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r VOL. III. OXFORD, N. G., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 17, 1877. NO. 42. T!I13 AltTJST XEACIJEIS. BY "SVM. OLAXD BOTJKKB. I saw a builder near a pile O f m assi VO blocks and ])oUshel stone, ■Wherein a monarch ruled awliile, And sat upon a regal throne; The mouarclr laid his sceptre by, The kingdom passed and lost its name, Xlie throne was vacant, and a sigh ■W as all that spoke of cherished fame; The kingdom vanished, and the palace fell. And the king and builder lost their name as well. I saw the sculptor rift the rock. And hew therefrom a mighty mass. And slowly chisel out a block Tliat might all other work surpass; He toiled with long and patient skill. Until I saw a vision fair. Before Ids genius and his will, Spotless and perfect standing there. The polished marble crumbled into dust Hor left the artist’s name it kept in trust. I saw a painter turn his eye To heaven’s blue dome and radiant spheres. To fleeting clouds and mountains high, With promise of immortal years; He touched the canvas, and it glowed Witli visions of ench,anting dreams, While glorious o’er the picture flowed 1 lis soul’s desire in ra])tiirou.s streams: The color faded, and the pencil lay Still as the painter, who had passed away. I saw the weaver at his loom. With warp and woof of strange de sign ; He made the tlireads in flowers bloom, And painted with a hand divine; The web was crossed with golden threads, The gems were radiant with the sun. And beauty such as genius sheds. Bathed in the pietme a.s he spun; The shuttle trembled, and at last stood still, Wliile other bands the waiting pick nres till. I saw a teacher building .slow, Bay after day as pae.sed the years, Ami saw a spirit temiile grow "With fear, and hope, and often tears; A mystic })alace of the soul, k\ here reigned a moiiarch half-divine! And love and light illnmed the whole. And made its shine. hall, with radiance I saw a teacher take a child, l'riendle.ss, and weak, ami all alone, AVith tender years, but passions wild. And work as on a priceless stone; Out of the rude ami shapeless thing, AVitli love, ami toil, and patient care, I saw her blest ideal spring— An image pm’e and passing fair. Upon a canvas ne’er to fade 1 saw her paint with matchless art. I’ictures that angels might have made Upon a young and tender heart; And growing deeper for the years, And flowing brighter for the day. They ripened for the radiant spheres, AVhere beauty ne’er shall pass away. Teacher! Farewell! For all thy care. We long shall love thy cherished name. For all tliy toil we give, a prayer, For all thy love we give the same. Farewell! Bo thine the happy years, Ami tliine the lloire, aud Faitli, and Trust That when tlie dawn of Heaven ap pears. Thy crown may shine with all thejnst. —Family Journal. SAVE I'HE VOENG. citizens, or to regulate, punisl', confine, board, and clothe a pau per, a loafer, a drunkard, a tliiof, a forger, or other felon, at a per petual expense I When you have once paid a child’s education-bills in the way of taxes, you have paid once for all. You will never have it to do again. He is prepared to stand alone—to hold up others, to re pay your advances, not to your self, but to your interests and friends. He will improve for many years, appreciating in value as a producer, an organizer, an economist, a manager, a parent, a neighbor. You pay for all this only once. You get a good mer chantable article, clear stuff—tit for the edifice or fabric of society. You fortify yourself by such al lies. Neglect that child. Let him run in the street, a truant, loaf along the docks, steal sugar and molasses at every open bung-hole, apples and peaches at every stall and store. Let him grow up ig norant of duty and truth, of goodness and character. Let him imbibe superstitions and inhale falsehoods with ceaseless curses and vile ribaldry'—merely in or der to reduce your taxes. Cut down appropriations, cut down salaries, drive out energy, talent, virtue, culture, by starvation wages or salaries, what do you gain, tax-payer? A generation of loafers, vaga bonds, rowdies, who will ripen into alms-house tenants at the best, but more likely into hood lums of every grade, and full blown felons. Then you must and shall pay all the bills ; bills of policemen, constables and sher iffs; bills of judges, lawyers,_and courts; bills of poor-houses,jails, and prisons, to build, and to fill, and to run them ; bills that will last all through the weary and wicked years of the neglected outcasts, the wrecks whom you have to support, to shelter, to clothe, to relieve, to shudder at if they are loose as wild beasts, or if they are safely encaged as in a menagerie at your expense. Dash on the colors ! The pic ture can never at all approach the terrible and unmeasurable reality, alarmed tax-paj'er. Add to all this the world to come and its retributions of mercy or justice, which do you choose? To educate the young? or to support the ignorant and vicious ? Now go, and act accordingly.— L. W. Hart, in Echwational Week ly. nally to all the people, eacii of whom was obliged to repeat it in his hearing to insure its cor rect a-emembrance. Just before his death, they say, he spent a month and six days in repeating it to them again ; and then, they assert, he committed it in a spe cial manner to Joshua, through whom it vvas imparted to Phinoas, and so on through the long line of proohets, and afterward of teachers, down to the time of Ju dah the Holy, who lived in the second century, by whom it was committed to writing lest it should get lost. This work, con sisting of six books, is the famous Mishna of the Jews, which, with the Gemara, or commentaries, constitutes their celebrated Tal mud, in which is comprehended all their learning, and much of their religion as a people. The whole work is held by them in far higher esteem than the Bible, so much so, that they say the Bible is water, but the Talmud is wine; and they even declare that he who studies the Bible when he ndght read the Talmud does but waste bis time; aud that to sin against the latter is far worse than to sin against the former. So implicit is their con fidence in this oral law, that it is almost useless to reason witli a Jew out of tho Old Testament; tor he is ever ready with an an swer from the Talmud, with the authority of which he is tail}' satisfied.—London Weekly Eevieio. SEA-DEST. People laughed at the man who said that the fish he had liooked “ kicked up such a dust in the water.” Perhaps they will laugh at the heading to this article; but there will still be sea-dust never theless. We have heard of vrater- spouts, of showers of fish, of salt rain, and many other cui-iosities Sometimes the dust comes in a shower, and passes off again. The fogs arc nothing but vast quanti ties of the dust suspended in tho air. It is not onlv in the vicinity of tlie Capo de Verde that this wonderful dust is seen. In the Mediterranean, on the northern parts of Africa, in the middle of the Atlantic, it has been reported. It is invariably tlie same in kind and appearance, and examination under microscopes has proved the identity of say Cape de Verde sea-dust with the Mediterranean sea-dust. All this is very re markable ; dust falling in clouds, no land within some hundreds of miles, nothing visible which could possibly account for tlie curious phenomenon. Sand-spouts there are in sandy deserts, aud showers of sand taken originally from spots whereon the carrier wind lias left its mark ; but here there is no desert from which the sand can be wrapt, and the wind, so far from being boisterous, or dis posed to play whirlwind pranks, is light and steady, blowing ships along at a calm five knots an hour. —N. C. Fresbyterian. A EESbON POUTEWESS. Swift MAWEEACTEKE WE MACARONI. A friend of Dean day sent him a tui'bot as a pres ent, bv a servant who liad fre quently’ been on similar errands, b it iiad never leceived anything for his trouble. Having gat. ei admission, be opened tho study- door and putting the fish on the floor, cried out, rudely: “ Master has sent you a turbot 1” “ Young man,” said the Dean, rising from liis easy-chair, “is tliat the way you deliver a message ? Let mo teach you better manners. Sit down in my chair—we will ex change places, and I tvill tcacli you how to behave in flio future.” The boy sat down, and the Dean going out, ca.me up to the door, and making a low bow, said: “Sir, master presents his kind compli ments, hopes you are well, and requests your acceptance of a small present,” “Does he,” re plied the boy. “Eeturn him my best thanks, and here’s half a crown for yourself!” Tho Dean thus caught in his own trap, laughed heartily, and gave the boy a crown for his ready wit. The teacher as well as the schol- received a lesson that time. THE TAEMED. Tax-pay’ers are the pack-horses of modern civilization, amid its manifold peculiarities. You, dear reader, are a tax-payer. Will you please look steadily at a single point for five minutes or less, and then go out to act upon it as a voter should ? Will you pay a fair price for a good article and pay it only once ? Or, do you prefer to pay a larger price for a poor article and pay it ten times over, or twenty times over? In other words, had you rather pay taxes to train up good Jews, Protestants, and Eoraan ists all agree in receiving as ca nonical the books of our Old Testament. But as the Eomanists would add to these the apocry phal books, so the Jews insist on adding their oral law. They say that when the written law was given to Moses, inscribed on two tables of stone, God also gave another and verbal law explana tory of the first, which he _ was commanded not to commit to writing, but to deliver down by oral tradition. When Moses came down from the mount, they tell us that he first repeated this oral law to Aaron and his sons, and then to the seventy, and thou fi- which present tliemselvos in the atmosphere, but to assert that there is such a thing as sea-dust is to transcend all reasonable bounds. The evidence, however, in favor of its existence is oxceed- ingly powerful;—indisputable, in fact—and this is the story told by e5m-witnesses. They say that in certain parts of the world—nota bly about the Cape de Verde Is lands, there are constantly met at sea, several hundred miles awa}’ from land, thick, yellowish red fogs, not unlike London togs in November. These fogs obsciiie the atmospliere, and are very in jurious to navigation, but they have not the baleful odor of their London prototype, nor do they affect the breathing in the same way. Whilst sailing through them it is found that the ship, sails, and rigging are covered with a tine, impalpable powder, which falls as dry rain, and cov ers the surface on which it falls sometimes to the depth of two inches. In color, it is of a brick- dust hue, sometimes of a light yellow, and it feels between the teeth like fine grit, such as might be blown into the mouth on a windy day in March. No place is free from its presence, its fine ness giving it power to penetrate everywhere. The sea, while tho dust is falling, looks as though it had been peppered, and is discol ored for some distance down. Finding the manufacture of macaroni going forward, I re mained awhile to observe the process, which appeared extreme ly simple. The dough or paste, is worked and kneaded in an ex tremely stiff and tough condition by means of a strong lever, and is afterwards forced by a power ful screw through a stout vertlcle copper cylinder of about six inch es diameter, the lower extremity of which is closed with a strong plate ot the same metal, pierced full of holes of a diameter aud shape corresponding with the size" and form of macaroni to be produced, largo or small, round or flat. When the hollow descrip tion of macaroni is to be made, a plate is used, every hole in which is fitted with a short steel wire, that, springing from the upper surface of the plate, rises about half an inch, and then is bent overanddescends straight through the centre of the hole. Under the action of the screw the tough dough is forced thtough these holes, and makes its appearance beneath the cylinder in the re semblance of a huge skein of yel low cord. When about a yard in length of this skein has descend ed, it is separated with a sharp knife, hung across a stick sus pended in the sun to diy, and in a few hours the macaroni is per fected and ready for packing.—M visit to Naples. Tho boy certainly knew enough to make his way tlirough tlio world. The Dean was very fonil of fun, and we have no doubt en joyed the boy’s coolness.—Family Journal. The teacher is^ or ought to he the prime moving power in un iversal education. 16 is the teacher that makes or unmakes the school. It is not possible for the schools of anj’ people to rise above tiM moral and intellectual standard of their teachers. It is not possible for poor teachers to make good schools. It is not possible for ignorant, unski!!- fnl, amt ineffleient teaclicrs to create and keep alive that pnblic sentimc’l which is indisiiensable to the snijpo: t of good schools. It is not possih::'' that such teachers shonld send int o the community those well-taught, wel'- drilled re-inforcements so necessary 1 o build up, strengthen, aud perpetua’ o it. It is not possible that they slionhl create and maintain a supply of llm material out of which competent su perintendents, boards of education, and other school ollicers may be di-awn. Indeed, the whole question of the iios- sibilitj'of a successful scheme of uni versal education turns upon the possi bility of producing a supply of worthy, able, successful teachers. Upon this vital point public opinion cannot be too well settled, nor caji the requisite measure be too wisely aud efficient!,)’ directed. Obviously the remedy must begin with the elevation ot the teacher. He or she must be thoroughly taught Pkecocity.—A lady who had been teaching her little four-year- old boy the elements of arithme tic, was astonished by his asking her the following problem: “ Mamma, if you had three but terflies and each butterfly had a bug in bis ear, how many butter flies would you have?” The mother is still at work on the problem. Professor, looking at his watch: “As we have a few minutes, I should like to have any one ask questions, if so disposed.” Stu dent: “What time is it, please?” and wisely, careldlly ti’aiiicd. Bej’oiid tDe knowledge of tlie books, above tlie routine of tlie scliools, suijcrior to tlie empirical maxims of the old-time ped agogue, there is a science of education that shonld be studied, and an art of teaching that shonld be mastered as n, condition precedent to an assumption of the responsibilities of tbo teacher. Tliere is an apprenticeship of prnctii e in the light of well-defined priiiciph's and under the most intolligont .sn>-o' - vision and criticism, that should \ *• insisted upon as a necessary prepara tion for the work of the class room. There is a true and elevated conoej'- tion of tlie ends of education that should exist in every soul, intensity every motive, and shape every met)- od of those who assume to form ilic common mind and develop in our children and youth Ihe gems of an.) ble manhood and AvonianJiood.—Yi'dG- catioiud Weel'hj. I] n,?! Wl 1 I
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