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would recommend comprises such a behaviour as would make you respectful to your superiors without meanness, pleasing to your equals without familiarity, and condescending to your inferiors without degrading yourselves.
Milton, if I mistake not, expresses in his fifth book what I mean, when most elegantly describing Eve. It cannot be more finely expressed than by St. Peter, who, when speaking of the proper ornaments of the female character, in opposition to those which were vain and useless, says,—"that of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.”
Politeness I know has been defined “the art of pleasing ; but I have long seen the error of making the desire to please an invariable rule. This lays you under numberless inconveniences, and makes you often a dupe to the follies and weaknesses of others; but such a politeness as I wish you to possess is scriptural, and, therefore, rational and practicable. But as Dr. Young says of friendship, so I would say of this,
“ Abroad they find who cherish it at home :" therefore, would you be graceful and courteous to strangers, be so to each other. And at all times, both in public and in private, in word, look, and gesture, recollect the Divine presence, and “walk as seeing Him who is invisible.”
You little know, my dear girls, how much my heart has laboured for your prosperity. I have striven, with all my might, in my little way, to cultivate in you those sentiments, dispositions, and views which have a tendency to form the loveliness of the female character. I have wished you to be good children, and, if you grow up, to be amiable women,—not what are deemed accomplished ladies: there are many things combined with this term to which you have no pretensions, and which, according to my ideas, have no place where religion and reason take the lead.
I humbly hope that if Providence see not fit to crown my ardent desires with success in my lifetime, He will grant, that when I go hence, to be no more seen, you may be a praise in the earth, and a seed to serve Him, when your parents are sleeping in the dust. Thus earnestly prays your truly affectionate mother,
FORMS OF SALUTATION. Most modern forms of salutation and civility are derived from chivalry, or at least from war, and they all betoken some deference, as from a conquered person to the conqueror ; just as in private life we still continue to sign ourselves the
very humble servants” of our correspondent. The uncovered head was simply the head unarmed : the helmet being removed, the party was at mercy. So the hand ungloved was the hand ungauntleted; and to this day it is an incivility to shake hands with gloves on. Shaking hands itself was but a token of truce, in which the parties took hold each of the other's weapon-hand, to make sure against treachery. So also a gentleman's bow is but an offer of the neck to the stroke of the adversary : so the lady's curtsey is but the form of going on her knees for mercy. This general principle is marked, as it ought naturally to be, still more strongly in the case of military salutes. Why is a discharge of guns a salute ? Because it leaves the guns empty, and at the mercy of the opponent. And this is so true, that the saluting with blank cartridge is a modern invention. Formerly salutes were fired by discharging the cannon-balls; and there have been instances in which the compliment has been nearly fatal to the visiter whom it meant to honour. When the officer salutes, he points his drawn sword to the ground; and the salute of the troops is, even at this day, called "presenting arms,” that is, presenting them to be taken. There are several other details both of social and military salutation of all countries which might be produced; but I have said enough to indicate the principle.--Notes and Queries.
CAMEL-RIDING. A SINGULAR and half-dreamy sensation is that of first riding a camel, the very opposite to that quickening of the pulse which comes to us
Your seat, on a broad pile of carpets, is so easy and indolent, the pace of the animal so equal and quiet, (instead of the noisy clatter of hoofs, you scarcely hear the measured and monotonous impress of the broad soft foot on the yielding sand,) the air fans you so lazily as you move along, from your lofty post your view over the desert is so widely extended, the quiet is so intense, that you fall by degrees into a state of pleasurable reverie, mingling early ideas of the East with their almost fanciful realisation. And thus the hours pass away, till a sense of physical uneasiness begins to predominate, and at length becomes absorbing. It now appears that the chief and only art in camel-riding lies in the nice poising and management of the vertebral column, whicb seems to refuse its office, though you sustain its failing functions by a desperate tightening of your belt. To sit quite upright for a length of time is difficult, on account of your extended legs. You throw your weight alternately to the right or left, lean dangerously forward on the pommel, sit sidewise, or lounge desperately backwards, all in vain. The fair sex bave, for obvious reasons, decidedly the best of it in this exercise. To lose your sense of weariness, you seek to urge the animal to trot; but a few such experiments suffice : fatigue is better than downright dislocation, and you resign yourself perforce to the horrible see-saw and provoking tranquillity of your weary pace, till the sun's decline enables you to descend and walk over the shining gravel.-Forty Days in the Wilderness.
ITINERANCY. In the year 1813, when the Rev. Francis Collier was Superintendent of the Bodmin Circuit, he bad as his colleagues the Rev. Messrs. William Sleep and John Bryant. The Bodmin Circuit was then far more extensive than it is at present, and stretched from Bodmin as far west as KestleMill, and other places bordering on the western coast.
Perhaps some of our readers may recollect the very great fall of snow which, towards the end of that year, so blocked up the high roads, that for several weeks the mail-coaches were stopped, and correspondence was at an end. When this fall first began, Mr. Bryant was on his round, from Bodmin towards the western
He preached, that evening, at St. Roche, and slept there for the night. During the night, the snow fell so fast, that by the morning it had nearly covered the house, and the Minister had to handle the shovel right lustily, in order to emerge from his prison, that he might go and preach the Gospel to those who were beyond. His next preaching-place was Indian Queens; so called from an inn by the road-side, which has, as its sign, what is meant to be the representation of a black Queen, but which certainly is as much like anything else as sable humanity.
After he had been thus traversing the deserts of snow for many days, preaching the unsearchable riches of Christ, Mr. Bryant addressed the following letter to his Superintendent:Most REVEREND SIR,
If long detention
In fleecy whirlwind, round paraded,
And now that he and friendly Jane
The remainder of Mr. Layard's i relics of Pompeii, and other monu. collection of antiquities has arrived ments of antiquity, are no longer in in London from Nineveh, to be added possession of the nation, but they are to those already deposited in the declared to be the property of the British Museum. Under the brief King of Naples. administration of the Foreign Department of Government by Lord Gran- Monsignor Molsa, late librarian of ville, Mr. Layard had received an the Vatican, was owner of an exceedappointment to the office of Under- ingly valuable collection of books. Secretary in that department, but As Bishops have no heirs, their perlost it on the formation of a new sonal property, after their death, is Cabinet. We may hope that, in some designated spoil. The “ Congregation other way, his eminent services will de Propaganda Fide" is said to have be acknowledged.
received the treasure, which is being
turned into cash for the propagation In Italy, as it would seem, even of Popery,-fitly propagated by the the fine arts languish. By virtue of spoils of learning. a royal decree, the Bourbon Museum, the Royal Library, the papyrus manu- Amongst objects that had lain scripts of Herculaneum, the excavated buried for many ages, but have re
* Rev. W. Sleep.