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“A LITTLE MORE GRAPE.”
THE undersigned, true to Ins promise, again
presents to the Public more data on which
they can safely base their calculations relative
to the respective merits of the depleting system
ofthe disciples of Esculapius, and of that invig
orating and phlogestic one of which lie is proud
to be the advocate.
Leaving the stilts of egotism and shafts of rid
icule for the use of those who have nothing bet
ter to stand on, and no other weapons for attack
or defence, he selects his standing on truth, and
uses such support only as merit gives him ; and
for weapons, he chooses simply to assail the
ranks of the enemy occasionally with “a little
more grape,’’ in the form of facts, which arc evi
dently the hardest kind of arguments since they
often administer to his quiet amusement by the
terrible destruction they cause among the stilts
and the ludicrous effect they produce in causing
certain individuals to laugh, as it is expressed in
homely phrase, “on t’other side the mouth.”
The Mexicans arc not the only people, these
days, whom vanity has blinded to their own de
fects ; neither can they claim much superiority
in the way of fancied eminence and blustering
bravado over many that live a great deal nearer
home. A salutary lesson has latterly been giv
en the former by the Americans, and the latter
may ere long take “ another of the same ” ala
mode de Taylor.
After the following there will still be “a few
mote left.”
Georgia, Jones County, alß4B.
This certifies that for more than four or five
years my wife was afflicted with a disease pecu
liar to her sex, and notwithstanding all that we
could do, she still continued to get worse. The
Physicians in attendance bad exhausted their
skill without rendering her any assistance till,
in 1841, when she was confined to her bed in a
very low condition, 1 got her last attendant to go
with me to Macon and lay her case before Dr.
M. S. Thomson, who, without having seen her,
prescribed and sent her medicine that soon re
lieved her, and in the course of a short time re
stored her to permanent health. She has now
been well about four years and rejoices in the
recovery of her long lost health
FRANCIS B. lIASCAL.
Macon. June 22d, 1848.
Dr. M. S. Thomson— Dear Sir : —Deeming it
a duty I owe to yourself as well as to the afflicted
generally, I have concluded to give you a short
statement of my case, which you are at liberty to
publish if you think that the best niodeofthcreby
subserving tho interests of suffering humanity.
In May 1841, after considerable exposure to
cold, I was attacked with Asthma, which pros
trated me very much, and notwithstanding all
that could be done to prevent it, it continued to
return about every two weeks till in 1845, 1 ap
plied to you. Between these attacks I bad a very
severe cough, which led some ofthe physicians
to whom I applied to believe that I bad consump
tion. 1 applied to physicians of both the Min
-cral and Botanic schools, of eminent general
qualifications, but all to no benefit, for I contin
ued to get worse,so much so that I bad reduced
from being a strong, fleshy man,down to a mere
skeleton and could hardly creep about.—When
I applied to you, I had but little faith in being
cured, though I had witnessed some wonderful
results following your treatment, especially the
cure of that crazy woman you bought of Auuil
la Phelps, in Jasper, yet they gave me confi
dence and by persevering in the use of your
remedies, and as it were hoping against hope,
am much gratified in being able to announce
that l have got entirely well, for I have had but
one light attack in twenty months, and that was
oight months ago. 1 have now regained about
•ny former weight, and feel as strong as almost
•my man offifiy-onc, which is my age. Without
disparagement to the cliaractcrofthe other cures
that have so frequently resulted from your prac
tice, I do not think that any of them can beat
t us, for confirmed Asthma combined with a
, ~nsump tire cough, especially where the flesh
lds wa sted, has long been classed among the in
oureablcs. Most respectfully,yours,
11. LIGIITFOOT.
I lie undersigned still continues to treat Cliro-
! ic casc s/ro/n a distance at his office,or either of
•c city boarding houses, and at a distance
Hough the mail or by private hand. Those
' '’ r>nt require personal attention, are treated
’ u ’ e dollars per month, those who do, at the
lsu<l ,n °deiate rates. Those who are able to
fay must expect to do so, without variation from
r terms, unless a distinct bargain is' made,
lose who are not, will be treated gratuitously.
■etlc.rs must be post-paid, and addressed
f . M S.THOMSON, M. D.
Macon, Ga.
THE $0 UTH ER N HI USED M,
VOLUME I.
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HOME.—A Ballad for Ev ery Body.
BY MARTIN F. TUPPER.
I foraged all over this joy-dotted earth,
To pick its best nosegay of innocent inirth, —
Tied up with the bands ofits wisdom and worth
And lo ! its chief treasure,
Its innermost pleasure,
Was always at Heme.
I went to the palace, and there my fair Queen
On the arm of her husband did lovingly lean,
And all the dear babes in their beauty were seen,
In spite of the splendor,
So happy and tender,
For they were at Home I
1 turn'd to the cottage, and there tnv poor bind
Lay sick of a fever, —all meekly resign’d,
For, O ! the guid wife was so cheerful and kind,
In spite of all matters,
An angel in tatters,
And she was at Home !
I asked a glad mother, just cotnc from the post,
With a letter she kiss’d from a far away coast
What heart thrilling news had rejoiced her the
most,
And gladness for mourning,
Her boy was returning
To love her—at Home !
I spoke to the soldiers, and sailors at sea,
Where best in the world would they all of them
be ?
And hark ! how they earnestly shouted to me,
With iron hearts throbbing,
And choking and sobbing,
O land us at Home !
I came to the desk where old Commerce grew
g™y.
I ask’d him what help’d him this many a day,
In his old smoky room with his ledger to stay ?
And it was the beauty,
The comfort and the duty,
That cheered him at Home !
I run to the court, where the sages of law,
Were wrangling and janglingat quibble and flaw;
O wondrous to ine was the strife that I saw !
But all that fierce riot
Was calm’d by the quiet
That blest them at Home !
I called on the school boy, poor love-stricken lad
Who yearned in his loveliness, silent and sad,
For the days when be should laugh and be glad
With his father and mother,
And sister and brother,
All happy at Home !
I whisper’d tho prodigal, wanton and wild,
Ilow chang’d from the heart that you had when
a child,
So teachable, noble, and modest, and mild !
Though sin had undone him,
Thank God that 1 won him
By looking at Home '.
And then when he wept, and vowed better life,
I hastened to snatch him from peril and strife,
By finding him wisely a tenderyoung wife, —
Whose love should allure him,
And gently secure him
A convert at Home !
So lie had raced after pleasures so fast,
And still as he ran had its goal over past,
Found happiness, honor, and blessing at last,
In all the kind dealings,
Affections and feelings,
That ripen at Home I
From the Youth's Mirror.
How to have Good Neighbors.
“So you have bought the pleasant farm where
Mr. Dalton used to live ?” said Mrs. Emery to
Mrs. Austin. “It is a pretty place, but, after
all, I shall not envy you—for there will be the
Watsons under your elbow, and worse neigh
bors you never found. Watson, you know,
spends all lie can get for liquor, and his wife is
little better than himself; indeed, some say if
she was the woman she ought to be, her hus
band would be a better man. And their children
—the pests of the neighborhood, brought up to
idleness and mischief—they bid fair to perpetu
ate their parents' character.”
“Poor children !” said Mrs. A., mournfully—
“what better can we expect of them, than that
they perpetuate their parents’s characters, ex
cept that there be redeeming influences cast
around them ? Their poor mother has much to
harden her heart. She was an orphan, cast out
on the world in infancy. Her heart never un
folded the buds of affection beneath the genial
smiles of parental love. Everything in her that
was good, was checked by the evil influences
which surrounded her. How can we expect ono
to be good and kind, who never knew what
kindness was herself? We do not know, Mrs.
Emery, what ice should be, if our fate had been
like her’s.”
“True—true,” replied Mrs. E., “but it does
seem as if she might know enough to let her
neighbors’ property alone ; but, you know, they
say she will steal.”
“She does not know that she should not steal.
But you and 1 ought to thank Heaven that,
strong as we think our principles to he, they
have not been tried by temptations such as tier's.
We do not know what it is to be hungry and
cold, and see our little ones shivering around us,
crying for bread, while our neighbors have
enough, and to spare.”
“Very well,” said Mrs. Emery, rather indig
nantly’ ; “we shall see how you like to have
your clothes’-linc and your fruit-trees robbed
every now-and-then.”
MACON, (GA.) SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 16, 1849.
“That will be very unpleasant, if it occur*,”
was the quiet reply ; “but I believe society is
guilty of a great deal of the mischief it suffers
from such persons. They are educated in pov
erty- and vice ; no smiles of love fall on their
cheerless childhood ; no kind voice warns them
of the evils which surround their path ; no kind
hand is extended to raise them up when falling;
but they are often repelled with aversion and
contempt by those who profess to be Christians
and philanthropists.”
“You have singular notions, Mrs. Austin,”
rejoined her friend. “For myself, I confess, I
cannot help feeling an aversion to such people,
and wish them as far off as possible.”
‘•We never had bad neighbors,” said Mrs.
Austin, thoughtfully : “if this family cannot be
improved, it may be very unpleasant living by
them.”
A few days after the above conversation, Mr.
and Mrs. Austin took possession of their new
home. They were bumble, unpretending peo
i pie, but they were Christians, nnd they had
j learned to believe it tiieir duty to imitate the ex
ample of their Master. They were not among
I those whose sympathies were inactive, when
excited by miseries which pass before their eyes.
They had entered upon a sphere which was
to give trial to their patience, and an opportuni
ty for the exercise oftheir Christian benevolence.
As soon as they were settled, Mrs. Austin call
ed upon the Watsons. It was not without a
feeling of loathing that she entered that ruinous
hovel ; but she was resolved to get acquainted
with them, and, if possible, to do them good.
The children—poor, little, dirty, half-naked
things—ran away to hide, when she entered ;
and Mrs. Watson, with a look of surprise, arose
and offered bora broken chair.
“W e have just come into the place,” said she ;
“and as I am anxious to become acquainted tvitli
my neighbors, I have taken the liberty to call.”
“I am much obliged, said Mrs. Watson.—
“People seldom take so much notice of us.’*
Mrs. Austin inquired kindly respecting her
health, and found that the poor woman was far
from being well. The children began to creep
around. She displayed a handful of apples
which she took from her pocket, and they soon
gathered around her. She gave each an apple,
and patted their curly heads, with kind and
gentle words. The little creatures looked wild
ly at her, as if unable to comprehend the cause
of such unwonted kindness.
W hen the kind lady arose to depart, she asked
Mrs. Watson to let Mary—a child of seven years
accompany her home, tliatshe might send her
some medicines.
The child sprang forward with a cry of plea
sure, and, placing her hand in that of Mrs. Aus
tin, looked up affectionately in her face ; then
starting back, she looked at her mother, who,
she remembered, had not given her consent.—
Mrs. W. told Mary she might go, but promised
her a whipping if she was not back soon.
Mrs. Austin took the child and departed. It
was a cold day in November—and the wind flut
tered poor Mary’s frock, and blew the tangled
curls from her naked brow. Mrs. Austin tied
her handkerchief over the child’s head. “Are
not your feet cold ?’’ she asked, as she looked
down, and saw that she had no shoes on.
“\ es, ma am,' said Mary ; “but mother says
we shall get no shoes this winter, for father
spends all he can get for drink.”
They reached home, and Mrs. A. found she
had a pair of shoes and a shawl for little Mary,
and some medicine for her mother.
1 fie child had never been so happy before as
she was when *hc tripped heme that night. She'
was not only delighted with the presents which
she had received, but the kind words and kind
looks fell like sunshine upon her heart.
When Mr. Austin came home, his wife in
formed him of the call she had made.
“The situation of the family is truly deplora
ble,” she added ; “is there nothing that we can
do for them ?”
“Indeed I do not know,” replied her husband.
“Ifthere is, I doubt not you will think ofit.”
“Watson is terribly besotted; I met hire to
night, reeling home, probably to abuse his fam
ily ; and yet they say, when he is sober, he is a
kind-hearted, peaceable man.”
“He has a good trade ; and if he could he pre
vailed upon to work without drinking, he could
support his family well. His poor wife seems
indolent and hopeless; but, ifshe could see the
prospect of better days, she would no doubt do
better.”
“To be sure,” replied Air. Austin, thoughtful
ly, “lie has a good trade, and was once consid
ered the best workman in town ; but he lias be
come so intemperale, that none will employ
him. I don’t know what supports his family ;
they must often be in wretched destitution.”
“Wretched destitution indeed 1” exclaimed
his wife. “And now I think how we may help
them. You know we want someone to work
on the house immediately. Employ him—and
perhaps by keeping him out of the way of temp
tation, and giving proper oncouragemen!, we
may jnducehim to break offliis brutal habits ”
“That is a good idea, Jane, and I will see him
to-morrow, and try to engage him.”
The next morning the Watsons were not a lit
tle surprised to see Air. Austin enter their dwell
ing. His heart grew sick at the prospect of sin
and misery around him. The shivering chil
dren were eagerly pressing round a table on
which there was no food except a few potatoes.
The father was standing at a shelf, preparing
his morning potations ; and Airs. W. with un
combed hair and dirty face, stood in a menacing
attitude, upbraiding him with loud and angry
words.
“Good morning, Air. Watson,” said he.
“Good morning, sir," said the poor man, with
a hiccough. I don't feci well this morning, and
was about to take some bitters."
“Don t tiike them—they will do you no good
—and I want to talk with you about business.”
Watson looked at him wilh surprise, and then
pushing the glass from him, seated himself to
hear what he had to say.
“1 wish to hire you to work on my house,’*
continued Mr. A. “We have several unfinished
rooms, and ifyou will come, I will pay you at
Trost s store, where you can obtain groce
ries and clothes for your family.”
There was something so different in the kind
manner of Mr. Austin, from the rude contempt
with which lie was usually treated, that he felt
his heart expand—he again was a man among
men.
The bargain was closed—and the next morn
ing, true to his promise, Watson came to his
work. He commenced, but his hand was un
steady, and his manner restless. Mr. Austin
noticed it, and kept him engaged in cheerful
conversation. Before noon he asked for cider
He was told he could have none ; but Mr. Aus
tin sent him a inug of hot ginger beer, which lie
drank eagerly, for his thirst was intense He
kept at his work, but evidently suffered much
for the want of his accustomed stimulant.
When night came, Mr A. took him to the
store, and paid for his work in some articles ne
cessary for his family ; and, with a kind and en
couraging word, bade him good night. When
begot home, and exhibited a large salt fish and
a bag of flour, the children shouted for joy. It
takes but little to make children happy. Alas,
that that little should he denied them ! Mrs.
Watson’s face wore an expression of pleasure
quite unusual to her, while she went to prepare
supper.
A tear came into the father’s eye as he looked
upon his half-naked children, and witnessed the
joy which one day’s labor had conferred upon
them. He placed Mary upon his knees, and
kissed her cheek with parental kindness. His
passions had been checked, his better nature
was aroused, and iie sat thoughtful and silent
during the evening. His past life came up be
fore him. lie remembered his own neglected
and hopeless childhood—for he was a drunkard’s
child. He saw that the evil habits which he
then contracted were working the ruin of him
self and family ; and the question came home
to his heart whether he should entail a like
curse on his posterity, and make the little ones
around him outcasts from society like himself.
He resolved that for once, at least, he would
not drink. He lay down on his pillow that night
with a feeling of satisfaction that he had not ex
perienced for years.
The next day Mrs. Austin sent for little Mary
to come and spend the day with her, and take
care of the babe. Poor little Mary, she was not
pretty ! Ilow could she be, with that cold, hun
gry look, and those dirty rags about her I She
was not good, for she had seen nothing but evil
all her deys. The air sho breathed in the cradle
was polluted with the breath of drunkenness and
blasphemy; yet to Mrs. Austin she was an in
teresting child, forshe was gentle and affection
ate ; and her little shut-up heart seemed to open
and expand, when a smile of love fell on it, as
the convolvulus unfolds its blossoms to the ravs
of the rising sun.
Mrs. Austin washed her face and combed her
hair. She had pretty yellow curls, and a very
fair complexion—and the kind lady putting on
her a clean apron, thought her really beautiful!
The vvo-begone expression had vanished from
her pale face, and her blue eyes sparkled with
delight. She seemed for the first time to enjoy
that buoyancy of spirit which belongs to child
hood. All day long she was as busy as a bee,
and when night came, and her father's work
was done, she went to Mrs. Austin to have the
apron taken off. •
“Wouldyou like to keep it?”asked the lady.
“Oil, yes, ma’am,” replied the child, a tear
coming in her eye. “I should like to keep it
very much, but it is not mine.”
“You may keep it, then, dear, and be sure it
is kept clean.”
Sweet and happy were her thoughts that night,
as she tripped home by her father’s side ; and
when she lay down on her lone bed, a princess
might have envied her the beautifnl dreamsthat
filled her little bead. Thus day after day pass
ed. The Work on Air. Austin’s house went on,
and no less visible was the transformation that
was going on among the Watsons. The child
ren were comfortably clad : they prattled all
day of “good Airs. Austin ;” and when their fa
ther returned from his work at night, they
would all run to meet him with their kisses, and
tell him of their happiness. The heart of the
poor drunkard was softened and strengthened—
his resolution was taken—and eacli ilay's labor
and joy confirmed him in his new life. Ilis
wife was now all cheerfulness and love, and ra
pidly regained her health. Their home soon
became as neat and tidy as that of any of their
neighbors ; and where before dwelt only pover
ty and wretchednedness, now plenty and plea
sure prevailed.
Air. Austin continued to employ his neighbor
until he heard of a person who required assist
ance in his business. Air. A. recommended
Watson as a good workman, and as a man whom
he believed was wholly reformed. The bnild
er was satisfied, and offered to employ him for
several months.
The offer was received with joy, and the re
formed inebriate was again placed~</frsier-eiKHiT»r
stances favorable to his good purposes; and, not
long after, he was induced to join a temperance
society—of which he has ever since been a res
pectable member.
A year had passed away since the commence
ment of our story, and Airs. Emery came in to
visit her friend, Airs. Austin. In the course of
tho afternoon, a well-dressed and decent-looking
woman came in, leading a little child. Great
was the surprise of Airs. Emory, on being intro
duced to this woman, to find that she was no
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other jhan Airs. Watson. When she arose to
depart, Mrs. Austin said, “If you can spare lit
tle Mary, I wish you would send her here this
aflernoon : I want her to help me.”
“Yes, indeed, ma'am," was the reply; “Ala
ry shall come, for she is never so happy as when
she is here.”
When she had retired, Airs. Austin said to
her friend—
“ You remember your fears that we should
have a great deal of trouble with these Watsons,
but there is not a family in the neighborhood
who have afforded us more pleasure.”
“This is strange indeed ! Airs. WatsOn so
changed, that I did not recognise her ! lam
sure I should have known her in her former rags
and dirt!”
“The whole family are changed, since Wat
son left off drinking. They are industrious and
honest as any people among us ; but you wff!
soon see little Alary, who is a most lovely child.”
“But tell me what has brought this mighty
change to pass ? Are you the magician whose
magic wand has brought about this great revolu
tion ?”
“I believe there has been no magic employed,”
said Airs. Austin, smiling. “We have given
them little except kind words and a good deal of
kind advice.”
“Well,” said Airs. Emery, “you never had bad
neighbors, and I don't believe you ever will
have, if you have made good neighbors of the
Watsons.”
Complimentary. —The Cincinnati Commer
cial tells a good story. It says :—“How often is
it that a rosy-ehcekcd-man, who never indulges
in the use of ardent spirits, is suspected of ta
king a drop now and then. An occurrence
which took place yesterday morning verifies
this fact.
“Our old friend, William Luck, was passing
along Fourth Street, early after breakfast, when
his progress was politely arrested by a well-,
dressed, well sod gentleman, from the country,
with,
“ ‘Sir, can you inform me where I can pro
cure a few gallons of fine old brandy ? I wish
to take it out to my place for private use.'
“ ‘Well, sir,’ said Air. L., ‘I am informed that
Air. S., of the Bank Exchange, is aufait in those
matters, and will supply you.'
“So, after showing the stranger where Air.
S. was to be found, continued,
“‘You have the advantage of ine—l don’t
know you.’
“‘Nor do I know you,’ replied the stranger ;
'•but you look like a man who knows where the
best brandy in town is to be found.’
“Air. L. bowed to the stranger, muttering that
he did not know which excelled, the man's po
liteness or his impudence.”
Aloreau's Mistake., —When General Aforeat),
who afterwards forsook the colors of Napoleon,
and was killed lighting against iiis fonuer com
mander, in Austria, was in this city, he was
much courted and sought after as a lion of the
first quality. On one occasion he was invited to
Cambridge to attend the Commencement Exer
cises. In the course ofthe day a musical soci
ety ofunder graduates sang a then very popular
ode, the chorus of which was “to-morrow, to
morrow.’’ Aloreau, who was imperfectly ac
quainted with our language, fancied that they
were complimenting him, and at every recur
rence ofthe burthen, which he interpreted “To
aw jiciCau, tic iu»u ttiiu uuwuu grace
fully to the singers’ gallery, pressing liis laced
chapeau to is heart. We can easly imagine the
amusement of the spectators who were in the
secret, and the muttered “Sacr-r-r-res’ of the
mortified Frenchman, when he discovered his
mistake.— Boston Olive Branch.
Absencf.—A fashionable Doctor lately in
formed liis friends in a large company, that lie
had been passing eight days in the country.
“Yes,” said one of the party, “it has been an
nounced in one of the journals.”
“Ah !” said the Doctor, streching his neck
very importantly, “pray in what terms?”
“In what terms ? Why, as well as I can re
member, in the following: ‘There were last
week seventy-seven interments less than the
week before.”
Temperance Anecdote.—A man was taken
before a magistrate for havong, while drunk,
knocked down in the street a minister of religion.
The prisoner was fully convicted of the offence,
but by the reverend gentleman whom he had
iujured, was liberated on singing the te-to-tal ,
pledge for a month. At the expiration of the
month he called at the house of the divine, and !
being introduced, expressed his gratitude for the j
effects of the pledge he had submitted to, and |
concluded with expressing the utmost sorrow at
not having inetand knocked down his reverence
thirty years before
The Remedy. —“Oh, doctor,” said an elderly
lady recenrly, to Dr. H , the celebrated
boncsetter, in describing the effects of a diseased
spine, “I can neither lay nor set.”
“I should rocomincnend, then,’’ replied he,
“the propriety of roosting!"
A Substitute. —A Prince laughing at one of
his courtiers, whom he had employed in several
embassies, told him he looked like an owl.
1 know not,’ answered the courtier, “what 1
look like ; but this I know, that I have had the
honor several times to represent your majesty’s
person.”
Irish Apology for Being Last. —Felix
Al‘Carthy, ofthe Kerrs Militia, was generally
late on parade.
“Ah, Felix,” said the Segcant, “you are al
ways last.’’
“Be asv, Sergant Sullivan,” was his reply ;
“sure someone must be last.”
BOOK AND JOB PRINTING,
Will be execu’cd in the most approved sty e
and on the bt»t terms,at the Office ofthe
SOTTTZEPsIT MUSEUM,
-BY—
WM. B. HARRISON.
CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH.
BV MRS. MARY L. GARDINER.
Childhood and Youth, like the sweet flowers
ofSummer, are beautiful : beautiful in their own
bright forms—happy in the)r owft sweet visions.
Light as the air they breathe, no cares, no anx
ieties press upon them, save those which are
like the still dewl of evening that fall on the
blushing flowers, and pass away in the first rays
of the morning sun.
Childhood and Youth, like flowers, soon fads
—soon CeaSe to attract, by their richness and
beauty, the admiring eye. Some retain their
fragrance long after their loveliest hues are
fled ; while others more gaudy, more strikingly
brilliant, empire as \Jiey close their bright petals,
and we know them no more for ever: no per
fume remaius to render their faded leaves pre
cious. How necessary for the young to culti
vate their minds while living among Sunshine
and flower*, and derive instruction from them.
As they grow in years, and enter upon the active
duties of lifts, host desirable it is that they should
perform their part upon its tragic stage, in such
a manner as shall render them useful and res
pected. They will soon be parents—soon have
the care of young mortals ; surrounded by those
who will look up to them for atougerhefttafid in
struction. Their minds must be cultivated, if
they would be happy and make others so : their
hearts store-houses of intelligence, from which
should emanate all that Can delight. Home
must be the bright spot ; earth must know* none
which can equal it It must be the resort of love
of peace, of joy. Every thing depends upon the
proper cultivation ofthe mind. Let the Bible
be first studied : it is from this sacred fonnt the
infant becomes first nourished. How the bright
eyes of the listening cherubs gleam with the
varied emotions of joy and grief, at the recital
ofits interesting stories i
Let truth be first stamped upon opening intel
lect, for great is the pleasure derived from this
pure fountain of enjoyment! Tho mother cati
gain much by conversing with her children ;
hey can pc calmed and stilled in this way, bet
ter than in any other. Children become weary
of their playthings, and are often irritable ; their
feelings must be soothed by their mother; this
is her peculiar province ; and as they grow in
years she must strengthen her efforts. Home
must still be the elysium of their souls. If sep
arated, much still depends upon the mother; she
must follow her children with her letters and
her counsel. Her communications must be such
as to keep alive the flame of love, and draw
their minds back to the scenes oftheir childhood
that, however remote they may be—in whatev
er situation they may be placed—in temptation,
in sickness, in health, in prosperity or adversity
—like a charm, home and mother must operate
upon them, and prove a talisman to guide them
all in their devious ways.
In affliction’s stormy hour, wiien the bright
orb of day is shut from the weakened eye—when
the voice of song is hushed, and the rambling
among the flowers are over—when the same
monotonous scene occurs from day to day, from
month to month, and not unfrequently from year
to year, it is then that the mind seeks relief: it
wants enjoyment, for it is an active principle
which will never, which can never sleep; and
therefore the more intense the suffering, the
more active the spirit. Nothing can chain it J
it will work—it will ruminate upon the by-gone
scenes of joy and grief; lights and shades pass
over it. It receives consolation from its own
resourses. The books studied, the lessons im
parted, sermons well digested, miscellany, lyric#
poetry, history, Sec , all serve to comfort and re
lieve the aching mind.—Persons in distress can
overcome a thousand nameless evils, by reci
ting or composing ; such a train of thoughts
overcomes pain and lifts the soul above earth.
How necessary to enrich the mind in early life,
‘before the evil days come., It dies not with
body :it runs parallel with God. It is a living
undying principle, and must be enriched Here.
The more it knows of God, the more it wilt be
like him ; and the better prepared for sublimer
enjoyments above. The soul that views God in
all his works, in every tree, shrub and flower*
sees him in clouds, and hears him in the wind.’
With every change, with every object,' associ
ates the Deity. That soul liCes a fife trhly
great, and will riso high in a purer clime, amid
that bright consrellation of intellectual beings
who worship continually before the throne of
God and the Lamb. Let the youth attend to
these things, and for a moment suspend their
anxiety for the outward adornment of their per
sons; and remember, a well educated mind is a
jewel far more estimable in the eyes ofan intel
ligent man, than the most beautiful exterior, de
ficient of this treasure. It is the only source of
enjoyment here, and will enhance t'heir happi
ness in another and a brighter world-
Superlative Unconcern. —The tranquillity
and phlegm ofthe Scotch in the most extraordi
nary circumstances, “brings to mind,” say#
Colman, in his‘Random Records,” “the incredi
ble tale of the Scotchman’s tumble from one of
the loftiest houses in the old town of Edinburgh,
lie slided, says the legend off the roof of a habi
tation sixteen stories high ; and when midway
in his descent through the air, he arrived at a
lodger looking out at a window of the eighth floor,
to whom (as he was an acquaintance) he observ
ed, en passant, “Eh, Sanday, man, sic a fa* as
1 shall hae 1”
Filial Affection.— An Irishman, swearing
the peace against his three sons, thus concluded :
i-The only one of my children who shows me
any real filial affection, my youngest son, Larry,
for he never strikes me when Im down."
O’ W r hen a fool laughs at a neighbor s fault t
he should havo his back turned toward a looking
glass.