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VOLUME -IX GREENSBOROUGH, NORTH-CAROLINA, MARCH 18, .1848. NUMBRiijfl 1 Pubtisl)cti LOtclrin UY SWAIMfc SHERWOOD - . .i i 1 PRICK. THRBJB DObLAJt A. TBAB, a 11.50, it 'f ai 9 withih eas xreklrii AtTtm Tat aits erivaYrtirttok. .A failure en the part of any cflrftomer toerdet diecontin- ,ince wtnut live utMcnfttAn year, will be conaidered in ductive effcra Wish t continue the paper., A DREAM OF HEAVEN. I.O, the aeal of deith ia breaking, ' ' ' Tbae whs elrft ita aleep ara waking, . ".: den opea her portala fair f , Hark, the harpa ol God are ringing! " llark, the eerapbs' hymn are ai nging, . And tha living riH ara flinging Maaie on immortal air ! ' . . There, ae tnora at eve declining, 'Sun without a cloud are (tuning Vf the land of life and love ; " leaven' own barveeta woo the reaper. 1 ' Hea ven'a own dream entrance the deeper, . Not a teat ia left tha weeper, , ' Ta profance one flower above. No frail liliee there are breathing, " There no thorny ruee ia wreathing, 'f In the bowrre of paradiaet Where fount oflife are flowing, flowere unknown to time are blowing, ( .Mid (uperber verdure glowing t Tiam-$mnfflby -aiHei;', . There the grove of God, that never . Fade ar fall, are green forever, Mirror'd in the radiant tide ; There, along the aacred, will era, Jnprofaned by teara' or alant htera, 'Wander earth immortal daughter. Each a pure Immortal' bride. "TTiFre'rio aTijIi" "of Wemory eweJTrrh, There no tear of mieery oVelleth. frfrarf will Itlretl or break no more, Past mi all the eoM world' acorning, Gone the nitht and broke the morning With aeraphic day adorning Life'a glaiT wavea and golden etnr a. Oh, on that lii-lit abora to wander. Trace thoae radiant wavee' meander,1 All we twr'd and loat to aee. ' -- '14 thi hope. k pure, o aplendid, , Yinljrwith our Jietoc. blended f -'-'No! with time ye are notended, ? " Virione of Ewnityt. iiiM .l212. From the People' Journal THE BLUE EYES: A Story of London Streets. ar CAMILLA TOFLI. C H APTER F IR ST. . I am very late dear Fanny, but I bare twen ty thing to tell you of, which hare detained me to-day, said Walter Bingham to hia wife, as she met him in the hall with a smiling face, and af fectionate welcome. Their house was a small 0f, w an ooacure ana and peace wer th guardian angels that kept the portals, and shed fairy lustre throughout the 'dwelling. Nay, replied the wife, you said that I must not expect you before fire, but that you would not be later than air, ; it has not struck, so I am aure I have no right to complain.' Ah, Fanny, you never scold but you know very well I ment to be home long ago.' Walter Bingham's history may be briefly told. He had been left an orphan when a mere child and confide' by his father' will to the guardian ship of his maternal uncle, the child's nearest rel ative. Mr. Shirley was a thoroughly worldly nan. It would hare been a compliment to call iraiajnanjiU tagly as it is ia most general" meaning : neverthe less implies a width a grasp of mind Walter's Mnrle never posremd; but he was intensely .worldly and selfish in all his aims narrow as they 'were, without sympathy beyond bis own hearth, from which in this sense the orphan was1 exclud ed. Fortunately Walter's fortune amounting to bout ait thousand pounds, had been so tightly se cured in the hands of the trustees, that beyond receiving the appointed allowance for his educa tion, even Mr. Shirley's; inginuity could not make away with it during the boy's minority ; but, be was not without his plans by which to appropri ate it nevertheless On one dexterous pretext or a Mother be avoided settling Walter in any profes sion er pursuit until he became of age ; taking 'care meanwhile to make bis life glide away so 'smoothly, that delays and changes of purpose itemed to hare arisen from "a most fortunate towrse of ereois. ' ' ' Ilia scheme, however, was to make Walter's in heritance the nucleus of a fortune for his own ten Charles, a shrewd youth, who added t bis father's characteristic a keener intellect, and, if "passible,, a colder heart. In due lime therefore m mercantile project was brought forward, and in Tew weeks a partnetship was formed between he cousins. Charlt s Shirly was at this lime se ven or eight and twenty ; it was represented that bis experience and circumstances had given 7 bin a knowledge of business should be weigh ed against Walter's money, and they atarted on terms of perfect equality. A ' thriving business " however, once established, the 'experienced part- feerhad do notion of another reaping the fruits of i his 'ton. 2By turns appaling his dupeWor that '" fa the proper term by tho" proposal of. daring ' tad Janprncilcd speculation and t. impressing him with a sense of lib own unfitness to cope with anxieties, or decide cn undertakings so im portant, in less than six years be contrived to dis solve their partoersbip-leaVing Walter, it is true but wreck of his property 1 ana yet gaining bis end without any violent rupturo or wordy qoar The cousins were opposite as light from dark ness. Walter Bingham's was a nature that would not swerve from the path of strict integrity for all the temptations of gain which could be ofler- ed him. His own heart hid saved him from many of the erils of an imperfect and even .corrupt education j but bis character had developed rather late, and all which was valuable he had learned since he became his owu master, and not a few of his early lessons bad he unlearned during that same period. He was now a great deal too self-reliant to be made the dope of any on. He bad married too and wedded with a gentle, loving woman, whose finely tempered mind responded to his highest principles and no ble aspirations. Both were devoid of vulgar am bition, both tested things by their reality ,and not by their seeming; and, as is ever the case in such unions, each fell from tbia mutual support firmer of heart for alt' high purposes than tbry, could hive been separately. One or two plans for re alizing an income without dipping into hw dimin ished capital bad oeen adopted by Walter Bing ham, and two or three years bad passed in these experiments without any very flattering degree of a. a a a a. t success; and ay toe autumn aay on wmca mey are introduced to the reader, the young couple were seriously thinking of emigrating to Austra lia. All in all to each other, there was no tie in England to make the step a painful one; and they knew-thatunderany sky tbeir-ewn- hearts could make a borne. Their simple dinner was soon over, and mean while Fanny learned how her huahand had been disappointed of seeing one man of business, and had to wait half-ah-bour for another, and how a stoppage of vehicles in one of the narrow great thoroughfares had impeded the cab be bad taken to save time, with half a.doxen disasters fully suf ficient to accout for his coming home just at the dinner hour,: instead of in time to take his wife a. 'pleasant walk prtviourlfr vTfce -rrw'ng' Shilly, so Fanny pioposed a fire ; and they drew their chairs closey nearlhe cneVrTuT WaieT' How one enjoys the first fire of the season ! (or for that matter one on a cold summers day) it real ly has an eihiliarating effect, something akin to real sunshine after gloomy weather.' And then Waller Bingham recapitulated the day's ad ven tures, and among other things, said I bare been haunted all day by the counten ance of a child I saw'this morning, and bare only this instant remembered of whom it is he remind ed me. You bare heard me speak of Lucy poor Lucy. You moan the poor servant girl who nursed you so tenderly through the fever when you were 1 a I do. Her who was driven from my uncle's bouse with the fiercest anger and in ibe deepest shame. Vain were all my after efforts todiscorer her fate, for I was but a powerless youth, and those abput me dirined that I felt grateful to the outcast, and pitied where they only scorned. Fallen as she was, there must have b- en much of tha angel left uncorrupled in lhat poor girl's soul. At the very time when desertion and infamy, and woman's sorest hcu,r of trial, were hanging. over her like the gatherings of a thundercloud, ready to dis charge its death bolt, she watched beside me with the tendernrsaof a sister. Yes, though they who were my kindred thought all was done: when a doctor was summoned and a hired nurse provided. BuTirwM the long night was always near, who could shake the pillows to a form and softness like no other; and from whose band the cooling drink seemed always most refreshing : and then when I used to grieve for the loss of her rest she would smile sadly and say, 'I cannot sleep let me stay here and be of use.' And often, when I lay between the fitful waking and dozing of sickness, have 1 seen her blue eyes, glistening with the tears which did not flow, raised to heaven as. if in silent sup plication ; wbilo her countenace bore a look of suffering I can never forget. And Just that look -just those blue eyes did I behold in the street to-day. ' But you said it was a child you saw replied the young wife, looking, perhaps involuntarily, towards a pretty little crib of basket work and pink s'lk, where slumbered a rosy little Waller. It was the mention of a child that hatf first aroused' her interest, touching some strange heart-chord, and to it she easily reverted again, eren from poor Lucy' well-know but tragic story. Not an infant; my lore,' returned Bingham, but a boy of some twelve or fourteen year, of age. I was endeavoring to make a short cut into Holborn, guiding my steps rather by the compass than by any recollection flf.the, map of London, when suddenly I found myself tVthe mi-Jst of a densely populated but evidently mor wretched neighborhood. - Lost in reverie.' Oh, do break yourself of that habit ; I am sure you will be run over-one of thesu days if y don't, interrupted the anxious Fanny, taking ber husband'a hand ; but he continued - I. believe I was first aroti?d from, my mu sings by the sensations of a change ; in the atmos phere to' something mofu - disagreeable ihas I had ever inhaled before. Close and fetid it was to an intolerable degree ; and no wonder when 1 looked on the scene around me. I was in the midst of dilapidated habiuttons, which yet seemed awar min with tenants, if I might judge from the throngs of balf-aiarred, half-clad, no washed crec- lures of boih sexes and of all ages, by whom 1 was surrounded. Men, brutalised I would fair, believe by ignorance, with a stolid look nnlighted by any gleam of intelligence, save that which to my mind is more revolting than idolism low cun ning ; women of demeanor as coarse, and using language as foul, as their companions, with long and bushy hair matted about their faces, and all both men and woman more or less idling, some lounging at doors and windows, smoking or quarrelling; and even where there was the pre tence of employment, it was conducted in so list less a manner that it could not be associated with Industry. The children, mimics ts they always are, re flected the scene around them ; yet though equally abject, rmaciated, and miserable, there was, on the whole, morel activity about them, more human intelligence they seemed only un dergoing the process of corruption the seal of utter, irremediable degradation waa not yet fixed. Still, eren in their play and how wonderful it is that such children should play at all ! there was the same animal selfishness to be traced ai that which seemed written on the adult counten ance, the same chuckle at. momentary auccess, and the same absence of all generous sympathy. . To all this, nowerer, there was an exception. Sitting on a door-step, at a little distance from' a ragged, dirty, noisy group of urchins, was the box 10 whom I allude. He had evidently been "WeJeprrig'fcitterlyrbHt there " wu r lull; iftertbef passion of tears, and his blue eyea were raised to the sky with an expression of hopeless misery I can never forget. It has haunted me all day ; and the very intensity with which at the moment, I tried to recall the likeness of my memory, rob bed me of the presence of mind or instinct ra ther which should have prompted me to ques tion the poor child. But I had little time for re flection ; almost at the instant,, a ruffianly-looking man came forward, and seizing the. boy with the 4&hofiiy!f a master, Wgaa ebtTi''tta his fist, as he half drove, -half -dragged him along. Amid ine storm oi imprecations which accom- , s-n-jjp.., , panied these proceedings, all I could understand was that the child had lost, or been robbed of a penny, wiih which he bad been intrusted to pay the postage of a letter. Strange, Fapny that I cannot forget that poor boy 11 ..CHAPTER SECOND. Winter had passed away; a long, cold winter: yet to the well housed, well clothed, well warmed, well fed many, a season of social, genial, or stu dious hours profitably passed, and pleasent to re member. In a well curtained, well-carpeted chamber, with the cheerful fire acting as tha magnet of the room and the book, or' the pencil, music's softening recreation and the . highest &nd most inexhaustible resources, of all, that rapid and suggestive interchange of thought, for which we want some more definite term than 'conver sation' it matters but little what the strife of the elements may be without; bow biting the wind or penetrating the rain, or death-dealing thr frost! Far differently the winter passes in the haunt of penury, or eren in the abodes of l e laboring poor. The resources which are jjst equal to meet the wants of summer, sorely fail in the hour of bitterer trial, wbeophisical suffering brings the inevitable train of moral degradations ; and the animal instinct of self-preservation asserts its do minion over every nobler faculty. It had been a winter of grer.t misery to the ve- ry poor i and a period of ib(Sje convulsions in the meicantile world which spread their eddies in ma ny widening circles. Walter Bingham bad not escaped their influence ; he was still without em ployment, & poorer than in the autumn, inasmuch that he had dipped for those months' support still deeper into his capital. But a heavier sorrow than this had fallen on the toung couple. Alas ! the little crib was empty ; the pallor of death had displaced the roses of health, and the new, life, so full of promise and freshness, had died out from thV earth, though so msny of the old and feeble, and loveless and wretched, still lingered behind. One of the solemn lessons, with which each day is life, that tell of the vanity of human expectations. ' v .; ' - The Bibghams bad quite decided on emigra tion, and bad completed nearly every preparation. Berths were even secured in a ship which would shor.ty sailrbut Walter had Kill buiine-saio :sot t!e with bis wily cousin. Though what the cal ender calls spring, it waa a chilly evening, h fact much such weather as belonging to opposite sea sons, strangely enough, sometimes recalls during onerthe other to mind ; and so like was it in its character to that day on which we first mtroduc ed Waller Bingham ;o the reader, he had been more than once irresistibly minded of it and its e rents. , He called on bis cousin on his return home, hoping finally to arrange the matter be tween them, in which there was a dispute aboot two or three hundred pounds. They were in ear nest conversation in a parlor fronting the street, and bad drawn near the window to examine some memorandums distinguished in Hhe deepening twilighi. " Suddenly r there was a noise in tha street abble. of mea and hoys, apparently drag- rging along some juvenfle offender and then a halt immediately before the bouse. In a moment Bingham recognized ia the culprit the child who bad interested bim so much six months be fore 1 . 1.. ; ' . ' To rash into the street, and lo rescue the hoy from the rough hands which grasped bim, prom tsmg to listen presently to any accusations, was the work of a few seconds ; and a similar act of impulse was to draw him into Mr, Shirley's dwel ling, Most poorly clad, dirty, ragged, meagre. miserable-Ioolnng to the last degree, the boy siil retained tw expression wich bad touched so Ill -. ' . m ' deeply in the heart of Walter Bingham. The Blue Eyes, gleaming through tears, from lime to time looked upwards as be answered Walter's questioningrtT How came you Into this trouble t be asked. I broke a window, said the boy. " Broke a window on purpose V' pursued his interrogator, , - ies; i. nave no borne 1 want to be sent to prison.' ; 1 ' ' 'fio home no parents!' continued 'Bing ham, j' .'. --; :' ;,: . . , ; I nerer bad, sobbed the boy. , 'I am a work house child; I was brought up at .VI work boose, , ; - But they have not turned you adrift into the atreeta, surely ?' . No; they put me out to a shoemaker. "Theii''w1ry" iM'yotf lioweletf tlsmmimKMmmM,t Because I sold i bit of leather for two pence, which I thought master bad thrown away I am sure I did' and here the boy broke into a torrent of tears. . ? Come, tell me all about it, said Bingham, in a kind voice, suspecting there was a story of op- flPGMion. f.o4 JrnjpiajHnB.to,beilVM ' He beat me for losing a penny, and said I stole it bat I never did,' sobbed tbe poor un fortunate, ' and then and then they called me a thief, and the boy a laughed at me, and asked me what I stole as as I never bud halfpence for play or for cakes and they would not belie ve me when 1 mid I was not a thief, and so I took the bit of .leather, uo4 I never had two-pence be fore. . And what did you do with the money V, 'Ibouatnuts'frfrthet'boys in the court.. 'But they sent me to prison for a thief, and wien T came oMtl hadnowhere to go master would not. let roe into bis bouse and so I broke the win dow to go back to prison ; for I won't be a thief, and what can I do ?' fVhut can I rfojOh, question so difficult for sages and legislators to answer; and one which cannever be satisfactorily solved "till "Charity walks more bravely abroad in the worldwith a hand ready to raisr up the fallen, and Hope Shines as God meaat it to shine a light to cheer and lead forward even the most wretched. Ab sorbed in the child's history, Bingham had not noticed his cousin; but now he looked up, and was almost alarmed to see that he had sunk into a chair, and that his countenance was of a deathlike had started at the expression of the blue eyes,' and when the boy mentioned the M : workhouse, his guilty conscience told him the rest. Bingham raised bis band to bis brow, as if he would sweep back a host of newer memories and recall, in all tbeii vividness the scenes of his boy hood. Lucy poor Lucy! is it not so!' he mur mured, appealing to bis cousin, who, with the characteristic cowardice of cruelly dragged bim into an adjoining room, and besought him in the most abject manner to keep his secret. Mean, craven souls always judge the nobler ones which they are unable to comprehend, by their own atandarLani.Shireyi picion that his cousin wonld use his newly acqui red knowledge as a means of terror and a threat over him. Charles Shirley had a shrewdish wife, with a fortune settled on berelf!' i ,. There was a terrible confession wrung from him by interrogations, and made in fear and trem bling. " . :- " : A false marriage, an awakening to shame, de sertion, and maternity, and death in a workhouse! JNot Tor your sake, not lor yours, exclaimed Bingham,1 uhh honest indignation, 'but for the memory of that suffering girl, but for the presen ce of those blue eyes', which watched over me in the hours of mortal sickness, I take tbe charge of Vour namless child. To the Southern Hemis phere, away from the land of bis birth, I him he is not yours togir. And when Fanny, hisdear, Fanny, she whose heart ever beat in unison with bis own, heard the tale, she wreathed her arms round her husband's neck in a jJroud and approving caress and looking down at her black garments and pointing tolhe empty crib, she murmured 'To be a substitute. at least a consolation. And the three are at this hour crossing the blue ocean ! May fair winds speed them on ibeir way, and a bright sky canopy their new home. The heart's promptings more often come straight from Heaven than that of the cool calculations of the head ; and I am dreaming a beautiful dream, of child-like affection, and unutterable gratitude'; of an approving conscience, and of fortune's gifts, which seem profuse lo tbem . of . few wants and simple pleasures'! ; '.-'';':'-;. : M 8am, do roa know any aong 1" " Vee I know two." What ro ; thry- JSarn f H? Pnc,'a -Oki -11 undml, and other oftM....'--' : : ; - lake Treatment of Children. We extract the following from Mr. Cobb's late work on corporal punishment: Few children are fully aware of the great im portance of education. Every parent and teacher should, therefore, make all reasonable exertions to convince his children or pupils of this by personal attention by private encoaragement. Tbe. minds of all children are not. equally devel oped, even under the same, or very nearly the same circumstances in life." How much less then when not equally farorable ! Many children bare theadrantagesof kind well-informed parents others have not. All these thincs should be weighed welt by the teacher xand a word of en couragement should be given, when needed. How much may be done by a kind word ! Those who are dull or behind others, either from having been neglected at home, or from any other cause, should be especially encouraged by the teacher. ' . Parents when the family is visited by etran gers, should, on introducing their children to them. say, " This is' master George, or mister William; or, miss Mary," as the Case may be ; and if it can be done, in truth, immediately add, and I. have also the pleasure of saying that be ia a very good boy," or - that she ia a very good girl." This will encourage the child to do well; and it will have more influence on the good conduct of the child during the riait of the strangers, than all tbe tbreatnings and whippings that could be inflicted. Children are naturally inquisitive. This should, in every reasonable and .suitable manner, be en couraged by all parents and teachers. The " bold your tongue," and the " children should be seen and not heard "aystem of education, are barbarous ones. Such a course will cause a child to become ifftdent, puerile, unmanly and discouraged.1, Praise and approbation are tbe very best means of encouraging children to do well, and form the strongest incentives to good action. A young lady of my acquaintance, who has harg of one of thedepartments in a boys school. in a neighboring city, states that a lady came to her school one morning with her son, about 12 years of age, who " had been suspended fromev-. anqy and other bad conduct." The mother said to hen hrw a very bad hoyt'-flfs father anJi t bare whipped him and whipped bim, but itdoes no ood. You will be obliged to punish him, he is so very bad." The young lady, immediately after the mother left the school room, said to the boyiin ,a veryJkind and affectionate manner (she was a cheerful and pleasant lady) M Charles, I wish you to go to Mr. s, in street, and take a letter for me ; and, as it is a ma'.terof some importance to me, I wish you to go and return as soon as you can without injury to yourself, and bring me an answer," " The boy then," aaid the young hidy, " raised his head, (which, up to that lime, bad been dropped down.) and smiled. He took the letter, and judging from the time he was absent, and from bis appearance when be re turned, he must have run all tbe way there and back. I complimented bim," said the young la dy," for the promptness, expressed fears that he bad injured himself in conseqience of running so fast, and thanked him for bis kindness in going for me ; with all of which he seemed highly pleased. I then gave him a seal in a class ; and, occasion ally, for several days, requested him to do errands for me ; and," she concluded by saying, that " I never had a belter bov in school than Charles was, during the eighteen, months which hp attended my school." This boy had, most probably, nev er received any encouragement to do well before. V u0h it's Lore!" The following extracts will show the definitions of lore, as given by some of the greatest of our poets: ' - love ituck bla barb deep in my quivering heart. And acting thua, ha played a barb-eroua part Hood. Wa I ever in lova 1 Ocb, aure, and waan'l I, Know all about the toft palaver Doean 1 1, ' Stale jour arm round ber neck, give a wink, perhapatwa. Take a kw. then a aqeexe, Ocb, hullaboo. Moore. To ait with her in aame ice-cream eatoon, 7"J' And feed together with a aingle apoon t ' To look into her eyea and whiaper " lovey," y While aha reapond With aching accent, " dovey." To place your band on heart, and feel it beat, Then tear it forth and daah it at bar feet. - Ah ! thi i love Byron. I knew a man, sir, who waa deep in love, And knocked bia beaver into a wheelbarrow ! And queationed cloaely, air, ha couldn't tell ' The difference 'twill a bootjack and a jackaaa. Pope. . - Sublime, it came refulgent in ita power., ru: A nd pounced upon her heart ; from thence, 1 Strange ia the conle,t,be wa there transformed. And never dieraed her baby 'do.ll again, Milton. Tia vary aweet ta tend a later patch f With her yoo love, and apada in hand , Unearth tha vegetable with a delve. To aee them roll luxuriant at her feet. Sapph Propagation of Thought. Who shall say at what point in the stream of time the personal character of an individual now on earth shalll cease to influence f A sentiment, a haoit of feeling, once communicated to another mind, is gone ; it is beyond recall ; rf it bore the stamp of virtue, it is blessing man and owned by heaven ; if its character was evil, vain tbe-ra morse that would revoke it, vain the gnawhig apx ieiy lbat would compute its mischief; its imme diate and to us vjsible, efft-ct oray solirte7rToT; hi remote bneV who f hall calculate.. j?bf ,oilk which Waves in oar toret to-day, owi its formTiri species, and iu tint to the acorn which droppf from ita remote ancestor, under whota shade pn ids worshipped. Human life extends beyoodl tbree-score yean and ten which bounds TtsTvW ble existence here." The spirit is rem'ored iati another region, the body is crumbling into dsuru tbe very nam is forgotten upon earth ; but litf mg and working still ia tbe influence generated W the moral features of hita wh hat M jstijea) passsed away. The charatters Of the (lead ir inwrought into those or the livingt tha feneriuoo below tbe sod formed that which now dwrlls and acts upon theearth.the ekisting generation is mobld mg that which will succeed knit distapt boated" .k.it :nk.:. .i... .- V:Ll' '.' '"' tj iuiiciii iur kiiaiBvirrrein; aiCO, we iq- fuae into our children to-day.1 jPfcni High Commiation. ' Connsels for the Yooof. Never be cast down by triffle. If a ' nidet breaks his thread twenty times twenty times will be mend it again. Make up your minds io SH i thing and you Will io 4. Fear not, if a trouble Cornea upon you 1 keep up your spirits, tbougfa the day be a dark on. . If the sun is going down, look op to the stare 2 if the earth is dark, keep your eyea on titirfin f With God's presence and Qod orosaiseiVa mail or a child may be cheerful. ' Mind what Vou run after NaWr- fa Mni.Mk with a bubble that will burst or 1 ftrewdpa1 tnal Will end in smoke and darknettv.. Get that which you can keep, and which is worth keepinr.' rignt nara against nasty temper. A spark may set a house on fire. A fit of passion may give you cause to mourn aU ihe fiyTeTynarllfeV Never revenge an injury. If you have an enemy, act kindly to Lira and make bim your friend. Yoo may not win !m over at once, but try again. Let one kindaeast be followed by another, till you. hare computed " your end. By little and little great things1 ara' completer ; and so repeated kindneu will loften heart of stone, i Whatever you do, do it willingly, A boy that is whipped to school never learns his leseon well.' A man that 4 CoftipeJIed to kqiU cares net how bad it is performed. He that pulla off bis coat xheetfuflyi strips up his sleeves in- eimesv and ' stop; while be works is the man for me. - Evil thoughts are worse enemies than lions and tigers, for we can keep out -of the way of wild beasts, bat bad thoughts win tLeir way tfeff -where. The cup that . ia full will hold no more 1 keep your head and hearts full of good thoagbuV that bad thoughts may find no room to entefV Dr. Cbanning says, " Poetry, far from injuring society, is one of the great instruments of its re- fine men t and exaltation. It lifts the mind abovf ; ordinary life, gives it a respite front depressing cares, and awakens the! consiooanel' of &fffflna22SS ty with what ia pure and noble. In its legitimata and highest efforts, it has the same tendency and aim with Christianity; that is, to spiritualize our nature. Poetry has a natural alliance with oar best affections. Its great tendency and purpose is, to carry tbe mind beyond and above the beat en, dusty, weary, walks of ordinary life, ta lift it into a purer element, and to breathe into k mora profound and generous emotion. It resells to Of the loveliness of nam re, I brings back the freab ness of early feeling, revives the relish of simpla pleasure, keeps unquenched the enthusiasm which warmed the spring-time of our Wug, re fines youthful love, strengthens our interest in hu manTil and loftiest feeling, spreads our sympathies over all classes of society,' knits ur by new iea waa) universal being, and through the brightness of ft, prophetic visions, helps faith to lay bold on tbo future life." ' 1 ... WHiijj -rr..v Erring Brother. . Would you throw a brickbat at a friend wber had fallen overboard I . Would you gather stones and pile on a bank that had fallen on a brother f Would you throw a keg of powder to a friend who had fallen in the fire I Then why heap words of reproach upon him who bad erred from the path of duty ! W hy denounce bim and spurn him from your presence f Can you be a stran ger to the human heart you who have so often, fallen ! . - He cannot know the human heaft, ( u: Who. when a weaker brother arr . 1 Instead of acting Merey' part, Eachbaa malignant paaaion atira, Hanih word and epithet but prove .1 That he himaelf ia in tha wrong . That firat he neede a brother' love To nerve hi bear! and guide hi tongua, Ishmacl. One cannot but feel an interest in (hmael figuring him to be a noble of nature one of thoae heroes of the wilderness who lived 00 tbe product of bis how, and whose spirit was nursed and ef ercwed among the wild adventurers of the life that he led. And it doea solten our conception of him whose hand was against every man, and every man's hanrTagainsi bim, when we read of I the influence of his mother over bim, in the de ference of Ishmael to whom we read another ex ample of the respect yielded to females even in that so called barbarous period of the worfd. There was civilimtiorr,.the immediate : ff-ct of religion, in these days; from which mea feU away ea the worldg re w older
The Greensboro Patriot (Greensboro, N.C.)
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March 18, 1848, edition 1
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