Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1894-01-20
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Miss Peabody was always teacher. She
tn u;ned to that profession % one born to
Its cares, successes and honors. In later
years, when new light shone into her mind,
she devoted herself to expoundfng kinder
garten methods, believing that in this way
the ohild's personality was fully and freely
developed. Her revision of Mary Aann's
"Guide to the Kindergarten and Interme-
ners," and "Moral Culture of Infancy"
are volumes that have been of great benefit
to teachers. The last mentioned Ia de-
lightful reading, 1t Is so full OF loving
sympathy. As one has said of her, "She
saw and taught the principle of growth in
the education of q child, from the spark of
divine knowledge left in 1t at birth, on and
on threugh life to its close. For this fact
alone We should build her monument, If
for no other.n
At the memorial service held at the
Church of the Disciples, in her honor, one
hundred and fifty teachers belonging to
the Eastern Kindergarten Association,
chanted the story of the little children
and the Master, beginning, "And they
brought young children to Him."
Among the many beautiful things that
were said of her were these words of Julia
Ward Howe:
at is written that the meek shall In
herit the earth Miss Peabody eminently
fulfilled the text. She was meek and
lowly of heart. and yet how rich she was
faith, in devotion, In the companionship
of the great and good. Theodore Parker
said she had no self, in the sense that
she lacked all selishness. Bat In
the sense of q strong centrality,
a mind using its own judgment, q heart
which worshipped according to the dictates
of her own conscience, she had q self.
What beautiful unity there was in her
life. She did not drop her hobbies ss worn
out and no longer useful. She would take
up one thing after another, but she loved
and cared for all her pursuits until the end.
She has done much to sweeten and warm
this atmosphere in which we live. She in
herited the best of what has gone before,
and has left 1t undiminished for the com,
ing generation, a goodly heritage"
The biography which she began to write
and which would have been rich in memo
ries and experiences she was compelled, by
the infirmities of age, to lay aside unfn-
ished. May it be completed by some wor-
thy hand, for the story of such lives are
ever helpful and inspiring.
WITH PENKNIFE AND PENCIL.
No schoolboy need beinconvenienced for
the want of q pair of eompasses, If he is
two ,bladed pocket knife and a bit of lead
pencil. Open two blades of the knife,
which, by the way. must be at opposite
ends of the handle, and stick the point of
the smaller blade into one end of little
bit of pencil, the other end of which has
been shsrpened. The handle of the knife,
with one of the blades, makes the fixed
leg of the compass, while the other blade
makes the movable leg, and so you have
the instrument complete. Circles of vsri-
ous sizss can be described by opening or
closing the small blade.
USEFUL INFORMATION.
One of the most sensible things seen In
the holiday season at "Womsn's Ex-
change. amid the bewildering array of
pretty articles useful and useless, was a
"Guest Chamber Calendar" This was a
large card with bsvelled edges, with loop
of ribbon for suspendlng it, and painted
spray of flowers across the top. The colors
of these decorations should of course be
chosen with reference to the tints used In
the room where the calendar is to be
placed. In fanciful letters of geld was
painted the words "Given to Hospitality"
Then in neatly made pen lettering were
given the hours for meals, arrival and de-
parture of msils, and arrival and departure
of trains. Evidently the calendar was in
tended for a country house, where trains
and mails came and won't only twice In the
twenty -four hours, but 1t is in just such
houses that the guest would be most pleased
to find it. The fewer mails the more i'm
portant it ia that letters be made ready in
season, and the well-bred visitor certainly
desires to conform to household usages in
all things, especially in appearing punctu-
ally at meal time.
SPRING TWILIGHT.
This little poem, for 1t is poem, is a
genuine impromptu, ohsnted at the esrly
bedtime hour by q little poet of four years
In kind of blissful reverie, without hesi
tstion and without a suggestion, she sang
her quaint and pretty fancies out of
a recognition of the loving kindness of the
Giver and Maker of all things.
Only the title of the poem was added by
the child's mother, who saw In this express
zion of her imagination that development
of the senses and of the brain, that soul
expansion that is the underlying principle
of true kindergarten training.
when warm Spring took the cunning little
snow-birds from cold Wioter
And gave them a warm kiss,
The sun goes down, sweet aad gentle and low,
And kind and yellow and loving like the proud
While pretty, dark, lilac clouds come bracing up.
The moon braces through the clouds like a sun.
The robips are singing, robin! ROBIN! Red
breast robul"
The pigeons are COO coo-cooing.
The whip-poor is singing, 'Whip poor-Will.
whip poor Will!"
The kstydids are singing, katy did! She did!
She did, She didnt!'
And the sweet little cooing girls
Are safe in their nesty beds.
An OK cart comes-a tremendous big OK cart
comes.
Behold, a kind, loving heart"
EMILY PORTER DAVIS.
These suggestions of Emily Dickenson
and Walt Whitman, blended with the
eager prattle of little child, give to this
rhapsody an allutingly quaint effect. We
will hope that the "sweet little oooipg girl"
sank into her nesty bsd, soothei to dream