riches of a single rich man, employed in manufacture or commerce, hundreds of poor families may live, and so there may issue from the heart of one good man streams of religious wealth which will nourish and indirectly sustain very many who are not so much producers as consumers in the religious world. What the Church needs, what the world needs, is the multiplication of such men. We want not solid men, whose only solidity is in their masses of money, but men of solid virtue, whose fortunes and learning are the least for which they are distinguished, who carry with them a weight in their words and acts derived not from their bags of gold, but from their thoroughly understood and readily conceded moral integrity. To such truly good men we must look to enlarge the empire of piety, as to great men we look for the enlargement of the empire of speculative truth.-The Methodist. NOTHING ought to wound an upright soul so much as falseness. But as God has not established us as correctors of the human race, and and as charity ought to cover a multitude of sins, I should abstain from speaking of those of others. Because, if God had given them the grace that he has granted us, they might have been far better than we. THE ANT LION. I was going into a deep forest alone on foot, with my blanket,. and food, and cooking utensils on my back. The day was very hct, and the road seemed very lonely and long. Just before plunging into the woods, I passed over a piece of land which some hunter's fire bad burned over. Nothing was left but here and there a tall stump of a tree, blackened by the fire, and entirely dead, and now and then a great rock which had its covering all burned off, and which was left to be bleached in the sun, and to be pelted by the storms. Under the shadow of one of these huge rocks I sat down to rest. Every bird was still, and every leaf hung motionless on the trees, and the only sound to be heard was the murmur of a distant waterfall far away in the forest. "I am now," I said to myself, "beyond the reach of men, and almost beyond animal life: I can't see a living thing moving: this is solitude !" much like a coffee-cup, as nearly so as the dry sand would take that shape. The sand was dry in a few moments, and of course would very readily roll down into the centre. I had read of the creature, but had never seen one before. He was a little dark-looking fellow; and now he put himself in the very centre of his den, and pushing himself into the sand, there was nothing to be seen but a little black horn, as it appeared to be sticking out in sight. It looked as if it might be the point of a small rusty needle. This was the ant-lion, and that was his den. After the sand was dry, and while the hunter was still buried in the sand, I had a specimen of his skill and power. A little red ant came running along, seeking food for herself and her young. So she climbed up on the rim of this sandy cup, and peeped over to see if she could see anything. Presently she seemed to suspect danger, and tried to scramble off. Alas! it was too late; the sands rolled under her feet, and down she went to the bottom; when in an instant that little black horn opened like a pair of shears, and "clip," and the poor ant had one leg cut off! Now she saw her danger, and struggled to mount up the sides. The lion did not move or show himself. He knew what he was about. And now the poor thing struggled to climb up; but one leg is gone, and she finds it hard work. But she has got almost to the top and almost out, when the sands slip, and down she rolls again to the bottom. "Clip," go the shears, and a second leg is gone. She now seems terrified beyond measure, and struggles hard; but she gets up but a little way before she slips again, and another leg is off. She now gives up the struggle, and the lion devours her in a few minutes; and then, with a snap of his tail or paddle, throws the skin of the ant entirely out of the cup, and the trap is now set for another. A fly crept down to see what was smelling so good there; and again clip," and his wing was off! and he was a second course of the dinner. I found several more such dens, and around them lay the skins of the dead, but the inside looked clean and innocent. There was no lion to be seen, but the destroyer is there! The dead are shoved out of sight. O, ant-lion! you are a preacher to me I now see how it is that our young men, as they Just then I noticed something that caused walk over sandy places, have their feet slide. the sand to fly up from the middle of my foot-They go into the hotel. It is all fair and inpath; and looking carefully at it, I soon satis- viting. They take a glass of drink; and fied myself what it was. It was a small insect" clip," they are crippled. They will soon roll that had burrowed down in the sand, and with his tail or some other apparatus (I could not see what) he was throwing up the sand fast and thick. How it flew! In a few minutes he bad made for himself a hole about the size and depth of a large coffee-cup. It was shaped very back and take another, every time the destroyer cutting off their power to escape. They go to places of sin, and know not that the dead are there! Ah! every fall makes the next easier, and the probability of escape less and less. an organized slave trade. The emigration is not forced into slavery by traders. The only way to cope voluntary. The unhappy coolies are kidnapped and with the evil, it is thought, will be to prohibit coolie emigration altogether at Hong Kong, and the Chi I see how it is with our children. They goclared by the British authorities at Hong Kong to be into the street, they fall into bad company, and every profane word they hear, every improper word they use, every indelicate thought they allow, is like having a leg cut off; they go feebly, and can hardly escape ruin. O, ant-lion! I wish all our children could see thee, so cunning for mischief, so cruel to thy victims, so much like that great lion, the wicked one, who seeketh "whom he may devour."Dr. Todd. I nese Government will be memorialized to that effect. So long as the emigration from Hong Kong continthat their trade is conducted under the same regulaues, the Macao Government, it is said, will pretend tions. A SMALL PIECE OF WORK.-A most curious and The first train of cars has crossed Mount Cenis, from France to Italy. This event occurred even sooner than was generally expected, and gives evidence of the energy with which this great engineerJOHN QUINCY ADAMS' MOTHER. ing project has been pushed. The spring or sum"Twelve or fifteen years ago," says Ex-Gov-mer of 1870 will probably witness the completion of ernor Briggs, "I left Washington three or four the tunnel. weeks in the spring. While at home I possessed myself of the letters of Mr. Adams' mother, and read them with exceeding interest. remember an expression in one of the letters addressed to her son, while yet a boy twelve years of age, in Europe. Said she, I would rather see you laid in your grave, than you should grow up a profane and graceless boy.' "After returning to Washington, I went over and said to Mr. Adams: 'I have found out who made you!'" of "What do you mean?' said he. "I replied, 'I have been reading the letters your mother.' "Had I spoken of that dear name to some little boy who had been for weeks away from his dear mother, his eyes could not have flashed more brightly, or his face glowed more quickly, than did the eye and face of that venerable old man when I pronounced the name of his mother. He stood up in his peculiar manner, and emphatically said: 'Yes, Mr. Briggs, all that is good in me I owe to my mother.' "Oh, what a testimony was that from this venerable man to his mother, who had, in his remembrance, all the stages of his manhood! All that is good in me I owe to my mother!' Mothers, think of this when your bright-eyed little boy is about. Mothers make the first impressions upon their children, and these are the last to be effaced." The Moravian. USES OF PRAYER.-Let prayer be the key of the morning and the bolt of the evening. -Henry. ITEMS. interesting model in the French exhibition, is that of the Rock and Fortress of Gibraltar, with a fleet of ships lying in the harbor. This fleet consists of a ship of the line, a frigate and a steam corvette, a brig and a schooner, every spar and rope being represented; and yet the hulls of these little vessels were constructed out of less than the tenth part of a cherry stone. The Rock and Fortress of Gibraltar are in the same proportions, and the noble structure can be covered over with a florin.-American Agriculturist. A BREAD-MAKING MACHINE is said to be the latest New England invention. This machine, according to description, consists of a deep bread pan, within which two polished iron rollers are made to revolve by means of a crank and gearing, in such a way as to mix the materials and aereate and knead the dough in the most thorough manner. The materials are put in and the crank is turned for about ten minutes, and the dough is ready for rising, or for the oven, according to its kind. The machine cleans itself, and there is no necessity for touching the dough with the hands till it is ready to be transferred to the pans for baking. The machine, it is claimed, will knead cake and pastry quite as well as bread. SILK FROM FISHES' EGGS.-M. Joly, as we learn from the Chemical News, has discovered in the eggs of fishes of the family of the Salacians (the ray) that their external envelope is formed of a very close tissue, composed of an infinite number of delicate filaments, which are easily removed and separated. Once drawn out, they possess the appearance, color and finish of cocoon silk, serving without trouble for tissue of ordinary silk or silk wad. The interior of the egg contains an albuminous, white subtance, which can serve usefully in competition with the white of hens' eggs for printing on tissues. They contain a considerable quantity, as each one weighs on an average 240 grammes, about 74 ounces. METEORS.-M. Danubrée, who has been investigating the specimens of meteorites in the Paris collection, divides all the meteorites into two primary groups-Siderites and Asiderites-the former being The International Anti-Slavery Congress, com- characterized by the presence of metallic iron, and posed of leading anti-slavery men of the world, com- the latter by its absence. The Asiderites contain menced its sessions in Paris on the 20th ult. Large one group only, which is termed Asideres. The Sinumbers of Americans, and many representatives of derites are divided into two sections: in the first the the African race, were present. One of the objects of specimens do not enclose stony particles, and in this the Congress is to prepare and adopt a memorial to we find the group of Holosideres; in the second both all those powers which tolerate human slavery with-iron and stony matter are present. This, then, inin their dominions, urging the total abolition of human bondage. cludes two groups: Syssideres, in which the iron is seen as a continuous mass, and Sporadosideres, in which the iron is present in the form of scattered THE COOLIE TRADE and its abuses are exciting attention in China. The coolie trade at Macao is de-grains. FRIENDS' INTELLIGENCER. "TAKE FAST HOLD OF INSTRUCTION; LET HER NOT GO; KEEP HER; FOR SHE IS THY LIFE." VOL. XXIV. PHILADELPHIA, NINTH MONTH 14, 1867. No. 28. EDITED AND PUBLISHED BY AN ASSOCIATION CONTENTS. COMMUNICATIONS MUST BE ADDRESSED AND PAYMENTS EMMOR COMLY, AGENT, At Publication Office, No. 144 North Seventh Street, TERMS:-PAYABLE IN ADVANCE The Paper is issued every Seventh-day, at Three Dollars per annum. $2.50 for Clubs; or, four copies for $10. Agents for Clubs will be expected to pay for the entire Club. The Postage on this paper, paid in advance at the office where It is received, in any part of the United States, is 20 cents a year. AGENTS-Joseph S. Cohu, New York. Henry Haydock, Brooklyn, N. Y. Benj. Stratton, Richmond, Ind. William H. Churchman, Indianapolis, Ind. From the Spectator. THE TAYLORS OF ONGAR.* These volumes are worth looking at carefully. We use the words "looking at " deliberately. A few may find reading them through both pleasant and profitable, a far larger class will gladly make themselves acquainted with the first volume, and there are others, perhaps, who, with ourselves, will be led carefully to study both (not without a consciousness that the task is somewhat irksome), from a desire fully to follow out the trains of thought they suggest. Here, in these pages, the author of the Physical The ory of Another Life, and the inventor of more than one skilful mechanical device, with his sister, the well known Jane Taylor, live before us. Seldom long separated from each other, all their earlier lives spent in the most intimate interchange of thought, one has scarcely passed from amongst us, whilst the voice of the other has been silent for more than forty years; and as we look from the one to the other, and read these fragments from a pen that from one generation to another in this family seems to have been never idle, we see that in the interval of that short forty years a silent revolution, mightier than the one which marked their earlier years, has taken place among us. The Essays in Rhyme may rest on our shelves beside Cowper or Young, Display beside Decision, but we look at them as at some quaint Dutch pictures, which have a certain realism of their own, and yet touch no chord to which our own lives respond. Was it a healthy life, this religious life of seventy years ago? A strange, silent beauty rests on it now, like the calm on a dead man's face. The quiet home in Lavenham, where "a handsome dwelling with spacious garden well stocked with fruit," were to be had for 67. a year; where the mother read aloud at meals, and no moment in the day was suffered to be lost; where the winter months pass in unbroken quiet; yet the days in their well filled order did not seem monotonous; where the mornings were spent by the girls in what would now be called household drudgery, but which with them seems only to have left them fresher for the evening's work, the writing of those verses which have been the delight of more than one generation of children since, and are likely to last when the essays of maturer years have been long forgotten. That Jane Taylor's stories and essays found so wide and eager a reception proved she was the exponent of the thoughts of many at that time.. There had already begun the reaction from the fierce infidelity and careless libertinism of the eighteenth century, a strong desire, not after a higher life exactly that was to follow-but after a sense of completeness, satisfaction, roundness, as it were, in the daily routine, aud men, but more especially women, who never dreamed of eternal The Taylors of Ongar. Edited by the R-v. Isaac life as a thing already begun, who had not the Taylor, M.A. London: Jackson, Walford & Hodder. I faintest perception that Christ revealed more than divines taught, nevertheless believed in duty as a grand principle, leading along a straight road to a desirable though unknown goal. And the school was not a despicable one. The women at least learned much a later generation seems in some danger of forgetting, the children nursed in it have some of them outlived it, but we should like to be sure the present age will produce equally fine specimens of character, -men who, when their English is rusty, will have their honor bright,-women who, when their hair is white, will still find men the better for their presence. We have learned to despise a story with a moral, to believe that, "Liberal applications lie In Art as Nature, dearest friend; We have done with "Mirrors and Looking Glasses," are tired, in short, of looking at our own small selves, begin to think we are, after all, but atoms in a universe, the resources of which are daily opening more widely to our view. It is a higher, at least, a wider life, but we return to look again at the pioneers who cut the way to it for us, through many a huge impediment. These Taylors were amongst them, not in the van, but steadily doing the work. One of the earliest amongst them who took "the family pen" into his hand, Charles Taylor, the well read editor of Calmet, uncle to Isaac Taylor, of Stanford Rivers, is well sketched in these volumes. The "artist scholar," to whom work was play, and rest work. "teeming with repressed energy," so repressed, he seems to have turned some key upon his deeper intellectual nature when he left his study, and never at the family table discoursed of the matters wherewith his brain was teeming. His table talk, says his biographer, was an instance in illustration of Talleyrand's reply to an impertinent physician, who had tried to lead him into State affairs, 'Sir, I never talk of things that I understand.'" To the last he loved his work, but shrank from the fame which attended it. We gather from this sketch that Mr. C. Taylor, engraver, was to be found at home, but the editor of Calmet nowhere. The chief interest of the book, however, centres around Jane Taylor, and it is almost as the antiquarian looks at some ancient-seeming coin, whose modern date he more than half suspects, that we look at these letters of not yet fifty years ago. The names are the familiar names of places and people yet among us, but the style, which had lasted many a long year, has passed away for ever; a wilder life, quicker travelling, and cheap postage have rendered impossible the long sententious letters which were the delight of the last century. In one of Jane Taylor's letters she gives an amusing clue to the success which attended her Hymns for Infants. 'My method was to shut my eyes and imagine the presence of some pretty little mortal, and then endeavor to catch, as it were, the very language it would use on the subject before me, and I have failed so frequently, because so frequently I was compelled to say, "Now you may go, my dear, I shall finish the hymn myself.'" And so quietly working, a life touched with many lines of sadness slipped away, not without leaving its mark. The 66 family pen," which has never been suffered to drop, is now in the hands of one, who, though the editor, never introduces himself in these volumes. But there is poetry in the sternest lines of his most simple prose, and in the hour when "life is all retouched again," there will be many a bright thread woven in with a blessing on the pen that told the story of the children of Bethnal Green. A FIRM faith is the best theology; a good life the best philosophy; a clear conscience the best law; honesty the best policy, and temperance the best physic. An Address delivered at the request of the Teachers of Friends' First-day School in Baltimore, on the occasion of closing the School for the Summer, 5th mo. 27th, 1866, BY BENJAMIN HALLOWELL. Continued from page 422. 4th. Always make the head save the heels. Have system in all your engagements, and think before and while acting, so that you will not have to undo what you have done, or go back for something left behind; or ride or walk some distance to attend to business which you could have attended to very conveniently before "if you had only thought of it." This thinking of the right thing at the right time, is one great point to be aimed at in mental discipline. 5th. Never let any preconceived opinions, prejudices, notions or theories, close the avenues of your minds against reviewing Truth, when it is plainly before you, or easily within your reach. The celebrated astronomer, Huyghens, who discovered the rings of the planet Saturo, and one of its satellites, like many others of the philosophers of his day, had a theory of the Harmony of the Universe, or the Harmony of the Spheres, and believed that in order for this harmony, there should be as many satellites or moons as there were planets. There were then six known planets, including our earth, viz: Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn; and after Galileo discovered the four satellites or moons of the planet Jupiter, the Earth's moon, with Jupiter's tour, made five moons, so that Huyghens thought, when he discovered the one moon to Saturn, making sixas many satellites as there were planets-that the harmony was complete, and that there were no more. This erroneous preconceived opinion closed his eyes from seeing the other satellites which were around Saturn in telescopic view before him, and some of them as distinct as the one he noted, and thus prevented him from having the gratification and merit of discovering at least some of the other seven satellites which that planet is now known to have. Le Sage, in his introduction to Gil Blas, relates a circumstance replete with instructive interest, which I will relate. "Two scholars, on their way from Pennafield to Salamanca, being thirsty and fatigued, sat down by a spring they met with on the road. Here, while they rested themselves, after having quenched their thirst, they perceived upon a stone that was even with the surface of the earth, some letters, already half effaced by time and the feet of the flocks that came to water at the fountain. Having washed the stone off, they read these words in the Castilian language: Here is interred the soul of the licentiate, Peter Garcias.' The younger of the two students, being pert and conceited, no sooner read this inscription than he cried with a loud and ironical laugh, A good joke, truly! Here is interred the soul! A soul (which is a spirit) interred! entombed! Who could be the author of such a wise epitapl?' So saying, he got up and went off self satisfied. His companion, who was blessed with a greater share of penetration, said to himself, "There is certainly some mystery in this affair. [It must mean something.] I'll stay in order to unriddle it.' Accordingly, his comrade was no sooner out of sight, than he began to dig with his knife all round the stone, and succeeded so well that he got it up, and found beneath it a leathern purse, heavy with gold, and a card, on which was written the following sentence in Latin: Whosoever thou art who has wit enough to discover the meaning of the inscription, inherit my money, and make a better use of it than I have done.' The student, rejoicing at his good fortune, walked home to Salamanca with the 'soul of the Licentiate."," Now, whenever you hear or read anything that seems to be the result of care, like the engraving on this stone, think of the students of Salamanca. Don't turn away because it is dif ficult, or seems to conflict with some of your previous notions, but conclude it must mean something, and set your minds to work to discover what its meaning is, and your research will many times be rewarded with what is more valuable even than a purse of gold. This was the course of the wise Newton, in regard to an announcement of Ritcher, in 1672, who had taken a clock which kept exact time in Paris to Cayenne, on the coast of Guiana, in South America, near the Equator, where he found it to run too slow. The statement of Ritcher was ridiculed by many, who said a clock went by wheel-work, and the motion must be the same in one part of the world as in an ther-the same at Cayenne as at Paris-so that if it kept good time at the latter place, it must do so at the former. But Newton, like the student of Salamanca, who gained the golden prize, reasoned thus-"Ritcher is a man of observation and veracity. He has stated as a fact what can be easily tested by experiment, and thus periled his reputation, which he would not do lightly. Now does any cause exist in nature that could produce such a result as Ritcher has announced?" This led him into an investigation which resulted in the grand discovery, that the earth was not a perfect sphere, as had been supposed from the time Julius Ceaser invaded Great Britian, about a half century before the Christian era, to the time of this discovery of Newton, a period of more than 1700 years; but that the surface of the earth deviates below that of a sphere, more and more as we go from the equator both ways, till at the poles the depression is some twelve and a half miles. This causes the force of gravity to increase, and consequenty a body to fall faster, and a pendulum to vibrate in less and less time, and thus makes a clock run faster, as we go from the equator to the poles-from Cayenne to Parisso that Newton, by his wisdom and penetration, was rewarded with a richer treasure than a purse of gold-the discovery of a great and eternal truth. 6th. Examine a subject from all practicable points of view. Many disputes arise in consequence of the disputants having occupied dif ferent stand points in reviewing the question they are discussing, when, if they would only interchange positions, each would see that the other was as observant and truthful as himself; and this would tend to accumulate absolutely correct information, as well as to inculcate forbearance, liberality and respect for the opinions of those who may differ in sentiment from us. (This was illustrated by viewing a cylinder opposite its end and side--one presenting a circle, the other a long rectangle. A flute will answer well.) 7th. Be cautious, when you are describing or imagining things with which you are not fully and practically acquainted, that you are not led into error, by supposing that the things and circumstances to which you are accustomed exist alike everywhere. "When the king of Siam, a country where water never freezes, was told by a Dutch traveller, that in Holland, where the winters are very cold, at certain seasons of the year water becomes so solid that an elephant might walk over it, the king replied, I have believed many extraordinary things which you have told me, because I took you for a man of truth; but now I am convinced that you lie!' This confidence in one's own experience as the |