what I would do, and what I ought; I commit my desires to the imitation of the weak, my actions to the censures of the wise and holy, my weaknesses to the pardon and redress of my merciful God.

Silent Forces.

I have seen the wild stone avalanches of the Alps, which smoke and thunder down the declivities with a vehemence almost sufficient to stun the observer. I have also seen snowflakes descending so softly as not to hurt the fragile spangles of which they were composed; yet to produce from aqueous vapor a quantity of that tender material which a child could carry, demands an exertion of energy competent to gather up the shattered blocks of the largest stone avalanche I have ever seen, and pitch them to twice the height from which they fell.

MI

J.

JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND.

G. HOLLAND was born in Belchertown, Mass., July 24, 1819, and died October 12, 1881.

He practiced medicine for a short time, superintended the schools in Vicksburg, Mass., for a year, and in 1849, became associate editor of the Springfield, Mass., Republican. For the columns of this paper he wrote several of his popular works. In 1870, he became editor of Scribner's Monthly, in New York. The following are his published works: The Bay Path, published in 1857; Timothy Titcomb's Letters to the Young, 1858; Bitter Sweet, a dramatic poem, 1858; Gold Foil, Hammered from Popular Proverbs, 1859; Miss Gilbert's Career, 1860; Lessons in Life, 1861; Letters to the Joneses, 1863; Plain Talk on Familiar Subjects, 1865; Life of Abraham Lincoln, 1866; Kathrina, Her Life and Mine, a narrative poem, 1867.

His novels are his best and most artistic works. His poems are filled with fine sentiment, but they lack the smoothness and poetic finish of a truly great poet. Bitter Sweet and Kathrina have been immensely popular. They gained a circulation which has been awarded to but few American works.

Holland is known as the popular editor of Scribner's Monthly. His lessons of life are truly noble, and the religious tone given to many of his works is specially commendable.

To Goodrich Jones, Jr.

[Concerning his disposition to be content with the respectability and wealth which his father has acquired for him.]

Your father, by a life of integrity and close and skilful application to business, has made for himself a good reputation in the world, and become what the world calls rich. He lives in a good house, moves in good society, commands for his family all desirable luxuries of dress and equipage, and holds a position which places him upon an equality with the greatest and best. He began humbly, if I am correctly informed, and has won his eminence by the force of his own life and character. I honor him. I count him worthy of the respect of every man, and I find myself disposed to treat his family with respect on his account for his sake. This feeling toward his family, which I find springing up spontaneously within myself seems to be quite universal. The world bows to the family of the venerable Goodrich Jones-bows, not to Mrs. Jones, particularly, as a respectable woman, but to the wife of Goodrich Jones-bows not to his children, as young men and women of intelligence and good morals, but as young people who are to be treated with more than ordinary courtesy because they are the children of the rich and respectable Goodrich Jones.

This feeling of the world toward Mr. Goodrich Jones' family is very natural. It is a tribute of respect to a worthy old gentleman, and, so far as he is concerned, is one of the natural rewards of his life of industry and integrity. I notice, however, that the family of Mr. Jones have come to look upon these tributes of respect to them, on account of Mr. Jones, as quite the proper and regular thing, and to feel that they are really worthy of special attention, because Mr. Jones commands it for himself. Instead of feeling a little humiliated by the consciousness that they are treated