Nashville union and dispatch. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1866-1868, 1867-06-29

I uiOa aud pispateh.
Largest CircuIatiOn in City and State
SECOND NIGHT OF ". y. WARDS
CONFINEMENT.

tnuSi nave Deen very gratifying 70 the leech'
ers, patrons and friends of this Aourishine
seminary. The exercises opened with q
piano solOby an undergraduate. Then an
essay subject-"B Beauty Wins the Sight
but Merit Wins the Soul" BY Miss Alice
Fitzpatrick, of Moorsville, Tenn. This
subject, truisn in Itself, was invested with
rare poetic interest, by the graceful peri
DDS which sparkled In its pages. Beauty,
though trail as the rosy clouds which hang
ike pavilion over dream-world, was ever
ready 70 pale its gorgeous coloring before
the quiet, but fearless march Of merit.
Beauty, which is a combination OF coi5rs.
has in itself its own elements of decay.
while merit, though not attractive 10 its
outer gsrb is yet instinct with the spirit Of
immortality. The clearneas Of artieula-
ton and her we'll modulated voice made
the essay heard thr0ughont fhe hall.
Then folloWed thatbeautifnl trio, sBeauti-
ful Venice" by Misses Lee and Sproull, and
an undergraduate. -.
Next ON the programme was an essay
subject: "The Eloquence of Truth" by
Miss hanstina b. Hardin, of Charlotte,
Tenn. Truth, which was one of che sweet
est notes in the choral anthem ofthe morn
ing starr, has been the theme of the worlds
greatest minds. Without it, song has no
melody, eloquence no fascination, and poetry
no charm. The world grows beautiful
under the light Of truth, as earth blossoms
into flowers under the soft influence of sun
shine. This essay was read in a clear,
loud tone, and much admired BY the audi
ence
Then a song by Miss Cooper, Consider
the lilies" exhibiting highly cultivated
voice. its
Next an essay-subiect "True Heroism,"
by Miss Cora Hofa, of Nashville, in which
she exhibited in bold contrast the true
grandeur OF the moral hero, over the
ephemeral fame Of him "who has sought
the bubble-repatation in the lannon's
mouth"
Then abeautilul song, "Ah Live thou,p
by Miss Jessie +. Fall, which was well re-
ceived by the crowd
Next in course was an essay-subiect:
"All earth is beautiful by Miss Florence
b. Harris, of Cornersville, Tenn. The
very spirit of pOesy is couched in this sub
ject, and under the transforming alchemy
Of her well stored mind she scattered few
of these gems over the auditory. AlIearth
is but the living embodiment Of the high-
est conceptions Of Deity the same hand
which moulded the Alps penciled the deli
cate tracery of the flowers the same hand
that made vast ocean is seen in the dew
drop empaled ia the heart of the rose; She
same voice which gave the LeViathan the
sea for his dominions, gave thousand
animalcule a home in a rain-drop. Yes,
truly, all earth is beautiful"
Next piano SOLO" Retour de Prin-
temps"-by Miss A. L., an undergraduate,
whose touch was skillful and artistic.
Then an essay Subject Golden
Dreams and Leaden Realities, by Miss
Milda Kennedy, of Pulaski, Tennessee.
The history of almost every life might be
epitomized in this sad, bat expressive SEN
tence, Golden dreams and leadea reali-
tiesD The dreams Of youth and childhood,
paintthe diorama Of life in colors Of gold
and amethyst, but ere noontide is reached,
a cold reality too real spreads its murky
shadows over the scene and what was a
golden dream" becomes "leaden re-
atty" The fair wreath which hope twines
around the brow of girlhood, will wither
at the touch of the Frost Angel, and though
its leaves may assume more varied tints, it
will be bat the gorgeous yestment which
kind nature weaves for the burial of the
pale, dead flowers.
Next ia order, Quartette on the guitar,
by Misses Lee, Ridley, Brsmlett and
Sproull.
Then followed an essay. Subject: DIFF
L. NJ / l. e
Hickman, Kentucky.
This subject presented no difficulties to
her mind. Wit, satire and comedy strug-
gled for the mastery in every one Of her
trenehant sentences The foilies of the
age, its gay and scnseless fashions, its wdter-
falls ever rising, but turning no machinery
like valiant soldiers always marching to
the front, aud like The Intelligent contra
band, going at night to the Bureau" for
home. Mirth and jollity prevailed
throughout the audience, as she touched
upon the fashionable follies of the age.
Her forte is comedy and her effort splen
did success.
Next on programme, piano solo, ''Di
Peacese," by Miss Fanny j. Robinson, of
Huntsville.
Then an essay, The Sweet Vesper
Time, by Missei MCLEAN, of Middleton,
Tenn. This subject, so full Of poetry in
ITSELF could not have failed to touch the
sympathetic chord in every heart. Amid
all the busy cares and troubles of life, there
comes "a sweet vesper time" when the
heart communes with itself and bows down
in devotion to the true and beautiful in
nature. This vesper time is when
The tender Twilight With crimson cheek
Leans on the breast OF Evening.
Then followed an essay-subiect--"The
art of living" By Miss Floren &c A. Lee,
Of Spring Hill, Tenn. The "art Of living
is a higher art than music, poetry or paint
ing. To know how 20 live is a question
which has puzzled the minds of sages and
philosophers, through all ages We are
all sculptors and God has placed the chisel
in our hands and We must carve a monu-
ment to leave behind us. Whether our
monument be like the Colossus at Rhodes,
swing the world by its majesty, or embo-
died in the mofe ideal form Of a Ruth
amid the golden sleaves, or the Peri,
bearing the repentant tear of the sinner
10 the gates of Heaven, il matters not, so
we have used properly the material placed
in our hands To make life heroic We must
crowd into a few heeting years the deeds of
an age. For
we live in deeds, not years-in ihough,s-not
hresths-
In feeling not in figures on a dial;
Ne should count time by heart -throhs. lie most
lives.
Who thinks mosi--fsels the noblest-acts the
best
This essay was we'll read and highly APP
preciaied by the audience.
In that solemn, thoughtful hour the heart
sends out its tendrils like so many prayers,
10 bind us to the true and noble in life.
III is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note Is heard;
Il is the hour when lovers VOWS
seem sweet IN every whispered word
And gentle winds, and waters near.
Make music 20 the lonely ear.
This essay was full Of happy thoughts,
expressed IN felicitous language.
Then followed several vocal and instru-
mental pieces, which we're relished by the
crowd
Next an essay-subiect Home where e'er
the heart is" by Miss +. ClopiOn Sproull,
Of Cartersyille, Ga. This subject, though
old as humanity, has an ever varying inter-
est IN the human heart. The heart builds
The palaces in which We reside through life.
Whether in Siberian SHOWS, or on the YER
dureless sands Of Sahara OF the wilds OF
the tropics, II the heart is there, however
humble the cot "A Il n,,, 49,. f.stl.d