods, do we expose him. to temptation in circler to cure- the eVil. Will- - he net grow-more indifferent to the truth ? We show him ,the,beanty and value of honor, integ rity, sincerity and uprightness, so that he mify fall in love with 'You cannot !essen the strewn by obstructing its current. , .The source mu'st.he :diminished." "tie is so passionate! I tremble when 104 into the future," 'said the motherfas tears filled; heeeyes.. H. • •• i •1 r " A miqou ire passionate, 244ry i ."t frepliedthe aunb. I «];assidnagainetipaaaiotu►hasiworked jui7 from thelbeginning; and will' terbr Attork jury. You were a passionate ehild ;-find,!as a mosu'am.haveinot learned - Abel-great addlintiort ant lesson gelf-contrcil. Thisbeing 80,1 see cause vrby you' should: tremble in ;looking; into the,futurer. On , you.,:mo're than any other hu man being, rests the Monientous' issue. If you do not control yourself, you will never be able rightly, tci 'control him..- By force and punish ment You may, for a tinie reprosgund subdue.; hut ; .steadily, under ;the reaction • of passion a2aiost passion, will his fiery temper gain stren4hi Mail; br the end;•overleaping all liar- Hers, it wilkdish onward at its own wild will." A...shudder' ran thibUgh• the mother's heart. She had. painftil memories to wa'r'n and frighten —memories of deeds in her father's family, the result of unSubdited passion, which had sha dowed wank' lives': " I'•et never, until this hour; had the right-why of discipline fo'r her quick tem pered child been suggested. Passion against passion ! How clearly she saic its folly : and and madness.' Passion against Passion was struggle in which-each side gaiued power. I was an undying conflict: "He has disobeyed me," Said the mother.— "I ordered hint to lift the table he threw over in' a . fit of feMper, and . he refused. Can I let that 'Pas's ' '"Did you not make disobedience a necessi ty ?" asked Aunt 'Plicebe; in her caltri, pene• crating voice. . "I do not understand you." "Think a moment. .....;Your.eornmand did not totieli hia sinse of filial :obligation'; bui only gave passion and wilder force. It was impos- Bible .for him to obey." "Impossible, Aunt Phoebe!" "Strike a spirited animal, already quivering with excitement, and will he notstart to plunge? What if yo . o cry, ‘Wo-a!',. Will that soothe the irritation! The boy was not responsible for his conduct,'and you will do well not to hold him to any serious account." "But what am Ito do, Aunt Phoebe? Let this outrage pass ?" "No." (iWhat thon ?" "Deal with it as a mother. who loves her child, and seeks im highest good, should deal." GREENCASTLE, PA., TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 1863. "Easily, said Aunt Phoebe. But the way that is the question." "The true physician," replied - Aunt Phoebe, * "deals'with causes rather than effeets. Fever, for instance, he recognizes as an effeet-the sign of some hidden Obstinetion to influence life—and he seeks, in applying his remediei; to reach this cause with as little disturbance of vital power as possible. , if he - Can' remove the cause, there results a peaceful ••cessittititii Of the effect; but if he pursue a different course, assaulting fever :lathe real enemy; and Witempt ing.to dislodgeAt by a:stronratin, a! strife eti, sues, -and the sick-wan is made Worse, perhapS. destroyed. Look deeper, My deer-child,' than these • outbursts' of passiori e which !but! sigrii of at: hidden' Malady, ' John - inherits a quick, blind temper 'from 'his- Mother: If shei:had • aubdued; in any degree', 'that! teMPer before the-boy was born', there woUld'haVeibeenl a weaker transmission of evil proclivity; But; as }he has derived it in full.ifo'icep the Attothbr's next' best, thing begin 'Overcoming sit :itj herself, :now,:asthe only Way in whichl she can overcome it in he.F chird. She ;must meet his: passion with gentleness—his, anger. with j such unmistakable love,-as- will melt it-away like stints , in the sunshine. She:mustler the wise physician, and deal with causes, not effeets.--= 7 Help him to' see the , evil of this quick, spring lug passion, and help. loving .self,Pos session,,,to begin the work of conquest. 'Were" you so taught and helped in your early years?" "Oh, no, - Aunt Phmbe!" The yotink er , Spnke with strong feelin'g.: "Thifft hat b6en so, I might have been a different woman -now." "And thus, you see, by thinicing back in your own case, through a wi'se nrid 'gentle government, this passionate boy may , acquire f the' mastery over himself." what am Ito do TIOW asked the mother; "How am Ito deal with John in this unhappy strife? fie has defied we "Let passion die out for lack of, fupl. J ,Don't go near him for awhile.. wiW be surpyise4 at this„., i Burprise hhwstill znore by the gentle : ness rol,, yens maneer when yqu,,d0,,49e,!)41:1.-774 Say.nothirw, of what has happened, or, if you do refer tolt, l l,fpeak in tender: remonstrancepr calm adnionition,_ I.4prooLeven, should be avoided, as,that may-give, r spuyr.rto pride or passion, and the longer these can be left asleep the beffef. Let - him * feel that 164, instead of r • - anger;„inoVes ' And 'troth;' Mary, anger roi..t, .rr r rrr against your children, Jer tnem co as iney rl may, , ,rlr. • should. neve? get a loilgthent`in:yonr"hbart.— -I r' It blinds the judgment,'-an r d makes "Wfono. ac' - T deli:ol6ok a neceiiity. gpeak to Ahern cairn. ly; or kiwatltll!' • , • tery over your win ; feehn'is;befoi•e you attempt to deal With them' in the' way` of 'rebuke or discipline. Then your Words, though spokeii, softly u§ the - low' murmur' Of a forth in irresistible power:' As to' the wXy in which ei;eii , exhibition of evil 'teinper your children is'to be Pet, no fortatila ctiOn'enn belaid down. 'But if hive, ioatead of iin"ssion, rule 'yoUr heart, love will mXkC'yO'u clear-seeing;' in `every' einergency. As to 'John's present offenee, think of it not ai'n' deliberate defiande of . yoUr authority,' hut as' the outbreakof . an unhcppitemper, by the turbulent course of which 'he 'teegiv'es the greatest injury, and `ex pefiencei the deepest' suffering. Let , ' pity yearn towards'him'''; and 'ar'iiibtlier's 'true loVe extinguish all anger at disobedience. As soon as YOU cab 'come' into 'this'Sttite ; ~o ` to 116; and God Will teach you what to say." The 'tuother, in whom the current of feeling had entirely changed, now arose, and was toov from the mom - "Not yet, .Mar . y" said Auk Phdit4 The mother paused and lookaLback,lhasad, troubled expression, of her face, showiag., that, her mind wasfarfyom being in a state of calm- ness "Not yet, my child. It is too soon to meet him. Your heart is not still enough, nor your thoughts clear enough." She retired - to her own! room instead, and there sat down alone; in Communion with her self.: As she thought, from a changed -state of mind, a tenderer dove for her boy was -bort, in her heart, and under its influence she • went to him. After the boy's fits of passion; he usual ly fell into a sullen mood; from Which- he did not emerge, often, for hours.- Every. storm left marks of desolation behind. The mother found him, Wow, asleep. He had .roue to his own chamber, fleeing from authority against which blind anger impelled him to react, and there let the wild fury of his sensitive spirit waste itself for lack of resistance. In the calmness that followed, be sunk into uncoil; sciousness. "John." A mother's voice could hardly have expressed a tenderer feeling. It went through the outward to the inner sense, reach ing to the child's dreaming ear,•and changing, as we see in a revolliing.view, the scenes that `were before 'him in. vision. All enelny had'as. sailed him—tin enemy against whom be waso battling' weakly and despairingly! . .tle wagim terror, for his life, when, !suddenly,' his: mother stood in place of-the enemy, witle!smiles of love upon her face, and 'be 'sungi tears of joy, upon bosom. Half 'Waking in the'itet,lfia arrest were',tiplifted and ere fujlys distinguished between , thel dream.tife ,anfl , tihe real: life; he was clasping' her neck;•and cover. ing her 'mouth, with kisses: 4Th e