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reasoning that might efface their fast-growing supersti- // who had discharged his rifle as fearlessly against the tion—but as the speaker ceased--while two or three of powers of air as though it had been against the breast the boldest were in the act of moving toward the door of mortal foe-Dirk was a sturdy borderer from the as if to ascertain the truth of his suggestion, a strange, | frontiers of New-York, who had learned soldiership and wild, wailing sound was heard, as it were, of the west woodcraft under the kindred guidance of Mad Anthony wind rising after a lull. There was, however, in its 1-Dirk Ericson was the first to enter the walls of the tone, something more thrilling and less earthly than haunted dwelling, for such all now believed, closely ever was marked in the ca lences of the most furious escorted, however, by two sturdy brothers, Asa and gale that swept over earth or ocean. Wilder it waxed Enoch Allen, sons of the soil, and natives of the wild and wilder—louder and louder every instant, till it was no gorge, through which they had so often chased the redless difficult to catch the import of words spoken in that deer, or trapped the savage catamount. They entered, sheltered bar-room, than it had been upon a frigate's slowly, indeed, and guardedly—and with the muzzles of forecastle.
their true rifles lowered, and their knives loosened in the “God-what a hurricane !" cried one, and rushed to sheath as if to meet the onset of beings like themselves the door which opened directly on the road; but, as it --but well nigh fearlessly-for their's were mountainyielded to his touch, no furious gust broke in the air bred, tough hearts, which-the first sudden start passed without was calm and motionless--not a twig quivered over-feared neither man nor devil. They entered, but on the lofty elm, not a cloud stirred from its stance along no sign or sight was there that showed of peril—the the rocky fanks of the ravine, not a breath stirred the lights stood there unsnuffed, capped with large fiery funpendulous vane upon the gable-still that shrill, tremu gusses, but burning quietly away-the glasses were lous, rocking sound rang through the chambers of the untouched upon the board as when the revellers left tavern ; and in an instant, every inmate of its walls, them—the blankets of the sleepers lay undisturbed upon women, and men, and children, half dressed, and pale, the dusty boards. and trembling—as if ague-stricken-rushed down the “ Nothing here, boys,” cried the undaunted Dirk. creaking stairs, seeking for safety in companionship, and “Let's see if the devil's up stairs yet! I a’n't afrared on ere five minutes bad elapsed, all were collected on the him, boys, no how !" and snatching up a light, he rushed little space of greensward that sloped toward the east with a quick step, as though half doubtful of his own from the road downward to the river. Still the wild resolution, up the frail, clattering staircase. There, sound wailed on and more than one of the stout woods- | the large open space immediately above the bar-room, men, their minds already half familiarized to that which from which the other chambers opened, was, indeed, had appalled them at the first, more from its suddenness absolutely empty—there was no particle of furniture than from any other cause, were rallying their scattered which could have fallen ! no! not a billet of a wood, nor senses--when the tones rose yet shriller and more pier- a stray brick! nor, in short, any symptom of the by-gone cing, and changed, as it were, by magic, into a burst of disturbance, except a few chips of plaster, which had the most fiendish and unnatural laughter; while two or been broken from the wall by Dirk's unerring bullet, three of the upper casements flew violently open, as if and now lay scattered on the floor. They searched the forced from within by some power which they could not house from the garret to the cellar, and found no living resist. Upon the instant, actuated by some strange im- thing, and heard no sound, but of their own making. pulse which he could not himself have well explained, They joined the group upon the green, and as they told he who had been, from the first, the boldest of the party, of their fruitless search, the courage of all present rose! levelled his rifle at the central window, and drew the And soon it was agreed, that no one had been in the trigger without uttering a word-the powder flashed in least degreo alarmed; and it was almost doubted by the pan, vivid and keen the stream of living flame burst some among the number, whether there had, indeed, from the muzzle, but the report, if such there were, was been any sounds, but what might be accounted for on drowned in a yell that pealed from the same window, 80 natural causes. While they were yet in anxious converhorribly sustained, so long, so agonized, that the blood sation, another sound came from a distance on their curdled in the stout hearts, while several of the women ears, but this time, it was one to which all there were swooned outright, or fell into hysterics; and the contin- | well accustomed the hard tramp of a horse, apparently ued outcries of the terrified children lasted long after at a full gallop down the pass from the northward. the sounds, which had excited them, subsided into total “Here comes a late traveller," cried mine host. silence-for with that awful and heart-rending shriek, " Bustle, lads, bustle-best not be caught out hereathe terrible disturbance ended. Some time elapsed | ways, like a lot of scart chickens-jump, there, you without the utterance of a word—the distant lightning Peleg Young, and fetch the lanthorn.” flickered across the dark horizon-the bat came flining Some of the party, as he spoke, turned inward, and on his leathern wings around the eaves and angles of the betook themselves to a renewal of their potations as to low inn--the whip-poor-will was heard chanting his oft some solace for the troubles they had undergone; while repeated melancholy chant down in the thickets by the others, Ericson and his confederate hunters among the waterside, and the far rushing of the turbulent Ashuelot the number, lingered to greet or gaze at the new comer. rose with a soothing murmur upon the silent night. By Nearer and nearer came the hard clanging tramp—and slow degrees the pallid and awe-stricken group recovered now Dirk shook his head. from their deep dismay-Dirk Ericson, the woodsman, “There is no bridle on that beast," he said "least
wise if there be bridle, there a'n't no hand to steer it. !! “Why, he set out from here, you see, with black Hark! how wildlike it clatters down yon stony pitch, Cornelius," answered the veteran,
and no one else has now it has started off the road upon the turf—and now travelled up since they two quit, so we can take their -it's a shudden hoof, too—see how it strike the fire on track to where they parted; and so sec, if it be, as the bill-side! There a'n't no rider there, or else my Cornelius quit at his own turn; and if he did, two on us name's not Dirk."
can jest ride up and see if he's in bed, and tell him how Even as he spoke-bridled and saddled, but with his ii's chanced; and the rest on us follow up the stranger's bridle flying loose, embossed with foam, reeking with track to where the mischief has fell out. We'll hunt it sweat, and splashed with soil and clay of every hue and out, I reckon-leastwise, if I lose the trail on't, there texture, a noble borse dashed at full speed into the very must be e'en a most plaguy snarl in't." centre of the group, and stopping short with a couple of No more was said-the plan was evidently good small, sudden plunges, and a wild whinny, stood per- two or three lanthorns were provided ; and having fectly quiet, and suffered Dirk to catch him by the bridle | ascertained the tracks of the two horses—the noble without any attempt at flight or resistance.
charger of the stranger, and the mean gasson of the “Why, it's the traveller's horse," he cried, almost farmer-easily visible in the deep mud which lay in upon the instant—" the stranger gentleman's--that stop- every hollow of the route, the little band got under way ped in jest to supper, and rode on with black Cornelius in silence. Their progress was, of course, slow and Heyer. Here's a queer go, now! something's gone guarded, for it was absolutely necessary to pause from wrong, I reckon-show a light here !"
time to time, and survey the ground; so to make sure “The horse has come down, Dirk, in the rough road; that they had not o'errun the scent—but still at every and the traveller's pitched off, I guess; we'll have him halt, their caution was rewarded, for, in each muddy spot, here to-rights,” said Asa Allen.
the double trail was clearly visible. They reached the “You're out this time, boy,” answered the woodman; || well known turning, and, much to the relief of all con" this beast harnt been down this night, any ways," as cerned, in the night search, the farmer's hoof-track he examined his knees by the light of the winking lan- diverged from that of his companion, wheeling directly thorn, " and the stranger warn’t the last to pitch off, if | homeward; they could see even where the horses of the he had. That chap was an old Dragooner, and a Vir- | two had pawed and poached the ground, while they had ginian too, I reckon. This bridle's broke, 100—and see held brief parley ere they parted. here, this long, thick wheal upon his flank-the travel. Now, then,” said Dirk, “ so far, our course is clear! ler hadn't no whip with him and the blow what made but now comes all the snarl on't. Well, we must see this, was struck from behind, by a man on foot-see, it to't how we can best. Asa and Enoch, hear to me, slants downward, forward and downward, tapering off to boys-follow up Heyer's track clear to the eend on'tthe front end! There's been foul play here, anywise! and take note of every stop and turn on’t; and if he has Take hold of his head, Asa--and give me the light, you gone home, creep up quite quiet to the windows, and Peleg, till I look over his accoutrements. Pistols both see if he's in bed, or how. But don't you rouse him, no in the holsters—that looks curious, and—this here how—and when he's fairly lodged, the one on you set cover's been pulled open, though, and in hurry, too, for right down where you can watch the door, and let the the loop's broke-both loaded! Ha! here's a drop of totber come down to the road by the back track, past blood—jest one drop on the pummel. The traveller's Lupton's branch, and so keep up the main road till he had foul play, boys-he has, no question of it!"
overtakes us. Take a light with you, boys, and keep a “ And what we heerd, was sent to tell us on't!" re- bright look out! The rest come on with me." plied another."
So perfect was the confidence of the whole party, ir “Past doubt it was," said Dirk, "and we'll hear the old hunter's deep sagacity, that not a question was more of it, if we don't stir ourselves, and search out this asked, much less an opinion given in opposition to his unnat'rul murder. The task’s fell upon us, boys; and orders. Away rode the detachment, and on moved the we have got jest to keep mighty straight, and obey main body—their work becoming, at every step, more orders! Who'll go along with me-you, Asa, and you, difficult and intricate, since, having now no clue, at all, Enoch, I count upon-you'll stick to old Dirk's tracks, I they were compelled to ascertain the trail, foot by foot. know-who else ?"
1 Much time had been spent, therefore, before they “ I will, and I, and I,” responded several voices of reached the second turning of the road close to the the rough borderers, who had again assembled at this , bridge, under which Lupton's branch fell into the main new cause of excitement, and who were, perhaps, less river. Here, as we know already, the hapless rider had alarmed at the prospect of a tramp through the woods,!'qitted the true path; and here our company, for the first and even a skirmish with mortal enemies, than of pas- time, overshot the scent-for, nothing doubting that the sing the remainder of the night in that haunted home- trail lay right onward the road, from the fork upward to stead. Rifles were hunted up and loaded ; pouches and the bridge, being so hard, and of a soil so rocky as to horns and wood-kuives slung or belted; horses were give no note of any footmarks-hey galloped forward saddled; and in less than half an hour, eight hardy to the next muddy bottom, when, pausing to look for the woodren were in their stirrups, ready to follow old guiding track, they found, at once, that it had not passed Dirk Ericson wherever he might guide them.
further. “ Well, Dirk, what's the fix now? bow'll we get to, to
“ Here's the snarl, boys! here's the snarl," sbouted find him?"
Dirk. “Down, every one on you; we must e'en bunt it
BY EMMA C. EMBURY.
out by inches. You, Andry Hewson, hold all the horses
Original. -Spencer and Young get forrard with the lights, and "OUR LIBRARY.''-No. V. hold them low down to the airth, I tell you !"
His orders were obeyed implicitly; and in a short time the result was the discovery of the horse-track GENTLE Reader, since I have presented thee with turning away on the other side of the bridge, into the the freedom of that narrow but well peopled domain, blind and unused bye-path.
'yclept "Our Library," it seemeth good unto me to " There's deviltry in this," muttered the crafty vete- make thee acquainted with some of the inhabitants of
“Dark as it was, there still was light enough to the place. Now, seeing that all love to reverence age, show the main track-and neither horse nor man would let us begin by visiting some of the worthies of past turn off into this devil's hole, unless they had been told days, and, albeit the fashion of the world changeth even
It's no use mounting, boys, I tell you—the trouble's as a garment, and the garb in which the spiritual creabeen hard by here, now I tell you!"
tures of the brain are now clothed, differs widely from They made the trail good to the branch, the last the fantastic trappings, with which the men of olden tracks being of the hind feet on the very marge of the time were wont to adorn their intellectual offspring, yet turbulent stream-they crossed it, but no foot-print had let us not be frighted from our propriety by a pointed deranged one pebble on the verge! “ Try back, once beard, a slushed doublet, or a sugar loaf hat. He was more," cried Dirk, “ try back—this is the very spot!" | a man, although a king, who desired “old wood to and in a few moro moments the god spurned up, where | burn, old wine to drink, old books to read, and old the startled charger had wheeled round in terror as his friends to converse with." There is an indescribable master fell, revealed another secret of the dark mystery. pleasure in throwing back the shelf-worn covers of some Every stone was now turned, every leaf or branch antique folio, and plunging into the midst of its rugged removed that might have been disposed to cover the sentences, in which are embedded so many gems of assassin's tracks, but all in vain! A little dam of stones | thought. Or if one be disposed to indulge an idle diswas now run out into the stream, under old Ericson's position, how delightful is it to seize upon some of the direction, so as to turn the waters into a channel some- gossiping memoirs or diaries of former times, and pry what different from their wonted course ; a narrow stripe into the domestic life of those, who, clothed in ermined of mud was thus exposed to sight, which had, of late, robe or velvet court suit, have “strutted their brief hour been covered by the foamy ripples, and there, the very | upon life's stage." spot whereon the traveller's corpse had fallen, with a Happening, the other day, to take up a volume of large foot-print by the side of it, was rendered clear to Evelyn's Diary, (a book in which I love to consume an every eye! Beyond this, and one splash of blood close idle bour,) I opened upon a passage, that cannot fail to to the water's edge, all clue was lost. The morning interest all who love children. As it is peculiarly quaint dawned while they were yet busy with the search, and and pathetic I shall give it in the author's own words. the broad sun came out, banishing every shadow, and “A. D. 1657–8. Jan'y.—After six fits of a quartan revealing every secret of sweet nature, but no light does ague with which it pleased God to visite him, died my his radiance cast on this dread mystery. The woods deare son Richarde, to our inexpressible griefe and were searched for miles around the waters of the wild affliction, 5 yeares, and 3 dayes old onely, but at that Ashuelot were dragged for leagues of distance—all to no tender age, a prodigy for witt and understanding; for purpose! No spot of soil had been disturbed—the pools beautie of body a very angell; for endowment of mind and shallows gave up no dead.
of incredible and rare hopes. To give onely a little While they were yet employed about the ford, one of taste of them, and thereby, glory to God, sense of God, the
young allies returned with the tidings that Heyer's he had learned all his catechisme, who out of the mouth trail ran straight home that his horse had been turned of babes and infants does sometimes perfect his praises ; out into its wonted pasture that the door was unlocked, lat 2 and a halfe yeares old, he could perfectly reade any and a light burning in the chamber, which showed the of ye Englishe, Latino, French, or Gottic letters, proman calmly reclining on his bed in the undisturbed nouncing the three first languages exactly. He had slumbers of apparent innocence.
before the 5ıh. yeare, or in that yeare, not onely skill to With this all clue was lost; and, save that night after reade most written hands, but to decline all the nouns, night the same hellish disturbance resounded through conjugate the verbs regular, and most of ye irregular ; the chambers of the tavern, till the inhabitants, fairly learned out · Puerilis' got by heart almost ye entire unable to endure the terrors of this nightly uproar,
vocabularie of Latine and French primitives and words, abandoned it to solitude and ruin, the very story of the could make congruous syntax, turne Englishe unto Lathapless traveller might well have been forgotten even on
ine, and vice versa, construe and prove what he read, the very scene of his murder.
and did the government and use of relatives, verbs, substantives, elipses and many figures and tropes, and
made considerable progress in Comenius' Jamia; began NOBILITY is not only in dignity and ancient lineage, himselfо to write legibly, and had a strong passion for nor great revenues, lands, or possessions, but in wisdom, | Greeke. The number of verses he could recite was knowledge, and virtue, which, in man, is very nobility, prodigious, and what he remembered of the parts of and thiş nobility bringeth man to dignity. Honor ought playes, which he would also act, and when seeing a to be given to virtue, and not to riches.-- Anarcharsis. Plautius in one's hand, he asked what booke it was,
H. W. H.
and being told it was comedy, and too difficult for him, woes of others after we have suffered deeply ourselves : he wept for sorrow. Strange was his apt and ingenious we bear each others' burdens in a less selfish spirit, application of fables and morals, for he had read Æsop; | when we have been bowed to the dust beneath our own: he had a wonderful disposition to mathematics, having -we give the sympathy of the heart instead of the by heart divers propositions of Euclid that were read to condolence of the lip. him in play, and he would make lines and demonstrate But such are not the only emotions which the short them. As to his piety, astonishing were his applications life of the infant Evelyn excites. A painful sense of of Scripture upon occasion, and his early, and under the injustice and cruelty which he suffered, comes upon stood ye historical part of ye Bible, and New Testament, us and breaks the spell of pensive thought. Do you to a wonder, how Christ came to redeem mankind, and start, reader, to hear me speak of cruelly exercised how, comprehending these necessarys himselfe, his god- i towards a child so loved and cherished ?—of injustice fathers were discharged of their promise. These and inflicted upon the noble heir of Sayes Court ? Read the like illuminations, for exceeding his age and experi- again the melancholy detail of that child's intellectual ence, considering the prettinesse of his addresse and attainments, and tell me if the father who thus dwells behavior, cannot but leave impressions in me at the upon his wonderful precocity, is guiltless of all offence memory of him. When one told him how long a Quaker against the idol of his heart. Making full allowances had fasted, he replied that was no wonder, for Christ for an intellect far surpassing common minds; yet, can had said that man should not live by bread alone but by we doubt how severe must have been the discipline, ye word of God. He would of himselfe select ye most how continued the application which imbued a child of pathetic psalms, and chapters out of Job, to reade to his five years, with grammatical, logical and mathematical mayde during his sicknesse, telling her, when she pitied knowledge ? Had his wonderful powers been restricted him, that all God's children must suffer affliction. He to the efforts of memory, the ebullitions of fancy, the declaimed against ye vanities of the world before he had creations of imagination, his acquisitions would have seene any. Often would he desire those who came to been comparatively easy, and the child might still have see him to pray by him, and a yeare before he fell sick, enjoyed his season of sunshine. But it was only by to kneel and pray with him alone in some corner. How forgetting the buoyancy of boybood, by banishing the thankfully would he receive admonition ! how soone be healthful sports of childhood, by repressing the frolic reconciled! how indifferent, yet how continually cheer-mirth of infancy, that Richard Evelyn could become the ful! He would give grave advice to his brother John, prodigy which his father so graphically depicts. It is beare with his impertinencies and say he was a child. indeed a melancholy picture of a sweet and noble nature If he heard of or saw any new thing, he was unquiet destroyed by too early culture. With his gentle temper, until he was told how it was made; he brought us all his docility, his thirst for knowledge and his wonderful such difficulties as he found in books to be expounded. memory, he might have lived to be a burning and a He had learned by heart divers sentences in Latine and shining light, in a world, then sadly darkened by the Greeke, which on occasion he would produce even to conflicting tempests of fanaticism and irreligion. But wonder. He was all life, all prettinesse, far from alas! parental pride forgot, that, priceless as might be morose, sullen or childish in any thing he said or did."
the gem, it was enclosed in a casket of common clay. Here follows a more detailed account of his early The physical nature of the child was neglected; the piety, which is exceedingly touching, and the bereaved delicate vase was so lighted up by the tires of intellect, parent finishes his melancholy story by saying, “ Here | that its fragility was forgotten, until it fell to pieces, and ends the joy of my life, and for which I go ever mourn left, in the darkness of bereavement, those who had ing to the grave.”
delighted to gaze upon its beauty. Now, gentle reader, the first impulse of every kindly There are few things on earth more pitiable than the heart on reading the above extract, must be sympathy condition of a precocious child. If (as it often happens) for the father, who thus poured forth the fulness of his that procity be the effect of delicate health,-if it be but heart in praises of his dead son; and for the lone mother, the excitement of a highly nervous temperament, sadly whose tears, were not the less bitter, because they flowed will the parents rue the day when they substituted inin silence. For every other grief we wait a day of solace tellectual pursuits for the gay frolics of infancy. Early -for every other pang we seek the balm of forgetfulness ; childhood is the season for moral and physical, not for but the sorrow for the dead is one we wish not to intellectual culture. The woods and wilds ; the mounbanish. Cherished in our heart of hearts is the memory tain air and the rushing river-these are the schools of the loved and lost. Enshrined in the sanctuary of which should impart the first lessons of wisdom. The our bosoms-the holy of holies--where the world may wonderful and complicated framework of the physical never enter--is the pure image of the creature who was man, which is the work of the Almighty's hand, was taken from the earth, ere one stain had fallen on its given us to be cared for, as well as the spirit, which is spirit's plumes. It is a sacred a sanctifying grief. The the breath of his nostrils. To the angels alone has he tears which fall like rain-drops, from eyes, perhaps, given the invisible essence of being, that they might be unused to weep, seem to freshen the parched soil of the his messengers. On man he has bestowed a body and heart, and, while gentle memories spring up, to blossom endowed it with a living soul, that he might become an unto beauty, kindly sympathies, too, strike root and give earthly instrument of his glory and his goodness. Yet out their precious odors. We learn to feel for the how often do we forget the double duty which has fallen
to our lot! How rarely do we cultivate in due propor- || the necessity of study, by becoming acquainted with the tion the powers of mind and body! I know it may be privations to which ignorance is exposed-make them said that there are comparatively few who forget the in love with knowledge and half the task of mental claims of their physical nature, and the many are much cultivation is accomplished. more disposed to excess in sensual than in intellectual But especially is the forcing system injurious to a indulgence. But alas ! it is the finer spirits' of earth- highly-gifted child like Richard Evelyn. Who can tell they who should be "touched only to fine issues' which how much of that boy's bodily weakness was occasioned are most likely to forget the claims of the body; and it by his mental discipline? Who can trace the mysteriis such spirits which the world cannot, ought not,
ous affinity between mind and body so far as to deterwillingly to resign.
mine what weight the brain will bear before the external One of the most fatal errors in modern education, is evidences of its overthrow are discovered? “So wise, that which dooms a promising child too early to the so young, they say do ne'er live long," and why? for restraints of scholastic discipline. Left to his own alas! the proverb holds good now as in the days of the impulses, a child, however intellectual, will often seek murderous Gloster. Is it not often because we overtax mere physical enjoyment. The blood which bounds the powers of that delicate organ which seems to be the joyously in his young veins calls him to active sports, depository of the vital and intellectual principle? Is it and the free air is to him, what the stimulus of the any wonder that a child, whose brain had been pulsating wine-cup is to the jaded voluptuary. But if his vanity beneath a degree of excitement almost unparalleled, — be fed with the incense of Mattery,—if his ambition be whose nervous system was necessarily weakened by an roused by that dangerous incentive, emulation,-if his activity of mind, almost amounting to morbid restlessthirst for knowledge be increased by the praises of those ness, should have sunk an early victim to disease ? whom he loves best, he may easily become, of his own Every student knows how prostrating to bodily strength free will, a close and severe student. He may learn zo is protracted and unremitting intellectual labor; and if repress the vivacity of youth as a feeling beneath the it be so to the adult what must it be to the feeble frame notice of a scholar. He may learn to believe that every of infancy? That young Evelyn possessed wonderful thing not intellectual is base; and woe to the being powers is not to be doubted, but it is very questionable whose moral nature is stupified by giving credence to whether, had he lived, his mind, would ever have fulfiled such a sophism.
the promise of its early developement. The body if its Far be it from me to depreciate mental culture. The strength be overtasked in early life, will become feeble, field which God has spread before us shall we not plough ricketty and deformed, and I cannot but believe, that it, ay, and sow it with good seed, and look to reap a
the mind may be equally injured by injudicious labor. plentiful barvest? But I would plead the cause of early The stimulants so usually applied to a precious intelchildhood. I would pray that the flowers of health and lect are as injurious as the tasks laid upon it. Pride joyousness be not torn from off our little ones, in order to and self-conceit have transformed many a promising decorate them too soon with the gems of learning. I child unto a most useless and disagreeable member of would make childhood the period when the limbs are to society. Vanity and ambition have blighted the blossoms be strengthened by pleasant exercise, the body nerved by of many a gifted intellect, which might have borne good active sports, the eyes enlightened by daily intercourse fruit in a healthier atmosphere. The adulation of with the wonders of creation, while the brain is allowed i partial friends has fostered in many a young beart, a to perform its mysterious functions, unclogged and unim- morbid sensibility which unfitted it for this working-day peded. I would make childhood the season of moral world, without qualifying it for the higher regions of culture,—when the weeds which spring up in the human imaginative existence. True genius will rise superior to heart are to be cast out, and the precious plants of every obstacle, and if the precious gift be enshrined in meekness, humility, faithfulness and piety to be rooted the child of your affections, gentle reader, be sure that therein. And, think you, gentle reader, that while this it will display its lustre without your aid. Then, when work is going on the intellect will be idle? No; the it begins to illumine, with its own unborrowed light, the mind ever active and busy, is hoarding up knowledge mansion where it dwells, is the time for encouragement, even as the bee stores up its honey. It may know little assistance and sympathy, for, (strange as it may seem to of the lore of sages, but it will have treasured up the those who believe bold eccentricity to be an evidence of great truths of nature ;-it may not be able to thread mental power,) true genius is always diffident. But do the mazes of speculative philosophy but it will have not allow the ignis fatius of a brilliant imagination or a traced out the practical results of patient art. An saucy wit to lead you astray. Many a child can deal in intelligent child of ten years of age, whose perceptions prompt repartee without possessing a spark of genuine have been awakened by judicious moral and physical | wit, and nothing is more common than a lively fancy in training, who has learned to observe for himself, and not | little creatures who afterwards shoot up into very to take things for granted, because he finds them in his common-place men and women. Above all things, school books, will possess a greater amount of really friend reader, if you would make your child useful or useful knowledge, than he could possibly have acquired distinguished in after life, never allow him to be exhibits if he had spent eight years of that time chained to a ed in society as a precious genius.' desk, and debarred the free use of the energies with Although I have not yet attained to the dignity of which nature had endowed him. Let children be taught grey hairs, yet have I lived long enough to behold the