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FAITH. . *The Lord stood with me and strengthened me. O say not thou art left of God,
Because his tokens in the sky
To teach thee he was ever nigh.
Nathaniel con his sacred lore; Shouldst thou the closet seek, unscen
He enters through th' unopen'd door. And when thou liest, by slumber bound,
Outwearied in the Christian fight, In glory, girt with saints around,
He stands above thcc through the night. When friends to Emmaus bend their course,
He joins, although he holds their cyes; Or shouldst thou feel some fever's force,
He takes thy hand, he bids thcc risc.
And prison thee upon the sca,
The shore is gain'd, and thou art free.
HYMN. From the recesses of a lowly spirit My humble prayer ascends-0 Father, hear it! U psoaring on the wings of fear and meekness, Forgive its weakness. I know, I feel, how mean and how unworthy The trembling sacrifice I pour before thee; What can I offer in thy presence holy, But sin and folly? For in thy sight, who every bosom viewest, Cold are our warmest vows, and vain our truest, Thoughts of a hurrying hour; our lips repeat
them, Our hearts forget them. We see thy hand-it leads us, it supports us; We hear thy voice-it counsels and it courts us; And then we turn away-and still thy kindness Pardons our blindness. And still thy rain descends, thy sun is glowing, Fruits ripen round, flowers are beneath us blow
ing, And, as if man were some deserving creature, Joys cover nature. Oh, how long-suffering, Lord! but thou delightest To win with love the wandering-thou invitest, By smiles of mercy, not by frowns of terrors, Man from his errors. Who can resist thy gentle call-appealing To every generous thonght and grateful feeling? That voice paternal, whispering, watching ever, My bosom?-never. Father and Saviour! plant within that bosom These seeds of holiness--and bid them blossom In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal, And spring cternal, Then place them in those everlasting gardens, Where angels walk, and seraphs are the wardens; Where every flower that creeps through death's
dark portal Becomes immortal.
Sir John Bouring.
I WILL.' We like that strong, robust expression. No one having uttered it sincerely was ever a mean, cringing man. The pigmies of the world did not trouble him. He speaks, and the indomitable will prevail. His enemies fall before him. He rides forth a conqueror. Would you be great? Would you be distinguished for your literary or scientific attainments? Look not mournfully at your lot, but with 'I will' breathing upon your lips, and bursting from a great heart, you cannot but prevail. Show us the man that never rose higher than a toad-stool, and whose influence died with his breath, and we will point to you a cringing wretch, who trembled at the approach of a spider, and fainted beneath a thunder-cloud. Let the fires of energy play through your veins, and if your thoughts are directed in the right channels, you will yet startle the slumbering universo.
What men want, is not talent, but purpose; in other words, not the power to achieve, but the will.- A man without care
very seldom without trouble.-Every vice figh's against nature.
He that is taught to live upon little, owes more to his father's wisdom, than he that has a fu tune left him does to his father's care.
WHERE DOES THE DAY BEGIN? At whatever period usc may have determined the moment of a day's commencement, whether from sunset or sunrise, from twelve at midnight or twelve at noon, the week day (Sunday, Monday, &c.) commences earliest in the East, where the sun rises, and latest in the West, in the direction of his setting. Sunday at London begins, in any such conventional mode of reckon. ing, always one hour earlier than, for instance, on the east coast of Iceland, on a meridian fifteen degrees west of London, whereas Sunday begins at Bornholm, in the Baltic, fifteen degrecs cast of London, one hour earlier than at London. So, also, when it is noon in London, it is six o'clock in the evening at Calcutta, and six in the morning of the same day at New Orleans, because these places are a hundred and cighty degrees apart; and London is intermediate, being ninety degrees distant from both. The result, then, is, that Monday at Bornholm begins whilst it is still Sunday at London, and this discrepancy lasts one hour. At Calcutta, Monday begins six hours earlier than in London, and has alrcady advanced twelve hours at Calcutta before the day has commenced at New Orleans. The commencement of the day is, therefore, on no fixed spot, like the zero of longitude and latitude, but varies with every meridian. Wero the diurnal motion of the earth suspended indefinitely, the day would be of indefinite duration, and would be assignable to fixed points of tho earth's surface, as would the night also.
LOVE OF CHANGE. Both in subjects of the intellect and the scnscs, it is to be remembered that the love of chango is a weakness and imperfection of our nature, and implies in it the state of probation. And it will be found that they are the weakest-minded and the hardest-hearted men that most love variety and change; for the weakest minded are those who both wonder most at things new, and digest worst things old; and the hardest hearted are those that least feel the endearing and binding power of custom, and hold on by no cords of affection to any shore, but drive with the waves that cast up mire and dirt.-Ruskin.
Tosee the perfection of Dutch cleanliness, BROECK AND ITS VICINITY.
or village life run mad, the strangershould Nothing can exceed the vivid colours visit the renowned Broeck, in Waterland, of the country-houses one meets in this as the district is properly termed in which region. The brightest of greens, the it is situated, on the shores of the Zuyder gayest of reds, the richest of blues, cover Zee. From Amsterdam the grand ship their surfaces. They are generally se- canal, which extends for nearly fifty miles parated from the road by the ditches to the Texel, will be seen en route, and which form a sort of network over the a four-mile drive deposits the stranger at landscape, and the proper way of reaching the entrance of the village. There he must them is indicated by a wooden door, re- alight and walk over the village, for all gularly built up and standing alone- carriages and horses are forbidden to enter made, in fact, for making's sake on the this paradise of cleanliness. It is recorded edge of the ditch. You cross the wooden that the Emperor Alexander was obliged bridge and enter the farm. The pastu- to take off his shoes before entering a rage, upon which so much depends, is house. A pile of wooden sabots at the stacked close by the house, and is gene- doors testify the usual custom of its inrally built up round a strong pole, to habitants. The rage for 'keeping all prevent its dispersion in a stormy wind, tidy' has even carried its inhabitants so which sometimes unmercifully sweeps far as to tamper with the dearest of a over the flat lands. As they are finished, Dutchman's treasures—his pipe; for it is they are surrounded by other poles, sup- stipulated that he wear over it a wire porting a moveable roof, which is drawn network, to prevent the ashes from falldownwards as the stack is consumed, and ing on the footpaths; these are conso it is sheltered while any remains. The structed of small coloured bricks, arfarmhouse will strike the stranger most ranged in fancy patterns, and are sonicforcibly by the solid comforts it cxhibits, times sanded and swept in forms liko the rich massive furniture it contains, those we have described in dairies. Nothe looking-glasses, in ponderous carved thing can exceed the brightness of the frames, and the heaps of rich old Japanese paint, the polished coloured tiles on the and other china, which abound everywhere roofs, or the perfect freedom from dirt -an evidence of the former trade of the exhibited by the cottages, which look country, once so exclusively and prosper- like wooden Noah's arks in a genteel toyously carried on.
shop. The people who live in this happy But the wonders of the farm are the valley are mostly well off in the world, dairies; here they revel in cleanliness, and have made fortunes in trade, retiring sprinkling the stalls of the stables with here to enjoy Dutch felicity. The pasnow-white sand, stroked with a variety vilion and garden of one rich old clergyof ornamental geometric figures by the man, Mynheer Babber, has long been broom, when the cows are away; and a theme of admiration. The good man when these are present, they are as care- revelled in a caricature of a garden, in fully attended to as if they were children, which he had sunk much money: and at their tails being hung in loose strings to his death left a will by which it should the ceiling, lest they should dabble in the be kept up. This is no inexpensive thing mire! When the cold season sets in, the in Broeck, for, owing to the boggy nature animals are protected in the fields by a of the soil, it continually requires attencoarse sacking fastened over their backs, tion and renovation. In this garden and the milkmaids are paddled lazily up are crowded summer-houses and temples the stagnant canals that pass round each of every fanciful style yet 'unclassified.' field, until she lands on the square patch Plump Dutch divinities stare at wooden of swanıpy grass, achieves her labours, gets clergymen, who pore over wooden books into her boat, and is pushed and paddled in sequestered corners; while wooden by a stout swain, pipe in mouth, to the sportsmen aim at wooden ducks rotting next rectangular plot, until her pails are in the stagnant water. The climax of sufficiently filled when she is pushed gently absurdity is reached at a small cottage, towards the farm. There is no use in constructed in the garden, to show how hurrying a Dutchman, he does all things the country folks make the money.' leisurely; anxiety on your part will only You enter, and your guide disappears as make him more perseveringly stolid, and rapidly as a Dutchman can, and leaves irritation more obstinately immoveable. you to contemplate a well-furnished room,
with abundance of crockery, an immense engraved; bunches of light gold flowers clock, and a well-stored tea-table, at which hang at each side of the face, and pins sit two wooden puppets as large as life; and rosettes are stuck above them. the old man smoking his pipe, and pre- It would seem as if a Dutchman really paring the flax, which the old woman loved the ponderons, for nowhere else spins, after the field labours are over. may be seen the weighty wooden carriages All the movements of these figures are in which they delight to drive along the made by clock-work, worked by the in- country roads; they are solid constructions visible gardener, and concealed under the of timber, elaborately carved and painted, floor, In former times the good lady resting on the axles, and never having hummed a song; but her machinery being springs—which, indeed, are not so essennow out of order, the stranger is only tially necessary as with us, owing to the greeted on his entrance by some spasmo- softness and flatness of the roads. The dic yelps from a grim wooden dog, who guide-posts are equally massive, and the always faithfully keeps watch and ward outstretched hands with stumpy fingers at her feet.
which point the route to be taken, seem In Broeck, no one enters a house by to be made for future generations. The the front door, nor is any one seen at a wooden shoes of the peasantry make the front window. The front of a house is foot the most conspicuous part of the where the 'best parlours' are, which are body, and insure slowness; while in some sacred to cleanliness and solitude. Ir- places the horses are provided with a broad ving's description of such an apartment patten strapped across the foot, and makis rigidly true: 'the mistress and her ing their movements as measured and confidential maid visited it once a-week, sedate as their masters.' The tenderness for the purpose of giving it a thorough with which they look after their beasts, cleaning, and putting things to rights; and comb and plait their tails, shows no always taking the precaution of leaving necessity for a 'Society for the Preventheir shoes at the door, and entering de- tion of Cruelty to Animals' in Holland. voutly on their stocking-feet. After Their solicitude for their cows we have scrubbing the floor, sprinkling it with already noted; and the number of their fine white sand, which was curiously charitable institutions is so great, that stroked into angles, and curves, and poverty or want ncver meets the eye of rhomboids; after washing the windows, a traveller. There is a well-fed comfort rubbing and polishing the furniture, and pervading all classes, and a scrupulous putting a new bunch of evergreens in neatness and order over the whole counthe fireplace, the window-shutters were try, the result of a constant cheerful inagain closed' to keep out the flies, and dustry, which scarcely asks for rest. the room carefully locked up till the revolution of time brought round the
VILLAGE BARBERS. weekly cleaning-day.' The people of We have gotten a new barber in the Broeck always enter their houses by village. It is a good thing to have a barback doors, like so many burglars; and ber in the country. You hear all the to insure the front door from unholy news, all the weddings, the engagements, approach, the steps leading up to it are the lawsuits, and other festive matters in removed, never to be placed there but his aromatic shop. Our former Master when three great occasions open the Nicholas has left us suddenly— Maestro mystic gate, and these are births, mar- Nicolas quando barbero del mismo pueriages, and funerals; so that to enter blo.' We miss him very much. I used a Dutchman's house by that way is in- to admire his long and learned essay upon deed an 'event.'
the 'uman air. The uman air, for want The country girls generally wear plain of capillary attraction, could not maintain caps; but the richer farmers' daughters, its place upon the unan ead without the particularly in North Holland, are ex- united juices of one undred and fifty-five tremely fond of a display of the precious vegetables.' So long as he devoted himmetals in their head-dress. Pins of gold, self to procuring the necessary vegetables
, to which heavy pendants hang, and elabo- and hung his argument upon a hair, he rated ear-rings, frequently appear, and did very well. It was pleasant to doze occasionally the hair is overlaid entirely under his glib fingers and his vegetable phiby thin plates of gold covered with lace; losophy. But, unfortunately, he got into the forehead banded with silver richly | politics. Barbers usually have excitable temperaments. The barber of our village think of the future. One day, among became the softest of the softs. He was others, he happened to have met a reready to argue with anybody and every- pulse from three houses, and thought of body, in his 'garden of spices.'
going back fasting to his night quarters, One day, while I was under his tuition, when, on his way through St George's at the end of a prolonged debate with one Place, he made a halt, and stood motionof his sitters, by way of clinching his point, less and melancholy before the house of he did me the honour of tapping me twice an honest burgess. Is it possible that upon the cranium with the back of his for want of bread he must give up his hair-brush. “Sir,' said he (tap), 'I tell studies, and return to work with his you that is so' (heavy tap). In conse- father in the mines of Mansfeld ? All at quence, I predicted his speedy downfal. once a door opened, a woman appeared Sure enough, he laid a wager that his on the threshold; this was the wife of candidate wonid have a majority in our Conrad Cotta, the daughter of the burgovillage over all the rest of the candidates, master of Ilefeld. Her name was Ursula, and the next election only gave his can- and the chronicles of Isenac call her the didate two votes. Next day qur barber pious Shunamite. This pious Shunamite was missing. Public Vandalism had had more than once observed young Marcrushed him.
tin in the assembly of the faithful, and We have procured a new barber. He had been struck with the soft tones of is in the dyeing line of business. It is his voice and by his devotion. She had the colour, not the quantity, of hair that heard the harsh words that had been adengages all bis lubricating efforts. To dressed to the poor scholar, and seeing convert the frost of age into a black or him standing at her door, rapt in sad rebrown scalp, is the highest ambition of his flections, she beckoned him to enter, and genius. Not only that; he anticipates set before him wherewithal to satisfy his time, and suggests preventive treatment hunger. Conrad approved of the kindto younger men. To me he is excessively ness shown by his wife, and was so taken tiresome.
with young Luther's society, that he some I have bought me a new dog:- a snow- days after made him an inmate of his white terrier, with rose-coloured ears and house. From that moment there was no paws. She is as white as a new-plucked cause to fear for his studies; all necessity cotton, or Februarý clouds. All our other for returning to the mines of Mansfeld, dogs, Jack, Zack, and Flora, are black; and burying the talent which God had Juno, by contrast
, looks strikingly white. given him, was removed. When he knew One day I found four black dogs under not what was to become of him, God the porch. Of the four, I should say Juno opened to him the heart and the door of was the blackest. She had been to the a Christian family. Very different now barber's on a visit, and he had given her was the life of Luther; enjoying a calm a coat of his confounded Praxiteles bal- existence, with neither cares nor wants sam. Now she is growing out of it; but to trouble him, his mind became more her present appearance is so repulsive, serene, his character more sprightly, that the other dogs will not associate with and his heart more open. He became her. Some day I mean to give that bar- more ardent in prayer, his thirst for ber a talking about the matter.
knowledge increased, and his progress
was rapid. To literature and the sciences LUTHER'S YOUTH.
he added the charms of the arts; for At Isenac, as at Madgeburg, the scholar, these, too, were then rising into imporwhen pressed by hunger, was compelled tance in Germany. Luther learned to to join his schoolfellows, and to sing with play on the flute and on the lute; on the them in front of the houses, for the sake latter instrument he would often play an of a morsel of bread. This practice of accompaniment to his fine deep voice, Luther's times is kept up to this day in and thus would he cheer his heart in its several towns of Germany, and the voices moments of sadness.
He loved of the youths sometimes produce a de- the art even to old age, and composed lightful concert. Often did the poor and both the music and the words to some of shy Martin get nothing but hard words the most beautiful hymns that Germany instead of bread, and then it was that, in possesses.
Several of these have even the depth of his distress, he would shed been adopted in France. Luther was bitter tears in secret, and tremble to never ashamed of those days when, under
the pressure of hunger, he would mourn- winding here round the base of a hillock, fully beg for the bread he required, in and there passing beneath the roots of order that he might at once study and an old apple-tree; then turns suddenly live; far from this, he recalled with toward the east; then toward the north thankfulness the sore necessities of his again; and after thus partially enclosing younger days, regarding them as among the house, curves to the east once more, the means employed by God for making and passes out. Its clear, laughing him what he afterwards became, and for waters plainly show the shining pebbles which he would express bis gratitude; and yellow sand which compose its bed; his heart felt for poor boys obliged to and the white clover which borders its follow the same mode of life. Despise banks is as beautiful as possible. It is not,' he would say, 'boys who, by sing- delightfully shaded with trees—appleing before your doors, seek panem propter trees the greater part of them are, comDeum (bread for the love of God). I too bining beauty with utility. There is one have done the same. It is true that at exceedingly large one, gnarled and mossy, a later time my father supported me overhanging its waters, and a limb exvery lovingly and bountifully at the Uni- tends out just on the edge of the bank, versity of Erfurt, and that with the sweat so low that it forms a delightful seat. of his brow; nevertheless, I was once a There is a knoll, covered and surrounded poor applicant for alms. And now, with by a perfect thicket of roses and lilacs, the help of my pen, I would not exchange hiding this limb from the house, for fortunes with the Grand Turk. Still which I am not at all sorry, as I am not more, were all this world's wealth to be certain how far my father is willing for piled up in a heap, I would not take it me to become ruralised, and I prefer not in exchange for what I possess. And to be seen by him up in a tree. yet I never should have reached the Now that the apple trees and lilacs are place I now occupy, had I never been at in bloom, and their perfume is filling the school, and never taught to write. Thus air to absolute intoxication, I find my does the great man trace the origin of seat in the old apple-tree a most delighthis glory in these first humble beginnings. ful hiding-place, and spend a considerable He does not scruple to recall the fact, part of every day there, with my books or that that voice of his, which startled the sewing. I notice that my dominions are empire and the world, used at one time passing out of my hands, however; for niy to sue for a bit of bread in the streets of father is taking hold of the garden and a poor city. The vigour of Luther's in- yard, as though nature had intended him tellect, the liveliness of his imagination, for a horticulturist. Well, I cau abdicate and his excellent memory, enabled him with a good grace, so long as I can have speedily to outstrip all his fellow-stu- my retreat behind the lilacs and roses. dents, and he made rapid progress in the
The apple-blossoms have fallen, ancient languages, in eloquence, and in the lilacs have disappeared, but I find that poetry. He wrote discourses and made the roses, which for a week past have been verses. Gay, obliging, and what is called swelling and bursting their green prisongood-hearted, he endeared himself to his houses, are beautiful and fragrant enough masters and to his comrades.—D'Au to drown all regrets for the departed chilbigné.
dren of light and spring. Within a few
days past, I have noticed two persons uext THE OLD APPLE-TREE.
door, a young gentleman and lady, who I am so rejoiced to spend my first ever in their walks pause and gaze at my spring-time in the country' in such a roses. I wish they had roses of their beautiful home. I have examined the own to look at; it disturbs me to have village from every window in the house, things that other people do not, espeand my conclusion is, that there is not cially if I am sure they want them. If another dwelling within its bounds for I were only acquainted with these stranwhich I would exchange my own. There gers, I could give them a bouquet every is none with so large a piece of ground day. The lady is very pale-perhaps she attached; much less one displaying equal is just recovering from illness, and if so, taste in the arrangements.
how I know she longs for them! for I A sinuous, dimpling brook enters the have not forgotten the tears I shed last yard on the north side; passes along the summer after a fever, when I saw a bunch south, keeping mostly near the fence, 1 of flowers go by the window, and I could