Litchfield enquirer., 1837-08-03

tivation of that character of female society, the influence of which is beneficial in iOrnl- ing the habits and manners of young man. There is no mistake in this it is because young men, rather than accustom them- selves to the delightful associations to which we have alluded, night after night spend their hours in the pursuit of idle pleasure, that they find themselves, when thrown into the company of modest te- males unable to address them witI, that ea- sy courtesy characteristic of the gentleman. We have been in company on some occa- sions whore we have met some fifteen or twenty young ladies and gentlemen, and rarely have encountered more reserved and formal asscmblages. We have heard a young lady express her admiration ofa ve- ry fine locking youth, and wonder why he did not open his lips during the whole eve- ning-and have also heard men complain how cursediy awkward all parties were,' and express their surprise, that the sled;ss should be so shy and reserved, as if, for sooth, they expect the first advances to be made by the gentler sex. If young men would sometimes spare an evening from tho billiard room, or theatre, to accompany their sisters in an occasional visit to their friends, and appropriate few of his idle hours to an intercourse with refined female 1 society, this reserve and awkwardness would soon wear away. The festive meet ings of young people would be what we have heard the old folks say they were in the days lang syne,' joyous. social and agreeable-and better still, we might hear of mere love matches,' and fewer mar rages of cenvenience-and in the course of time society would not be annoyed by SO many rusty old bachelors; while young men would be less fearful of encountering a certain class of prim and formal daalscls of uncertain age.-N. Y. Sun.
 Etcrnity.-Dark, deep, boundless, un- fathomabe, mysterious eternity! Shore less, bottomless, awful, incomprehcnsble eternity Where is the mind, the hercu- lean mind that can grasp and measure eter- nity? In the effort the mind is lost--it reels, staggers, becomes confounded, 'over- whelmed, and shrnks from the task, appal- led and shudderng as from falling monn- tain. Eternity, without beginning and withoutan end. Eternity is past-elernity is future. Time, like an island in the midst of shoreless ocean, stands in the ocean of eternity. or eternity we can give no description. Language is too mea- gre. No picture can portray it. IL can neither be weighed nor measured. It is beyond the ken of human intellect. If we attempt to launch into the mysterious O. cean, we are lost in the awful and pro- I found abyss. If we attempt to gaze upon ils ilimitable fields, tlie rnind becomes diz- zy, the heart grows sick and falters. We have no line to measure, no scale to weigh it-no ehronometer to compute n-no chronologist to explain it-no,hing with which we can compare it. A minute bears some comparison to myriad of years.-. But time admits of no comparison with eternity. It had beginning-it will have an end. Eternity had no beginning, it will never have an l'ittsburger.
 INe fruits of good tillage.-Wo remem- Der .o have read somewhere, ofan old gen. ,leman who owned large Vineyard. Be- sides this farm he was blessed with two daughters. On the marriage of the eldest, he portiened her off with one third of his farm, and behold the remaining acres pro- duced quite as much fruit and wine as be- 1 fore. Soon after he married his youngest daughter, and gave her an equal dowry with the first, and still the remaining third yielded as much as his entire original plant alton. Good farmers will see no mystery in this. The moral of the story is, that SIS his farm became smaller, he cultivated 1t
 more, and the same amount Of labor upon
 a few acres, will make them produce the fruit of many. There is great difference
 between tillage and good tillage. Some
 farmcrs-no, some earth scrapers, merely
 scratch up the soil, and after dropping their
 seed haphazard, trust to the chance of the season. It is not to be wondered at, that such tamperers have to scratch hard for living. We have heard many complain that large farms did not pay the expense of their cutivation-that manure was too ex- pensive to be used. The earth was, there fore, lazily scratched up sufficiently [" de. s,roy the face of the soil, and the seed thrown away upon it. We need not say that such farmers have but little grain to sell, and not much money in these hard times to put out at interest. s. Take another case, hOwever-that of the farmer who means {" show his labor and his skill upon every acre, and mark the difference The land pays treble value upon its surface for all that has been be- l slowed upon it. Tue owner enriches the soil, GI lhe soil in return enrclles its owner. Every farmer, to make his farm source of profit, should make il q source of pride. Whatever portion of the soil is cultivated,