The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1849-07-17 00:00:00

COMING ABUNDANCE.

The crops throughout our own county have considera-
bly improved in appearance under the influence of the
beautiful weather of the past week, and are rapidly pro-
gressing towards maturity. In the north of England also
the country generally looks well, but Oats are said to
suffer from the continued drought. Along the east
coast the crops are well spoken of, and the harvest will
commence in that district in about three weeks. In the
south of Ireland the weather continues splendid, and
most favourable expectations are formed of the coming
harvest ; and the northern counties, with a warm, forcing
atmosphere, are looking well. We hear of very few com-
plaints of the potato, which is now very freely brought
to the markets of both this country and Ireland ; and a
correspondent from Waterford states that nothing can
look more luxuriant than the potato crop in that vicinity.

COLLEGIATE INSTITUTION.—We beg to direct our
readers to an advertisement announcing the re-opening of
these excellent schools, trusting that they will experience
the same steady increase which they have maintained for
the last two years. From our own experience and the
general satisfaction which we have heard expressed by
parents, we can unhesitatingly say that they deserve the
warmest support of our townsmen.
BURNLEY NATIONAL SCHOOLS.—The children of these
and some neighbouring schools had a most gratifying treat
last Tuesday. They left Burnley by the East Lancashire
Line early in the morning, and arrived in Liverpool in
good time. From the station they proceeded to the
Prince's pier, thence to the new landing-stage, and then
crossed the river to Birkenhead, in the corporation boats,
which had been kindly offered them, free of expense.
In the park they partook of a substantial dinner, consist-
ing of meat pies, provided by the house in anelagh-
place, and after perambulating the beautiful park, and
visiting other places of public resort at Birkenhead, they
returned to Liverpool, walking through the principal
streets to St. Matthias's schools, and were there regaled with
buns and milk, and thence proceeded by the evening train
at six o'clock, to Burnley. The quick transit by rail to
Liverpool—the walk along the noble docks—the sail by
steamer over the Mersey—the view of the park, and other
great objects of attraction, will cause the day to be long
remembered by these children, who, as may be well sup-
med, were greatly delighted with everything they saw,
the fine weather adding much to the happy excitement of
the day. We would fain hope that a grateful recollection
will fill many a breast, in reflecting on the kindness of
those friends who enabled the children to undertake such
a distant and delightful trip. They carried many loyal
banners, and were attended by two bands. We observed
the Rev. Mr. M'Master, vicar of Burnley, his curate the
Rev. Mr. Bardsley. and other clergymen of the town and
neighbourhood (under whose superintendence they more
especially were), very active among them in taking care
of them and promoting order. We understand the chil-
dren of Trinity Church, Burnley, accompanied the party,
under the care of the Rev. Mr. Wilson, the incumbent,
and the Rev. Mr. Lomas, his curate, and spent a pleasant
day at New Brighton. When it is considered that the
children, numbering 1000, attended by their parents and
friends, to the amount of 3 or 400, it is cause for great
thankfulness that not the least accident occurred to mar
the enjoyment of the day. We cannot conclude our
notice of these interesting proceedings without referring to
the generous unwearied exertions of Mr. Thomas Chaffer,
flag merchant, Mr. Rishton, surveyor of public buildings,
and Mr. Isaacs, printseller, who accompanied the pro-
cession throughout the whole day, and who spared no
pains to contribute to the enjoyment of the whole party.
The teachers and scholars of the parochial schools of
Burnley will ever entertain a pleasing remembrance of
the disinterested kindness of these gentlemen.
THE PHILOSOPHY OF OUR ATTACHMENT TO EARLY
SCENES.—John Sterling was born at Harnes Castle, in
the Isle of Bute, on the 20th of July, 1806, where his
father happened to be residing. From 1810 to 1814, the
family resided in Llanblethean, in Glemorganshire, where
his boyish eyes took in forms of wild and romantic beauty
amidst a rich and finely-wooded country. It is, of course,
only upon extraordinary minds that these accidents pro-
duce such fashioning impressions as are revealed to us in
the present case. In a letter, written nearly thirty years
afterwards, Sterling seys that he had—
"— lighted by accident on the quiet place—quiet as some-
thing patriarchal or strange—where I passed my childhood,
and which, I suppose, more than any outward locality, belongs
to my very nature, andi will be found within me like Calais in
the heart of Queen Mary. There are places I love more for
the persons I have known in them ; but still they are places,
externals, accidents. Put the same people elsewhere, and of
the places I should think but little. The green silent valley
with its baby woodlet is very differently infused and incorpo-
rated in me its grass to me the symbol and antitype of all
verdure and tranquillity—a spiritual, not a material, thing : its
clouds the only authentic ones of cloud collecting Jove ; for it
was from these objects that I first learnt tO read and love the
essential form of nature and life. The three or four years
which I passed at Llanblethean have to me the indescribable
charm and sacredness which three years must possess for every
one in whom the power of imagination and reflection have been
at all happily cultivated. The spot of earth which supplied
the first picture of nature and of human life that I can in the
least recal, and where dawned the consciousness of the feelings
and aspirations, the frailties and inward trials, which must
now for ever characterise me—this place has an importance for
me beyond that of London, where I gained most of my know-
ledge, and of Rome, which has best fulfilled the visions of my
fancy."
We shall make no other comment upon this beautiful
burst of feeling than by quoting the words of the poet
who has for ever dignified the biography of the nursery :
"My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky :
So was it when my life began ;
So is it now I am a man ;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die ;
The child is father of the man ;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety."
—Chkreh of England Quartelg.