Southern shield., 1850-05-25
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 saw temple, reared by the hands of man, standing with it's high pinnacle in the distant plain. The streams beat upon it, the God of nature hurled his thunderbolts at it, and yet it stood firm as adamant.
 l returned, and To! the temple was no more! Its high walls lay in scattered ruins; moss and wild grass grew rankly there and at the midnight hour, the owls long cry added to the deep solitude-the young and the gay who revelled there, had passed away. saw child rejoicing in his youth the idol of his mother and the pride of his father. l returned, and that child had be- come old. Trembling with the weight of years, he stood, the last of his generation, stranger amid the desoat;ons around him.
 ''Who is this destroyer!" said to my guardian angel.
 ''lt is Tme,' said he. "When the morn ing stars sang together with joy over the new world, he commenced his course, and when he shall have destroyed all that is beau ,iful on earth, plucked the sun from his sphere-veiled the moon in blood-yes, when he shall have rolled the heavens and earth away as a scroll, then shall an angel from the throne of God come forth, and with one foot on sea, and one on land, lift up his hand toward heaven, and swear by heavens Eternal, Time is, Time ,cas, but Time shall De no 1ongerr'
 ''Is there no way" "said 1, "to render Time blessing instead of a curse!'
 "Yes," said the angel. By laying hold of him as he passes by, he will wait you to blessed immortality; but by negIecting him, and suffering him to pass unheeded, he will bear you swiftly through waves of trouble to deep gulf of woe. He rolls on most rapidly, and will reward you for your conduct towards him. Ifyou would be hap py,vou must esteem him of infinitely more value than gold or silver. Grasp each mo- ment as it flies, and spend it in doing good.
 Correct Speaking.
 We advise all young people to acquire, in early life, the habit of using good language, both in speaking and writing, and to aban don as early as possible the use of slang words and phrases. The longer they live, the more difficult the acquisition of such language will be; and if the golden age of youth-the proper season for the acquisition of language-be passed in it's abuse, the unfortunate victim of neglected education is very probably doomed to talk slang for life. Money is not necessary to procure this education. Every man has it in his power He has merel y to use the language which he reads, instead of slang which he hears; 10 form his taste from the popular speakers, writers, and the poets of the country; to treasure up choice phrases in his memory, and habituate himself to their use-avodng at the same time that pedan- tic precision and bombast, which bespeaks the weakness of vain ambition, than the polish of an educated mind. There is no man, however low in rank, who may not materially benefit his financial condition by following this advice and cultivating at the same time such morals and manners as correspond in character with good words.
 THE POWER OF INTEREsT.-In the year 1882, the island which now constitutes the city and county of New York, was purchas- ed ofthe Indians for sixty guilders, or twen ly-four dollars.
 This seems cheap. Yet if the purchasers had invested the said sum of twenty-four dollars at compound interest at per cent. the accumulated capital on such invest ment would, in this year, lS50 amount to sxty-five millions of dollars: in other words, twenty-topr dollars so invested would now be worth more than the city and county of New York, deducting what has been ex- pended upon the real estate, since it was purchased from the Indians. Ergo, the land | for islandD was not cheap, for the purchaser could have done better with his money.
 Merchants Ledger, There is at present residing at Southamp- ton, an old man named Wade, the last sur vivor of Capt Cooks companions of his l voyages round the world. He is 99 years of age, and is in possession of all his facul- ties. He was present at Capt. Cooks death, and himself received a spear wound from one of the islanders. "Seventyfve cents per gall'' exclaimed Mrs. Burlington, on looking over the price current "Why, bless me, what is this world coming to, when the gals are only valued at seventy-fve cents!" The old lady pulled off her spectaces, threw down the paper, and went into brown study on the want of proper appreciation of the true value of the feminine gender.
 ~~~~~~~~~-~~~~~~-~~>-- Be faithful to thy trust, be it small or great; strive to leave good, if but tiny impress. Scorn not your allotted track: