The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1856-06-04

Somehow the chime of the old bell don't soune
as sweet as it is wont, and the singing of the
choir, though always beautiful heretofore. seem!
but hollow mockery. All, when the heart il
not right, how vain the hope of deriving plea
sure from religion, or any thing else.
What a cracked voice the minister has got
| declare it reminds ne of the broken wash
bowl. Ali there's Miss Susan Gabble Susar
is a sensible sort Of a woman--rather old--bu
then, she's not one of the sort that never grows
old. There's great deal of comfort in know
ing that though person MAJ change outward
", there's something within that dehes ever
the ravages of time And in the hour of deatl
it must be sweet to know that you can leave
behind you a name that can never grow old.
Susan doesn't belong to this class, very few
do. Let me see; I'm about come to the con
cluson that want wife; if | don't marry,
am afraid my name will grow old the day after
I'm dead. inasmuch as l am the last of my no
bic family the last ofthree brothers-all bach
elorS to the last. This is one very serious oh
lection to ngleblessedness-a fellows name is
apt to die away-ifthey can hel it. ~ twouldn
work well in the long run; We're the world
the masculine portion--one vast society Of sha
kers, believe had been a shaker in my youth
should have been married long ere this
Mankind is averse to being fettered, womankinc
ditto; chain them down to rules and regulations
make them 60 to church six times every Sun
day, forbid intercourse with the sexes while
young--and they are mighty apt TO kick in The
traces. and overset the fondest wishes of theil
mistaken guardians. .....= -s..
l believe III see Miss Susan Gabble home
after meeting.
That's an awful long -windcd minister I've
great notion to throw my boot at him. dc
hate long sermons; I'm great lover of tht
short and sweet doctrine, am.
At last services ended. The last psalm i:
sung. the last prayer is offered, the benedictior
there goes Susan Now comes the tug o
war ~ - s.
Miss Gabble-Miss Susan Gabble-allov
me, my dear madam, on account of the simlli
tude of our ages--o-to--have the supreme
felicity--to--"
Why, whata look! guess she never spoke
to a gentleman before.
Our ages, indeed! Id have YOU to know
sir, that am not so old AS to be obliged to veal
false hair, and a false set of teeth, and"
Il don't wear false bosom, plague take
you. nor yet cotton bosomP'
"Home, sweet home, "Says Pavne -and thus
says Phumble. How dear to my hear: is bach
elor's hall after the exhibition have just hac
young for me? just as If didn't went a court
in of her many and many's the might've and
twenty years ago Ito my shame tell it;) JUS
as if she wasn't proud of me, and would have
become Mrs. PhumbIe for the asking, and just
as if she was as young now as she was five anC
twenty years ago. Oh Susan, Susan Gabble
too well have you learned the ways Of the world
loo well have you learned to practice the de-
ceit of your class of community. But you cam
hide the wrinkles, Susan, they brand you in the
face as liar; and the rose on your check, like
your would be girsh actions, is as false as
your swelling cotton bosoms!
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School -MAsTERs.--Dul prosy, monosyllab
ic school masters have no business in A schoo
room-nor should they be tolerated. They are
stumbling blocks to the cause of education-a
nuisance to society. They may have done in
'o6-they won't do in S. ''Things haint now
as they used to was" Old America is dis
throned, dismantled. Young America is up,
with the fire wreath on his brow. The steam
engine and magnetic telegraph is in him--he
breatfes frecl y-acts quickly. He euever maps,
or rubs his eyes, or yawnS, butts always awake,
conceivny, creating, feeling, and acting, in the
same breath With such an institution AS this,
what can your old fogy, snail paced schoo-mas-
ter do? Nothing-worse than nothing. For
teachers we want active, energetic insplrers--
not sleepy monitors. Men desiring rather to in
struct, than to talk information. Any long leg
ged STRIPPING of nineteen can perform the me-
chanica part of teaching, BY merely repeating
knowled ye in others ears; but it is d beautiful
and deyine Office to breathe into the soul that
ncedful and holy power which grasps, changes,
and subdues. To the school master belongs
:old stern narration; to the teacher, instruction,
which is not stating principles to pupils, but
rather leading them to draw them out of what
hey already know Who can cnumerate the
ime wasted by fossilised school-masters in vain
'epetition' of facts and principles to their pu-
0ils. The smallest bad effect of this is loss of
ime, and the greatest is that the passivity of
he pupil is satisfied, sealed, and perpetuatcd
oy the transaction. To educate the mind is not
" otul IL aS tiouS II IL htle d loNl CdlCdSS-
t is to make it grow in all its powers for duty
md usefulness, for knowledge and righteous
less. But how shall the teacher duly inspire
lis pupil? We answer he must frs. be inspired
himself But can you infuse life into stocks and
tones?' No. Why, then, retain school mas
ers to train the immortal mind of your chill
lren, whom no Promethean fire can warm into
lfc, who are mere flesh, spiritless, scnseless--
lere is the curse Of our State, the effects of
which years cannot remove. On this as the
fundamental principle Of reform should legisa-
i've aid be invoked, and until it is done, done
fectuallv, unit! these lifeless fossils are root
d out and hooed out of every school district
n the State, other changes of our school laws
re unnecessary. -SH gs"fa
WHAT FAMILY GOVERNMENT Is.-It is not to
'atch children with suspicious eye; to flown
t the merry oulburst of innocent liIarity; to
uppress their joyons laughter, and 10 mould
hem into melancholy, little models of octoge-
arlan gravity. And when they have benin
aut it is not to punish simply on account of
ersonaI injury that you may have chanced toI