111"-! Cilia' lirjifiitiifrat. CONDI'CTEI) HY 1,11,1AM I,(NN. Voaing ¥,,ay a]).arityof rea soning, may wo not maiiUaiii that girls are at least equal to boys in mind ? And now, I want you not to mind what the bovsmay say, hut write, write—^aiul all your coni- mimicntions shall receive due attention from one w'lio wislies to innkc a friend of all the young ladies 'vv ho read Tlii Drop. point its colleague Death to thy little home stead, and take thence sonic cherished re lation—a brother, a sister, or perhaps the mother that sits beside thee so cozilv No, you ha'vo not; you have only thought that the happiness you now enjoy is immu- tahle, subject only to an increase by the different stations which y'oii may occupy in afterlife. If so, it is well with you, Be fore you i? a broad cloudles.s future, inters spersed with bright stars, whose silvery voices beckon you onward; anej. radiant with till' kind smiles and dhecring words of dear kindred behind you, you hear nothing, save the gentle ripplings of that stream of ! happiness upon wliicli ypu have just em- barke.'l, while aLuiy,',:.;'ypjjVi-ound, you halmv for the necessary wants of a large family. Kate, his eldest daughter, directed his household affairs, made and mended the gar ments for the younger children, gave them the best instruction in her power, and in short, seemed more to the motherless ones like a mother, than sister. Laura was a sunny-haired, dark-eyed little girl, and of a very affectionate nature, though, like all children, with faults, yet when she had done wrong she lyas ney er ashamed to confess it, and to ask forgivepe.ss Remember, my young friends, aisvavs so to do. The best of books says, “ confess your faults one to another.” How Avell I remember i.ayj'.a Styles, as zep '•mVrs wJntojvei' • glides' vionJ s .Ijut Tnuist not foi-g.'t to’.. i; you iKatfor i , , n • •' i ’ 1" I T» fis A'oiu'^ Oi-irk ^'Jicltjs - iViitiv lovAVcird convemence, and to save my blushes I liar e ■' ,, , ^ .u, j-iacig, ,j 11. .■..i 1 .• 1 , Tersevera-.co and Industry, work the oar?, had to use a little deception. .Lilian Linn I mown, , , , , . , I Dope snovv's Hi.- way, wlule tsueocs.s, sweet IS not my true name—ilionn-ii I e ii.l, i i ■ she stood . .vyh'-w A wafi weflger'.'aLii glassing a ,-ipw riaD,’at her v iiQuse.— . ;l had long .... iv.de, and hacltbcn leaimed j bloom, m each pi llil'ii the cause of their greatness and goodne.ss, how many would tell us, that they owed their preservation from vice and ruin to the gentle influence of a dear sister. When tempta'tion’s slimy voice sought to lure them from the path of rectitude, when profanity and licentiousness threw around them their siren spell, when their principles were inadequate to repel the attacks of vice, the prayes and gentle words of a sister sav ed them. Reader, if God has blessed I'ou with a sister, oh! treasure the precious gift, with all the fondness and love your heart is ca pable of, or if you be a sister, exercise the influence you possess in behalf of the broth er; if he err, seek by kind words and en treaties to reclaim him, he is susecptiblo of your power ; of all persons, you liave his confidence and affection; there is none of his associates, that he would not sooner .abandon than you; no enjoyment or place of resort, that he -would not forsake, at your afl’eotionate entreaty. Guide him then, point him the path lo honor and happiness, and by your tender influence keep him in it. For our )>art, we hRss God at this mo- iTieiit, that he has given'us a sister, who, at the beginning and closq of each day, sends to the “ Father of file fatherless” a praj'er for us; and he would be hardened indeed, could we hurl ourselves to ruin, while a lov ed sister was* pleading for the salvAtion of our soui. S. S. The JjSi!S|rJsag«j Flower.*,. Flowers live and bloom over ail the earth. Sbme dwell on the mountain-side, and lend their fragrance to the roving breeze, whilst others grace the rill rippling at,its foot. Some “ wastd their SAveetiiess on the desert air,” while others bloom and fade in shady dell or unknown nook. The poor man’s out is encircled with those of the rich est hue. others arc with teiidorest care rear- I ed m some fair garden. They .c’w'- their beauteous forms the gild the valley, and even along road, spine of their brigh* *' io gl;j4^WLWt'V-"'r- 1 pare- not > of bright A’irtue's path, and the Clematis tells of mental beauts'. Beauty and inno cence are the crowns Avhieh .adorn the Dai sy’s head—elegance and digiiitv the Dah lia’s. Youthful gladness play.s in the Crocus’ lace, and the AnemonieD beams ^vith anti cipated pleasure. The Daily liose speaks of levity, the Damask of youth. The White Rose of sadne.ss, but the ro.se variegated tells all to be merry. The Grass tells of liappinp.ss in poverty, and the Fir of firm ness. 'rhe Nasturtion wears the patriot’s smile, the Oak rai.ses its head in bravery and humanity, and the Amaranth tells of immortality. Floxvcrs are baiuitiful to look upon : their fragrance, how delightful! Add to beauty amifi-agrance Ihpirpmhiems, and they become the brightest gifts of Nature, I hope, before thi.s year shall pass, that each litfie reader will undergtand their language | and may “ Yolir hear.li- be as pure, Your cheeses as brigiu, As the reses of Spring.” Lilian feels that she shoiild make spme apology to the readers of The Dew Drop for the bad niaimer in which she has per formed her part in the present Nq. Her ex- cu.se must be her inexperience, and the hgste in' which .she was compelled to prepare the matter .she presents to-day. She hopes to improve by practice, and by the assistance she is confident of receiving from others, to do mucli better in the future. [For the gratification and ainu.si'ment of our t'omig IViends, we open this depart ment of our jiajicr, and im ite all w'ho arc di.sposcd to contribute riddles, chai"’ ’ eiiignias, aiiagram.s, &e. AA''e h r original to jires'ent under, tin present, number, bu* ’ matter as to our though I almost wish ,i -.i , , ,, , „ i oucooss, .stands lyitli open arms and smiling rJv as 1 love the old fa- , . countenance lo welcome It into port, it Any adopted mime, is i -- . .i r ■ .i i i Dave we not thus laintl}' imoturod the it ivas ; for as d mily cognoiiiei), yet Any adopted mime, is ^ giicli .an improvement on the euphony of i the real title ihat I am .'ilmo.st in love with it, though I liave worn it only a few hours. By this name I will be known as the con ductor (it comes so queer to say editor) of the (.lirls’part of this piqier. Yoi; may call me Cousin Lilian, or iSi.ster Inli.an, but do, tdirls, don't cad me A:unt Lilian; for you know how bad v'c hate lobe called liy any name that smacks of age, mid some how .rt«)i( always brings to my iiiiiid tliorec.d- lection of two or three, old maids, who were always called by myself and schoolmates Aunts. Yes; there, was Aunt Lizzie, and Aunt Mattie, aiij 4mit Mary—^dear good ereatures they were loo, and none the worse, Sir Scorncr, liy being old maids.— But I am not .going into a defense of a much abused jiorfion ol' our sex jiist here ; but if any body over says aught against them in thp.se eolmrins, Lilian will be heard from- -and I ea.ii as.sure young men, .and old bae.helor.s too, that she is not an old maid yet. AVell, Girls, when yon wi.sh to coiTimuiii cate anything f.o 'Fhe Dew Drop, you must direct your letters to “ Lilian Lin.x,” in care, of Mr. .F. M. Paul, Wa.dcsborougli, ! and drop them in the postoOi'oe, and thev j will come safe lo myb!uid,s ; and 1 promise i you that your articles shall not go into the Iiands of the printer until they are ca-reful- 1copied iiy me, and arranged for publica tion. And nqw, f must bring my first little talk lo a close, hoping we uili be more pleased with each other as our acquahitaiice ad vances ; aufj that through you 1 may be in troduced to all the young girls of our good old mother Slate. 1 expect lo have manv nice little chats with you in I'uture, and will promise to be a regular vi.sitor to all who desire my company. course of some of our fair readers. Mail}' a heart will heat a responsive af firmative. But, different ‘-young ladies” have dlfler- eiu ideas with regard to happiness. We know some who think they are happy, be cause, firstly, they are blessed with an or dinary share of good looks; secondly, be cause they are jiermitted by indulgent par ents, on pleasant afternoon.s, lo “fi.e up” And take a walk past ajl the "Boy’s Schoob,” thirdi}', because flieir parents have reduced the suppily of tlie table in order to secure the services of Proff. De Humbugge, for the purpose of inculcating in their daugliler the. most approved stylo of murdering music, secundum arlem. under the guise of half day Italian Operas; Overtures and sentimental Negro songs; and lastly, because they are allowed to walk in thin clotliirig and slip- per.s, of a cold night, to the Ball room, en dangering their lives for the silly purpose of “whirling around” once or twice with the “handsomest fellow in the room” who nev er goes to the Barbers, because be keeps ! his whiskers in the drawer of his toilet, and has to wear a flesh colored “half mask,” to hide Ids enormous nose. And then, again, we are acquainted with .some who love to stay at home, (noiwith- standing the, “invitation” to the next “Ball,” sent by the “handsome fellow,” lies upon the table) to cheer the declining days of an aged parent, who watched ov- r and took care of them in their. intaiicy, provided all their her true v orth, and as tfie di.-la.,'t).qe yvas not very great »'hich seperated '4)r homes, V'e often met. .Tiisi ii^forc liiimer one day, Laura came info the room where I was sitting, looking a.s bright and happy as a bird. iSlig was neatly dressed in a new frock which her sister had that morning completed, and her hair was smoothly comb ed above licr sunny forehead. In a little while she asked permission to join her cousin who was playing in the yard with her broth ers, and as that was granted, I did not sec Laura again for some time. Now Laura had no sister near her own age to play with, so it was not surprising tliat she bec.nme somew hat rude and bois terous when with her playmates in the yard. After having a grand game at ball, the little girl proposed to look in the bai"';. for eggs, so away they ran to hunt them up’ in the manger,s, over the corn .stacks, and:.,:. .,Yays pluck this flower and remem- upon {he hay mow.s. j'ber its emblem, thinking that in a future Although Kale had charged Laura not to j hour 1 may be neglected and forgotten. ULsenbed on their emerald loi. re.ad some emblem written by Nature, and disoovc'iied by the'- ofinan. They each have ,ala.! “ if understood by the liitle ix A'isitor, they would oft with them in their morning-walks or evening rat-,- As cp!d VVintcr leaves the ea’-fh, and joi OILS Spring trips down the v.alc, the flowo that first springs in her footsteps is the little I Forget-me-iiof, and aS its name, so is its em blem : it is of a lender and fragile form, and begs the children of earth to forgot it not, but to remember it is first to break the un- furrowed soil, and cheer bright Spring with its bloom. “ Each dew-drap on its inonung leaves, Is eloquent as tearri, 7 liat whisper when young pasbici: grieves . . '•■M’Vor one beloved alar, and weaves " Ills dreams of hopes and fears, ■ ,, Forget me not.” Good night ! Lilian, Fiilsehood hath often a goodly outside. The devil can quote .Scrijitiire to suit his piirposc.s, and generally gels you to believe ho is a .saint before ho shows his face. An evil souf prodiieirig holy witnc.ssos ii like a goodly ajiplc rotten at the hc.irl. climb the ladde’;s, and to be careful of her new frock, stiil tlie tViougkilless child was the first to propose pp ascent to the highe.st mow in the barn ; froip her piemory had faded the words of her eldest sister. They found several dozen of eggs, there, and in glee were they all descending the ladder, when Laura’s foot slipped, and she fell upon some straw below'. She was very fortun ately not injured seriously, but was so much frightened that she did not observe till in the hali the great rent in the pretty dross Kate had been so long in finishing for her. What a sight was Laura when she again came is.to the room w here we wore sitting, her face and eyes red and swollen with crying, and her dress tumbled, dirtied, and wants, protected them from injury, and stood torn. She buried her face in her sister’s beside Ihoir bed-side, when the breast heav ed with the wranglings of inward disease. , lap, and in broken accents told the story of her wrongbeliavior, and the accident which W’ho lend a heedjess ear to the dictates ; had befallen her. She seemed truly sorry of fashion, nor stoop to the gratification of the cravings of a corrupted pride; who per form simple and touching melodies upon the Piano for the amusement of the family, and who do not screw up their faces into all kinds of fashionable (but ridiculous) smiles, and wait five minutes and a half, (the allotted time, if we err not) w'hen ask ed “to plif}',’.' and, above all, wc admire that young lady who, actuated by jirinciple, marks out lier own course, hepdles.s of tiie usage of a false and imperfect society, and that she had been so careless and disobedi ent, and promised to be so no more. Laura ha,s now grown up into maiden hood, but she has never forgotten that af ternoon’s lesson, and as long as life is gran ted her, will never cease to love and thank fliat eldest sister for all her kind instruc tions and unocuiplainiug forbearance. Let all older sisters be, like her, kind and forbearing to the younger ones, that there may be perfect confidencii between them. The next that spring in the footstep.s of their queen, are the A’iolets, blue and white, emblems o.f modesty and faithfulness,—then the spreading fields of Oats blown by the breeze of Spring, xvhisper music, music ; and the sweet William, rising up here and there, bid.s us smile and rejoice. The fields of Wheat war-e v illi prosperity, and the Pine speaks of time and philosophy. Whilst the Passion-floAver is talking of religious I'ervor, and the Snowball of heavenly thoughts, the language of the white Lily is purity, and that of tlie Flowering-roed of confidence in Heaven, And when you see the -while .lasmine ar rayed in her robe of amiability, and her sis ter the yellow Jasmine in grace and ele gance, the Hyacinth purjile droop,s her l;{iad in sorrow, and the Harebell in grief. W’hile tlie Hawthorn is encircled by the bright bow of hope, and the Magnolia, Nai ture’s lover, bids us look 'lQ Nature’s God, the Cypress droops her head in despair, and the Columbine is bowed by desertion. The A’oi'k and Lancaster Rose tells us of the din of war—the Tulip-tree, of fame. The Sweet-brier is clad in simplicity, the Olive in peace. Domesti.c hajipiness is the Hol ly’s theme, fraternal love the Woodbine’s, —devotion the Helitropc’s, remembrance the Rosemary’s. The Wild Grape tells of mirth, the Willow of mourning. The Lau rel wears a wreath culled from the charms And that was willi Noali atloal in the alK. My is tliree pounds and niy lengtii is a inilo, And when I'm di.scovered, yon'I! say ivilii a smile, My first and iiiy last are llio host in llie Isle. Tlie following Is a very pretty and cor rect floral enigina, taken from the Youth’s Cabinet. W ill some ot onr IVicniLs rub up their knowledge ol Botany and send us an answer 1 . I a.m a sentence of twenty-five le1ter.s. My IT 4 11 18; is a flower 'd hich -jiypson- ates our Saviour. My 10 5 11 2, is the national emblem of the .French. M!y 12 1 10 If) 14, is a flower beautiful though de- spi.sed. My 3 18 22 8, is a large fa.inily ol plants, My 21 18 5 G, is a part of the plant essential to the perfection-of the seed. My 24 18 18 12, is an.orgiin to tiie nrotec- tion ol \vhich all floral org'an.s seem adopt ed. My 7 8 18 G 4 8 18, is one of the ear liest flowers of spring. My 25 18 8 8 13,’ is a medicinal hefb.-i My It! 20.9, is a for est tree. iVJy 0 4 8 19 8 12 17 10 23, is one' of the classes in. Botany, Mv whole is contained in the Bible. Here is another riddle, or charade, which we find floating- along in our.exchanges. W^e copy it, and hope some of our rhym ing friends may send us an aiisvyer in verse. ‘ My first to all tliat is lovely lays claim, Our mollicrs aud sisters are called by this name j ’Tis also a market where treasures are sold Of ali sorts and kinds for silver and gold. 'riie judge on the bench, tlie boy at hb play. Must bewdial it is, or he’ll rue the day. My second’s a letter, ’tis in every ones eye. You’ll gues.s what it is as soon as you try. My whole is a being can do what he. pleases, Sometimes it docs good, and sometimes ittcases^ Takes all sorts of shapes, is of all sorts of sizes. And strange arc the -capers it often devises. At least so they say—I never saw one, }3ut one Mr. Shakspeare who is pretty well kno-ivn, (Mis writings areprintod) such beings has seen, lie describes thehi so well—Do you guess what I mean 7 A pretty enigma i.s the following, copied from the Baltimore Sun. It is very eas'.'. In a garden tliere strayed A beautiful maid. As fair as the flowers in the morn 5 'fhe first hoar of her life Siie was made a wife, And she died bofoie she vMts bora.