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In the second place, he is omniscient as well as omni- revolutionize the mal-treatment which the trees have represent. His omniscience, indeed, necessarily and natur ceived in this land for 200 years." And the work he lays ally flows from his omnipresence; he can not but be con out in this article is work the boys can do, and his instrucscious of every motion that arises in the whole material tions are plain and to be confidently followed. world, which he thus essentially pervades, and of every The plans are for the benefit and beautifying of farms and thought that is stirring in the intellectual world, to every small village places, leaving parks and the replacing of forpart of which he is thus intimately united. Several moral ests to township coöperation and grown men's labor. But ists have considered the creation as the temple of God, still, it is not probable that many trees will be set, or that which he has built with his own hands, and which is filled they will be cared for from year to year, unless the fathers with his presence. Others have considered infinite space as

of the young tree-planters take an interest in the matter. the receptacle, or rather the babitation, of the Almighty; Therefore, in the outset, every family in the C. L. S. C. but the noblest and most exalted way of considering this ought to read Prof. Robinson's article; and then each farinfinite space is that of Sir Isaac Newton, who calls it the mer-and the C. L. S. C. counts thousands of farmers and sensorium of the Godhead. Brutes and men have their farmer's wives among its numbers-ought to be willing to sensoriola, or little sensoriums, by which they apprehend give his boys a piece of land, large or small, for a tree planthe presence and perceive the actions of a few objects that tation, and the boys' rights in that piece of land should be lie contiguous to them. Their knowledge and observation respected; the convenience of some crop in the future must turn within a very narrow circle. But as God Almighty not uproot those trees. can not but perceive and know every thing in which he re Parents lament the early flitting of their sons from the sides, infinite space gives room to infinite knowledge, and home farm; but let the boys own in the farm, let them feel is, as it were, an organ of omniscience.

they are bettering property in which they have a cash Were the soul separate from the body, and with one glance interest, and they will feel differently about "putting in " of thought should start beyond the bounds of the cre their time, labor and ideas. ation; should it for millions of years continue its progress Days of pastime, pic-nic days, ought to come into the through infinite space with the same activity, it would still plans of every family-days in which they will take pleasfind itself within the embrace of its Creator, and encom ure together, days which work in upon the household roupassed round with the immensity of the Godhead. While tine with rest for certain overworked sets of nerves and we are in the body, he is not less present with us because he muscles; and what is there better to do than, on some sunny is concealed from us. “O that I knew where I might find mid-day early in spring, for the whole family, warmly clad him!” says Job. “Behold I go forward, but he is not there; and stoutly shod, to go over into the woods and select and and backward, but I can not perceive him; on the left hand, dig up the baby trees for the C. Y. F. R. U. tree garden? where he does work, but I can not behold him; he hideth What a big lesson in botany, to identify beech and birch, himself on the right hand that I can not see him.” In short, oak and maple, ash and walnut, when the signs of differreason as well as revelation assures us that he can not be ence must be discerned only in bark and bud-sheath, absent from us, notwithstanding he is undiscovered by us. locality, and general appearance! One such trip of exam

In this consideration of God Almighty's omnipresence ination is of more worth than a school term of book botany and omniscience, every uncomfortable thought vanishes. away from the living growths. A tree will be an interesting He can not but regard everything that has being, especially object to the family after that excursion. such of his creatures who fear they are not regarded by him. A nursery of trees selected unde: such auspices will not He is privy to all their thoughts, and to that anxiety of be neglected; and then, presently, what a living text-book heart, in particular, which is apt to trouble them on this oc it will become—the budding, the unfolding of leaves, leaf casion; for, as it is impossible he should overlook any of forms, tints and shades of color infinite, and no two days his creatures, so we may be confident that he regards with alike, and the comparison of the cultivated with the wild an eye of mercy those who endeavor to recommend them growth of the same species. selves to his notice, and in an unfeigned humility of heart hen, too, watching the growth of these trees up to the think themselves unwortby that he should be mindful of time for permanent transplanting, and discussing as they them.

will the need of a "wind-break” here, the pleasures of a

shady grove there, the beauty of a solitary tree yonder, the SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT. use of trees all along where any sewerage must flow away,

the safeguard of a row along the crumbling banks of streams, In the April readings for the C.Y. F. R. U.,* Prof. Robinson the increased value to the farm of a piece of woodland twenty the Arnold Arboretum-that great museum of trees, the years hence-it will be very strange if this interested housepurchase of which the city of Boston is now negotiating hold does not enquire more or less closely into the causes with Harvard College-opens up to our young folks a sub which govern climate and the health of neighborhoods, the ject of importance: Tree Culture. For (since American fertility of land, the barrenness of certain tracts and the land is now owned for the most part by individuals in the frequent recurrence of fresbets and floods where once they form of countless farms, and although our law-makers may we

were unknown. The labor is well worth while for only the feel keenly that our rivers and watersupplies are drying up gain of our perceptions of beauty and picturesqueness, and because the forests are cut down, and our climate changing the new consciousness of how man may influence so great and becoming unhealthful for the same reason, still they can

and miraculous an action of nature as a rainfall, or may not pass a law forbidding a man to cut down his own trees) lengthen the summer's warmth for a ripening crop. the planting of forests and the care of trees in general, Something still more special in tree-culture than the genmust come upon individuals, and from their own sponta eral good of the place, may be provided by the family for neous action in the matter, too.

its young members. They may plant arboretums, or museTherefore, Prof. Robinson addresses the boys. He says, ums of trees, making collections of trees, as they collect in a letter to a member of the committee on the C. Y. F. R stamps and coins. And why not give a boy a deed of a U. readings: "If I can interest the young folks in Tree piece of land for an orchard, whose trees he shall buy and Culture, I shall be delighted, for it is here we must hope to set, and take care of, and the fruit of which shall be his

own to sell? Why not plant out a nut orchard for a little * See “Ways to do Things,'in Wide-Awake magazine for April, 1882. girl, to be her own, nuts, trees and all? It would be no


mean dowry, no mean sum of money for the young woman, spread. House after house, street after street it spread, till when an acre of black walnut trees were of age and size for every street and every house was ablaze, and the city became manufacturing purposes. Almost any farmer night thus one vast fire. Of course the soldiers fled from such a place grow and store “means" for a son or daughter. At least, with all speed. a farmer who planted ten acres ten years ago calculates thus: Now there was no place to fly to except their own homes

"The trees are growing an inch a year. When they are in their own country far away; for all the neighboring twenty years old they will be nineteen inches through. A towns and cities were Russian, and of course hated an arniy black-walnut tree nineteen inches through is worth tifteen which had come to steal their country from them. And, dollars. My two thousand trees, ten years from now, will worst of all, the time was winter, and such a winter as has be worth thirty thousand dollars. . If I don't want to cut seldom been. So there was no hope for them but in their them all, I can cut half of them, and then raise a bushel of far-off homes; the fire bad destroyed their only shelter; walnuts to the tree—that is, get twenty-five hundred dol there was no help for it. And thousands of men set out on lars a year for the crop."

the long and terrible journey which was to take them there.

Then began a story of sufferings past all power to imagine. THE MAN WITH THE DRUMMER- They were in a strange land, yet there were no roads nor BOY.

paths to follow; what roads and paths there were in its vast

uncultivated sweeps of land lay deeply hidden in snow. What a bright and lovely thing a rose-garden is when the There were not even people to be found to ask the way, nor trees are covered with buds aud blossonis from top to bottom, friendly cottage to offer a moment's rest or warmth. The in every shade of pink and orinison and gold, which both few straggling woodmen's huts which might lie here and men and children can see and smell and pluck. But how there by their track, like the roads, were buried in snow. very unlovely it is in winter! Look at it when the ground No shop offered the means of getting even a crust of bread. is hard and frozen, the air is bitter and the sky is dull. They could get no water, not one drop, to quench their Where are the roses then? There is nothing to be seen but raging thirst; springs and streams were all frozen. And so leatless sticks, pothing to pluck but sharp, prickly thorns; cold was it that melted ice scorched and blistered their yet you kuow that these are rosr-trees. And the gardener mouths like burning coal. Freezing winds searched through values them and loves them because of what they are even their clothes and flesh, chilling their bones to the very in their bareness and ugliness. Hidden away in their heart

Cold and hungry and thirsty, every mile in the of hearts they contain the graceful leaves of those loveliest soft sinking snow added the misery of wearying limbs; yet of flowers; and when the power is come to them, when the must they hold on, for to halt for even a little rest they knew ground is soft and the air is warm, and the suu is pouring was certain death. Hour after hour, through long days and its floods of golden glory out of a summer sky, then their longer nights, they struggled on toward home. Pitiless hearts will stir within them, the lovely things that lie hid -nows fell in thick, blinding storms, settling on them in den will creep and creep up the stems, and through the buds great masses, adding heavy weight to carry, soaking them and out into the open air, and unfold theniselves, uill little to the skin. And with their wearying load, every step sank children's eyes can see and their hands can reach and pluck deeper into the soft, hampering road. Their aching legs them. They are ugly now; bui for all that, the gardener swelled, their soaked feet broke into sores, their lips split loves them now, bare, prickly sticks as they are; for see, he and bled, their ears became raw; and strong men cried out is putting warm straw about their roots, dunging about in terrible anguish. them, and tilling them. He does not judge by their outward Every hour through days and nights, to one after another appearance. He knows what is in the hearts of them, and he the suffering and struggle proved too much; they fell into a wants to keep their hearts alive; if he has their hearts now, deadly sleep and dropped torpid upon the road. One of these be knows that he shall have their wfolded flowers soon. was a little drummer-boy. He had a sturdy little heart He loves them, and values them, and cares for them, be and had made long and manful efforts to keep up with his cause of the glory which shall be revealed in them. And

big and stronger companions. The burden of his drum, God so loves the world. It is fuil of unlovely-looking char- light as it was, was rather against him; but he had kept his acters, hard and prickly, and ugly as the frozen rose-sticks. legs, till now he could do so no longer. He stopped, stagBut, be they what ihey may to our views and feelings, gered a little, dropped his drum, reeled a second, and then he values all men; he honors all men he loves all men, and fell stretched upon it. It had come to be his turn to die. bids us try to do the same; for everybody, even the ugliest, His party moved on, doubtlers a little sad to leave a mere hardest, most unlovable-looking people have things hidden child to die; but times were stern, and they had enough to down away in their hearts beautiful alike to God and man, do to take care of themselves. A second party came along but seen, just now, only by God. The whole world is a gar the track, frozen, disabled, haggard as the rest. Some looked den of the Lord's, but in dull colil winter-time, God knows at the little drummer, some half stopped, but all passed what it can he and will be. And this is what I want you to on. Everybody was silent. A third party straggled up, enjoy to-niglit, that Ciod knows what is in the heart of man, frozen, disabled, haggard as the rest. But one of this and this is the reason why, with infinite patience, he cares party both looks at the boy and stops. His face is flat, pale, for and tends and loves the world.

swollen; his big lips look sour; his brow is low and frownBut you will see what I mean by these hidden blossoms ing. He seems wearier and more haggard than others, and in the souls of men hy a story. It is now just seventy years there is something about his desperate looks which would ago since it happened. Napoleon Bonaparte-a hugely have alarmed you. His life, you would have thought, wicked man-went with tens of thousands of soldiers into must have been a very evil one; and it is very likely it had, Russia to steal from the Russians their towns and villages, for be bears a wretched name among his soldier companto have them for himself. But he did not get what he ions, who themselves are not over particular. But this one wanted; for difficulties arose, and he had more to fight than man stops by the boy. The sight of the little fellow, after could be fought with guns and swords, or the bravest of all his brave strugglings, lying there stretched upon his men. The Russians fought against him, and these he could drum, left to die, iso too much for him. He feels something beat; but heaven and eart'ı fought against him, and these rise in his throat. He can not, aud-come what will-he foes were too great or lim. The city in which he would will not leave him. In a passion for the boy, he bends forhave housed his so diers cuilt tire, and the fire rapidly ward, lifts him up and rouses him. Unable to speak, he


was one.

makes signs to some who are passing to give him help, and the boy, drum and all-for the bewildered little fellow is clinging to his drum-is mounted on this kind man's back. It was a while before he could quite steady himself to start. Then with raw feet and aching limbs he set out, himself and his new burden, to do the rest of the weary way home, and who should say what would be the end ?

Before the terrible journey was all over, many of those who had seen and passed the outstretched boy fell down upon the snowy road and died, and only a very, very few of all that set out from the burning city ever reached their journey's end; but whether it was because of the extra warmth which came from those two little legs hanging down on each side of his chest-for two cold bodies can make each other warmer-or whether it was because of the extra thrill and power which so noble an enthusiasm gave to his failing heart-warming and strengthening his spirits and his linibs and all that made him a man-I can not say; be this as it may, you will be very glad to know, that among that very, very few, the man with the drummer-boy

He and his burden both reached home. Perhaps to pass the fallen child was not wicked. We can hardly blame men who feared to increase the awful weariness, difficulties, and dangers of their terrible lot; but if we can not blame, neither can we admire. Their conduct might be human, it was not divine. The heart that thinks most, not of itself, but of another; the man that must try to save, even if in the trial he lay down his own life, that is the lovely and divine, the disposition of the beautiful and blessed God as seen in Christ. He saved others, himself he could not save." But I have told you the story of this particular man because till that hour he had been counted bad, the worst of his set. Yet all the while he contained, hidden away in his beart of hearts, loveliness, lovely both to God and man. It lay there waiting for the power to touch it into life and bring it out to sight.

O, my dear children, love everybody, honor all men! Secret glories lie in them all, however hard it may be to believe it. God believes it, and that should be enough.-London Sunday Magazine.


Throbs in my memory still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the sea-fight far away,

How it thundered o'er the tide!
And the dead captains, as they lay
In their graves, o'erlooking the tranquil bay,
Where they in battle died.

And the sound of that mournful song
Goes through me with a thrill:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I can see the breezy dome of groves,

The shadows of Deering's Woods;
And the friendships old and the early loves
Come back with a Sabbath sound, as of doves
In quiet neighborhoods.

And the verse of that sweet old song,
It flutters and murmurs still:

"A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the gleams and glooms that dart

Across the school-boy's brain;
The song and the silence in the heart,
That in part are prophesies, and in part
Are longings wild and vain.

And the voice of that fitful song
Sings on, and is never still:

"A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." There are things of which I may not speak;

There are dreams that can not die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye.

And the words of that fatal song Come over me like a chill: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." Strange to me now are the forms I meet

When I visit the dear old town; But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow each well-known

As they balance up and down,

Are singing the beautiful song,
Are sighing and whispering still:

“A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair,

And with joy that is almost pain
My heart goes back to wander there,
And among the dreams of the days that were,
I find my lost youth again.

And the strange and beautiful song,
The groves are repeating it still:

"A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

-Longfellow. GOD'S-ACRE.

Often I think of the beautiful town

That is seated by the sea;
Often in thought go up and down
The pleasant streets of that dear old town,
And my youth comes back to me.

And a verse of a Lapland song,
Is haunting my memory still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I can see the shadowy lines of its trees,

And catch, in sudden gleams,
The sheen of the far-surrounding seas,
And islands that were the Hesperides
Of all my boyish dreams.

And the burden of that old song,
It murmurs and whispers still:
“A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the black wharves and the slips,

And the sea-tides tossing free;
And Spanish sailors with bearded lips,
And the beauty and mystery of the ships,
And the magic of the sea.
And the voice of that wayward song

Is singing and saying still:
“A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the bulwarks by the shore,

And the fort upon the hill;
The sunrise gun, with its hollow roar
The drum-beat repeated o'er and o’er,
And the bugle wild and shrill.

And the music of that old song

I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls

The burial ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its walls,

And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dust. God's- Acre! · Yes, that blessed name imparts

Comfort to those, who in the grave have sown The seed that they had garnered in their hearts,

Their bread of life, alas! no more their own.
Into its furrows shall we all be cast,

In the sure faith, that we shall rise again
At the great harvest, when the archangel's blast

Shall winnow, like a fan, the chaff and grain.
Then shall the good stand in immortal bloom,

In the fair gardens of that second birth; And each bright blossom mingle its perfume

With that of flowers, which never bloomed on earth. With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod,

And spread the furrow for the seed we sow;
This is the field and Acre of our God,
This is the place where human harvests grow!



prove the fact of unlawful cohabitation. This feature of the

bill was made necessary, as polygamous marriages take ALL MEMBERS of the class of 1882, who expect to graduate place in the Endowment House, and in the presence of this year, will please send immediately to the office of the Mormons only, who would not testify so as to convict one C. L. S. C., Plainfield, N. J., a postal card, stating whether of their own nuniber of crime. they wish genuine or imitation parchment diplomas. In future of all political control of the territories in wbich they

The enforcement of this law will deprive the Mormons in case the former is desired the fee of forty-five cents need not reside, and will place in the territorial legislatures, and in be sent until the report blank, wbich is to be kept until the official positions, the anti-polygamous element, so that the course is completed, is returned, but it is important that we laws against polygamy can be executed in the territories should know at once just how many diplomas of each kind

where it abounds. Of late years the territorial legislature

of Utah was composed almost entirely of Mormons, and they to order.

were becoming powerful politically, as well as religiously The imitation parchment is substantial, smooth, heavy and socially, in several other territories. paper, and will last-three centuries !

The subject is one difficult to legislate upon so as to mette The parchment is more substantial, tough as hide, has a

out justice to all parties. By annulling polygamous mar "university" look about it, and will last a little over three riages at once, many helpless women who are entangled in

this evil system, and many innocent children, will suffer in centuries!

a greater or less degree. The Edmunds bill, however, seems Members of the class of 1882 will please note especially the

to make proper provisions to protect the innocent victims following:

of polygamy, while it aims to punish the perpetrators of its The report blank sent you in our last envelope is marked crimes. The crushing out of such a gigantic system of vice "to be returned by June 30, to office C. L. 8. C., Plainfield,

will doubtless be a matter of time, and will require much

wisdom and patient perseverance on the part of those who N. J."

seek its overthrow by legal measures. The passage of this If you expect to graduate this year, but are not able to

bill is the beginning of the end, and if its provisions do not finish your work by June 30, please keep the report blank prove as effectual as desired, other and more stringent meas until you have done so, returning it as early as possible.

ures will be enacted, and the country will soon have the Present members of the class of 1882, who do not expect

satisfaction of seeing this foul blot effaced from the national

escutcheon. to graduate with their class, can return the blanks promptly, but we do not want to receive any from graduates until the A REMARKABLE FEATURE of the times is the vast numfour years' work can be reported as finished.

ber of productions issued by the press of the times for the Plainfield, N. J., April 6, 1882.

entertainment and instruction of children and young peon

ple. Books gotten up in the most attractive style, both AT LAST there is hope that a speedy end will be put to the within and without, are almost without number; and the practice of polygamy among the Mormons. It is indeed monthlies and weeklies devoted to this purpose equal, if time that this great iniquity, which is both destructive of indeed they do not surpass in circulation, those designed for the family and detrimental to purity and virtue, should be adults. While much that has been published is most meri. made to succumb to the power of law. It is a natter of torious and beneficial, there is also much that is of a senwonder that its existence has been tolerated in the land go sational character, and not a little that is worthless or perlong. Two causes may be assigned for its having been so nicious in its tendencies, so that it requires care and dislong unmolested. At the time of its inception the region crimination to select from among this mass of literature where it was practiced was so remote from civilization that only that class of works, the perusal of which will be proit grew up almost unnoticed. Of late years, since it has ductive of real benefit to the readers, and parents need to come into greater prominence, the energies of the country exercise watchfulness over the reading habits of their chilhave been devoted to crushing out the great rebellion, and to dren in order to guard them against publications of an readjusting matters so as to secure national harmony aud | injurious or immoral tendency. quiet. As soon as these momentous tasks were accom At the last Assembly at Chautauqua, the Chautauqua plished public attention at once began to be directed to this Young Folks' Reading Union was organized, which has for monstrous evil of polygamy. As a result of this a senti its chief aim the forming of right habits of reading among ment has been rapidly developed demanding its overthrow. young people, and the promotion of a spirit of inquiry and The press, the pulpit, and the platform, were united in their observation among its members. Its“ required readings efforts to arouse the slumbering conscience of the nation. are published in the Wide Awake and in Harper's Young Mass meetings were held in all parts of the land denouncing | People, and comprise articles on scientific, historical and this terrible iniquity, and the people everywhere called upon practical subjects, prepared by competent writers in each of our legislators to enact measures for its immediate suppres these departments. In addition to these articles the memsion. In answer to this popular demand the Edmunds bill bers of the Union are required to read “Stories from His was brought forward, and after much discussion passed both tory,” · Papers on Children's Etiquette,' and Faraday's houses of Congress by large majorities, and having been "Chemistry of a Candle.” Several other volumes are recsigned by the President, has now become a law.

ommended to be read, and also the other articles in the The bill does not propose to interfere with Mormonism as periodicals in which the required readings are issued. a religion, but only with the practice of polygamy, which If this is not deemed sufficient by parents for their chilcan not hide from the law under the guise of religion. It dren, a more extended course can easily be arranged. disqualities all persons guilty of polygamy or bigamy from Dickens' History of England is admirably adapted to chilvoting or holding office in the territories, and also provides dren, and a capital series of historical books is being written that both of these crimes shall be punished by fine and im- by Charlotte M. Yonge, several of which are already pubprisonment. In prosecutions under this law, in order to lished.. Charming books of travel and adventure, writter convict of polygamous practices, proof of performance of the in an entertaining style, and adorned with engravi' marriage ceremony is not required; it is only necessary to abound, from which much desirable and useful know

of other lands can be obtained. Books on science, adapted now corroborated by the former proprietor's coming forward to the comprehension of children and young folks, are also to claim the insurance money. being issued in large numbers. In fact, interesting and A brief moral may be drawn from the main facts of the forewell written books for children, on almost any topic desired, going. There is not in every community such a prepondercan be obtained, and at very reasonable rates.

ance of public sentiment against the liquor traffic as in The abundance and cheapness of books in our times leave Oberlin, but certain it is that in many towns now cursed by all without excuse who do not furnish their families with the presence of dram shops, there are enough who profess & a good supply of reading matter. Sometimes men are sentiment against them to make it uncomfortable for the found who say that they can not afford to purchase books | keepers of these places, and even to make it difficult for them and periodicals for their families, and yet perhaps they will to thrive. The moral purpose of a community does not spend twice tbe amount necessary to furnish plenty of read amount to much if in a state of paralysis. Public sentiment ing matter for the household in some useless luxury. One has not much force when it has gone to sleep, and only snores of the surest methods to preserve the young from vicious a little now and then. There is need of an awakened, an ness and idleness is to instil into them a taste for reading, active public conscience all along the line. It is the sine qua and then to gratify it by giving them plenty of healthful non of temperance success. literature. Many a boy might by this means be kept from spending his evenings on the streets or in the saloon, and BY THE death of Henry W. Longfellow the world has lost would thus be preserved from ruin. Money expended in one of the foremost literary men of the age. His career as books and periodicals of the right kind is never lost or a poet extended over more than half a century. His first thrown away, but is sure to yield a good return.

poem was written when he was a lad fourteen years of age, and his last one but a few months before his death, which

occurred on the 24th of March. Not WHOLLY new in theory is the method, but the zeal Longfellow was born in Portland, Maine, February 27, 1807. and determination with which it has been applied by the He entered Bowdoin College in 1821, and graduated with high citizens of the college town of Oberlin, Ohio, has no parallel honors in 1825. After graduating he began the study of law in the history of temperance reform. The facts as they have in the office of his father, but the legal profession not provbeen given are as follows: Some months ago the citizens of ing congenial to his tastes, he abandoned it for a literary caOberlin, having never failed to succeed in driving out all reer, and was soon afterward chosen professor of modern regular saloons by force of public sentiment, discovered that languages in his alma mater. Before entering on his duties they had in their midst a masked dram shop under the name he spent three years in travel and study in foreign lands, in of a drug store. Under pressure of public sentiment the order to qualify himself thoroughly for his professorship. liquor-selling druggist signed a pledge, in common with all In 1835 he became professor of modern languages and bellesthe other druggists of the place, to sell neither alcohol, lettres in Harvard University, which position he retained spirituous nor fermented liquors in any form whatever. until his resignation in 1854. From the time he entered upon This act of hypocrisy on his part was followed by another, the professorship at Harvard, until his death, his home was in which be feigned to sell his store, and his pretended suc in the old mansion at Cambridge, which was occupied by cessor having signed no agreement, resumed the traffic. Washington as his headquarters during the Revolutionary Then began, between temperance principle and righteous War, which will now be doubly sacred as a revolutionary conviction on the one hand, and the minions of Satan on the relic and as a souvenir of the lamented poet. other, such a struggle as one might scarcely hope to witness In the realm of poetry, during the age in which he lived, anywhere outside of that staunch old-time anti-slavery Longfellow had few peers. Tennyson and Bryant were his town. Public meetings were called, the situation discussed, only rivals; the former perhaps excelled him in exquisite and all the power of moral suasion invoked. Failing in finish, and the latter in strength; but in ease of movement, this, as has often been the case, the people, undismayed, grace of diction, and sweetness and depth of expression, went to work to organize visiting committees to frequent Longfellow is surpassed by none. His poems are free from and watch the store throughout all business hours. This cynicism and affectation, and are characterized from first measure proved a very serious detriment to the bogus pro to last by a love of truth and humanity. His strong hold prietor's traffic. To offset it, roughs and loafers from abroad on the popular mind is shown by the significant fact that, were imported by the druggist, with a view to making bis besides the numerous editions of his works issuel in this store so loathsome to decent people that they would be country and in England, more than thirty translations of compelled to withdraw from sheer disgust, and thus leave his poems have appeared in Germany, and eleven in France, him unmolested, master of the situation. But the people while a number of his poems have been reproduced in the who in ante-war days were not too nice to welcome to their Chinese language. Longfellow was especially popular in homes the fugitive slave, and to help him on his way to free- | England. No American anthor was ever more widely read dom, were not to be deterred from their purpose so easily. in England than he. During his last visit to that country, Even the resort to burning red-pepper did not avail to drive in 1868, he received the degree of D. C. L. from Oxford Uniaway the uninvited visitors. Besides, even the throat and versity, while Cambridge conferred on him that of LL. D., eyes

of a liquor seller are not proof against red-pepper. The which had been bestowed on him previously, however, by committee on duty were often ordered to leave the premises, Harvard University. But so great was his modesty and which they always prompily and politely did, never failing, freedom from ostentation, that he never appended any of however, to return immediately. Thus the struggle con these well earned titles to his name. tinued through weeks, the people daily growing more deter During his long career as a poet he contributed frequently mined and confident of victory, the druggist ever finding to the current periodicals of the times, most of his shorter his situation more uncomfortable and niore unprofitable. poems being published in this way before appearing in book Thus situated, and admitting no doubt as to the final victory form. On the fiftieth anniversary of his graduation he preof the temperance forres, a third element came in and pared a poem entitled "Morituri Salutamus", which was quickly put an end to the struggle. A fire, we are informed, read at the meeting of the survivors of his class and which broke out in the part of the town where the store was loca was excelled by few if any of his previous productions. ted, and it with other buildings was destroyed. The belief His last poem was published about two months before his of the people that the sale was only a pretended one, was death, and gave no sign of mental decay. His “Voices of

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