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Publish the following works designed for the use of Schools

and Colleges.

Lynd's First Book of Etymology.

Lynd's Class Book of Etymology.

Oswald's Etymological Dictionary, with Key.
Cleveland's Compendium of English Literature.

Fiske's Eschenburg's Manuel of Classical Literature.
Volume of Plates illustrating the "Manuel."
Fiske's Classical Antiquities.

Vogdes' U. S. Arithmetic. Key.

46 First Part U.S. Arithmetic.

Ring's 3,000 Exercises in Arithmetic. Key.
Crittenden's Double Entry Book Keeping.
Vodges' Mensuration.

Alsop's Algebra, Second Edition. Key.
Gummer's Astronomy, Third Edition.
Maury's Navigation,

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Johnson's Moffat's Natural Philosophy.
Johnson's Moffat's Chemistry.
McMurtrie's Scientific Lexicon.

Peale's Graphics, The elementary principles of
Drawing.

Hill's Drawing Book of Flowers and Fruit.
Hill's Progressive Lessons in Painting Flowers and

Fruit.

Outlines of Sacred History.

Tregor's Geography of Pennsylvaina.

L'Abeille pour les Enfans. Lessons for beginners in
French

Sandford aud Merton, in French.

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Alsop's First Lessons in Algebra.

SERIES OF ETYMOLOGICAL CLASS BOOKS. 1. THE FIRST BOOK OF ETYMOLOGY. By James Lynd, Prof. of Belles Letters, in Delaware College.

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rather than the display of erudition; and on a plan that can
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O. G. Steele, Buffalo; and by Booksellers generally. CLEVELAND'S COMPENDIUM OF ENGLIS LITERATURE.

A COMPENDIUM OF ENGLISH LITERATURE, chronologicali arranged, from Sir John Mandeville (14th century) to W. Cowper (ose of 18th century); consisting of Biographica Sketches o. the Authors, choice selections from their works; with Notes xplanatory and illustrative, and directing to the best Editions, and to various criticisms. Designed as a

text-book for the highest classes in Schools and Academies, as well as for private reading. By Chas. D. Cleveland. Adopted as a text-book in the Public Grammar Schools of Philadelphia; the Public High School Hartford; and extensively in Academies and private Seminaries throughout the Union.

From Rt. Rev. Alonzo Potter, D. D.

PHILADA., Dec. 9, 1847. Having, some years since, meditated a similar undertak ing, I can appreciate, in a measure, the difficulties with I which you were called to contend, and the skill with which you have surmounted them. The selections seem to me to be made with much taste and judgment, and I cannot but regard this volume as a very valuable addition to our School Literature. The interest with which a young kinswoman, in whose hands I have placed it, is studying it, is an earn est of the reception which it must meet in the more advano

2. THE CLASS BOOK OF ETYMOLOGY. By Profes-ed classes of our higher schools for both sexes. Sor Lynd

3. AN ETYMOLOGICAL DICTIONARY OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. By John Oswald. New edition, with a key by Prof. Lynd.

This series has been adopted, in whole or in part, for use in the Public Schools of Philadelphia, Baltimore, New York, Brooklyn, Troy, Utica, Hartford, Charlestown, &c. &c.

From Professor J. S. Hart, Principal of Philadelphia Central High School, author of an English Grammar, Class-Books of Prose and Poetry, an Exposition of the Constitution of the United States, &c.

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ALONZO POTTER, BOSTON, March 7, 1847.

My Dear Sir-I ought long ago to have acknowledged your very agreable present of the Compendium of English Literature. It is just the thing I had been wishing to see, and I thank you for it.

I have examined the Compendium with great care, and have found it better suited than any other volume I have seen, to be a text-book in the study of the History of English Literature. In size it is of a right medium, not being of hopeless length, but yet long enough to make a deep impres sion, and to give a fair view of the writings of the inore prominent of the English writers in prose and verse. The biographical notices are judicious, and the extracts are made specimens of the treasures of our incomparable English lan with taste and discrimination, and present most attractive

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ful and interesting that I hope it will obtain the circulation I have adopted it in my school, and have found it so use which it so richly deserves. Respectfully yours,

GEO. B. EMERSON. Published by E. C. & J. Biddle, Philadelphia, and for sale by the booksellers named in the advertisement next preceeding.

CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL, Philadelphia, June 15, 1817. GENTLEMEN, I have examined with unusual satisfaction the First Book and Class-Book of Etymology, by Mr. James Lynd. These books both in their plan and execution. give evidence of having been prepared by one practically acquainted with the difficulties of the subject, and able suc cessfully to meet them. I have long considered the study the one of primary importance, and I am free to say, that I beink Mr. Lynd's work the greatest advance that has yet tegen made towards a practical and efficient method of ching it. The conviction has been for some time gaining und, that the study of the analysis of words into their elnts, of the meaning of these elements and the method of combining them-in other words, the study of Etymol ogy Is essential, especially to the mere English scholar, to a pro per nd intelligent comprehension of the language. These LARGE number of first rate agents, to whom a liberal com era ises, also, like all rational exercises connected with the mission will be paid for every ew School they will estabstuerc of language, have been found to be one of the most lish, and or every pupil added to an established school. Teacher effidvient means of diciplining the youthful mind. But hither furnished on application. The best recommendations are requir to cserious difficulties have been experienced from the wanted. All communications must be post paid. of text-books precisely adapted to the necessities of English E. H. WILCOX, Proprietor. scholars; and many teachers have omitted what they be August 1st 1848. 126 Nassau st., New-York lieved to be an important branch of primary instruction' because no method of teaching it had been presented that seemed sufficiently practical. Mr. Lynd's hooks, will go far to remove this difficulty. They are evidently

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[From the Albany Evening Journal.]

THE STATE NORMAL SCHOOL EXAMINATION. The Examination of the Pupils was close and se

vere.

But the Students passed through the ordeal with honor to themselves and credit to their Teachers.

There were forty-six graduates-twenty-nine ladies and seventeen gentlemen-from 33 counties. They go out from the institution thoroughly disciplined, and fully qualified to enter upon the important duties of the profession which they have chosen.

The Principal of the School, Mr. PERKINS, by his devotion to its interests, by his enlightened judgment, and by the proof which he has given of his ripe scholarship, has fully justified the confidence reposed in him. The high character which the institution had acquired under the supervision of the lamented PAGE is safe in the hands of his worthy successor.

The School is no longer an experiment. Its utility is fully established. It is now permanently identified with the Common School System of the State; and so long as it maintains its present high character, it will be as popular with the people as it is useful to the great cause of universal education.

Thursday afternoon the exercises were opened by Prayer by the Rev. Dr. J. N. CAMPBELL, and singing by the Pupils

The following Poem, by Miss Sarah A. Dempster, of Fulton county, was then read by Miss E. C. Hance. If we had a production to be read in public, and wished it to sound well, we would surely secure the services of Miss Hance :

POEM.

The night was still and calm as dreamless sleep,
The cold, pale moonbeams met the light of stars
That glow upon the breast of Heaven and fell
In chill and icy rays upon the earth;
The many-changing autumn hues had wreathed
For every forest-tree a robe of rich
And royal beauty and a crown of gold,
Which in the stirring breeze waved to and fro
Like nodding plumes along the battle-line;
"The bright song-spirit with its fairy voice,"
Was sleeping in its thousand flower-leaf cells;
And in the hollow chambers of the deep,
And in the breast of every living thing,
And through the whole expanse of earth and air
The only sound that broke upon the night
Was half-hushed breezes sweeping down the hill
Amid the fallen leaves. A foot-path wound

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Beside a little stream that wandered on
Among a group of tall proud woodland pines
That changeless in their unshorn beauty stood
Till withered by the ruthless fire of Heaven,
E'en as the glare of madness flashes o'er
The master-mind of earth, and blackens all
That once was fair. And here in summer-noon,
When warm soft sunlight fell all o'er the still
Green earth, enwrapping in its gorgeous robe
The thousand waving fields, 'twas ever dark.
No morn with rising sun could pierce the gloom
That overshadowing hung. No twilight grey
Could oast a mellow light upon the grass
That mildewed in the damp unbroken night.
'Twas darkness black as that which rested on
The deep when God commanded light.
It was a night like this when every breath
Was laden with the overwhelming truth
Of omnipresent life; when every ray

Of light came beaming from th' eternal throne
And voiceless blessed the hand that fashioned it;
When all the sleeping harmonies of earth
Like forms of dreamless dead, with one life-breath
Would burst into a rich and glorious song
That should go wavering over earth and sea
'Till echo flung its music to the sky,

Then sent it back again and swelled for aye
That chord of symphony 'twixt heaven and earth ;--
'Twas such a night I stood within this dark
Wild haunt. My hand was clasped in one that cold
And almost pulseless pressed it on a heart
Where life-blood leaped like waters sent aloft,
And then 'twas laid upon a brow that, hot
And dry and bursting with the pain of thought,
Told of a leech-worm drinking at its fount
Of life. Alas! what flood of bitterness
Had power to drown the placid dignity
That set so queen-like there in other days?
What galling memories or present grief
Could wake the life-pulse from its healthful throb,
And send it bounding like a waterfall
Adown the precipice? 'Twas passing strange!
But oh! that voice, that earnest, breeze-like voice,
That fell upon the ear with influence
As fairy as unwritten poetry
Upon the soul! what strain of melody
Had stolen for a younger-sister tone
Its soft rich eloquence and left it weak
And echoless as broken harp strings are?
Twas wondrous strange!

And thus we stood: her long damp hair, uncurled,
Was wreathing in the gentle night-wind round
My hands, like cold and coiling reptile forms,
And I was sadly musing on "the life

Of man that's one unending round of change,"
As suddenly she broke the fearful calm
And poured upon my ear her thrilling words:

"Oh! for a dialect to tell thee
The pent-up mysteries that fill my soul!
Alas! for a strain of angel-eloquence
To tempt thee on unwearying wing of thought,
To taste the life-breath of the starry spheres!
Oh! we would soar far, far above the winds
And storms and lightning-tracks, and bind our brow
With wreaths from the celestial land, and chant
With seraphs-throngs the music of yon heaven,
And bend before the throne all dazzling light,

All glorious power, all majesty sublime!
And then we'd thread the labyrinth of walks
That, golden-paved and decked with shining gems,
Go wand'ring through th' eternal space. Would'nt it
Be world enough for thee?" she asked, and laughed
A fearful laugh, that clear and shrill as notes
Of silver trumpet rang, and then, as its
Low trembling music-murmur died away,
'Twas hollow and sepulchral as before.

"Ye think me mad that thus I herald forth
The glories of our after home. But list
Ye of imaginative soul, go

With me back to our early friendship days;
Remember how our dreams of life were fair,
What in our girlish fancies we did trace,
Each for the other,-ye for this wild heart
A resting place that rife with intellect
Should be, and I, for thy young trusting soul
A bosom that should glow with love. And then
We pierced the dark to come with youth's bright eyes,
And brought, with telescopic power, its light
To linger on our flow'ry path. Have these
Bright dreams been realized? Have ye, since last
We met. found all of glowing nobleness

Ye looked for then? And has there not been stirred
Within thy heart's deep well a sediment
That will not sink again? Answer me then.
And blame me not that I have striv'n to drink
At fountains that are cool with purer life.

We parted when there dwelt no cloud Upon the sunlit sky,

The glowing things of earth to shroud As they went dancing by,

Upon my brow the light of youth

In childlike beauty played,

And on my heart the seat of truth

By holy hand was laid.

I loved the beautiful and bright.

The harmless, buzzing things,

That in the gorgeous summer light,

Went past on rainbow wings.

I worshipped the pole, clustering gem That rest on yonder blue,

Like new-formed sparkling diadems

Of pearly-shining dew,

There roamed not through the whole wide earth

A sound I loved not well,

Whether of sadness or of mirth

Its province was to tell.

But, oh! to revel in the love

Of numbers and to roam

Among long-buried spheres, to pore
Over some musty tome

That told me of a cavern wild,

In whose recess the earth,

A monster, eyeless, unformed child

Lay dreaming at its birth;

And of some hissing snake-like forns
That through its bowels crept,

And breathed ten thousand crawling worms,
From hot-brine tears they wept.

Oh! fancies strange as these were my delight;
And knowledge, mystic as the syne-day lore
Of Araby, I sought, until there dwelt

Around the the old hearth-stone no joy for me,
And in the love-like eyes that, dim with age,
Looked fondly on my aching brow, no power
To win me, by the light of childhood love,
To filial duty and to life again.

Alas! for hearts that lose the love of home!
The meek-browed and the suff'ring ones lay down
'To rest beneath the shadow of the old
Oak tree where they had played in infancy,

And then through long still summer days I dreamed
Most in my waking hours,' till dreams to me
Were like a star upon the rayless heaven,-
A rose-bud bursting into blossom 'mid
Th' eternal shows, a gleam of reason o'er
A fever-frenzied brain,-a track of thought
Across the chaos of dark idiocy.

And one lone night, when stars were flashing here
And there along the vaulted heaven, I stood
Within the chamber where my Mother died-

A story ran, that from the olden time

'T had been the meeting place of ghost-like forms,
And that they brought harp-music with them there,
There was a strange deep yearning in my breast
For something life could, never satisfy;
And in the mysty twilight it did seem
To me a troop of spirits wandering on
Before my eyes. and on my ear there broke
Some soft and dreamy strains, and then I knew
No more of earth.

But oh! I mingled with the white-robed throng
That swell in yonder Heaven their full-toned song,
And robed me in their spotless white,
And crowned me in their golden light,

And joined my voice in their sweet minstrelsy
When it was soft as murmur on the sea;
And then on spirits' pinions I went by,
Like fire-light flashing on the rayless sky;
My soul expanded 'till 'twas vast as air,

And love and wonder swayed their sceptre there;

My weary, restless spirit stilled,

For, oh! its void was more than filled,

And I stayed one moment on tireless wing

To drink my fill of the brimming spring,
That bubbles up so pure and so free

'In the boundless deep of eternity;'

And then I plumed my wings for flight again, And soared where mortal form had never been, And blew my trumpet loud and long

In my excess of ecstacy,

To bid the fair and snowy throng

Join in my rich sweet minstrelsy.

For ye must know that high above the rest
There sits a band that are supremely blest,
And these, with instruments of sound,
Make known to each th' eternal round
Of swelling harmony and tuneful love,
That is the sole employ in courts above.

There's not a sound in all the sky
That does not rise in music,
And in music-murmur die.

There's not a hope in spirit breast
That falls not on th' eternal ear,
Though formless, voiceless, unexpressed.

And God whose home is every where,
With heavenly calmness grants
The fervent, pure, and holy prayer.

Think, then, how pure are those that stand
Around the throne a choral band;

'Twas there I saw the one ye loved so well,
And high, lond praises from his gentle lips fell,»
And he did seem to know that I was stranger there,
And beconed me to stand beside him, and did cheer
My sinking spirit up with his soft voice,
Until it swelled the chorus strain's rejoice.
Oh! wish him not to dwell on earth again,
For he is basking in the living beams
Of the Eternal Eye. And know ye now
He hovers over those he loved on wing
As guileless as the water-drop from out
The stream of life. Know ye the hymnns ye sang
This morn, the last, the parting hymn,
Was borne on viewless, rushing winds to heaven;
And that the prayer, the last good prayer from lips
Ye love as ye did those that speak to ye,
No longer here, was caught on instruments
That linger near twixt heaven and earth, and now
Is swelling in the chord of praise. And when,
As your full hearts burst out, ye tribute pay
Unto his memory, he blesses God
That made him in His likeness to act well
The part assigned him there.

I care no more.
For me the world is one wide rayless deep,
With nought of life or love indwelling there;
My path is traced and I must wonder on
In darkness to the end. But oh! for thee

A beacon light is gleaming in yon sky,
For thee a thousand flowers are springing up,
To thee a high and holy charge is given,-
And now by all the might of energies
That bow my soul to night,'

'I charge thee with prophetic tone to walk right on- | know, and what he can do; where lie his stores of
ward still,
knowledge, and his fields of action.

To bid despair kneel down before thy stera and
fearless will.

To hurl aside with conscious might the giant from

thy way,

And knowing all thy power, walk on in darkness
or in day.

I tell thee train the young immortal mind
To think and feel and act. And if perchance
A dreamer wanders o'er thy way, awake
Thy slumbering eloquence, stir up thy soul;
And with the might of truth, call out
In tones as startling as the voice of dead,
To that stray one to tread again thy path
That God has marked for him. And then pour on
His ear some words of prudent praise, and trace
For his young mind a destiny that will
Be truly great,' and lead him on, and he
Will turn to thee a heart with all its mind
Of unseen gems, that shall be dearer far

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Than worlds of wealth. And when thy duty's done,
The angel-group shall make a place for thee,

And thou shalt find sweet slumber on the breast
Of the Eternal One."

Singing by the Pupils.

Second, That we next ascertain the powers, physical, intellectual, and moral, by which the one is to be attained, and the other performed, and

Third, That we apply to each one of these just that precise course of culture and training that will enable each, with the least amount of effort, to attain the one and perform the other.

It may be all summed up in the application of discreet and judicious e lture to every active and thinking power, with the view of enabling man to master all that lies within the limits of his capacity, and to act up to the highest responsibility of his being

Now the first obvious remark here is, that this culture would be completely thrown away upon the aged. They haved passed entirely beyond its reach. It would be almost entirely thrown away upon the man or woman in mid life. The modes of thought and feeling, and the habits of action then formed and in full operation, and energised, as they are, by the streams of influence that flow out fresh from life's full fountain head, utterly preclude even the hope of so bestowing it as to effect in them any very considerable

After which, AMOS DEAN, Esq., delivered the follow-change. ing Address to the Students:

ADDRESS.

The only fit subject for this culture is the young.

The young--and what scul stirring associations clusThis earth with all its various uses and purposes, is ter around that term. The young-to whom the langto us what we choose to make it. It is all run in the uage of the cradle and the lessons of the tomb are mould of mind, and is to it what the painted bow of equally accessible. The young-the rising hope of Heaven is to the descending shower and the glittering earth, for whose benefit man has been toiling on ever sunbeams. In the calm and serene aspect, it stretches since the creation, and now presents the accumulated its many colored arch along the verge of the horrison, experience of almost six thousand years to admonish, and is then truly the signal of peace. But in the to warn and to guide. The young-whom posterity troubled storm of the ocean, where the blackening are to hold responsible for the performance of high cloud above frowns upon the tumbling surge below, and holy trusts, of trusts increasing in magnitude and that beauteous bow becomes inverted, and mirrors importance as the experience of the world accumuupon the brow of Heaven, the tempests of the deep. lates its lessons. The young-who are soon to step So also to a well regulated mind, one which com-upon life's thronged arena, upon whom the chains of prehends and acts upon the true philosophy of life, habit have never yet been rivited, whose course and this world is a world of beauty, grandeur, sublimity destiny depend so essentially, so almost entirely upon and goodness. Over all its physical objects and themselves Oh that we might redeem, that we mi ht aspects are thrown an ideal, inoral and religious man-save, that we might enlighten, that we might ennoble tle; and all the acts and violations of its gifted tenant, the young, is the language both of age and of infancy, become invested with the deep and abiding interest the cry that bursts forth spontaneously from the tomb due to immortal natures. When the several sanctions, and from the cradle the physical, political, social, moral and religious, which influence human volitions, are all strictly obeyed, the conscious soul drinks in their pleasures, and always has its ever growing capacities for enjoyment full.

And how shall this be done? At what time, in what place, by what means?

The ime embraces all that period intervening between feeble infancy and that stage of life when mind. soul, and body are surrendered up to the dominion of When, on the contrary the penalties of these sanc-habits which have acquired so much strength as to tions are incurred, and the material frame withers under the influence of disease, or wastes within a prison's walls, or wanders a solitary outcast from society; or when the immortal nature withers beneath the terrible inflictions of i self and its God; then indeed, everything without, in like manner, answers to everything within, and the torturers of body and soul are seen painted in the landscape, glassed in the ocean, mirrored in the heavens, and interwoven in all the varied forms of human action. The ear can then hear nothing but discord, the eye see nothing but tor-office and function, and must perform them faithfully

ture

It becomes then an enquiry of the highest possible importance, by what means this well regulated mind, that can act upon this true philosophy, can be attained. What must be given for its purchase, and on what terms can it become the property of the race.

exert a perfect control. The length of that per od will differ in different individuals. One fact, however, holds true universally: and that is, that this surrender is gradual; that the efficiency of culture in modifying the man and influencing his destiny is inversely as his age; that in this respect he resembles a pyramidical structure, having large portions around its base open to thesun-light, and but a single point at its summit. The place is principally the nursery and the school room Each one of these has its own appropriate

to make a perfect man. With the first, we have here nothing to do, except to remark that the transfer of the young from it to the school room is generally done a great deal too early.-The idea o sending children to school, at a very tender age, for the reason that by so doing they are got rid of at home, is one in which the thing done is as ill-judged as the reason for it is untenable. For this assertion I have my own reasons; First, That we form some definite idea of the but for want of time, and from some slight apprehenhuman capacity; that we ascertain what man cansion that you night pass the same severe judgment

We answer-that the terms, and the only terms

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upon them that I have upon that just mentioned, I farbear to state them.

the creation. His works are constantly addressing every sense we possess, and are appealing to us through the touch, and the taste, and the smell, and the eye and the ear; let then the perceiving, reasoning and reflecting mind no longer remain ignorant of their higher purposes, or inattentive to their various teachings.

The means are principally parental and school instruction. With the first again we have nothing to do, except to remark, that it stands to the second in the relations of a child to its parent.-Who are the fathers and mothers of this generation? They were the school boys and school girls of the last; and the There are, to speak of no others, two obvious beneschool children of the present, with all their thought-fits arising from this institution One is the general less levities and smiling faces, and gladsome gushings diffusion of intelligence and knowledge; the creation forth of young life, are to be the fathers and mothers of a loftier tone of moral senti.nent; the gift of a of the next. More than that. They are to be the power to appreciate the higher uses and purposes of progenitors of the whole world that is yet to come, things; all tending ultimately to form and sustain a and the remotest generation that shall tenant this orb, pure and high toned public opinion, that engine so is to send back upon them its blessing or its curse, ac-powerful for good or evil in all the workings of free cording as they have influenced its destinies for weal governments. Thus by the wide diffusion of these means of happiness and enjoyment, their sum total must be vastly increased.

or woe.

Another is that it affords abundant opportunity and every reasonable facility, to minds originally vested with the elements of power to become quickened into life, and to awake to a knowledge of themselves. We know not what mighty energies, or what giant powers, may be slumbering immediately around us. The child who is now collecting his rudiments of knowledge in yonder school house, may yet make a discovery in some department of art or industry, that shall completely revolutionize human affairs.

It is therefore perfectly apparent that around the institution of the common school cluster interests momentous for the present, and full of consequences for the future. And yet this is no time hallowed institution It has been late in making its appearance upon the stage of action. We have still amongst us him who gave its present form. who by blending in proper proportions, state patronage with voluntary individual effort, imparted to it at once the elements of power, progress and perpetuity. This lateness of its or gin is one among the facts going to show that man's capacity for development is inexhaustible; that We in truth, little know where sleeps the head to new ideas and new institutions will continue to be which mankind may be the most extensively indebproduced and organized, so long as man continue to ted. It may be pillowed in poverty, and want and deștibe man; and that these new ideas and institutions tution may be the inmates of its dwelling; the coldwill ever spring up at the call of necessity, and beness of neglect, or the smile of derision its encourageadapted to the occasion or exigencies that requires them.

and support with a power more than human, and with their kindly aid it pursues onward its noiseless and unobtrusive tread, until the first intelligence we have of it, it sends up its pointed rod to protect our dwellings from the thunderbolt, or pushes afloat its steamship to gladden our waters.

ment to effort. It goes forth alone and unnoticed. The man of business, and of pleasure, and of politics, It is, to a great extent, on the possibility or proba- passes by regardlessly. He has no eye to see, nor ear bility of realising from this institution all it seems to hear, nor tongue to encourage. Nor are these refitted to furnish, that the hope of the world now hangs. quired. Their place is more than supplied by the ten Were not the schoolmaster abroad amongst us, we thousand glorious influences, that come up fresh and might well doubt the perpetuity of all those institu- invigorating from every part of this vast temple, the tions which are mainly dependant on light and knowl-universe, where God is worshipped. These sustain edge. That little moral castle, the school house, is of an importance, infinitely outweighing the princely palace, or baronial hall. There are sown the seeds of knowledge; there are first manifested the elements of power; there are aroused the hitherto dormant energies of thought; and how important is thought. It is its noiseless progress, that by its still but efficient development of great principles, laws, and wide spreading truths, has given man such a clearness of vision into the arena of nature, and control over her operations as to enable him to employ her most active agents, in his own service, to push forward the enormous vessel by the expansive power of her steam, and to send abroad through space his various communications on the wings of her lightning.

Let then the energies of thought be successfully aroused. Let the American mind be awakened to a sense of its wants; to a knowledge of its powers; and to a just appreciation of its rights, privileges and perogatives. Let there be instilled into the minds of the young an irrepressible desire of knowledge; a desire that will originate sea.ching inquiries into the operations, reasons, causes and effects of things; that will ask of the volcano how and why it lights up its blazing beacon fire; of the earthquake, wherefore its convulsive heavings of thestorm cloud and what mission it is designed to accomplish; and of the blood, on what rosey errand it is sent into every part of the living system. Wherefore should the mind be idle while dwelling in the midst of a universe of wonders; while inhabiting a world which is in fact only a splendid work shop, in which God has been laboring ever since

A single invention, or the discovery of the simplest principle, may be of infinitely more value to man than the creation or dismemberment of an hundred empires. Take, for instance, the principle of representation in government. Would all the wealth and power, and influence of the world combined, purchase of us that principle? No. Because without it that wealth and power, and influence would be divested of value. Without it they might indeed be roses, but they would be roses growing upon a grave, and utterly valueless to the unconscious dust beneath them.

The extent to which these benefits are secured by this institution, will depend mainly upon the teachers and their methods of instruction. The teachers, and who are they? Are they from among and of the people? Have they come up to this great work with a full conviction of its importance? Do they realize the greatness of their mission? Are they satisfied with simply being useful, and are they willing to relinquish larger spheres of action, in order that they may be come more efficient in smaller? Have they possessed themselves of sound principles of their own by which to be guided, or are they to receive them from others upon trust? Do they stand upon the strength of their own "rendered reasons," or do they pin their faith upon the sleeves of others?

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