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ain; The Way to the Savior: The Great Salvation, and also Admonitory Counsel addressed to Awakened and to Impenitent Sinners. Printed at the Conference Office, New York, and for sale at the Methodist bookstores.

PERIODICALS AND PAMPHLETS.

THE EDINBURGH REVIEW, for January, 1855, presents the following table of contents: 1. Parliamentary Opposition. 2. Cardinal Mezzofanti. 3. Charles the Fifth. 4. Modern French Literature. 5. The Siege of Rhodes in 1480. 6. Private Bill Legislation. 7. Mount Athos and its Monasteries. 8. Marsden's History of the Puritans. 9. The War in the Crimea. Republished, for three dollars per annum, by L. Scott & Co., 79 Fulton street, New York city.

THE WESTMINSTER REVIEW, republished as above, contains: 1. The Anglo-French Alliance. 2. Ballads of the People. 3. Prussia and Prussian Policy. 4. The Prinzenraub; a Glimpse of Saxon History. 5. Poland: her History and Prospects. 6. Cambridge University Reform. 7. Austria in the Principalities. 8. Cotemporary

Literature.

BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE, republished as above, contains: 1. The Conduct of the War. 2. Civilization: The Census. Education. 3. Zaidee: a Romance. Part II. 4. Rural Economy of Great Britain and Ireland. 5. Mr. Thackeray and his Novels. 6. Peace and Patriotism: a Letter to Irenæus. 7. The Story of the Campaign. Part II. Written in a Tent in the Crimea.

INDIANA HOSPITAL FOR THE INSANE.-Annual reports of Commissioners and Superintendent.

FIRST ANNUAL REPORT OF THE BOARD OF MISSIONS OF THE UNITED Brethren,

FOURTH ANNUAL REPORT OF THE YOUNG MEN'S MISSIONARY SOCIETY OF THE SECOND PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH OF CINCINNATI.

CINCINNATI HOUSE OF REFUGE.-Fourth Annual Re

port.

UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN- Catalogue for 1854-5-Undergraduate students, 155; medical students, 133: total, 288.

LAWRENCE UNIVERSITY, at Appleton, Wis. Fifth Annual Catalogue.-Rev. E. Cook, D. D., President, assisted by 4 professors. Students in the College departmentgentlemen, 24; ladies, 8: in the Preparatory department-gentlemen, 171; ladies, 130. Total, 333.

FORT EDWARD INSTITUTE, located in Washington county, N. Y.-Rev. Joseph R. King, A. M., Principal, assisted by 19 teachers. Number of students-ladies, 185; gentlemen, 329: total, 514.

REST FOR THE SOUL IN GOD. Funeral Discourse. By Rev. C. B. Davidson. Preached in Evansville, Ia., on the Occasion of the Death of Mr. James Reilly.-A chaste, beautiful, and appropriate discourse.

CHRISTIAN SANCTIFICATION.-This is a sermon on the nature, subjects, and means of sanctification, by Rev. M. P. Jimeson, A. M. The author thus sets forth his aim: "I aim at the emancipation of honest souls from the net-work of egotistical mystification." If we understand him, he assumes that the young convert at tains to "perfect love" when regenerated, and that "second blessing," as it has sometimes been called, “is excluded by the law of regeneration." He defines sanetification to be "the progressive conformity of the heart and life to the will of God." Sanctification thus defined, he says, "never can be completed in this life," and intimates that the beatified soul may continue to march on in this progressive sanctification "throughout the mighty years of eternity." Whether the sermon is orthodox or heterodox will depend altogether upon the meaning applied to the terms employed. But one thing is certain, the tone that pervades it-the sneering allusions to the "Guides" and "Ways," to the experience of the "Katys and Hettys," to the "special class of persons who are lost in the ocean of perfect love,'" and to those who are represented as wishing to impose upon believers "yokes and burdens," "additional to what God required at their hands," fall below the dignity of the subject, and mar the beauty of the discourse. In all frankness and kindness, we must express our doubt whether such a discourse is calculated to promote the great work of sanctification any where. After all this caveat, we must say the discourse contains some pertinent truths, and forcibly put.

Notes and Queries.

THE UNPARDONABLE SIN-A brother minister, after expressing, in terms that we need not repeat here, the satisfaction derived from our article on the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost, says, "I should be glad to have you reconcile the theory you suggest with Hebrews vi, 4, 5, 6."

Our attempted solution of that extremely difficult and much-controverted passage, Matthew xii, 31, 32, is per haps hardly worthy of being dignified with the title of "theory." In the preparation of that article want of space compelled us to omit what we had prepared upon the very point presented in the above query; it also obliged us to omit several other things, that would have been in place had we felt that the circumstances called for a more extended and guarded exposition. As it was, we preferred to give the subject in outline, directing more especial attention to the insuperable objections that

lie against the more commonly received exposition of that passage.

The conclusion which we reached was, that the "blasphemy against the Holy Ghost" did not consist in any one sin, but in a course of continued willful and hardened resistance to the gracious influences of the Holy Spirit; and that in sinning thus there is a tendency to fixedness of character; but whether unalterable fixedness of character is ever reached in this life we did not presume to say, further than that there are strong presumptions against such a supposition. We discarded the idea that it was a peculiar sin which could be committed only while our Savior was upon earth; but, on the other hand, endeavored to show that every obstinate and persevering sinner in the end becomes guilty of the irremissible sin.

Now we are prepared to answer the query-not dog

follows: In the old English ale-houses, the pints and quarts of beer were scored down against the beer-bibber. Hence, when one got to drinking rather freely, he was admonished to "mind his P's and Q's," or pints and quarts.

man.

ORIGIN OF THE WORD JARGON.-The word jargon is derived, by corruption, from the Italian chierco, a clergyWhen the common people heard the Latin tongue used in the liturgies and prayers of the Church, they called it being a language they did not understandchiericon; that is, clergyman's language. Chiericon soon slid into jargon, just as chirurgeon has softened itself in surgeon.

matically, but according to the light we have. Our Savior was not addressing Christian believers, but unbelieving Jews-sinners. We may, therefore, understand it as an admonition addressed to all sinners, premonishing them that their sins are tending to the accumulation of irremissible guilt. Such, precisely, we are inclined to think, was the design of the apostle's admonition addressed to apostatizing Christians, premonishing them of the danger of total and final apostasy. The apostates here referred to can not be renewed again, for the very reason that they persistently reject the only plan of salvation and renounce the only scheme of redemption. So long as they do this, their renewal to God is impossible, in just the same sense that the persistent sinner "hath never forgiveness." The apostle could not have leading Boston religious paper in discussing this question meant that the renewal of a backslider is impossible; for the most gracious assurances are given even to those who have so far apostatized that "repentance" and doing over again their "first works" have become necessary-even to such the most gracious assurances are given that, if they will return, God will accept them graciously.

SUNDEY QUERIES PROPOSED.-We give below sundry queries that have been proposed for this department, and invite brief, pertinent solutions of them from our literary friends:

"Mr. Editor,-I should like for you to tell us in your 'Notes' what is meant by the word 'signed' which is often attached to a man's name when he affixes it to a document; and why do we say that he has 'signed' a note, 'signed' a deed, etc.? Also, I should like to know how and when such a phrase came into use. "Yours, truly,

A. R. Mooo00"

Query. Is the mind conscious of its own existence, or only of its own operations?

Query-What is the origin of "tit for tat?"

"Dear Brother,—I see you have a space for notes and queries. If you please, let me propound a question to be answered in the Repository. From whence originated sirnames? It used to be Moses, John, James; now it is Thomas Hardin, James Makewell, etc. Please give me, as well as your other readers, a few notes on this matter, and oblige A READER OF THE REPOSITORY." “Mr. Editor,—Will some of the contributors to your department of 'Notes and Queries' inform your readers how the phrase 'Follow suit' originated?

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ORIGIN OF POPULAR VULGARISMS.-It is singular how many of our most popular vulgarisms have their origin in some whimsical perversion of language or of fact. Take for example: "Hie! Betty Martin!" a phrase "well traveled." Its origin seems to be as follows: A Popish form of prayer addressed to St. Martin, one of the worthies of the Roman calendar, commences with the words, "0, mihi, beate Martine," which were vulgarly anglicized, "My eye, and Betty Martin," and finally corrupted still farther to "Hie! Betty Martin!"

"MIND YOUR P'S AND Q's." The singular phrase, Mind your P's and Q's," is said to have originated as

WHERE WILL MAN SPEND ETERNITY?-The editor of a

uses these words:

"After the resurrection, the saints will have bodies, and will need ground to tread upon such as can be found only in the planetary worlds. Their bodies will be capable of migration from world to world; for like those of Enoch and Elijah, and the body of Christ which was taken up into heaven, they must have this as one of the properties of all the bodies that are made like to Christ's glorious body. With this endowment, therefore, the redeemed from earth may colonize any of the planets. It may be that, up to this hour, not a single star has been trodden by the foot of a rational and immortal being; yet that, in the fullness of time, these countless worlds shall sustain a population, which had first been born, buried, and raised from the dead, on our earth.

"If the planets are to be the abode of the redeemed, so also may they be of the lost. It may be true, as appears to the eye of astronomy, that some of the planets, too distant from the sun, and others too near, would make miserable abodes for human beings; and that they so exist for the very purpose of becoming the abodes of the wretched-penal colonies to receive the criminals sentenced from this world."

Other people have had their speculations; but they are but speculations as to where heaven and hell may be located, or where the redeemed and lost may spend their eternity of being.

THE DARKNESS AT THE CRUCIFIXION.-Rev. H. Blunt, England, in a volume of lectures, states the following: "Dionysius, the Areopagite, being at Heliopolis, in Egypt, at the time of our Lord's crucifixion, exclaimed, when he beheld the midday darkness that attended that awful event, Either the God of nature suffers, or the frame of the world will be dissolved!" " The opinion frequently prevails that none but Christian writers mentioned the occurrence of the crucifixion; but there are numerous Pagans besides Dionysius who have stated the event and the circumstances connected with it.

CARRYING THE WAR INTO AFRICA.-In one of the famous wars between Carthage and Rome, about two thousand, five hundred years ago, Hannibal, a Carthaginian leader, led his army into Italy, and for several years continued to threaten the city, and lay waste the surrounding country. Scipio, a Roman general, saw the necessity of getting rid of Hannibal and his forces; so he determined to lead an army into Africa, and threaten Carthage, and thus make it necessary for Hannibal to return home for its defense. This scheme had its intended effect; and in all time, this retaliating upon an enemy, by adopting his own tactics, is called "carrying the war into Africa."

Mirror of Apothegm, Wit, Repartee, and Anecdote.

"ONE EXCELLENT PASSAGE."-A clergyman once occupied the pulpit of the late William Howels, whose discourse, on account of its heresy, gave umbrage to the pastor. When the sermon was concluded, this clergyman asked him in the vestry-room how he liked his discourse. "There was one excellent passage," said Howels "a passage which particularly gratified me." "Which was that?" replied the other, not a little rejoiced by the seeming approval of such a man. "Why, sir," said Howels, "the passage I was most delighted with was your passage from the pulpit to the vestry-room!"

CRISPIN AND QUIRK, OR A NEW WAY TO PAY OLD DEBTS.

A son of the bar to a son of the awl

Three half crowns was indebted for shoes;

And though frequently Crispin was destined to call,
Still Quirk would the payment refuse.

Crispin met him one day; and began, "My friend Quirk,
Can a lawyer be summon'd, I pray?"

"O yes," Quirk replied. Crisp, to finish the work,
"I'll summons your worship to-day."

"That trouble," the lawyer rejoin'd, "I'll not give;" Then tenpence whipt out in a trice;

"Your bill's three half crowns-then this balance receive, The rest is my charge for advice!"

PLAINTIFF 8. DEFENDANT.-On a trial at the Admiralty Sessions for shooting a seaman, the counsel for the crown asked one of the witnesses which he was for, plaintiff or defendant. "Plaintiff or defendant!" said the sailor, scratching his head; "why I don't know what you mean by plaintiff or defendant. I come to speak for that man there!" pointing at the prisoner. "You are a pretty fellow for a witness," says the counsel, "not to know what plaintiff or defendant means." Some time after, being asked by the same counsel what part of the ship he was in at the time, " Abaft the binnacle, my lord," says the sailor. "Abaft the binnacle!" replied the barrister; "what part of the ship is that?" "Ha, ha, ha!" chuckled the sailor; "an't you a pretty fellow for a counselor," pointing archly at him with his finger, "not to know what abaft the binnacle is?"

THREE KINDS OF MEN IN THE WORLD.-Somebody says there are three kinds of men in this world-the "wills," the "won'ts," and the "can'ts." The first effect every thing, the next oppose every thing, and the last fail in every thing. "I will" builds our railroads and steamboats; "I won't" don't believe in experiments and nonsense; while "I can't" grows weeds for wheat, and commonly ends his days in the slow digestion of a court of bankruptcy.

THE PETITION OF THE LETTER H.-Sheweth-That many ladies and gentlemen, and likewise other persons of dif ferent occupations, trades, characters, and dispositions, to whom h used to have free access, have now either totally forsaken him, or associated him with a company of strangers, among whom he cuts a most ridiculous figure.

A young lady, to the great mortification of h, was observing the other day that ills made a pretty contrast with the valleys below, that the ouses were prettily interspersed among the woods, and that she was fond of earing the howls in the evenings. She admires the arbor

of Portsmouth-she is fond of riding on orseback, and is constantly shooting harrows at susceptible arts. In the middle of summer she drinks hale at her meals, and heats hartichokes without receiving any arm from them. She ates of weather, but likes a clear eaven; and yet I assure you she is a very hamiable young lady; she as a fine air, sweet heyes, quick hears, delicate harms, and a good eart.

PETITION OF THE LETTER H TO THE INHABITANTS OF KIDDERMINSTER, ENGLAND-Protesting.

Whereas, by you I have been driven

From 'ouse, from 'ome, from 'ope, from 'eaven,
And placed by your most learned society
In hexile, hanguish, and hanxiety;
Nay, charged, without one just pretense,
With harrogance and himpudence-
I here demand full restitution,

And beg you'll mend your hel-o-cution.

THE TRUTH UNWITTINGLY TOLD.-The managers of a Roman Catholic school, near Dublin, Ireland, state at the bottom of their advertisement: "Poor Protestant children taken in and done for!" Charming confession!

POETICAL SUBLIMITY.—I stood alone in the halls of my ancestors. The silver moonbeams struggling through a casement shed a wild luster over the dreamy solitude. I passed in agony the deserted chambers. I cried, in anguish, "Where are the friends of my youth?" Echo answered, "Why, my good fellow, I haven't the slightest idea."

WHAT A GOOD WIFE SHOULD BE LIKE AND NOT LIKE.A good wife should be like three things; which three things should not be like her.

First. She should be like a snail, to keep within her own house; but she should not be like a snail, to carry all she has on her back.

Second. She should be like an echo, to speak when spoken to; but she should not be like an echo, always to

have the last word.

Third. She should be like a town-clock, always to keep time and regularity; but she should not be like a townclock, to speak so loud that all the town may hear her.

WHAT SELFISHNESS IS AND DOES.-Selfishness is por erty; it is the most utter destitution of a human being. It can bring nothing to his relief; it adds soreness to his sorrows; it sharpens his pains; it aggravates all the losses he is liable to endure, and when goaded to extremes, often turns destroyer and strikes its last blows on himself. It gives us nothing to rest in or fly to in trouble; it turns our affections on ourselves, self on self, as the sap of a tree descending out of season from its heavenward branches, and making not only its life useless, but its growth downward.

THE LITTLE TROUBLES.-It is the little troubles that wear the heart out. It is easier to throw a bombshell a mile than a feather-even with artillery. Forty little debts of one dollar each will cause you more trouble and dunning than one big one of a thousand.

LACK OF BRAINS.-A poor fellow, having got his skull fractured, was told by the doctor that the brain was visible; on which he remarked, "Doctor, write to my father, for he always declared I had none."

Editor's Table.

CLOSE OF THE NUMBER.-Having done the best we could toward filling another number with interesting and useful matter, we now come to the work of gleaning the fragments that are scattered around us. In these chitchats "with you, dear reader in that other chair," you must not expect we shall be very formal or precise. We sometimes indulge in a short gossiping review of our contents; but we have not space for that now. Our readers will, therefore, do this work for themselves.

OUR ENGRAVINGS for the month present quite a contrast. "In for It" presents an equestrian in no very comfortable plight. A gust of wind has just swept by him, and is rolling up the dust behind; while just before him comes down in one broad sheet an outpouring from the skies. Our hero is astride a noble horse, to whose fine parts the artist has done ample justice; and he is evidently preparing himself heroically to brave the furious onset. We trust both horse and rider will get through with no other damage than a thorough drenching.

Portrait of Mrs. Hale.-We think our readers will give the artist credit for having got up a fine picture. It is from a portrait painted by T. B. Read, the poetpainter; and was engraved expressly to form one of our series of engravings and sketches of "The Literary Women of America." We are pleased to learn that Mrs. Hale is preparing a revised and enlarged edition of "Woman's Record;" and also, as she states in a note to us, that she is now seeking material to enable her to give a fuller account of female missionaries, and especially those connected with Methodist missions, than her invaluable work at first contained. Our Methodist friends, who have knowledge of any facts pertaining to our female missionaries, would do the cause of religion a service by putting her in possession of such facts. We are pleased to learn that Mrs. Olin, widow of the late Dr. Olin, is also engaged in the good work of assisting to make Mrs. Hale's collection complete.

AN ERRATUM-In the article by Bishop Morris, in our last number, he is made to say, on page 130, fifth line from the top, "the more they read of it"-that is, of fictitious and ungodly literature-"the less they know of it;" which should have read, "the less they know, or care to know, of what is essential to their everlasting welfare." How the two little intruders-"of it"-got in, or how they eluded the eye of our proof-reader after they had got in, we are unable to say.

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A WORD TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS we would utter, if we could gain their ear for a moment. You must not expect us to write special letters to inform you whether your articles are accepted" or not. We can't do ithaven't time. Nor can we tell when any special article will be published. So long as such articles neither appear in our pages nor are mentioned among the "rejected," their authors may infer that their favorites are either standing at the gate waiting their turn, or are placed among the venerable and honorable "reserves," to be called out as emergency may require. This is the best we can do for you, friends. We are frank, however, to say, that we don't let a capital article wait long.

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"Now the ponderous wheel revolving,
Cuts the streamlet's waves apart,
And from out the splashing waters
Sweetest voices seem to start,
Sympathizing with the changing
Feelings of the human heart."

This poem contains some fine thoughts and some beautiful lines; but it lacks uniformity.

"Push, Keep Pushing, by Fritz," has got more push than poetry in it. We give a specimen:

"Push, push, still keep pushing-why faint by the way? Why ever be sad or desponding?

The night, dark and stormy, must give place to day;
These thick mists will soon be absconding."

"Jane

We advise the author to stop pushing the Muses, lest they should take vengeance upon him one of these days. "A Dissertation upon Books" will not answer. Varel," ditto. "Disappointment," rather prosy. The article by "A New Contributor" is altogether too adulatory; and in addition to that, we doubt whether any good moral effect can result from such articles.

We must also lay aside "I'll Wait," etc., "The Passage of the Red Sea," "A Mother's Soliloquy," and "Clarence Hastings." "Music" has some good qualities; not enough, however, to redeem it. By the way, Shakspeare never said, "The man that hath no music in his soul is fit for murder, treachery, and death." "Evening Reflections" was accompanied by no name.

We clip a few lines from a poem written by a blind girl on receiving the likeness of an only niece: "The likeness of my only niece

To me has just been given;
They say she has a pleasing face,
But from my view 'tis hidden.
To others it may seem quite strange
Such gifts afford me pleasure;
But all mementos from my friends
I hold as sacred treasure.
In fancy, it I love to view,
Because she is my brother's;

I take some real pleasure, too,
In showing it to others."

We must make an excerpt from "The Soliloquy of a Poor Student," though we can not publish the entire piece. It is a cold night; the clock strikes twelve; his lamp burns low; his fire goes out for want of coal; the frost gathers upon the very grate; the wind and snow find entrance through his creviced cabin, and whistle round his head; his thin coat gives free ingress to the cold; and as he attempts to indite a letter to his distant mother, the ink freezes in his pen, his fingers grow stiff, and his feet become numb. His first thought is, that with his three remaining cents he will have wood; but

then how shall he pay the postage of his letter to his
mother? If he retires to his cot, it will be to freeze;
so he rises and paces the floor of his room to recover
warmth to his chilled frame, and, as he walks, he says:
"O mighty shades

Of poets who have trod this self-same path,
Come now, from your high bowers of glory, come,
And walk this cell with me, till morning light!
I feel their presence. Now around my brow
There runs a thrill; it shoots through all my frame.
I'm warm. I feel not hunger; I am strong;
External circumstances can never quench
The vital vigor of a soul of flame.

Hail, elder brothers! spirits of pure fire!
Great victors over time and destiny!

And now illustrious, crowned with fadeless bays,
Gods of the lyre, kings of the realms of thought,
Creations of your own; your own bright dower;
Woke from nonentity to shine forever.

O glorious boon! to thrill the human heart,
And make its pulses own your potent touch,
And lay your hands among its strings at will,
And wake its deathless music. Be this mine.
Give me the power to sweep a lyre like this,
And tune its notes to virtue and to God;
And then let sorrow come; blow, wint'ry wind;
Gather round me, hunger, want, despair;
Fall thick upon my heart, ye frosts of time;
I'll laugh and mock your rage.
Above you all,
In clear, proud numbers, victory shall swell,
Although a dying hand shall sweep the strings."

The author tells us that the above was written impromptu, and under circumstances that suggested it pretty strongly.

SOMETHING FOR THE CHILDREN.-"Do you intend," says a friend, "to ignore the claims of the little ones to attention in your pages?" Not at all, sir. And if you or any of your friends, or any of our other friends, have any gleanings in this line, we hope to be favored with them. Here, however, are a few that are too good to be lost. We insert them, therefore, to the exclusion of several other things we had designed:

"You Said that Afore."-The literary criticisms of children are sometimes not despicable. An extemporaneous preacher of ability relates one from which he derived advantage. His reputation for eloquence was increasing, and he was encountering some unperceived dangers, which spring from the pleasure of fluency. He was on one occasion induced to lecture in a large apartment of a private dwelling. It was densely crowded, and the uninterrupted attention flattered and quickened the zeal of the speaker. Almost at his feet sat a very small boy, who never turned his eyes from the face of the orator. Perhaps in his secret heart was a joy of satisfaction, that he could thus fascinate both the simple and the wise. Suddenly the lips of the child-critic were opened: "You said that afore."

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taking one small foot in his hand, and holding his head slightly on one side, looked in the face of the lofty, dignified man, and said,

"What's your opinion, sir, of the restoration of the Jews?"

The Angels' Fingers pointing at us.-A little girl, looking at the stars as they came twinkling one by one through the boughs of the trees, exclaimed, "See, there are the angels' fingers pointing to us."

The Little Boy and the Echo.-A boy walking through a wood happened to bark like a dog, an accomplishment which he had taken pains to acquire, and was surprised to hear an answer in his own tones.

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'Doggy! doggy!" said he, and there was a quick reply of "doggy, doggy."

"Who are you?" called the boy.

"Who are you?" was the response.

To the clear voice of the questioner he replied, "Why, George Thompson!" and this was repeated more than once, in such a mocking manner that he grew angry, and exclaimed, "What a fool you are!"

Hearing this reverberated, he ran home, much excited, and told his father there was a bad boy in the woods, shouting and calling him names.

STRAY GEMS.-Memory and Action-Memory presides over the Past; Action presides over the Present. The first lives in a rich temple, hung with glorious trophies, and lined with tombs; the other has no shrine but Duty, and it walks the earth like a spirit.-Reveries of a Bachelor.

The Past and the Present.-The Past belongs to God; the Present only is ours. And short as it is, there is more in it and of it than we can well manage. The man who can grapple it, and measure it, and fill it with his purpose, is doing a man's work: none can do more; but there are thousands who do less.-Ibid.

The Fature. The Future is a great land; a man can not go round it in a day; he can not measure it with a bound; he can not bind its harvests into a single sheaf. It is wider than the vision, and has no end.-Ibid.

The Beauty of Goodness.-The beauty which wins permanent affection is the beauty of goodness. Goodness will soften the hardest and light up the dullest features. Physical beauty may excite passion, and intellect attract admiration, only goodness can win everlasting love.Grace Aguilar.

What you may Write on Infancy-Infancy is a fair page upon which you may write-goodness, happiness, heaven, or sin, misery, hell. And the words once written, no chemical art can erase them. Infancy is the soft metal in the molder's hands; he may shape it in the image of a fiend or the form of an angel-and when finished the statue hardens into rock, which nothing but the hammer of God's providence can break; nothing but the fire of God's providence can melt for remolding.—Ibid.

Wealth, honor, and favor may come upon a man by Wholesome truth, though unpalatable. The fluent chance; nay, they may be cast upon him without so speaker remembered, and made good use of it. After much as looking after them; but virtue is the work of the lapse of years he said, that many times when he had industry and labor; and certainly it is worth the while to been tempted to remit laborious study, or logical arrange-purchase that good which brings all others along with it. ment, the echo of that little shrill voice, You said that OUR COURSE IS STILL ONWARD.-Our clerk who has afore," returned to him, bringing the patience of wisdom. charge of the Repository department informs us, that The Little Boy and his Learned Grandfather.-A young he has just completed mailing the work for March, and child was permitted to pay a visit to his grandfather. that of our edition of twenty-three thousand only about He knew that he was highly venerated for his talents fifty are left. Subscribers are still coming in at this and learning, and felt a proportionate ambition to make date-March 1st-at a rate which indicates that an edia favorable impression. Seating himself with great de- tion of twenty-five thousand will be wanted before the liberation, in a high chair, he crossed his short legs, and close of the volume.

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