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gross nor cruel. They should be healthful, humane and refined in their influence.

WIMBAS.

Daniel Webster as a School-Boy.

Ir is narrated of him, that when he first appeared at the academy of Mr. Abbott, his personal appearance in his ill-fitting, homemade, homespun garments, together with his shy, awkward manners created much merriment among the boys, and many jokes were cracked at his expense. Young Daniel's sensitive nature could ill brook this; and, after suffering from it two or three days, he went to the teacher, and told him he must go home. The teacher inquired the cause, and Daniel made a clear breast of it. The former bade him not mind it, but keep quietly at his studies, and his turn would come by-and-by. He obeyed; and at the end of the week he was placed at the head of the class that had ridiculed him. After two months had passed in hard study, the teacher, at the close of the school one day, called him up, in presence of all the scholars, and told him he could not stay there any longer; to go and get his books and hat, and leave. Poor Daniel's heart sunk down to his shoes. He had studied hard, bearing patiently the ridicule of his mates; and now to be turned off in disgrace was more than he could stagger under. The teacher waited a moment to watch the astonishment of the school, and then added, "This is no place for you; go to the higher department !” That was probably the proudest hour in Mr. Webster's life. He had triumphed over his companions, and that by outstripping them in their studies.

WE suffer more from anger and grief, than from the very things for which we anger and grieve.

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Clasp my hand, my dear friend; I die." -Afieri.

"Give Dayroles a chair.". Lord Chesterfield.

"God preserve the Emperor."-Haydn.
"The artery ceases to beat."-Haller.
"Let the light enter."-Goethe.

"All my possessions for a moment of time." -Queen Elizabeth.

"What is there no bribing death."-Cardinal Beaufort.

"I have loved God, my father, and liberty." -Madame de Stael.

"Be serious."-Grotius.

"Into thy hands, O Lord."-Tasso. "It is small, very small, indeed," (clasping her neck.-Anne Boleyn.

"I pray you see me safe up, and for my coming down let me shift for myself,” (ascending the scaffold.)-Sir Thomas More. "Don't let that awkward squad fire over my grave."-Burns.

"I feel as if I were myself again. Walter Scott.

Sir

"I resign my soul to God, and my daughter to my country."-Thomas Jefferson.

"It is well.”—Washington.
"Independence forever."-Adams.

"This is the last of earth."-J. Q. Adams.

"I wish you to understand the true principles of government. I wish them carried out. I ask nothing more."-Harrison.

"I have endeavored to do my duty."-Gen. Taylor.

"What do you note down in that book?" said Cecilia, looking over his shoulder with some curiosity.

"All the kindnesses that are ever shown me; you would wonder how many there are. I find a great deal of good from marking them

"There is not a drop of blood on my hands." down. I do not forget them as I might do -Frederick V. of Denmark.

"You spoke of refreshment, my Emelia; take my last notes; sit down to my piano here, sing them with the hymn of your sainted mother; let me hear once more those notes which have so long been my solacement and delight."-Mozart.

"A dying man can do nothing easy.". Franklin.

if I only trusted to my memory, so that I hope I am not often ungrateful; and when I am cross or out of temper, I almost always feel good humored again, if I only look over my book."

"I wonder what sort of things you put down," said Cecilia; "let me glance over a page."

"Mrs. Wale asked me to spend a whole "Let not poor Nelly starve.”—Charles II. | day at her house, and made me very happy "Let me die to the sounds of delicious music.-Mirabeau.

"I expected this, but not so soon."-C. G. Atherton, of New Hampshire.

"I still live."-Daniel Webster. "Tell them to stand up for Jesus, father, stand up for Jesus."-Rev. Dudley A. Tyng.

Our memory here runs short. Can any of our contemporaries add to the list?

The Book of Thanks.

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"I feel so vexed and out of temper with Ben!" cried Mark, "that I really must "Do something in revenge?" inquired his cousin Cecilia.

"No, look over my Book of Thanks." "What's that," said Cecilia, as she saw him turning over the leaves of a copy book nearly full of writings, in a round text hand. "Here it is," said Mark, who then read aloud: -"March 8. Ben lent me his new hat. June 4. When I lost my shilling, Ben made it up to me very kindly." "Well," observed the boy, turning down the leaf, "Ben is a good fellow, after all !"

indeed."

"Mrs. Phillips gave me five shillings." "Old Martha Page asked after me every day when I was ill."

"Why did you put father and mother at the top of every page!" asked Cecilia.

"O, they show me such kindness that I cannot set it all down, so I just write their names to remind myself of my great debt of love. I know that I can never pay it! And see what I have put at the beginning of my book, Every good gift is from above;' this is to make me remember that all the kind friends whom I have were given to me by the Lord, and that while I am grateful to them, I should first of all be thankful to Him."

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If There's a Will There's a Way.

I LEARNED grammar when I was a private soldier, on the pay of sixpence a day. The edge of my berth, or that of the guard bed, was my seat to study in; my knap-sack was my book-case; a bit of board lying on my lap was my writing-table; and the task did not demand anything like a year of my life.

I had no money to purchase candles or oil; in winter time it was rarely that I could get any evening light but that of the fire, and only my turn even of that. And if I, under such circumstances, and without parent or friend to advise or encourage me, accomplished this undertaking, what excuse can there be for any youth, however poor, however pressed with business, or however circumstanced as to room or other inconveniances ?

To buy a pen or a sheet of paper I was compelled to forego some portion of food, though

in a state of half starvation. I had no mo

The Humorous Petition.

FROM WEEMS' LIFE OF FRANKLIN.

I address myself to all the friends of youth, and conjure them to direct their compassionate regard to my unhappy fate, in order to remove the prejudices of which I am the victim. There are twin sisters of us, and the two eyes of man do not more resemble, nor are capable of being upon better terms with each other, than my sister and myself, were it not for the partiality of our parents, who

ment of time that I could call my own; and us.
I had to read and write amidst the talking,
laughing, singing, whistling and brawling of
at least half a score of the most thoughtless
of men, and that, too, in the hours of their

freedom from all control.
to Young Men.

COBBETT'S Advice

For the Schoolmaster.

Written Upon Seeing an Aged Female with a Bouquet of Fowers.

BY HESIL.

The idols of our youthful years
Time's impious hands destroy;
And sorrow draws the bitter tears
From eyes that beamed with joy;

Yet, though distress and cruel woes

Have marked thine aged brow,
The violet and blushing rose
Are sweet and lovely now.

so

make the most injurious distinctions between From my infancy I had been led to consider my sister as being of a more elevated rank. I was suffered to grow up without the least instruction, while nothing was spared in her education. She had masters to teach her writing, drawing, music, and other accomplishments, but if, by chance, I touched a pencil, a pen, or a needle, I was bitterly rebuked; and more than once, I have been beaten for being awkward, and wanting a graceful manner. It is true, my sister associated me with her upon some occasions; but she always made a point of taking the lead, calling upon me only from necessity, or to figure by her side.

But conceive not, sirs, that my complaints are instigated merely by vanity-no, my uneasiness is occasioned by an object much more serious. It is the practice in our family, that the whole business of providing for its subsistence falls upon my sister and myself. If any indisposition should attack my sisterand I mention it in confidence, upon this occasion, that she is subject to the gout, the rheumatism, and cramp, without making mention of other accidents — what would be the fate of our poor family? Must not the regret of our parents be excessive, at having

THE freedom of China from epidemicssurprising to travelers - may be attributed to the great quantities of gunpowder fired off in every town and village, and the great quantities of sandal wood incense burned constantly, render the health of towns and vil-placed so great a distance between sisters who lages very remarkable. are so perfectly equal? Alas! we must per

ish from distress: for it would not be in my power even to scrawl a suppliant petition for relief, having been obliged to employ the hand of another in transcribing the request which I have now the honor to prefer to you.

Condescend, sirs, to make my parents sensible of the injustice of an exclusive tenderness, and of the necessity of distributing their care and affection among all their children equally. I am, with profound respect, Sirs,

ter.

Your obedient servant,
THE LEFT HAND.

For the Schoolmaster.

Two Ways of Telling the Same Story.

Jack and Gill went up the hill
To draw a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Gill came tumbling after."

Two adventurous lads, one named Jack and the other Gill, ascended a steep acclivity in obedience to the request of their dear mother, taking with them an important kitchen utensil, that they might bring from the pure fountain on the hill-top some of the sparkling waBut one of the lads had the misfortune to so far lose the control of his understanding as to be precipitated headlong from the sum mit. Sad to relate, he fractured in his fall the parietal bone of his cranium. His affectionate brother was so overcome with fright at witnessing this sad catastrophe, that he also lost both his self possession and his centre of gravity, and went down with various revolutions and bewildering circumvolutions, in great speed, even against the fence at the bot

tom of the hill.

[A friend suggests that Gill was a girl, but of this we are in doubt. Perhaps some of our readers, who have determined how many children John Rogers, the martyr, had can decide this question.]

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The Burning Mountain.

As is generally known, there is a vein of coal located above water level in the Broad Mountain, about seven miles from this borough, and near Heckshersville, which for twenty-one years has been on fire. The vein, which contains excellent white-ash coal, is some forty feet in thickness. The origin of the fire is attributed to a couple of miners, who, having some work to perform in the drift in the depth of winter, built a firethey being cold-in the gangway. The flames destroying the prop timbers, were carried by a strong current rapidly along the passage, and the fire communicated to the coal. All subsequent efforts to extinguish it were ineffectual. The men were cut off from escape, and were undoubtedly suffocated to death. Their remains were never found. A few days since we ascended the mountain at the spot of the fire, and were much interested in examining the effect of the fire upon the surface. The course of it is from west to east, and where the vein is nearest the surface, the ground is, for the space of several hundred fect, sunken into deep pits, and while the stones exhibit evidence of having been exposed to the action of intense heat, every vestige of vegetation has been blasted. It is a desert track in the midst of smiling fertility. The ground in some places was almost too warm for the hand to rest upon, while steam from water heated by the internal fire, rose from every pore. The fire has evidently extended for several hundred yards from the place it originated, and finds vent and air to continue its progress, at the pits to which we have alluded. A score of years has passed, but still it burns, and will burn until further fuel is denied the devouring element. Thousands of tons of coal have undoubtedly been consumed, and thousands of tons may yet feed the fire before it is checked.-Miners' (Pa.) Journal.

EDITOR'S DEPARTMENT.

and the Woonasquetucket, which stand like a compact line of industrial fortifications along

The Physical and the Industrial Limits of "the Blackstone, with Providence and Worcester

Rhode Island.

at the extremeties, and which are grouped at Fall River, and at Taunton and its vicinity. The at-vessels have been unladen and laden at Newport, Fall River, Taunton, Bristol, Warren, Providence, Pawtucket, Pawtuxet, Greenwich, Wickford, and half a dozen other ports.

As the study of Geography advances the tention of the student is directed less to the artificial and changing boundaries which separate state from state, and more to those physical peculiarities which bind certain sections of territo Considered in another light, the industrial ry together, and determine their natural limits. boundaries of Rhode Island appear even more Viewed in this light, Rhode Island, though extended. By means of her numerous railways more contracted in respect to her political bound- | radiating into the surrounding states, a large ary than any other state of the union, swells to amount of business is drawn towards the seavery respectable dimensions, and embraces a ports of Providence and Fall River, while a region probably the most industrious in the New means of carriage is furnished for such delicate World. articles of manufacture as jewelry and silver ware, of which no small amount is produced. How much more pleasing is the contemplation of such a beautiful industrial system, occupying a portion of territory bounded by natural limits, than of a little state bounded by straight lines, and

If the straight line, which connects Point Judith and Seakonnet Rocks, be taken as the southern limit of the Narraganset Bay and River System, we shall gain a true idea of the natural extent of Rhode Island by following the shores northward from those points, exploring every possessing half a bay and half a river! little bay, and tracing every tributary stream to its very source. We shall find Mt. Hope Bay and its rivers extending far into Bristol county and Plymouth county, in Massachusetts, while the Blackstone and its branches permeate the greater part of Worcester county, the heart of that commonwealth.

But though such be the natural limits of Rhode Island, or the Narraganset System, it would be a fact of little importance were its physical capabitities for manufactures and commerce still un

developed. How different is the case however! Numerous ports stud the whole margin of the navigable waters, while countless villages fill the river valleys. If we take up our station at the ocean gateway of this great industrial system of ports and villages, we shall behold hundreds of vessels entering, laden with cotton, wool, iron, copper, sugar, and many other raw materials, and anon we shall see them returning bearing cotton and woolen cloths, manufactured iron and copper, and refined sugar. The cotton fabrics have been woven in not less than two hundred mills, which crowd the valleys of the Pawtuxet,

Class Day at Brown University.

G.

Ir is a time-honored custom in many American colleges for the senior class to observe a day, near the close of their collegiate course, for class festivities. These seasons are, usually, very interesting and fraught with pleasing memories. To be elected class orator or class poet, on such an occasion, is considered the highest honor which the class can bestow.

Such a day was observed in this city, June 10th, by the "class of '58."

The literary exercises were held in Manning Hall, which was filled with a highly intelligent and appreciating audience. After prayer by Rev. Dr. Sears, J. Henry Gilmore, the president of the class, in a few sententious and pertinent remarks, introduced Mr. Samuel T. Harris as class orator.

When the applause attending his appearance had ceased, the young orator commenced his oration, and for nearly an hour held his hearers in rapt attention. He announced as his subject,

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