THANKSGIVING.
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 All christian nations have their anniver- saries, their peculiar holidays. Some of them are exclusively for secular enjoyment -others are affections.

 In this country, but very few distinct h"l- idays are known or observed. Our nn- tional anniversary is almost alone, except, perhaps, some incidental religious pr poIil- ical festivals. There are no grands gala days, set apart for common fesiivity or mil- itary splendor, for which the farmer leaves his tools, and the artisan his w0rkshop.- But in New England the seasons furnish appropriate times for abstpining from labor and personal enjoyment, by the observan. ces of Fast and Thanksgiving. These occasions come home to the bosOms of the people of these States with peculiar force. The return of Spring-whcn the earth a. gain pnts on her green verdure, and the birds come back from the Southern skies seems an appropriate time to invoke the blessings of Heaven upon the labors of the HusbaDdman. When seed time has passed away and Summer has flown and the har- vest is gathered in, there is striking fitness and moral beauty in offering up the fullncss of the heart in gratitude to God, for unre- hitting mercies and blessings. Causes in- numerable exist in our daily walks for all this, but it is surely well becoming an en. frightened people, to set apart season for the special exercise of the religious affec- tions, after an abundant harvest, whicl, shall ascend, like grateful incense, to Heav- en!

 Thanksgiving, then, to the New Eng. land heart, is the holiest of all social ant religious festivals. It is that peculiar pc riod of time which is remembered with ten. derness through life, associating the joys O childhood, and youth, and home, and fire side happiness, with all that the heart trea- sures up to feed its ardent yeafnings upon. when sorrow depresses, or the estrange- ments of the world shall have made the bo- som desolate and lonely.' Such fond re- collections are seldom forgotten, and never obliterated. They are moulded into the very recesses of the heart, and glow witl warmth and tenderness in the affections We should grieve for that mother, whose child forgets the lessons of filial love ant duty, which she had nurtured on this con- secrated day. We should feel for tha fathers heart, whose n,axims of wisdom were disregarded by his child when he reached the trying season of manhood.- Can there be joy greater. or happines, purer, than the circle of these absent fon6 ones, gathered around the festive board What virtues are hero strengthened-wha good purposes formed, and what tender emotions excited! What child can leave the paternal roof, after such scene, with. out an influence upon his character. ncveI to be dissipated, and an impression upor his heart, which the world. with all it. blandishmenls and vices, can never wipe away. The social and religious anniversa ry, then, is dear to every son of New-Eng land, and when far from the land of hi birth, and remembrance is busy, and hope is warm, and feeling is ardent, the recol lection of this festival is over welcomed a the 'greenest spot on Memory's waste | Northampton Courier.