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Bruce and Mungo Park, Columbus and Cook, Magellan, Hendricks, Hudson, and the rest of the earth and ocean wanderers, have many Q time and oft given employment to the com mon crier of their native towns.

 1 They are pretty animals, young pigs and l children-it is pity both grow up so badly. The alternation thai takes place in the pig ling as he approaches pighood. is not greater, or more gross than that of youth waxing into manhood. Girls.to be sure, are of a fin- CT nature, and expand, like a bud into a blossom, from delicate girls into delicious women. But man has an inheritance of im- purity assigned to him. It is almost melan- choly to look into the hce of the glowing, l bright-eyed boy, and think of the coarse change that must inevitably ensue. We say nothing of the shadow anp the line that care will throw and trace upon, the bent brow, or of the radiance that despohdency and disap- l pointment will take from the sparkling eye it is of the mere physical change produced 1 by physical causes that we espeak. To think, now, that those smooth, rosy cheeks, covered with peach down, will be transformed into pieces of yellow parchment, from whence will emerge very efficient material for the manufacture of mattresses that from the dimpled chin substances will protrude simi- lar to those that arise from the back of the sunclean' animal that 'fire-waters' will steal the dewy freshness from the lip, and to- bacco (pah } distain the pure and pearl white teeth $; innocent, as yet of more com l plex and mysterious combinations of cook | cry and, worst of all, that those delicate nostrils, that have as yet but inhaled the fresh breeZes of Heaven and the fragrance | of flowers, will hereafter snuff snuff, and be- l come a voluntary receptacle for black, pungent dust, that aims the eye-sight and begrins the brain. Heavens! what dirty and expensive animal is sophisticated Man It is touching sight, or ought to be to adult sinners, to see a group of children at play, more especially in the country. In town their sport is frequently chargeable, lamps, windows and other brittle materials for which their irritate and unfortunate he- parents have to pay, and which, at least as far they (the parentS) are concerned, is rath- CT preiudicial to train of mild and equable reflection. In such places their sport (poor things) is characterized by man as mischief because it may directly or indirectly affect himself; but in the fields, among the grass and flowers, there is thoughtful beauty in the sight of cluster of unshallowed spirits | in the full enjoyment of their animal exis- 1 tences-in their recklessness of past and fu- ture-in their hearty acceptance of the pres ent as unmingled good. It is pleasant, yet mournful to look upon them. We think of what we have been, and what we are-of what they are, and what they will be. Our hearts unconsciously swell and, like the an- cient mariner, we bless them unawares.'- The sight of their untameable mirth comes mingled to us with prophetic gleams; and the merry, musical laugh. that almost un- ceasingly ring upon the air, is not without a dying fall' in the ears to which they bring strange and indistinct remembrances. Oh there is no glee like the glee of children The merriment of manhood is but the idle 'crackling of thorns under the pot 4n com parison.

 "We look before and after,

 And pine for what is not;

 Our sincerest laughter

 With some pain is fraught; .t. Our sweetest songs those that tell ofsaddes thot" And yet, despite even their glee, watch their course for while, and how clearly it is made manifest, that they inherit our nature and doom-that they mimic us in miniature have already their small griefs-their trival afflictions-their bread-and- butter troubles and that they await the touch of thought and the soil of sin, to be what we are, and they can never be again.

 KISS FOR A BLOW.

 

 in Boston, where he saw girl and boy on one seat who were brother and sister. In moment of thoughtless passion, the little boy struck his sister. The little girl was pro- voked and raised her hand ito return the blow. Her face showed that rage was work | ing within, and her clinched fist was aimed at her brother, when her teacher caught her eye "Stop my dear," said she, "you had much better kiss your brother than to strike him." The look and the word reached her heat. Her hand dropped. She threw her ! arms around his neck and kissed him. The boy was moved. He could have stood a. gainst blow but he could not withstand a sisters kiss. He compared the provocation he had given her with the return she made, and the tears rolled down his cheeks. This affected his sister, and she took her little handkerchief and wiped away his tears-. But the sight of her kindness only made him cry the faster; he was completely subdued. Her teacher then told the little children al- ways to return kiss for blow, and they would never get any more blows If men and women, and families, and communities, and nations would act on this principle, this world would almost cease to be a vale of tears. "Nation would not lift up sword a. gainst nation, neither would they learn war any more."-[ Youths Cabinet.

 From he Boston Golaev

 ] Boariag to the L0dies.-A little extra in the Morning Post from some volume on etiquette, running thus" If you meet lady of your acquaintance in the street, it is her part to mo- ! tce you first, unless, indeed, you are very in- timate. The reason is, if you bow to lady first, she may not choose toacknowledge you, and there is no remedy but if she bow to yoat