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The ocean pales where'er I sweep,

To hear my strength rejoice,
And the monsters of the briny deep

Cower, trembling at my voice.
I carry the wealth and the lord of earth,

The thought of the god-like mind ;
The wind lags after my flying forth,

The lightning is left behind.
In the darksome depths of the fathomless mine,

My tireless arm doth play,
Where the rocks never saw the sun decline,

Or the dawn of the glorious day.
I bring earth's glittering jewels up

From the hidden cave below,
And I make the fountain's granite cup

With a crystal gush o'erflow.
I blow the bellows, I forge the steel

In all the shops of trade;
I hammer the ore and turn the wheel

Where my arms of strength is made;
I manage the furnace, the mill, the mint,

I carry, I spin, I weave;
And all my doings I put into print

On every Saturday eve.
I've do muscle to weary, no breast to decay,

No bones to be laid on the shelf,'
And soon I intend you may go and play,'

While I manage the world by myself.
But harness me down with your iron bands ;

Be sure of your curb and rein,
For I scorn the strength of your puny hands

As the tempest scorns a chain.

Our God will never turn away,

Nor scorn the sinner's prayer,
Who hast'neth while 't is called to.day.

The Saviour's grace to share.
His mercy is not like the rill

By summer showers supplied,
Which winter's stormy blast may chill,

And check its flowing tide;
Bat like a vast unfathomed see,

Whose waves wash every shore;
'Tis wide and deep, and pure and free,

The same for evermore :
A sea, a sea, a boundless sea,

Whose ever rolling tide
Brings life and spotless purity

From the Redeemer's side.




" I love to hear the cur

Of the night-loving Partridge." The Hebrew name of the Partridge is Ker, or Kore, from the verb Kara, to cry. It is supposed that it has received its name from its note. The same is the case in other languages; thus in Arabic it is called Kurr; and in the province of Andalusia, in Spain, it is called churr. In all these names there is a resemblance of sound to its note. Any one who, in Autumn, remains upon the field after sunset, will find abundant opportunity of hearing this noise, or note, of the Partridge, from which it originally derived its name.

The Partridge is a beautiful bird. It is about one foot in length. “The general color of the plumage is brown and ash, elegantly mixed with black; each feather is streaked down the middle with buff color; the sides of the head are tawny; the eyes are hazel ; and under each eye there is a saffron-colored spot, which has a granulated appearance; and between the eye and the ear is a naked skin of a light scarlet, which is not very conspicuous but in old birds; on the breast there is a crescent of a deep chestnut color; the tail is short; the legs are of a greenish white, and are furnished with a small knob behind. The bill is of light brown. The female has no crescent on the breast, and her colors in general are not so distinct and bright as those of the male. There are generally from ten to fifteen in a covey; and if unmolested, they live from fifteen to seventeen years.

The Partridge is twice mentioned in the Bible. In both cases a knowledge of the history and habits of this bird are necessary to the understanding of the sense of scripture. The first passage is in 1 Sam. 26: 20. “The king of Israel is come out to seek a flea, as when one doth hunt a partridge in the mountains.”

To understand this allusion, we must remember that there were two species of partridge in the Holy Land. The one is the same as those familiar to us in our own fields. The other was longer in its legs, and inhabited the mountainous districts. These could not fly as well as those on the plains, but they could run much faster. The Arabs still hunt these partridges in the mountains, running them fiercely until they are tired down and xhausted, when, finding it difficult to fly, their pursuers either catch them alive or strike them down with bludgeons. Whoever reads the history of Saul's pursuing David in the mountains to take his life, will easily understand how much it resembles this kind of partridge hunting.

The other passage in which this bird is mentioned, is in Jer. 17: 11. “As the partridge sitteth on eggs, and hatcheth them not; so he that getteth riches, and not by right, shall leave them in the midst of his days, and at his end shall be a fool."

There are a number of analogies pointed out by the learned, which illustrate the idea in the text. No doubt they are all just.

1. It is said that the partridge, like the common domestic hen, frequently sits upon the nest and eggs of another, when its own by some causalty have been broken, or are taken away by preying enemies. “Now if, in the absence of the proper owner, the partridge sits on the eggs of a stranger, when that stranger returns to her nest and drives away the intruder before she can hatch them, the partridge so expelled resembles a man in low circumstances, who has for a time possessed himself of the property of another, but is forced to relinquish his acquisition before he can render it profitable.” He gets riches, but “not by right,” and he shall leave them without getting any good from them, and he shall go away as a fool from his empty nest.

2. The partridge builds her nest and lays her eggs on the ground, where they are exposed to injury, and are frequently destroyed before they are hatched. Sometimes they are broken by the foot of man or animals. There are also a number of enemies, who intrude upon her little home and drive her away; thus the eggs are chilled and rendered unfruitful; besides, they frequently build their nests upon low ground, where inundations sweep away nest and eggs, or where, at least, they are injured by long-continued rain and moisture. It is said that even that species of partridge which live ordinarily in the mountains, descend in hatching time into the plains, in order that the young, at their birth, may be surrounded by a ready subsistence. Here they frequently lose all ere they have brought their offspring to perfection. How often thus, while the miser, or the man of the world, sits brooding over his ill-gotten gains, does some thievish intruder or some flood of misfortune sweep them away, and he stands as a fool before emptiness and vanity.

3. We will venture to offer yet another, which we have not yet seen noticed, but which seems to us warranted by the known habits of this bird. We have seen that it sometimes sits on a strange nest, when it finds its owner absent. We will suppose it finds a nest of eggs which from some cause or other have been entirely forsaken-perhaps its owner having left the nest but for a short time, was taken by the fowler, and returning no more,


eggs have been chilled, and are of course now unfruitful. Another partridge finds them, sits upon them, and hatches day after day these spoiled eggs. Thus, for instance, we have seen the domestic hen sit week after week upon spoiled eggs. It hatched away with astonishing patience until it became a skeleton. It may be driven from the nest; but it will return to it again. Yet, with all its pains, it “hatcheth them not. It got possession of them, “not by right,” and now its labors only waste itself away, but produce nothing. It is compelled at last to leave them in the midst of its days'—having worn out half of its life to no purpose, and it stands as a fool in the end!

How much like this is the case of the man of riches, which are ill-gotten, and on which he now acts the miser. See how he wastes himself away in toil and care to hatch happiness and comfort out of his bags ! As faithfully as any fowl that ever pined away over rotten eggs, does he brood over his gains! In many cases, he has so worn himself out as to be actually taken away from them by death in the midst of his days. He hatches to the last—he dies hatching—he clings to his nest of bags with skeleton hands. " At his end he shall be a fool !"

It is said that in the evening, when all other birds have long since gone to rest, the partridge still runs about upon the fields, pouring his unwearied cur into the ear of night. So is the ceasless and untiring running to and fro of the covetous after much, and after more; and what are such 'in the end' but weary wasted fools. They have spent their strength for nought. They rose up early, and sat up, late, to make life longer; but instead thereof they have rendered it shorter. They ate the bread to find joy, sorrow; but it neither increased their happiness nor lengthened their life.

Use gentle words, for who can tell

The blessings they impart?
How oft they fall (as manna fell)

On some nigh fainting heart.
In lonely wilds, by light-wing'd birds,

Rare seeds have oft been sow;
And hope has sprung from gentle words,

Where only grief had grown.



A great deal has been said about woman's rights. Rights are precious to all persons; and though it is neither very lovely nor proper for us in all cases to claim them, and stubbornly to stand up for them, it is nevertheless always our duty to yield them to others. The apostle teaches that it is, in some cases, ever a christian duty to wave our rights for the sake of what is even better than individual rights-namely the general peace, and the public good. Rom. 6. 7. Women too, have rights; and yet to claim, with masculine energy and determination, those rights, on all occasions, is neither amiable, womanly, nor christian.

The rights of Woman is certainly a subject of sufficient importance to claim serious attention. We have now many laws, the object of which is to guard those rights, and many hearts and homes have felt the blessing and peace of their protection. Others may still be enacted, as occasion may require them, until the person, property, and reputation of woman shall have all the legal guards necessary in the case.

We have of course no sympathy with the movement which would bring this priestess of the inner shrine out upon the theatre of public life, by which nothing is gained either to her modesty, reputation, or happiness. We say rather it is her right—and a precious one it is—to be excused from the rough toil and tumult of public life. It is her right-a right which modesty demands for her—not to be taken from the delicate relations, the calmer, steadier, and sweeter joys of her more retired sphere, to the pulpit, the rostrum, and the popular convention. It is her right to exercise a silent, and for that very reason, a more powerful influence, in the hallowed circle of home. It is her right to rule by love, by loveliness, and devotion. It is her right to rule the hearts of men as sisters rule the hearts of their brothers-as modest maidens rule the hearts of their lovers —as worthy wives rule the hearts of their husbands—as pious mothers rule the hearts of their sons. These are her rightsand what glorious rights they are! They govern and influence the hearts of brothers, lovers, husbands, and sons,—they do in reality govern the world, while they yet seem not to rule at all !

Tkis we ask ; for these rights of women we earnestly contend. When these rights shall once be practically acceded to her, the world will be blest as it has not yet been.

See what evil results flow from a practical denial of these rights to women. How many more good brothers would there

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