The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1850-05-09

Of them," replied Miss Wescott.
That day every scholar looked amazed 10
see Tom Jones actually studying his book
and TO hear him answer several questions
correctly, and they were still more confoun-
ded wher at recess Miss Wescott said !:
''Thomas, you will take care of the little
children, will you not, and see that they do
not get hurs you must be their protector"
One would as soon have thought of setting
wolf 10 guard flock of lambs, as Tom
Jones 10 take care of the little children.
"Well," exclaimed Sam Evans, ~ never
saw such school MAIN before in all the
days of my lifes did you Toms''
"No," replied Tom, "but | wish had,
and | would have been different boy from
what am now butI an going to study
now and learn same,hing; Miss Wescott
says can am determinedto 10 try"
TWAS astonishing to observe the effect
that Miss Wescott's Treatment of Tom had
upon the scholars; they began to consider
him Of some importance, and 10 feel sort
of respect for him, which they manifested
first by dropping the nickname Tom, and
substituting Tommy, which revealed certain
ly more kindly feeling towards him. In
less than week, Miss Wescott had her
school completely under her control; yet it
was by love and respect that she governed,
and not by an iron rule ; she moved among
her scholars very queen, and yet she SO
gained their confidence and esteem, that it
did not seem 10 them submission 10 anoth-
er's will, but the prompiings Of their own
desire 10 please. One glance of her dark
eye would have quelled an insurrecron, and
one smile made them happy for day.
Julia Wescott taught school with a reali.
zaiion OF the responsibilities resting upon
her, and she bent her energies 10 fulfil them
Carefully and skilfully she unlocked the
| souls door, and gave searching glance
within, in order to understand its capacities.
and then shaped her course accordinly. The
desponding and inactive she encouraged,
the obstinate she subdued TO the yielding
and tickle sHe taught strong self reliance.-
She encouraged the one rain drop to do all
the good it could, and the rushing torrent she
turned where it wonld feralize, rather than
destroy and devastate.
There are in every school some dormant
energies, which, if reused, might shake. tho
world. There are emetions and passions
which if let loose, will, like the lightuiugs of
heaven, scatter ruin and blight. but if con-
trolled, may like that element, become the
messengers of thoughts TO the world. In
tha; head that you call dull, may lie snm.
bering passions like some pent up volcano
open that closeh crater, and see il there do
not bech out flames which your own hand
cannot stop. Put helmsman and pilot TO that
wayward mind which floats at the mercy OF
wind / wave in the wide sea Of thought, and
you will see it bearing its course beautifully
upon the waters, and anchoring at last in a
qniet haven, laden with the riches of the
earth. Call out the train bands of thought
that lie lurking under the benches of the
school room, arm and equip them for action,
and give yourself the word Of command,
Snd lead them on, and see if there be not
vigor enough TO scale those iortresses of
knowledge which now rise like dark noun
tains before them. There is not a school
room where there is not energy and vigor
and thought enough, if developed and di.
rected, 10 revolntionize the world. There
are genuses which burst forth like a sprine
from the mountsin, and there are also streams
as beautiful and pure, far, far down in the
earth, which will flow on forever in their
darkened course, unless some excavating
hand digs away the helpless piles of earth
above them, and then there gushes up an
unfailing well pure and sparkling waters.
The sculptor may form from the block of
marble before him, either angel or devil, so
The soul may be made either seraph,s
home or demons haunt; and, do you not
know, parent, teacher, that it is your hand
that fashions tise abode, and bcckons thi,her
the visitant.
have seen father mourn over his below
ed son, when his own hand pressed first to
his chiId's lips, the hellsh draught that set
h'' Soui VII hiV' uofC SO cH poor lone
mother weep as if her heart wouI break,
over her ruined idols. Yet that mothers
smile beamed first upon the coming foot
steps Of the destroyer. and her voice warned
not her child of danger In that day, when
God shall bring every thing into judgment,
willn the curses which rung so fearfully
in the offenders ears III this world, roll back
with crushing weight upon those who fulfil
led not their responsibilities to them when
Young? Who knows that every murderer
might not have been minister of mercy TO
wrelched thousands? He was not born
murderes; that sweet blue eye had no fen
dish glare, as its baby face rested upon its
mothers bosom-ihat little hand bore no
STAN Of blood as it clapped them in childish
glec. Mother remember that earnest eve
which now mirrors thine own glance SO lo,-
ingly, will yer reflect the light thou givest
1t. A skilful farmer first prepares the ground
and then plants such seeds as is adapted 10
the soil and shall we be less careful to
make a fit dwelling place for the 'thoughts
of immortal mould" that spring up in the
soul and shall we not care and know what |
seed is sown in those immortal minds which |
aie hereafter to be judged by their fruits
The sower in the parable sowed good seed
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