great work devolving upon the united head of a family training up children in the way in which they ought to go. that of Let fathers who read this brief article, give themselves, for five minutes I ask not for more - to reflection on the main thought it intends to convey. Let them not despise it because found in a mother's book, or because it is short. Nor let them despise it, lest it should lower their self-consequence, or their dignity. For, need I say again, that the father is most honored when the mother is best obeyed; and that no fancied superiority will ever compensate for the loss of that character in the young, which it is alike the interest of all to establish and confirm? I hope the day is not far distant when the hearts of the fathers, as well as those of the mothers of our land, will be turned toward the children. For if our land is to be smitten with a curse the curse of God it is because family education is neglected. It is because Christian parents are ignorant of their duty-or, being informed, act not up to the light they already possess. It is because the children of a great would-be republic are not trained 'in the way they should go.' Hartford, Ct., Jan., 1845. LAKE NEMI. [See Engraving.] LAKE NEMI is a lake of central Italy, and is about sixteen miles from Rome. There is also a village on the northeast bank of the lake, of the same name. Nemi is so called from the forest, or nemus, by which it was anciently surrounded. It was famous in antiquity for the worship of the Scythian Diana, to whom human sacrifices were offered. No remains, which can with certainty be ascribed to the temple dedicated to the goddess, are now to be met with. The lake is 1022 feet above the level of the sea; and is now, as of old, beautifully sequestered. Its principal celebrity in modern times, arises from a discovery at its bottom, in 1535, of the remains of a very large ship, 500 feet in length, constructed by one of the early emperors, most probably for some of the sham sea fights exhibited on the lake. THE following address to mothers was written by REV. ROLLIN H. NEALE, of this city, during his recent visit to Europe, and communicated for publication in this work. The tender recollections of a mother's love and piety, so beautifully expressed and so highly valued, are deeply interesting and touching, and must make a salutary impression upon the hearts of all mothers. — ED. RECOLLECTIONS OF A MOTHER. THERE is no association among us, which awakens in my mind a greater interest, than that composed of Christian mothers. I have had occasion to say much about a mother's influence and a mother's love, and in doing this, I always speak from the fulness of my soul. I remember her who tenderly watched over my childhood years, and whose affection and faithfulness are engraven on my heart, hallowed as the memory of my departed joys.' While wandering in a land of strangers, among scenes which that beloved and revered parent often described to her listening and astonished child, but which I never dreamed of seeing, recollections of her image, her piety, her maternal tenderness and love, her regard for the temporal and spiritual welfare of her children, have come up to mind with more freshness and power than ever. Were she living, with what deep solicitude would she now follow her son over the wide ocean, and amid the inconveniences and perils of a foreign clime. Even in this character, I am not ashamed to acknowledge I often think of her, and bless God that I have been permitted to experience the sweet influences of a mother's love. But her religious character, her faithful admonitions, her earnest supplications offered nightly at my bedside, that the blessing of heaven might descend upon her offspring-these are the reminiscences which cling most tenaciously, and are ever warm and glowing about my heart. 'My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; I am myself a happy man. I love life, and through grace am looking forward also with pleasing anticipations to the resurrection of the just. But my highest enjoyments in this world, and my hopes of happiness in the world to come, and all the good I have been en abled to do as a minister of Christ, I trace, under God, to the influence of that dear mother. Excuse me for thus alluding to one so nearly allied to myself. But it has ever been a gratification to me, and never more so than in this distant land, to indulge in remembrances of early scenes, and the endearments of home, and especially of her whose presence was the sun and the centre of all which was bright and attractive in my youthful days. The religion of my mother was a part of herself, beaming forth from every feature, speaking out in all her movements, and investing with a peculiar charm and interest, the thousand little things which are constantly occurring in the intercourse of human life. And she taught religion to her children, rather by example than by precept. It was evident to us, that it was something she enjoyed. There was no moroseness about her piety. From a peculiarity of physical constitution, she never laughed audibly, yet she was always cheerful, and never more so than when speaking upon the subject of religion. O, I rejoice that she is happy now, and that ere long I shall meet her in heaven. I love to believe, that, though there are no families in a future world, there will be, nevertheless, a distinct and vivid remembrance of the relations we sustained in this, and that the knowledge that this was my parent, and this my child, and this my companion, will forever enhance the happiness of the redeemed. Since I have been a pastor, I have had constant occasion to observe the unsurpassed influence the mother has over her children. Young or old, boys or girls, strong-minded or weak-minded, they almost invariably and prominently exhibit in their character the character of their mother; so much so, that the character and feelings of the one may be inferred from the other. If the children meet me with a smile at the door, I expect a cordial welcome by their parents. Every one must be in O that each of you may have the happiness of seeing all the members of your family among the faithful in Christ Jesus. It is not enough that some of the family are pious. cluded. May the God of all grace, sweetly draw your sons and daughters to the cross of Christ, and may they be eventually welcomed with you to the bliss of heaven. Halle, (Prussia,) Aug. 25, 1843. How small, of all which human hearts endure, That part, which laws or kings can cause or cure.-Goldsmith. Original. OLD YEAR versus NEW YEAR. BY MRS. ELIZA T. P. SMITH. Old Year. AND so my time is almost out, And the New Year will make a rout, New Year. O yes, I think the change would be How many woes you've brought on man! Old Year. But did I not fond lovers wed, And crown with fame the aspiring head; New Year. Ah, true; fond lovers you did wed, Riches you gave to many an one Old Year. Ah, but the year was not all gloom Pure joys, that spring from mortal life, New Year. No, -'mid the ills and cares of earth, To calm the troubled soul to peace, To point the heart to Heaven and bliss. Original. INFLUENCE OF CHRISTIAN MOTHERS. BY MRS. MARY H. S. BROWN. 'Christianity is associated with your mother's chair, and with the first remembered tones of her blessed voice.' — Coleridge. Blessed is he HAPPY, indeed, is that child of whom this is true. who remembers his mother, through all his life, as a Christian; not merely from the fact that he saw her taking her seat regularly at the communion-table; not that she was always running to this or that meeting, or talking about this or that preacher, or boasting of her good works. These things may all be done, and yet the recollections of our children be any thing but pleasant, and lead them any where but in the paths of peace. If we desire to have our children associate religion in its purest form, with our voice and looks, let us be careful that they see in us, daily, such tempers as become the gospel of Christ. Let an atmosphere of meekness and patience be about us; let the law of kindness dwell upon our tongue, not only toward our friends, but toward all mankind; let our hearts be continually lifted to God for ourselves and them, that we may together be followers of the meek and lowly Jesus; let our instructions to them be in the spirit, as well as the words, of the gospel; let our government over them be firm, yet mild, strict, yet gentle,steady, yet tender; then may we hope that the earliest impressions of our children will be holy, and that their later reflections will only confirm them in the belief that the only path to happiness, here and hereafter, is the path of true religion. New Hampton, N. H., Jan., 1845. JESUS APPEARS TO THE DISCIPLES. THE evening of that day, which saw the Lord A hymn, low-breathed; a hymn of sorrow, blent Grahame. |