affair, unless the uproar becomes quite insupportable. Then he simply exclaims, "Pshaw, pshaw ! what a noise you make !" and he meekly puts down his food with Yankee, tavern-like velocity, and scuds out of his own home, away from his own empire, as if to save his ears.

As it regards these unmannerly and unmanageable children at the table, there is one simple rule-it is this: If a child does not come quietly and take his own, proper place, and there wait till he is helped; and then, if he should not be satisfied with what he is helped to, in ordinary circumstances; indeed, should he behave in any way, such as would put you to the blush, (with company,) send him away instantly. Do not threaten, as the majority of parents do: "You shall leave the table, if you don't behave better. I tell you, you shall." What cares he! He knows it is nothing but breath; he has heard the threat ever since he can remember. No; let the rule be understood and established; let it be acted on as instantaneously as the report follows the flash of a gun, only with perfect gentleness, as well as decision, on your part. There should be no harshness of voice, or roughness of hand; indeed there will be no need of it, if such shall be the well-understood rule. It may be said that the child, by some inadvertence, may make an unintentional mistake. Very well; then the certain penalty will prevent future carelessness. This would avert, perhaps, a similar carelessness, and ill manners, and confusion of countenance, when there shall be company. Indeed, so train your child, and it may certainly be done, that you shall just motion with your finger for him to leave the table, and he shall instantly obey and be gone, and all so quietly, that the persons present, possibly, shall be first made aware that he has left, by his vacant place. Thus, under all circumstances at the table, you are at ease; you have no fear; and your children are being formed at once to easy and appropriate manners, whatever be the com pany.

Do not, however, follow the example of a brother clergyman. "I have complied with your rule, already," he remarked, as I was commending this method of discipline. "I have sent my children away for bad behavior. But I find they like nothing better; for they have then a capital time in the kitchen with the maids." "Did you send them into the kitchen?" I asked in reply. "O, yes; where else should they go?" "Not there, I rejoined; for while you and the mother are eating the pudding, they will there be eating the pie, or the cake, or whatever nice bit the good-humored girls can hunt up to tickle their palates, and gain their favor. Oh no; that is not the way. Put each in a corner by himself, with no fel lowship from anybody, or anything but his own memory, and heart and conscience. Let him feel how very lonely and how very cold it is to be shut away from the genial table, and the warm, loving hearts around, and such dis cipline will not often need to be repeated."

Why should there not be perfect propriety of manners at home, and in all its unguarded privacy, as well as any where else? There should certainly be respectful manners and language to parents there, and particularly at the table. There should be courtesy, also, to brothers and sisters; and here is a very special opportunity there. for, which ought not to be neglected. Indeed, the table is about the best possible schooling-place for manners. Every day, regularly, it presents opportunity for theory and practice. The table is the place where the sweetest family affections may be cultivated, and the heart flow around from one to another, as nowhere else. Every meal should present something new of intelligence brought by those who come from abroad. With a little effort, with a little regard for the great ends of existence, certainly this might be realized to an extent far beyond what has ever been before in the majority of families. Let the meal be the simplest,-should necessity compel, it may be nothing but bread and fruits; and yet there may be as

rich a pastime to the intellect and heart as the most abundant wealth, or even royal revenues, could afford. The table is the special place and scene of what is called hospitality. This word generally has reference to those who come in from without, but it may have a higher meaning, and be applied to those who abide together within. Each family, and loving and beloved soul in it, may have at the table, and at every meal, another and new occasion for fresh hospitality to the dear souls around. This consists in utterance, with the common desire to en tertain, or in listening, with a desire to be entertained, for it is as hospitable, as well as courteous, to listen, inasmuch as, when one thinks he can do good by speech, he likes to be heard. How beautiful might these table-manners be, in all they comprehend as to the inner as well as outer

man.

Thus a family would be prepared for propriety, grace, kind feeling, anywhere. They might sit down in the humblest abode, and with the rudest people, and still put them at perfect ease, and this without at all participating in their rudeness. They might sit in the highest circles of our country, indeed with nobles and princes, and make themselves agreeable and respected, by their charming gracefulness, joined with their pure Christian simplicity. Finally. Do not forget the rule. Send them instantly WARREN BURTON.

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SALEM, March 25, 1861.

"There is nothing in God's green earth more pleasant to behold than the face and form of a frank, ingenuous and honorable boy or girl, whose tongue is free from guile, whose actions show no prevarication, and whose whole spirit shines out in rays of purity."

The household is the gate of Heaven both ways—by it men walk into life and out of it.-Beecher..

GIVE THE BOYS A CHANCE.

Ye adult-erated boys, step asisde a moment, and give the simon-pure boys a chance.

Now, boys, you who still go about in roundabouts, pay attention! We have something to tell you. What is it? Well, keep cool and don't crowd so, and we'll tell you right off. Now listen! One of your brother boys has become a great man! Hold, that won't do. He is not a man yet. He has become a great boy! No, that won't answer; for he is yet a little boy. Never mind. Big or little himself, he has done a great thing. What? Just this. He, a little fellow nine years old, has composed a book, set up the type for the book, and printed the book, all with his own hands! What do you think of that, boys! Dont believe it, eh? Here it is. See. The title is " Trav els by Land and Water." It is written by Master H. D. Barnard, of Hartford. It is a little book measuring about four inches in length and three in width, and contains thirty pages. The young author gives a pretty account of his early years, and of his travels, which have been quite extensive. You think he didn't write it, do do you ? Hear what his father, the Hon. Henry Barnard, one of the first men in the country, says: "The composition as it stands is all his. It took him many weeks, but, to my gratification, he persevered."

Think of that, boys! Think of writing a composition long enough to fill some thirty small pages! and then of spending the spare time of many weeks putting it in type! Bold enterprise, wasn't it, boys?

Where did he get his printing press? His father bought him one of Lowe's presses, which can be obtained at prices from twenty to sixty dollars, and can be readily managed by young lads.

Now, boys, many of you have fathers who are able, aud who doubtless will be willing, to buy you such a press if you want one. But don't you ask for one unless you mean to use it perseveringly. We haven't time to tell you the various uses of this press; but they are many.

We can't stop to talk longer with you now. But, before we adjourn, let us give three hearty cheers for Master Barnard. Now, One! Two! Three! There, there, boys; that will do. Don't take off our editorial head.-Mass. Teacher.

SOCIAL RELATION OF TEACHER AND PUPIL.

In no other way can the teacher exert an influence upon his pupils so controlling as that he may exert by kind and considerate intercourse with them out of the school-room. In the hours of study there is a restraint upon the freedom of both parties. The teacher must assume, to some degree, the appearance and manner of one having authority. The pupils, on the other hand, feel that they are acting under authority. Every act of theirs is subject to the scrutiny of the one who stands to them, as the law has it, in loco parentis. He may correct or reprove at his own pleasure. He is judge and jury, and exccutioner too. He is a man, or, as is more frequently the case, a half-bearded youth, yesterday a schoolboy like them, now just elevated to the teacher's chair. They are boys, full of animal spirit, restless and active as the squir rel they love to chase.

But out of the school-room the teacher can do much to counteract the tendency to distance of feeling that is often induced in it. Let him meet his pupils with a friendly smile, in the street, on the playground, wherever he crosses their pathway, and he will not lose his reward.

Many a teacher, though faithful in imparting instruction and earnestly desirous to secure the improvement of his pupils, has utterly failed because he did not recognize the simple fact that children and youth are eminently social beings. With a heart naturally kind and sympathetic, he assumes the office of teacher with the impression that its kindly feelings must be buried out of sight and that he must assume the solemn and stately air of one whose wisdom is not to be questioned by his pupils, and in whose presence they must demean themselves with that deferential awe and meekness which he thinks due his exalted position!

Few young teachers enter upon the duties of their of fice without something of this feeling. We remember