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situations."—And again, when speaking of embellishments, or the showy and ornamental parts of female education, she observes :-“ Though the arts which merely embellish life must claim admiration; yet when a man of sense comes to marry, it is a companion whom he wants, and not an artist. It is not merely a creature who can paint, and play, and dress, and dance; it is a being who can comfort and counsel him; one who can reason, and reflect, and feel, and judge, and act, and discourse, and discriminate; one who can assist him in his affairs, lighten his cares, sooth his sorrows, purify his joys, strengthen his principles, and educate his children.”

It is for the Daughters of our America to co-operate in supporting and perpetuating the independence, and the many inestimable privileges, which her Sons have achieved by their valor, and with their blood. On the purity of their morals, and the prudence and propriety of their conduct, the permanence and the weal of this great Republic, and the hopes of generations to come, essentially depend.

Nor was there ever, perhaps, a crisis so urgently demanding their aid, or so auspicious to their exertions, as the one that now presents itself. The unexampled events of a late series of years have occasioned, in this young republic, a direful revolution ; a revolution from uncostly simplicity to boundless extravagance, and not only producing unmeasurable embarrassinent and distress, but threatening the destruction of morals and the extinction of liberty. This deadly disorder, which has been corrupting the stamina of the Ainerican public, which no laws can reach, and the physical strength of no arm of flesh can remove, is removable by moral force. The great desideratum is to bring into fashion the industry and frugality of former ages. This would open again upon our horizon the prospects that have been so frightfully blasted. And who can accomplish it but the respectable females of our country? Their voice unitedly raised in this holy cause, like the sound of the harp of the son of Jesse, might dispossess the evil spirit that has hurried, and is now hurrying so many to ruin, and would be the harbinger of a political

millennium. In every thing relating to fashion, their influence is unbounded. Would they frown upon the idle and foppish, and bestow their smiles upon the industrious and frugal, they might effectually check the thoughtless extravagance of the other sex; with all the better part of which, this kind of restrictive system from the female court of fashion would be as a law written in the heart. Would they form themselves into societies—than which none could be more deserving the name of Benevolent and Beneficent—for the purpose of promoting industry and frugal economy, and make their practice correspond with their professions, it might change the face of things from sad to joyous. « Recorded honors would thicken around them,” and generations now unborn would do homage to their memories.


Of cruelty to the brute animals-instanced in the barba

rous usage of that noble animal, the Horse.

The Horse, more frequently than any other of the inferior animals, has been the subject of descriptive poetry; and that, not so much by reason of his beautiful form and generous nature, as on account of the superb figure he makes in the battles of the warriors.

In the book of Job, which is the oldest poem in the world, and, as to some parts of it, one of the sublimest, the war-horse is described in a manner superior to any thing of the kind that can be found in other authors. In reading this description, even in our English prose translation, one seems actually to behold the horse him

pawing in the valley” with eagerness for the battle, and then going forth to meet the armed men". -“ mocking at fear.” It is not the mere picture of the Arabian war-horse : we seem to see him prance, paw the ground, and rush forward to the battle, rejoicing in his strength.

Homer has given several fine descriptions of the



war-horse. His battles were fought in chariots, and his horses bore a conspicuous part in the glory of the frays. The following four lines in Pope's translation of Homer, are horribly picturesque :

• The horses' hoofs are bath'd in human gore,
And, dashing, purple all the car before;
The groaning axle sable drops distils,
And mangled carnage clogs the rapid wheels."

The three last lines in the following stanza,

being part of Maurice's ode to Mithra, give as magnificent a description of the war-horse, as perhaps can be found any where except in the book of Job:

“ Instant a thousand trumpets sound,
A thousand chiefs in arms appear,
And high their glittering banners bear;
The harness'd steed responsive neighs,
And while his footsteps spurn the ground,
His eye-balls burn, his nostrils blaze.”

In the last line of all, the poet probably had his eye upon this

passage in Job—“The glory of his nostrils is terrible.”

My intention in making these splendid quotations is not so much, however, to eulogize the horse, as to vindicate him from the unfeeling cruelty of man.

The horse, in his wild state, while traversing the forests of Asia, is represented by travellers as being the happiest of animals; living perpetually in the society of his kind and in the enjoyment of freedom and plenty. Freedom is not, however, one of the rights of his nature. He is destined to come under the dominion of man, and to minister to the service and to the pomp and pa. geantry of this lord of the lower creation. Man has a charter right to this animal from the registry of heaven. He has a right to use him as not abusing him; to be his lord and master, but not his unfeeling tyrant. And it might have been expected that the superior excel

ence of this creature, his wonderful usefulness, the beauty of his form and the nobleness of his nature, would have protected him from wanton cruelty: and yet there is no animal else that men are in the habit of treating so cruelly. The noxious animals have their lives taken from them at once. Few possess the ferociousness of disposition that would delight to put to death a fox, or even a wolf, by lingering tortures. But the horse experiences this horrible treatment from the hands of man, in a thousand instances. Backed, or driven by an unfeeling human monster-in the attire perhaps of a gentleman-his sides are goaded with the spur, or his Hanks lashed with the whip, till he faints, falls, and expires in dumb agony: and then he is substituted by another, and that by another yet; which, each in his turn, are tortured to death—and that, not to save human life, but for the sake of conveying with unrivalled speed, a speech, or an article of news, that would suffer no damage though it arrived a few hours latter.

What would a disciple of Pythagoras say in this case ? or what would he say in innumerable other cases of unfeeling barbarity used towards a creature so estimable for its usefulness, his faithfulness, and his courage? Assuredly he would say, “These christians will have their reward. In the next stage of their existence, they will be compelled to do penance in the bodily form of the animal they have so wantonly abused." But, fiction apart, we are fully assured, upon divine authority, that without mercifulness of disposition and conduct, we are not entitled 20 the expectation of finding inercy; and that" a merciful man, is merciful to his beast."

Mark this !—There is no worse sign, in children, nor any thing more necessary to be nipt in the bud, than a strong propensity to exercise cruelty upon the brute creatures within their power. It was the sport of Nero's boyhood, to impale flies upon the point of a needle; of his manhood, it was the sport, to inflict every kind torture upon his fellow beings.


Of the folly of trying to please every body. THERE is a happy medium betwixt the heartless disposition to please nobody, and the absurd aim to please every body; and fortunate are they who find this middle line, and keep to it so steadily as seldom to run into the extreme on either side.

It is no good sign to be indifferent with respect to what the world thinks or says of us, since it would argue either a fulness of pride or a total lack of sensibility. This would be the character of such indifference, were it real; but, in truth, it is mere affectation or pretence. If we except those that are at the very bottom of the scale of human life, and only a small proportion even of them,


may be fairly concluded that no man nor woman, is altogether indifferent about the good or bad opinion of fellow beings. So far from it, the few who lay claim to this unamiable distinction, have been found, generally speaking, peculiarly rancourous and vindictive toward such as had merely spoken disrespectfully of their talents. No authors, for example, have writhed with more agony under the merited lash of criticism, or been more jealous and vindictive, than some of those who pretended to look down with cold scorn upon the whole fraternity of critics.

Social qualities and feelings are among the primitive ingredients of our nature, and to divest ourselves of them would be to divest ourselves of liumanity itself. They are rather to be cherished and cultivated, every way, and by all lawful means. It is not only right but laudable, to wish to be generally esteemed and beloved

- to cultivate friendship-to avoid giving unnecessary offence--and to conform to the feelings and customs of those about us, so far as may be done with a good conscience, and consistently with one's personal circumstances. It is not only right but laudable, to make it a part of our own pleasure to please others; and when we are compelled to differ with them, to do it, if possible, without rancour or bitterness.

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