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ON DOMESTIC EMPLOYMENT.
BY MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY.

form, bespoke long intimate acquaintance as she meekly turned to the door, told with sorrow, came hastily into the shop. plainly enough how little she trusted to and with the single exclamation, "Oh this ambiguous promise. They went on Robert!' darted rather than ran, to that their way-she to her famished children, part of the counter where the man was and he to squander the dollar he had restanding. Words were not wanted to tained. explain her story: her miserable husband, not satisfied with wasting his own earnings, and leaving her to starve with her children, had descended to the meanness of plundering even her scanty wardrobe, and the pittance, for the obtainance of which this robbery would furnish means, was destined to be squandered at the tip ling house. A blush of shame arose ev-versified in their combination of amuseen upon his degraded face, but it quick-ment with utility, that no room need be ly passed away; the brutal appetite pre- left for the melancholy of a vacant and a vailed, and the better feeling that had listless mind. apparently stirred within him for the moment, soon gave way before its diseased and insatiated cravings.

ness.

Since industry is the aliment of contentment and happiness, our sex are privsolicit their attention. ileged in the variety of employments that These are so di

Needle work, in all its forms of use, elegance and ornament, has ever been "Go home," was his harsh and angry From the shades of Eden, when its humthe appropriate occupation of a woman. expression, "what brings you here run-ble process was to unite the fig leaf, to ning after me, with your everlasting scold- the days when the mother of Sisera looking? Go home and mind your own busi- ed from her window, in expectation of a "Oh Robert, dear Robert," answered "prey of divers needle work on both sides, meet for the neck of those that take the the unhappy wife, "don't pawn my shawl. Our children are crying for bread, and I spoil," down to the present time, when nature's pencil is rivalled by the most have none to give them. Or let me have the money; it is hard to part with that been both their duty and their resource. excellent tissues of embroidery, it has shawl, for it was my mother's gift; but I While the most delicate effects of the will let it go rather than see my mother needle rank high among accomplishstarve. Give me the money, Robert, and don't leave us to perish."

ments, its necessary departments are not beneath the notice of the most refined

I watched the face of the pawn-broker, to see what effect this appeal would have young lady. To keep her own wardrobe in perfect order, to pay just regard to upon him, but I watched in vain. He was hardened to distress, and had no the poor, will induce her to obtain a economy, and to add to the comfort of sympathy to throw away. "Twelve shillings on these things," he said, tossing the various articles of apparel are repairknowledge of those inventions by which them back to the drunkard, with a look of perfect indifference.

ed, modified and renovated. True satisfaction and cheerfulness of spirit are connected with these quiet and congenial pursuits. This has been simply and fortunately expressed by one of our sweetest poets.

"Only twelve shillings!" murmured the heart-broken wife, in a tone of despair. "Oh Robert, don't let them go for twelve shillings. Let me try somewhere else." "Nonsense," answered the brute, "It is as much as they are worth, I suppose. "It rains! What lady loves a rainy day? Here, Mr Crimp, give us the change." She loves a rainy day who sweeps the hearth The money was placed before him, and the bundle consigned to a drawer. The And threads the busy needle, or applies woman reached forth her hand toward The scissors to the torn or threadbare sleeve Who blesses God that she. has friends and the silver, but the movement was antici- home: pated by her husband. "There, Mary," he said, giving her half a dollar, "there, go home now, and don't make a fuss. I'm going a little way up the street, and perhaps I'll bring you something from market when I come home."

The hopeless look of the poor woman,

Who in the pelting of the storm will think
Of some poor neighbor that she can be

friend;

Who trims the lamp at night, and reads

aloud

To a young brother, tales he loves to hear
Such are not sad, even on a rainy day."

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Knitting is a quiet employment, favor-|| able to reflection, and though somewhat absolute not unallied to economy. It furnishes a ready vehicle of charity to the poor, and most appropriate during the

severity of the winter. The timely gift

of a pair of coarse stockings has often relieved the sufferings, and protected the health of many an ill-clad and shivering child. It seems to be well adapted to save those little fragments of time which might else be lost. Mrs Hannah More, whose example imparts dignity and even sacredness to common things, was partial throughout her whole life to this simple employment. One of her most interesting and playful letters, accompanied a sample of this kind of industry, as a present to the child of a friend, and stockings of her knitting entered into her charities, and were even sold to aid missionary efforts in foreign climes.

What know you of a weary hope,
The fatal and the fond,

That feels it has no home on earth,
Yet dares not look beyond?

The bitterness of wasted youth,
Impatient of its tears;

The dreary days, the feverish nights,
The long account of years?

The vain regret, the dream destroy'd,
The vacancy of heart,

When life's illusions, one by one,
First darken-then depart?

The vacant heart! ah, worse-a shrine,
For one beloved name;
Kept, not a blessing, but a curse,
Amid remorse and shame?

To know how deep, how pure, how true
Your early feelings were;
But mock'd, betray'd, disdain'd and
chang'd

They have but left despair.

And yet the happy and the young
Bear in their hearts a well
Of gentlest, kindliest sympathy,
Where tears unbidden dwell.

Then, lady, listen to my lute;
As angels look below,

And e'en in heaven pause to weep
O'er grief they cannot know.

Since the domestic sphere is entrusted to our sex, and the proper arrangements and government of a household are so closely connected with our enjoyment and virtues, nothing that involves the rational comforts of home is unworthy of attention. The science of housekeeping affords exercise for the judgment, and energy, ready collection, and patient selfpossession, that are the characteristics of a superior mind. Its elements should be required in early life-at least its corres- PLEASURES OF VIRTUOUS AFFECpondent taste and habits should never be TIONS.-If it be a proof of benevolence overlooked in female education. The in God, that our external organs of taste generous pleasure of relieving a mother should have been so framed as to have a and friends from the pressure of care, liking for wholesome food--it is no less wil sometimes induce young ladies to the proof both of a benevolent and rightacquaint themselves with employments eous God, so to have framed our mental which enable them, when the more com-economy, as that right and wholesome plex duties of life devolve on them, to morality should be palatable to the taste enjoy and impart the delights of a well of the inner man. Virtue is not only ordered home. To be able to prepare seen to be right-it is felt to be delicious for and preside at the table, which shall There is happiness in every wish to unite neatness with comfort and elegance, make others happy. There is a heart's where prodigality is never admitted nor ease, or a heart's enjoyment, even in the health carelessly impaired, is both an ac-first purposes of kindness, as well as in complishment and a virtue.

THE FORSAKEN.

BY MISS LANDON.

Lady, sweet lady, song of mine
Was never meant for thee,

I sing but from my heart, and thine-
It cannot beat with me.

You have not knelt in vain despair
Beneath a love as vain,

That desperate-that devoted love,
Life never knows again.

its subsequent performances. There is a certain rejoicing sense of clearness in the consistency, the exactitude of justice and truth. There is a triumphant elevation of spirit in magnanimity and honor. In perfect harmony with this, there is a placid feeling of serenity and blissful contentment in gentleness and humilityThere is a noble satisfaction in those virtues, which, at the bidding of discipline, or by the power of self-command, may have been achieved over the propensities lof animal nature. There is an elate in

dependence of soul in the consciousness took possession of Palestine,-after aof having nothing to hide, and nothing to nother century of tumult and severe sufbe ashamed of. In a word, by the con-fering, occasioned by the disputes of the stitution of our nature, each virtue has its Saracen princes, it was visited by a still appropriate charm; and virtue, on the more formidable evil in the shape of the whole, is a fund of varied, as well of per-Turks, then wholly uncivilized-a nation petual enjoyment, to him who hath im- in all the rudeness and violence of mounbibed its spirit, and is under the guidance taineer life, and spreading blood and fire of its principles. He feels all to be health through Western Asia. From this date and harmony within; and without, he (1317) it remained under the dominion of seems as if to breathe in an atmosphere the Ottoman, until its conquest, a few of beauteous transparency-proving how years ago, by that most extraordinary of much the nature of man and the nature all Mussulmans, the Pacha of Egypt-a of virtue are in unison with each other.- dreary period of 500 years, under the Dr. Chalmers.

Distorical.

most desolating government of the world. It is equally impossible to read the scrip-. tural references to the future condition of Palestine, without discovering a crowd of JERUSALEM AND THE JEWS. the plainest and most powerful indicaVast as is the period, and singular as tions that it shall yet exhibit a totally difare the changes of European history ferent aspect from that of its present since the Christian era, Judea still con- state. Enthusiasın, or even the natural tinues to be the most interesting portion interest which we feel in this memorable of the world. Among other purposes, it nation, may color the future too brightly may be for the purpose of fixing the gen- -but unless language of the most soleral eye upon this extraordinary land,that emn kind, uttered on the most solemn ocit has been periodically visited by a more casions, and by men divinely commisstriking succession of great public calam- sioned for its utterance, is wholly unities than perhaps any other region.-meaning, we must yet look to some powWith less to attract an invader than any erful, unquestionable and splendid disother conspicuous land of the East, it has play of providence in favor of the people been constantly exposed to invasion. Its of Israel.

ruin by the Romans in the first century The remarkable determination of Eudid not prevent its being assailed by al-ropean politics towards Asia Minor,Syria most every barbarian, who, in turn, as- and Egypt, within these few years; the sumed the precarious sovereignty of the not less unexpected change of manners neighboring Asia. After ages of obscure and customs, which seemed to defy all misery, a new terror came in the Saracen change; and the new life infused into the invasion, which, under Amrou, on the stagnant governments of Asia, even by conquest of Damascus, rolled on Pales- their being flung into the whirl of Eurotine. A siege of four months, which we pean interests, look not unlike signs of may well conceive to have abounded in the times. It may be no dream, to imhorrors, gave Jerusalem into the hands of agine in these phenomena the proof of the Kaliph Omar. On the death of Omar, some memorable change in the interior who died by the usual fate of Eastern of things, some preparative for that great princes, the dagger-the country was left providential restoration, of which Jerusato the still heavier misgovernment of the lem will yet be the scene, if not the cenMoslem viceroys-a race of men essen- tre, and the Israelite himself, the especial tially barbarian, and commuting for their agent of those high transactions, which crimes by their zeal in proselytism. The shall make Christianity the religion of people, of course, were doubly tormented. all lands, restore the dismantled beauty A new scourge fell upon them in the of all earth, and make man-what he was invasion of the Crusaders, at the begin- created to be-only "a little lower than ning of the twelfth century, followed by the angels."

a long succession of bitter hostilities and The statistics of the Jewish population public weakness. After almost a centu- are among the most singular circumstanry of this wretchedness, another invasion ces of this most singular of all people.from the desert put Jerusalem into the Under all their calamities and disperhands of its old oppressor, the Saracen; sions, they seem to have remained at and in 1117, the famous Saladin, expel- nearly the same amount as in the days of ling the last of the Christian sovereigns, David and Solomon, never much less af

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Wild Revenge.-Pompeii.

ter ages of suffering. Nothing like this hunting excursion. To grace the festivhas occurred in the history of any other ity, his lady attended with her only child, race; Europe in general having doubled an infant in the nurse's arms. The deer, its population within the last hundred driven by the hounds, and hemmed in by years, and England nearly tripled hers surrounding rocks, flew to a narrow pass, within the last half century; the propor- the only outlet they could find. Here the tion of America being still more rapid, chief had placed one of his men to guard and the world crowding in a constantly the deer from passing, but the animals increasing ratio. Yet the Jews seem to rushed with such impetuosity, that the stand still in this vast and general move-poor forester could not withstand them. ment. The population of Judea in its In the rage of the moment, Maclean most palmy days probably did not ex- threatened the man with instant death, ceed, if it reached, four millions. but this punishment was commuted to a

The numbers that entered Palestine whipping or scourging in the face of his from the wilderness, were evidently not clan, which, in those feudal times, was more than three; and their census, ac-considered a degrading punishment, fit cording to the German statists, who were only for the lowest of menials and the generally considered to be exact, is now worst of crimes. nearly the same as that of the people un- The clansman burned with anger and der Moses-about three millions. They revenge. He rushed forward, plucked are thus distributed: the tender infant, the heir of Lochbuy, In Europe, 1,916,000, of which about from the hands of the nurse, and bound658,000 are in Poland and Russia, and ing to the rocks, in a moment stood on 453,000 are in Austria. an almost inaccessible cliff projecting

In Asia, 738,000, of which 300,000 are over the water. The screams of the agin Asiatic Turkey. onized mother and chief at the awful jeoIn Africa, 504,000, of which 300,000||pardy in which their only child was plaare in Morocco. ced may be easily conceived. Maclean

In America, North and South, 57,000. implored the man to give him back his If we add to these about 15,000 Sama-son, and expressed his deep contrition for ritans, the calculation in round numbers, the degradation he had, in a moment of will be about 3,180,000. excitement, inflicted on his clansman.

This was the report in 1825-the num- The other replied, that the only condition bers probably remain the same. This on which he would consent to the restiextraordinary fixedness in the midst of tution was, that Maclean himself should almost universal increase, is doubtless bare his back to the cord, and be publicnot without a reason-if we are even to ly scourged as he had been! look for it among the mysterious opera- In despair the chief consented, saying tions which have preserved Israel a sep-he would submit to any thing if his child arate race through eighteen hundred were but restored. To the grief and asyears. May we not naturally conceive, tonishment of the clan, Maclean bore this that a people thus preserved without ad-insult.and when it was completed,begged vance or retrocession; dispersed, yet that the clansman might return from his combined; broken, yet firm; without a perilous situation with the young chief. country, yet dwellers in all; everywhere The man regarded him with a smile of insulted, yet every where influential; demoniac revenge, and lifting high the without a nation, yet united as no nation child in the air, plunged with him in the ever was before or since-has not been abyss below. The sea closed over them, appointed to offer this extraordinary con- and neither, it is said,ever emerged from tradiction to the laws of society, and even the tempestuous whirlpools and basaltic the common progress of nature, without caverns that yawned around them, and a cause, and that cause, one of final be- still threaten the inexperienced navigator nevolence, universal good, and divine on the shores of Mull.-Inverness Cour. grandeur-Blackwood's Magazine.

POMPEII.-Pompeii is not a ruin, that WILD REVENGE. On the shores of is, not a monument of crumbling and Mull a craig is pointed out, overhanging mouldering decay; it is only a forsaken the se, concerning which there is the city. That the inhabitants had time to following tradition: fly and bear with them the greater part

Some centuries since, the chief of the of their possessions, is sufficiently evidistrict, Maclean of Lochbuy,had a grand dent; but a few perished and they are

brought to our notice in a manner that The bake-house, the wine shop,and the renders their fate more impressive and af-cook's shops, exactly similar in plan to fecting. those I have seen in Mocha and Djidda, Here, in this villa, (his skeleton hands with stoves and large vessels for boiling grasping coins, and jewels, and his coffer and preparing food, are all to be found in key,) was found the perished master, this silent city. You pass among the colstricken in his flight, and a slave behind umns of many temples; you enter the him with silver and bronze vases; then hall of judgment, and walk up between fled the shrieking family below to a sub-its Corinthian columns, and look with terranean passage, and there they perish-suspicion on the raised tribunal and think ed, slowly perhaps, seventeen of them, about imperial decrees; you go into the mistress and handmaids, and faithful ser-theatres; and then on, across a vineyard to the noble amphitheatre, and ascending Here is a sadder thing:-In a little cir-to the top gaze out, and forget every cular roofed seat by the way side, a kind thing but the bright beauty of the sceneof traveller's resting place, or a spot tory; till turning to descend,you see where which friends would walk, and sit chat- the civilized Roman sat smiling, while the ting in the shade, here was found the Numidian lion tore the frame of his capskeleton of a woman, and an infant skel-tive foe, perhaps the brave,the blue-eyed eton in her arms, (safely may the anti-Dacian; or frowning upon his youngest quarian write a mother,) and two other son, who at the first visit to the games, children lay by her side; precious orna- would look at times pale,and with an eye ments were found on all. Perhaps she dimmed by a tear but not degraded by waited for the lord she loved, or for her allowing it to fall.

vants.

poor handmaid, or perhaps the car was to The sun declines; your coachman return again and take her. looks impatient; you get in,take off your Here, again, near a portico, was found hat to let the soft air come and calin you, some miser, flying with his heavy,strong- and reclining back with a full feeling of wrapped hoard; the guide tells you it delighted satisfaction, are driving home. was a priest of Isis; and here, in her Scenes and Impressions in Egypt and Italy. temple, were found other skeletons of men, who staid to guard or worship her revered image; and lastly, in a prison or guard house were found skeletons fastened and secured in the stocks.

Popular Tales.

For the Ladies' Pearl.
FIRST LOVE.

However, my attempt to describe Pom- A TALE OF MORE TRuth than ficTION. peii comes not within the compass of my "Mother," exclaimed Ellen Morton, a plan or ability. Here we follow the an- pretty girl of fifteen, as she finished the tiquarian with a silent attention. We are taken by him into the forum of the anlove chapter of Lucy Sullivan in the Recient Romans, their temples, schools,the-collections of a Southern Matron, and atres; led along their streets; introduced glanced upon the next page at the marinto their houses,and shown the distriburiage of Henry with an Edisto belle, "E tion and use of their apartments, the laying out of the gardens, we see their baths, do not like this book at all. How changtheir places of feasting, and that of repose. ing it makes first love! I am sure it is You stand before their shops, and put not true to nature."

your hand on little counters of marble,

one whereof has the stain of a goblet's

"You speak, Ellen," replied Mrs Mor

bottom; and where you lean, hundreds ton, smiling, "like one who feels the of men have leaned in their times,to take strength of first attachment."

a drink, perhaps of vinegar and water, a

"No, mother, I speak from observation. draught common among them, and most Why do you smile? True I have not seen grateful to the thirsty. You walk along

the raised footway, and mark, in the car much of the world, but every instance I riage road, the worn wheel-track; you have known of love confirms my opinion cross to the stepping stones, and think of of its eternity."

the lifted toga; you stop at the opens pots "I do not doubt it," said Mrs M., ber

where streets meet and cross, and look

for the damsels who came crowding with coming interested in the conversation, “I their urns to the convenient wells. know that love is often as you deem it

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