Rambling along the shore of Iris Island, every step presenting a new

scene, impressing the mind with the greatness of God and the

insignificance of man, while "the voice of many waters" proclaimed to

erring reason "there is a God:" also, here, under the shade of a noble

oak, in full view of the great Cataract, sat a small group of ladies; in

their midst, a gentle girl reading aloud from one of the many works that

"charm the greedy reader on, till done, he tries to recollect his

thoughts and nothing finds--but dreamy emptiness." I lingered, and

learned this was the tale of a young authoress, whose writings are now

winning golden opinions from a portion of our religious press. Yet how

unsuitable the place for delighting in the extravagant and improbable

blending of truth and fiction, though it may have a _moral_ and

_religious_ under-current. At the side of that young reader sat her

_mother_. The favorable moments for impressing that immortal mind

committed to her guardianship, with right views of the Infinite Supreme,

were swiftly passing away, the opportunity of awakening in her young

heart while beholding His wonderful work emotions of humility and

reverence was alike forgotten; with the daughter just entering upon

womanhood she gave all thought and feeling, alone to the ideal. Could I

have aroused that parent to a sense of her obligations, of her neglected

opportunities, of the priceless value of her child's soul, stranger

though I was, I would have earnestly besought her, to take away that

romance, to step with her to the point but just before them--open the

"Book of books," and let her read of Him "who hath measured the waters

in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with a span; who hath

compassed the waters with bounds until the day and night come to an end;

whose way is in the sea, and his path in the great waters. The Lord,

whose name alone is excellent, his glory above the earth and heaven."

THETA.

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TO MY FATHER,

AFTER A WRECK OF FORTUNE, AND IN A FOREIGN LAND.

All gone--yet 'mid this heavy loss

A ray of light behold;

If thou art parted with the dross,

There's left for thee the gold.

A name unsullied--conscience clear,

From aught that man can prove;

And, what must be to thee most dear,

Thy children's changeless love.

The visions of the world so fair

Are fading from our sight;

Yet hope sinks not in vain despair,

But points to one more bright.

Oh, may misfortune's chilling blight,

But bind us closer here,

Till we behold the dawning light

Of yonder blessed sphere.

And O, my father, linger not,

In exile, from our hearth;

Ah, this has been a cherished spot,

To make us cling to earth.

'Tis where the youngest of the seven

First drew his fleeting breath,

Sweet cherished flower, the gift of heaven,

To fill our blooming wreath.

And saddened memories linger not

Around each faded year;

Oh, let it never be forgot

Death hath not entered here.

The shrine of many a fervent prayer,

More loved than words can tell,

Is passing to another's care,

And we must say, Farewell.

But O, my father, hasten home,

'Tis in each loved one's heart;

Thy wife, thy children, bid thee come,

And ne'er again depart.

For me, my love shall ever twine

Around thy future years;

And my most fervent prayers be thine

Amid this vale of tears,

That when life's busy cares shall cease--

Its feeble ties be riven;

Thine honored head may rest in peace,

Thy soul ascend to heaven.

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FAMILY GOVERNMENT

It is generally admitted that there has been a lamentable declension in

family government within a few years. I propose to show some of the

causes of this growing evil, and to point out the remedy.

1. _Inattention and blindness to the faults of children._--As a matter

of course we cannot expect parents will restrain their children without

observing their faults. They must see an error before they can correct

it.

It would not be strange if affection or love for our children should

sometimes hide their faults, or that others should sometimes notice them

before we do. They are often, too, looked upon as trivial, as of small

importance. The mother of pirate Gibbs might have thought it very

trivial that her little son should kill flies, and catch and torture

domestic animals. But it had its influence in forming the character of

the pirate. The man who finishes his days in state-prison as a notorious

thief began his career in the nursery by stealing pins, or in the pantry

by stealing sugar and cake, and as soon as old enough to look abroad, to

take a little choice fruit from a neighbor's garden or orchard. The

finished gambler began his career by the side of his mother, by taking

pins stealthily from her cushion. Children cannot do great things when

young. They have not the power. Their powers and views are too limited

to perform what may be called great deeds of wickedness. Yet the grossly

immoral usually begin their downward course in youth. The germ of

wickedness is then planted. Time only matures what is thus begun. Those

trivial things which you suffer to pass without a rebuke, constitute the

germ of all their future depravity. The wickedness of youth differs from

that of mature age rather in degree than in kind. The character of the

man may often be read in the conduct of the child. Thus bad government

originates in overlooking the faults of children, or in wrong views of

their conduct. The deeds of childhood are considered of small moment.

Childhood with them has no connection with manhood. The child may be

anything, and make a giant in intellect, or a professor in morals. But

it should be remembered that the very essence of good government lies in

watching the connection of one act with another, in tracing the relation

between the conduct of mature age and the little developments of

childhood and youth. Good government respects not only the present good

of its subjects but their future. It takes in eternity as well as time.

A great many parents are totally blind to the faults of their children.

They see none when they are even gross. Everybody else can see them, and

is talking about them, and they know not that they exist. Like Eli, of

ancient days, the first that they know of the wickedness of their

children they hear it from all the people. It is a sad thing when others

have to tell us of the depravity of our children. And it is then

generally too late to correct them. The public do not know the first

aberrations of childhood and youth. They can only be learnt in the

nursery. If parents are blind to them, and they are suffered to become

habits, it is generally too late to correct them. It is in the form of

habits that neighbors become acquainted with them. Woe to that child

then, whose faults are rebuked by every one else, but not by his

parents! His faults are in every one's mouth, but not in theirs.

2. _The interference of one parent while the other is endeavoring to

enforce rightful discipline._--Nothing has a more injurious influence

upon family government than such a course. It presents the two, in whom

the children should place the most implicit confidence, at variance. As

a matter of course, the disobedient child will throw himself into the

hands of the one interfering, as a kind of shield from the rod. In such

a case it is almost utterly impossible to maintain government and

support discipline. The child justifies himself, and stoutly persists in

his rebellion while he receives countenance from one of his parents.

This, if I mistake not, is often done. Many a family has been ruined in

this way for time and eternity. Government was entirely disobeyed in the

outset. The father undertook the correction of the child, but the

mother threw her arms over him--she pleads that he is a little

child--that he knew not what correction means, as for _what_ he is

corrected--or the rod is applied too severely. The child cried most

unmercifully, when perhaps he only cried because he was rebellious and

stubborn. This repeated a few times, and the one who is determined to

maintain discipline becomes discouraged, and silently the management, or

rather the mismanagement of the family passes into the hands of the

other parent, and for peace sake.

The above is a fruitful cause of bad management. In truth no one is

prepared to govern others unless he governs himself. A fretful spirit

and an impatient manner can do but little else than awaken opposition in

the breast of the child. Such a course can never secure confidence and

love. Every parent is here exposed to err. We are never prepared to

administer discipline without possessing the spirit of Christ. It would

probably be a good rule to adopt never to correct a child until we have

been upon our knees before God in prayer. It would be a great preventive

to a spirit of impatience.

3. _A want of decision._--One reason why some find so much difficulty in

the management of their families, is owing to the manner in which they

address their children. They never speak with any degree of decision.

The child judges it doubtful whether the parent means what he requires.

He therefore hesitates and hesitates before he obeys. He foresees this

habit, and hence he neglects obedience altogether. For the want of

decision, he is under the necessity of repeating his commands again and

again. What a wretched practice! No one should think he governs his

children without they obey him _at once_. He should never expect to

repeat his commands, and he should speak in such a manner as to lead the

child to infer the parent _expected him to obey._ Manner has great

influence. _Expression_ is more than half.

Where submission takes place under such circumstances, it is generally

of the genuine kind. There is no spuriousness about it. And there is not

often any more trouble about discipline after that. The question is

decisively settled. It is not every child that manifests its rebellion

so much all at once. They manifest it little by little, daily, as

opportunity offers, and then they will appear more easily to yield. It

is to be feared, there is but little genuine submission in many such

instances. At least there is but one course for the parent--to keep up

the discipline so long as he manifests the least particle of rebellion.

If he shows rebellion in any particular way, you should not try to avoid

it, but meet it, and effect the work of entire submission.

4. _Correcting with an improper spirit and in an improper manner is

another cause of bad government._--Some never chastise except in a rage,

and then no one is prepared to do it. They must get very much excited

before they undertake to correct the child, and then perhaps when the

child is not in the least to blame. He lets a pitcher fall, or breaks a

plate, the parent flies into a passion, and begins to beat the unlucky

boy or girl. Perhaps no positive correction was deserved. Such a spirit

can never benefit a child. Some never think of reproving a real fault.

It is only when an accident occurs, or some unintentional mishap is

done, that the rod is ever used. To be sure there might be blame, but

nothing compared with some acts of deliberate and willful transgression,

when no correction is given.

Parents, your children cannot purchase at any price what you can give

them; I mean a subdued will. To effect this it is necessary to begin

when a child is very young. The earlier the better, if you can make

yourself understood. You need not fix upon any particular age when to

begin; let this depend on circumstances, and different children will

show their rebellion upon different points.

5. _Coming short of attaining the object when you make the

attempt--leaving discipline half completed._--When a child is corrected,

every reasonable object should be attained. No point should be evaded.

The parent should not stop until perfect and entire submission is

effected on every point of dispute. And first I would invite your

attention to instances by no means rare, where the child shows rebellion

on some particular point. At such a point he stops; you cannot move him.

He will do anything else but just the thing required. He may never have

showed a stubborn will before. You have now found a point where you

differ; there is a struggle between will and will; the stakes are set,

and one or the other must yield. There is no avoiding it; you cannot

turn to the right nor to the left; there is but one course for you. You

must go forward, or the ruin of your child is sealed. You have come to

an important crisis in the history of your child, and if you need motive

to influence you to act, you may delineate as upon a map his temporal

and eternal destiny--these mainly depend upon the issue of the present

struggle. If you succeed, your child is saved; if you fail, he is lost.

You may think perhaps your child will die before he will yield. We had

almost said he might as well die as not to yield. I have known several

parents who found themselves thus situated. Perhaps they possessed a

feeble hand, their strength began to fail, but it was no time to parley.

They summoned all their energy to another mighty struggle. Victory was

theirs--a lost child was saved. Some are contented with anything that

looks like obedience in such instances. The occasion passes. It soon,

however, recurs with no better nor as good prospects. Thus the struggle

is kept up while the child remains under the parental roof.

A father one day gave his little son some books, his knife, and last of

all his watch to amuse him. He was right under his eye. At length he

told him to bring them all to him. He brought the books and knife to him

cheerfully; the watch he wanted to keep--that was his idol. The father

told him to bring that; he refused. The father used the rod. He took up

the watch and brought it part way, and laid it down. The father told him

to put it in his hand, but he would not. He corrected him again. He

brought it a little farther and laid it down. Again he whipped him. At

length he brought it and held it right over his father's hand, but would

not put it in. The father, wearied by the struggle, struck the son's

hand with the stick, and the watch fell into his hand. It was not given

up. There was no submission. That son has been known to be several times

under conviction, but he would never submit to God.

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THE MOTHERS OF THE BIBLE

RIZPAH.

In order fully to understand the subject of our present study, we must

return upon the track, to the days of Joshua, before Israel had wholly

entered upon the possession of the promised land. The tribes were

encamped at Gilgal to keep the passover, and from there, by the

direction of Jehovah, they made incursions upon the surrounding

inhabitants. Jericho and Ai had been taken, and the fear of these

formidable Hebrews and their mighty God had fallen upon the hearts of

the nations and stricken them almost to hopelessness. Feeling that a

last effort to save themselves and their homes must be made, they banded

together and resolved to defend their rights, and to put to proof the

combined power of their deities. One clan, however, despairing of

success by any such means, having heard that the utter extirpation of

the Canaanites was determined upon, resorted to stratagem, and thus

secured their safety in the midst of the general ruin. "They did work

wilily," says the sacred record, "and made as if they had been

ambassadors, and took old sacks upon their asses, and wine bottles old,

and rent, and bound up; and old shoes and clouted upon their feet, and

old garments upon them; and all the bread of their provision was dry and

mouldy. And they went to Joshua unto the camp at Gilgal, and said unto

him, and to the men of Israel, We be come from a far country, now

therefore make ye a league with us." At first the Israelites seem to

have suspected trickery, but when the supposed ambassadors produced

their mouldy bread, and declared that it was taken hot from the oven on

the morning of their departure from their own country, and that their

wine bottles were new, now so shrunk and torn, and pointed to their

shoes and garments quite worn out by the length of the journey; and

told their pitiful story, and in their humility stooped to any terms if

they might only be permitted to make a covenant, Joshua and his elders

were completely deceived, and without stopping to ask counsel of the

Lord, "they made peace with them, and made a league with them to let

them live."

The Lord abhors treachery, and although his people had greatly erred in

this act, and although these Hivites were among the nations whom he had

commanded them to destroy, yet since a covenant had been made with them,

it must be kept on peril of his stern displeasure and severe judgments.

Only three days elapsed before the Israelites discovered that the crafty

ambassadors were their near neighbors, and were called upon to come to

their defense against the other inhabitants of the land, who having

heard of the transaction at Gilgal, had gathered together to smite their

principal city, Gibeon, and destroy them because they had made peace

with Joshua. Before the walls of that mighty city, and in behalf of

these idolaters, because Jehovah would have his people keep faith with

those to whom they had vowed, was fought that memorable battle, the like

of which was never known before or since, when to aid the cause, the

laws of Nature were suspended upon human intercession--when Joshua said,

"Sun, stand thou still upon Gibeon, and thou, moon, in the valley of

Ajalon." "So the sun stood still in the midst of heaven, and hasted not

to go down about a whole day."

The tribes gained their inheritance, and their enemies were mostly

driven out of the land, but in their midst ever dwelt the Gibeonites,

safe from molestation, though the menial services of the tabernacle were

performed by them, because of the deceit by which they purchased their

lives, and they were contented to be thus reduced to perpetual bondage

so they might escape the doom of their neighbors.

Years passed on, and vicissitudes came to the Israelites of one kind and

another. Sometimes they were victorious in their battles and peaceful

among themselves; and again they fled before enemies or were embroiled

in civil dissensions. Ever, above, caring for them, and bringing them

safely on through all; instructing, guiding and disciplining, sat on

his throne, their mighty invisible King. They demanded an earthly

monarch, and in judgment he granted their desire. _In judgment_, and

miserable in many ways were the results of his reign. Among his other

evil acts not recorded, but alluded to in the history, was one of cruel

treachery to the Gibeonites. "It would seem that Saul viewed their

possessions with a covetous eye, as affording him the means of rewarding

his adherents, and of enriching his family, and hence, on some pretense

or other, or without any pretense, he slew large numbers of them, and

doubtless seized their possessions." In this wicked deed we gather that

many of the Israelites, and the members of Saul's family in particular,

had an active share, and were benefited by the spoils. The Almighty

beheld and took cognisance, but no immediate retribution followed.

Towards the close of David's reign, however, for some unknown reason,

the whole land was visited with a famine. Month after month it stalked

abroad, and year after year, until three years of want had afflicted the

chosen people. At the end of that time David, having resorted to all

possible means of providing food in vain, began to reflect that there

was meaning in the visitation, and "sought the face of the Lord," to

inquire why he was displeased with his people. The answer was explicit

and terrible. "It is for Saul and his bloody house, because he slew the

Gibeonites." Though men forget, the Lord does not. He will plead the

cause of the oppressed sooner or later, and though his vengeance sleep

long, yet will he reward to those that deal treachery sevenfold sorrow.

Driven by famine and by the expressed will of Jehovah, David sent to ask

of the injured people what should be done to satisfy their sense of

justice. "And the Gibeonites said unto him, We will have no silver nor

gold of Saul nor of his house, neither for us shalt thou kill any man in

Israel.

"The man that consumed us, and that devised against us that we should be

destroyed from remaining in any of the coasts of Israel,

"Let seven men of his sons be delivered unto us, and we will hang them

up unto the Lord in Gibeon of Saul. And the king said, I will give

them."

Dreadful days of blood! Fearful fiat! which though needful and just, yet

invaded the sanctuary of home so gloomily. Sad world! in which the

innocent so often bear the sins of the guilty,--when will thy groans,

ever ascending into the ears of Almighty love, be heard and bring

release?

The sentence was executed. Two sons of Saul by Rizpah, his inferior

wife, and five of Merab his eldest daughter, whom Michal had, for some

reason, educated, were delivered up and hung by the Gibeonites.

Who can imagine, much less portray, the mother's anguish when her noble

sons were torn from her for such a doom! We do not know whether Merab

was living to see that day of horror, but Rizpah felt the full force of

the blow which blasted all her hopes. Her husband, the father of her

sons, had been suddenly slain in battle; her days of happiness and

security had departed with his life, and now, all that remained of

comfort, her precious children, must be put to a cruel death to satisfy

the vengeance due to crimes not hers nor theirs. Wretched mother! a

bitter lot indeed was thine! But the Lord had spoken, and there was no

reprieve. To the very town where they had all dwelt under their father's

roof, were these hapless ones dragged and their bodies ignominiously

exposed upon the wall until they should waste away--a custom utterly

abhorrent to all humanity, and especially to the Hebrews, whose

strongest desire might be expressed in the words of the aged Barzillai,

"Let me die in mine own city, and be buried by the grave of my father

and mother."

Behold now that lone and heart-broken mother, on the spot where day and

night, week after week, and month after month, she may be found. Neither

heat nor cold--distressing days nor fearful nights--the entreaties of

friends, nor the weariness of watching, nor the horrifying exhibition of

decaying humanity, could drive her from her post. Upon the sackcloth

which she had spread for herself upon the rock she remained "from the

beginning of the harvest until the rain dropped upon them out of

heaven," and suffered neither the birds of the air by day, nor the

beasts of the field by night to molest those precious remains. O

mother's heart! of what heroism art thou capable! Before a scene like

this the bravest exploits of earth's proudest heroes fade into dim

insignificance. At this picture we can only gaze. Words wholly fail when

we would comment on it. Of the agonies it reveals we cannot speak. There

are lessons to be learned from it, and upon them we can ponder.

The value which the Lord our God sets upon truth is here displayed. He

will have no swerving from the straight path of perfect fidelity to all

engagements and covenants. Severe and awful appears his character as

thus presented to us, and yet it is upon this very attribute that all

our hopes rely. "He is not a man that he should lie, nor the son of man

that he should repent." If he thus defends those who love him not, how

safe and happy may his children rest.

The days in which Rizpah lived were dark and gloomy days. The words of

Samuel to Agag may stand as their memorial, "As thy sword hath made

women childless, so shall thy mother be childless among women." Let us

be thankful that we see no such direful scenes, and let us act worthy of

our higher lot. Let us remember also that there is a destruction of life

more terrible even than that which Rizpah witnessed--the destruction of

the soul. If the mother's love within us prompts us to half the care of

the spiritual life of our children, which she bestowed on the decaying

forms of her loved ones, He who rewards faithfulness will not suffer us

to labor in vain.

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Each day is a new life; regard it therefore, as an epitome of the world.

Frugality is a fair fortune, and industry a good estate. Small faults

indulged, are little thieves to let in greater.

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FEMALE EDUCATION--INTELLECTUAL TRAINING.

BY REV. S. W. FISHER.

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