MENTAL IMPROVEMENT. us that every twinkling sta: which adorns

the skies is a world of surpassing maguitude BY T. W. LANPHIERD, A. M.

and beauty. But be bas noi pointed us to

one of them as our future and eternal resiThe law of the intellectual, physical and dence. On the wiligs of fancy he may tray. moral world is progression. Unless moralel to the most distant star that rolls on in its powers be expanded'in unison with the intel- glittering orbit in the regions of space, but lectual, society not only cannot advance in he canuot trace the flight of the immortal improvement beyond a certain fixed point spirit. but it cannot long remain at that point.--! Philosophy, assisted by art in her investis It must descend, and rapidly too, the acclivi- gations, bas alm. st annihilated space, and ty which it has been long and laboriously has brought aistiti svorids to view ; but it climbing. Thus it was with the proud na- has not given is one glimpse of the celestial tions of Greece and Rome. For a time they city, whose walls are "jasper,” and whose successfully cultivated the mind, and made streets are ye lu.” Socrates and Plato, the rapid and unprecedented advancement is wisest and the best of the Grecian philosothe arts and sciences, but they touched not phers, could only teach their followers, that the heart. Hence their passions increased“ virtue is its own kward in the present with the increasing means of gratification world, and is enuild also to reward in the which science and art afforded, while their life to coine, but that reward they could self-government decreased in consequence of not promise to their most devoted friends. their neglect of morals ; so that unbridled No wonder then. Ihat their ctforts were so passion soon acquired the ascendancy, and feebly put forth, ai d so feebly felt. they fell from the eminence which they had The Bible removes the veil from futurity. attained. Others Jevised means both for and bids us bebold the resting-places of the mental and moral improvement but gave saints, and the abodes of the lost. It clears their chief attention to the latter. Having up all mysteries, and harmonizes all the apthus laid the corper stone in intelligence and parent discrepancies in the present state of virtue they reared upon it the fair super- things. As a code of n orals, it far excels structure which we now behold. The sun all other codes whicb the world has seen. in his goings smiles pot upon a more enlight. It is comprehensive, minute, just and holy ened, virtuous and happy people than the hence, the sacred volume should be studied descendants of the pilgrim. And if we liut carefully, with diligence, and we should follow in the steps of our fathers and ad-avail ourselves of all aids to this study, as vauce in intellectual and moral culture, no far as our means permit. Our studies must human being can assign the point where our be attended with the business of recollection. progression, in all that rendered society val- prudence, and resolution. By recollection 1 uable, will end, but we may be borne on- mean the calling over the substance of what ward by the current till time shall be no we have read ir heard, considering the manlonger.

ner in which it was stated, the reasoninge 1. The philosopher, aided by the light upon it, its agreement with truth and our which science has shed around him, has own experience, and the uses to which it is taught us that our world is accompanied by to be applied. 'l his critically done we may others which revolve around the sun as their hope the sublime truth of literature and vircommon centre, and with wonderful exact-tue will be deeply riveted in our minds, make Dese, bas calculated their distances, their an abiding inipression upon our hearts, and magnitudes, and the periods of their revolu- have a mighty influence upon our tempere tion. He has bid us gaze on the “midnight and practice. glory'' of the beavens and exultingly assured! Prudence, will direct how we should pro

ceed in these meditations, what time is to be Enter our conventions, societies and debaemployed therein, and what assistance we ting clubs, search out the master-spirits who may receive by discussions with men of organize and sustain them. Call out their knowledge and virtue. It may sometimes leaders, and listen to their harangues ; you be difficult to compose the min l to medita- will be convinced that they have gathered tion, but it will not always be so, use will fuel from the same mine, fire from the same make it more and more easy. And as to hearth. memory, though it be not so retentive as wel 5. Look, also, into the sacred desk, and could wish, the inuring our minds to the ascertain the peculiarities of those who colpractice I am recommending will greatly as- | lect and retain the largest congregations, and sist the memory, and then we are to remem- who are instrumental in accomplishing the ber it is not words only, we are to recollect, greatest amount of goud. What gave to the but things.

late lamented Wilbur Fisk, A. M., bis influKnowledge always tends to enlighten the ence over the hearts of bis hearers-not only understanding and enlarge the mind. Look over the poor, the ignorant, the fanatic: 1, but into our national legislature and you will also over the rich, the learned, the sober. find men of intelligence. possessing the pow minded? What magic power had he to er of giants. Our enlightened community, draw together vast multitudes in villages has ascribed to Webster, Preston and others, and cities, and even at the seat of the naa power mightier Iban the nod of earth's tional government? It was not the power proudest tyraut. Their eloquence reverber- of piety alone, for manr men as holy as bimates through the halls of Congress, and thrills self, declared the word of life to small and through the veins of a ipighty people in ev. 1 daily decieasing congregations. Aside from ery city and hamlet of our lavd. These, piety, to him was given the art of pleasing with other kindred spirits in that group of and this he cultivated by careful observashining talent, are stamping their image and tion, deep study and patient thought. Thus superscription on this vast nation. They was he the angel of rescuing mercy to a guil. are master-spirits who are either strengthen- ty world. Venerable mand he has fallen, but ing or weakening the great fabric of civil not ingloriously, for the laurels of victory and religious liberty.

were wreathed around his brow! He fell 4. Look into the several state legislatures on classic grouud, enduared to the pious stuand you will see men of the same class at dent by his prayers and labors, and consework, and accomplishing that work by the crated by the prayers and tears of the aid of similar instruments.

church. Look at the popular lecturer upon every Public men, of whatever profession, must subject, literary, scientific and benerolept, be distinguished either for the strength, or and you will find in them the same cbarac- for the beauty of their thoughts and expressteristics. Reader, how else can you account | ions, if they would exert a deep and widefor the past and present popularity of the spread influence. For proof of this position chief magistrate of this commonwealth, who enter the parlor, the study, the reading cirnow stands on the proud eminence of fame, cle and the Sabbath School, and you will be and whose voice is never heard in the lec- convinced that those authors are especially ture room or public assembly, but with ap- esteemed who are distinguished either for plause? Gifted by nature with peculiar tal- the beauty or strength of the style in which ents, he has undoubtedly labored untiringly they have clothed their thoughts. Hence, in their cultivation, and thus has succeeded the justly acquired celebrity of Watson's,

n obtaining a high place in the esteem of Baxter's and Saurin's works. Had the same all the lovers of eloquence, as it consists in thoughts and sentiments which are containthought, expression and delivery,

ed in them, noble and deserying attention as they justly are, been feebly imbodied in and the elegacce of their imagery, for their words, is ic probable that these works would delineations of human character, and for have been as extensively circulated as they their bold and spirit-starring descriptions of now are? Could men of weaker intellect the workings of human passion. and less " patient thought” have written in

t" have written in l. 8. Avother requisite to be co isidered for a style adapted to such sentiments? Why the possession of such a style as is adapted to are the works of Mrs. Hemans and others so Hemans and others so the wants of the age is—a knowledje of hu

man nature. dear to the young and the fair? Not merely

If an individual wishes to produce a because they are finely embossed and richly

change in any given substance, he must first gilded, but because of the style in which | they are written. That part of the com

be well acquainted with its nature. Thus

if a cheinist would labor successfully in his munity that desire light reading, seek those authors who are distinguished for the beauty

laboratory, he must be well acquainted with of their productions. They go in quest of

the nature of the substances wbich he has

collected together. To influence men, is to beauty as the bee goes in quest of honey.Wherever they find a flower, they call it.

sway them by neaus of their understandThat author, therefore, who can furnish the

ing, im:gination or passions; and hence the sweetest flowers, will be most courted and

necessity of obtaining a krowledge of their nost admired; and if he derive them from

faculties and passions, and the laws by the great sources of uncreated beauty, he

which they are governed. Iu consequence

of this knowledge, writers and speakers ofmay lead his readers to seek flowers that thornless grow," in the green pastures, and

ten surprise us by their correct delineations

of human character, and their vivid roprebeside the still waters of a “ better land."

sentations of buman feelings. Those who 6. Those works in which the genius of

desire to generally influence men, endeavor beauty and poetry reigns to captivate the

to acquire this kuowledge, and therefore pay the reader are generally sought by the fash

strict attention to the exhibition of human ionable. Have you never observed the effect

character under all the varied circumstances which a well-written tale has produced up

P in which men are placed. They behold with on society-not only upou the young and

interest the actions of the infant, watch the sentimental, bu, also upon the old and sober

schemes of youth, and scrutivize the riper minded—and that too when the incidents of

plans of manhood. A part of the advantage the story were not remarkable, and would

derived from hi-tory consists in the knowlif stripped of their fairy dress, have passed

edge of human nature which it conveys. unnoticed. The art of the writer and the

History is a broad development of the hubeauty of his expressions attracted the atten

man heart. It reveals the actions of men tion and thus opened unconsciously the gush

under almost all possible circumstances, and ing fontains of sensibility.

shows us the motives which have apparently Works of fiction are also a criterion by actuated them in the pursuit of their various which we may estimate the state of the pub-objects. It exbibits the influence which lic mind. These are more geuerally read circumstances, great and trivial, have bad than any other class of writings, potwith-upou their plans and actions, and shows the

great effects which artful men and masterthey are frequently the cause, and for which spirits h:1ve ever produced upon the world. their authors must be beid responsible. It plainly illustrates and confirms that oft

7. Novels of the present day are generally repeated remark “Knowledge is power.” distinguished not for the mysteriousness Rose, Nov. 8, 1852. of their heroes and heroines, nor for the magic of the plot, but for their historical In order to deserye a good niend, va sketches, for the beauty of their language, I must become one.


With EternitySo, by Thy sustaining power Held in that lone trying hour,' When the last, faint, futtering breath Yields to the chill touch of deaih,

Safe shall I bo.

For the Miscellany. 1 “Hold Thou me up, and I shall be safe!" -BIBLE.

Hold Thou me up!
When the world's alluring smile
Would my easy he trt heguile.
From the calın siruplicity
Of its first deep trust in Thee-
When ber bright illusive ray
Karthly hope sheds o'er my way,
Tempting my weak soul to roam
From the road that leadeth home,

Home to Thee
Bo, by thy sustaining power
Held in dark teinptation's hour,
From my owa acari's tearful guile,
From the tempter's fala' wile,

Safe shall I be.

Hold Thou me up!
When the last loud trump, severe,
Bids earth's slumbering millions hear-
When the earth, and oceau dread
Shall yield up their countless dead,
What, in Judgment's stern array,
Living, shall appear that day-
Oh! Redeemer who in death
Didst for me yield up Thy breath,

Sheltor me!
Clothed in Thino own righteousness
Let me stand before Thy face,
Wearing nothing of mine own,
Saved by Thee, and Thee aline-

Safe shall I be.

ELLA, D_ November 8th, 1852.

For the Miscellany. BLOODY RUN.

BY T. D. w.

Hold Thou me up! If Prosperity should shed Her shining favors on any head; Aad my earthly way b: bright With her trasisut, metoor light; Should my heart ont moineat dare Its hupes to six on thiags so fair, And turu is idolizing trust To the weuk creatures of the dust, . Forgetting that my joy, my bliss, Light, and life, and happiness,

Are all from ThceSo, within Thy shelt'ring hand, Midst vain pieasure's tmpting band, Midst the gildad snures outspread Wheresoe'er my feet mty tread,

Safe shall I be.

Hold Thou me up!
If ia darkness o'er my skies
Sorrow's srble clou ls should rise ;
If Adversity should fling
Gall-drops from her heavy wing;
And in every cup of bliss
Weing the dregs of bitterness-
Till ou earth ao place be left
Where the soul so lone and reft

Repose can tee-
So, midst care and waariness,
Bitter anguish and distress,
And thellone, heart-sick' woe,
Tjat from blighted hope musi flow,

Safe shall I be.

A little stream, about two miles above the city of Detroit, where in the war of the Conspiracy of Pontiac, a party of English troops, were dufeated by the Indians. Tradition says that the waters were dyed with blood, as they at present retain a murky hue.

I snt beside thy flowing stream

When the bright evening's sun,
Declined unto the glowing West

But shone on “Bloody Run."
The scene was peaceful, all around

The air was calm and still,
All save the insects droning sound,

Or rippling of the rill.
No jar there was to break the calm

Of that cool evening hour,
And Nature scattered round my feet

Her fragrance breathing pow'r.

Hold Thou me up! When Dsath's valley love and dread I with trembling-footstep, creadW en the soul, midst mortal strife, Lingering shail look back on life, Fearful in the chilling wave or the upkuown stream to lave;With time's diniy (listant shore Strangely bicading more aud more

I lay beneath that old tree's shade

That rises high and tall,
Above each grassy mound which marks,

The silent water-fall.
There by the time-woro bridge which spans,

Across thy noisy stream,
Whose waters lulled my drowny mind,

To fall asleep and dream.
Dream! What to dream of? Those old daye

I've heard of oft before;
The legend of the Bloody Run,

To dream ofti per of yore.

I dreained I saw thy pretty brook

They rally! and pursue the foe, And each surrounding hill,

Revenge inspires each blade, Encompassord by the giant woods,

And India, and whiteman joined,
Which then ss now were still.

Till night the carnage stayed.
It was a sultry' eve,
The sun declining slow,

But on thy bright fast flowing tide,
Glow'd as does now on thy fair stream,

Yes-on thy rippling food,

Imprinted are the waters yet Thy silent waters flow.

With red and white man's blood.
Rolled onward and no wind to break

And when the weary traveler,
The rushes quiet lay,
And all was still and tranquil as

Stoops down thy waves, to drink,

He stops and looks, then ponderiug, This peaceful Sumıners' day.

He stays awhile to think, But what noise thrills upon my ear?

On the strange color of thy waves A distand riazing sound,

Which swiftly onward fow, What does disturb the quiet here,

His mind goes back to times that were, When silence reigned around?

An hund ed years ago.
Ah! 'tis the merry fife and drum

DETROIT, Nov. 1852.
Which echoes through the air,
The woods on every sido resound
And give it welcome there.

Hark 'tis approaching nearer-now
I hear the heavy tramp,

Advancing squidrons fearless march,
List to the war horse' champ.

Why does music come vith such a soothI see their van appearing o'er

ing influence over the soul? Why does it so The hill top, and the light,

calm the raging torrents of passion, chase Gleams on each red coat joyfully,

dark shadows from the brow, and whisper Shines on ench musket bright.

words of cousolation to the weary heart?— A gallant Bind! behold them now, Deploying down the hill,

We know not why, but it is even so. When Each foot obeys the sounding drum,

the soul is overshadowed by clouds, or sunk The fifers note so shrill,

in sin and sorrow, the soft low tones that Each heart is beating gla lly, for

ever gush from a gentle heart can calm the Their weary march is o'er, Each eye preparing to enjoy

raging element, and glide the radiance of The boon of sleep, once more.

beauty thr ugh the mind. Even royalty has

felt its power, and bowed to its magical Did I say sleep? yes sleep I meant,

sway. A sleep shall on them breakA sleep from whose encircling arms

It was a gorgeous palace where the light They never will awake.

of day came softly through the crimson draFor hark ! what sound is that which burst pery, and illumined with mellowed light the Upon this peaceful dell,

stately halls where dwelt in princely granA yell, as if it broke from out,

| deur, Israel's king. About the room were The very depths of bell, "Tis, ringing through the dark, deep, dalo,

| vas's rich and rare, statues and paintings 'Tis springing from each tree,

that defied the power of competition, 80 As if the fiends of war itself,

beautiful were they. But amid this granWere set at liberty.

deur there were clouds. Sorrow's seal was An hundred fires are flashing from

set upon the brow of Saul, and naught could The tall grass which does grow

rouse bim from the shadowy thoughts whose Upon thy banks; th' war cries sound,

impres: sin had stamped upon his heart.Proclaims the white mans' foe. They break 1 they fullt each bullet sends

Then, like an angel sent to cheer life's Unto the English breast,

dreary way, came a young boy, and tossing With deadly ain the tid ings to,

the rich brown curls from off his brow, he Prepare for his last rest.

I knelt before the king, and sprept with skill

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