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teaches how easily musc-pure and surprising
music-may be made OH the same instrument,
which under an ignorant or purposed touch will
send forth discords in prodlgi ious varieties. He
who has become acquainted with the instrument,
though not master Of it well knows how to
avoid those combinations of sound which are
painful to the ear, and often tend to disturb fee
! lings and passions What tones are sweeter than
those produced by the gentle breeze Of heavenil
passing over the strings olthe Eolian Harp? The
reason is, those strings are atluned that their
vibrations will not respond except in notes Of
harmony: but only disorder the strings, by in
creasng the tension cf some and decreasing that
of others, aud the sweetest zephyr will produc.'
nothing but the ylest discords resembling angry
passions. Let US then, in our journey through
the year on which we have entered, acquire
much possible knowledge Of the science
and the art of social and domestic moral music.
Let us learn to measure our time with care to
cultivate voices, that they may lose all harsh
ness let each attend to his own part, and
strive to excel in that. Let us consider our feel
ngs, passions aud dispositions, as the strings OF
the Harp; and the ordinary events Of life as the
breezes which give vibration to the string; II


these s,rings--our feelings, passion and disposi-
tions-are in proper tune-underd due regulation,
and preserving a Just relation, each to all the
others, we have then all the elements of moral
music, domestic and social, and in few weeks,
| by due regard to all the principles and arrange
ment above mentioned, we shall soon be good
scholars, giving and receiving all that pleasure
which harmony can afford, and as the sober au-
tumn advances our tastes for his kind of music
will be more and more rpened towards pelfrc-
ton; and when the cold Drcembelly evenings
shall arrive we can listen to the angry music Of
the elements abroad, full of discordant strains,
sweeping by our peaceful homes, while within


them all may be the music of the heart, in its
gentlest movements.


It is a melancholy truth that we ourselves


manufacture seven-eis hths Of what we are dis


posed to term our misiortunes in this world.


Want Of precantion mars our arrangements:


want Of prudence exposes US to dangers which


we might easily have avoided-want Of patience


often hurres US into difficulties, aud dsquatics


us to bear them with calmness or decency. In


diligence in follies and fashions often plants the


seeds Of waste and disease. Intemperance in our


passions always is followed by unwelcome sensa-
tions, and sometimes with sense of shame.
Stmulants are succeeded by debility, and when


they are used to excess, we know and daily wit
. ness the dreadful resuls-if death is not one Of


them-either the death of the offender, or Of
some other destroyed BY his hand in the tempest
of infuriated passions-we are too often compell-
| ed to mourn over the desolation they OCCASION
presenting in one view.


| Hae-grief-d despair-the family of pan.''