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along on a smooth sea with all sails set; and this state of prosperity continued for the next twenty-four hours. 'We had made,' says his Lordship, 'about eighty knots since parting with the Frenchman, and it was now time to run down west and pick up the land. Luckily, the sky was pretty clear, and as we sailed on through open water, I really began to think our prospects very brilliant. But about 3 o'clock on the second day specks of ice began to flicker here and there on the horizon, then large bulks came floating by in forms as picturesque as ever—one, I particularly remember, a human hand thrust out of the water with outstretched fore-finger, as if to warn us against proceeding further—until at last the whole sea became clouded with hummocks, that seemed to gather on our path in magical multiplicity.

'Up to this time, we had seen nothing of the island, yet I knew we must be within a very few miles of it; and now, to make things quite pleasant, there descended upon us a thicker fog than I should have thought the atmosphere capable of sustaining; it seemed to hang in solid festoons from the masts and spars. To say that you could not see your hand, ceased almost to be figurative; even the ice was hid— except those fragments immediately adjacent, whose ghastly brilliancy the mist itself could not quite extinguish, as they glimmered round the vessel like a circle of luminous phantoms. 9^he perfect stillness of the sea and sky added very much to the solemnity of the scene; almost every breath of wind had fallen ; scarcely a ripple tinkled against the copper sheathing as the solitary little schooner glided along at the rate of half a knot or so an hour, and the only sound we heard was a distant wash of waters; but whether on a great shore, or along a belt of solid ice, it was impossible to say. At last, about four in the morning, I fancied some change was going to take place; the heavy wreathes of vapor seemed to be imperceptibly separating, and in a few minutes more the solid roof of gray suddenly split asunder, and I beheld through the gap—thousands of feet overhead, as if suspended in the crystal sky—a cone of illuminated snow.

'You can imagine my delight. It was really that of an anchorite catching a glimpse of the seventh heaven. There at last was the longsought-for mountain actually tumbling down upon our heads. Columbus could not have been more pleased when, after nights of watching, he saw the first fires of a new hemisphere dance upon the water; nor. indeed, soarcely less disappointed at their sudden disappearance than I was, when, after having gone below to wake Sigudr, and tell him we had seen bona-fide terra firms, I found, on returning upon deck, that the roof of mist had closed again, and shut out all trace of the transient vision. At last the

hour of liberation came: a purer light seemed gradually to penetrate the atmosphere; brown turned to gray, and gray to white, and white to transparent blue, until the lost horizon entirely reappeared, except where in one direction an impenetrable veil of haze still hung suspended from the zenith to the sea. Behind that veil I knew must lie Jan Mayen.

'A few minutes more, and slowly, silently, in a manner you could take no count of, its dusky hem first deepened to a violet tinge, then gradually lifting, displayed a long line of coast—in reality but the roots of Beerenberg—dyed of the darkest purple; while, obedient to a common impulse, the clouds that wrapped its summit standing in all the magnificence of his 0870 feet, girdled by a single zone of pearly vapor, from underneath whose floating folds seven enormous glaciers rolled down into the sea! Nature seemed to have turned scene-shifter, so artfully were the phases of this glorious spectacle successively developed.

'Although by reason of our having hit upon its side instead of its narrow end—the outline of Mount Beerenberg appeared to us more like a sugar-loaf than a spire—broader at the base and rounder at the top than I had imagined— in size, color, and effect it far surpassed anything I had anticipated. The glaciers were quite an unexpected element of beauty. Imagine a mighty river of as great a volume as the Thames, started down the side of a mountain, bursting over every impediment, whirled into a thousand eddies, tumbling and raging from ledge to ledge in quivering cataracts of foam, then suddenly struck rigid by a power so instaneous in its action, that even the froth and fleeting wreathes of spray have stiffened to the immutability of sculpture. Unless you had seen it, it would be almost impossible to conceive the strangeness of the contrast between the actual tranquillity of these silent crystal rivers and the violent descending energy impressed upon their exterior. You must remember, too, all this is upon a scale of such prodigious magnitude, that when we succeeded, subsequently, in approaching the spot—where, with a leap like that of Niagara, one of these glaciers plunges down into the sea—the eye, no longer able to take in its fluvial character, was content to rest in simple astonishment at what then appeared a lucent precipice of gray-green ice, rising to the height of several hundred feet above the masts of the vessel.'

As soon as they had got a little over their first feelings of astonishment at the panorama thus suddenly revealed by the lifting of the fog, Lord Dufferin and his companions began to consider what would be the best way of getting to the anchorage on the west side of the island. They were still seven or eight miles from the shore, and the northern extremity of the island, round -which they would have to pass, lay about five leagues off, bearing west by north, while between them and the land stretched a continuous breadth of floating ice. We need not detail all the elaborate maneeuverings by which they worked the vessel among the hummocks; finding more than once, after making a little progress by arduous efforts, that there was 'no thoroughfare' in the direction chosen, and nothing was left them but to return back, and try their fortune through some other passage. They could effect no landing on the western coast; they put about and tried the eastern, and had no better success. Worse than this, on attempting to retrace their course, they found themselves in danger of being ice-locked. The wind having shifted, it •was now blowing right down the path along which they had picked their way; and in order to return, it would be necessary to work the ship to the windward 'through a sea as thickly crammed with ioe as a lady's boudoir is with furniture.' 'Moreover,' says the noble navigator, 'it had become evident, from the obvious closing of the open spaces, that some considerable pressure was acting upon the outside of the field; but whether originating in a current or the change of wind, or another field being driven down upon it, I could not tell. Be that as it might, out we must get, unless we wanted to be cracked like a walnut-shell between the drifting ice and the solid belt to leeward; so, sending a steady hand to the helm—for these unusual phenomena had begun to make some of my people lose their heads a little, no one on board having ever seen a bit of ice before—I stationed myself in the bows, while Mr. Wyse [the sailing master] conned the vessel from the square-yard. Then there began one of the prettiest and most exciting pieces of nautical manoauvering that can be imagined. Every single soul on board was summoned upon deck; to all, their several stations and duties were assigned, always excepting the cook, who was merely directed to make himself generally useful. As soon as everybody was ready, down went the helm, about came the ship, and the critical part of the business commenced. Of course, in order to wind and twist the schooner in and out among the devious channels left between the hummocks, it was necessary she should have considerable way on her; at the same time, so narrow were some of the passages, and so sharp their turnings, that unless she had been the most handy vessel in the world, she would have had a very narrow squeak for it. I never saw anything so beautiful as her behaviour. Had she been a living creature, she could not have dodged, and wound, and doubled with more conscious cunning and dexterity ; and it was quite amusing to hear the endearing way in which the people spoke to her, each time the nimble creature contrived to elude some more thau usually threatening tongue of ioe.

•It had become very cold; so cold indeed, that Mr. Wyse—no longer able to keep a clutch of the rigging—had a severe tumble from the yard on which he was standing. The wind was freshening, and the ice was evidently still in motion; but although very anxious to get back again into open water, we thought it would not do to go away without landing, even if it were only for an hour. So having laid the schooner right under the cliff, and putting in the gig our old discarded figure-head, a white ensign, a flagstaff, and a tin biscuit box, containing a paper on which I had hastily written the schooner's name, the date of her arrival, and the nameB of all those who sailed on board, we pulled ashore. A ribbon of beach, not more than fifteen yards wide, composed of iron sand, augite, and pyroxene, running along under the basaltic precipice —upwards of a thousand feet high—which serves as a kind of plinth to the mountain, was the only standing room this part of the island afforded. With considerable difficulty, and after a good hour's climb, we succeeded in dragging the figure-head we had brought on shore with us, up a sloping patch of snow, which lay in a crevice of the cliff, and thence a little higher, to a natural pedestal formed by a broken shaft of rock; where, after having tied the tin box round her neck, and duly planted the white ensign of St. George beside her, we left the superseded damsel, somewhat grimly smiling acrQss the frozen ocean at her feet, until some Brt€<^ius of a bear shall come to relieve the loneliness of my wooden Ariadne.'

Meeting with nothing of interest they soon determined to return to the vessel; 'but—so rapidly was the ice drifting down upon the island —we found it had already become doubtful whether we should not have to carry the boat over the patch which, during the couple of hours we had spent on shore, had almost cut her off from access to the water. If this was the case with the gig, it was very evident the quicker we got the schooner out to sea again the better. So immediately we returned on board, having first fired a gun in token of adieu to the desolate land we should never again set foot on, the ship was put about, and our task of working out towards the open water recommenced.' It was a difficult matter to get extricated from the ice; but after many hours struggling, the little Foam got free from it, and went spanking away at the rate of eight knots an hour in a direct line for Hammerfest—a port which was gained after eight day's sailing, at the rate of 100 miles a day.

The reader who has followed us thus far will know as much of Jan Mayen and its history as is known by anybody who has not visited the island. As Lord Dufferin himself only knew of its existence four years before he went in search of it, there can be no reason why anybody should blush for the deficiency of his geographical knowledge, should this be the first he may hare heard of it. Though one of the curiosities of the world, Jan Mayen has been so rarely visited, that few persons, even among arctic mariners, could render any account of it; and the belief has been current in some quarters that for many years it has been wholly inaccessible. M. Babinet, of the French Institute, made a statement to this effect in the Journal des Dilate, as lately as the 30th of December 1856—he, apparently, having not then received intelligence of Lord Dufferin's exploit in the previous summer. It is now, however, an established fact that the island can be reached; and it is not unlikely that other spirited yachtsmen, emulating his lordship's bold example, will seek a new excitement in making it the object of some of their seafaring excursions.— Chambers' Journal.


The Agriculturist has the following with reference to the Lowton blackberry:

As a market crop, we think this blackberry would pay well. They are as easily cultivated as a corn crop, and need no second planting. Set them six or eight feet apart, and the only care required is to keep out weeds, and the excess of plants that continually spring up all over the ground if not kept cut down. Mulching the ground, that is, covering it over with a layer of straw or refuse hay, is useful. It would be well to work into the soil a good supply of yard manure before setting out the plants. On poor soil, an occasional top-dressing of manure may be given. It will be noticed by those skilled in blackberry culture, that, like the raspberry, fruit is only produced upon canes of the previous summer's growth. The plants «an be set in autumn or spring, though we much prefer autumn, as they get well rooted, and usually yield more new canes the following summer than if not set until spring. The plants bear transplanting and carriage well. The chief caution to be observed is, to have the ground ready prepared before opening the plants, and set them at once, without exposure to sun or wind. The same remark applies to raspberries, and, indeed, to all other plants. They appear, thus far, to grow well on almost any soil. Some recommend moist loam, or even clay. The best growth and fruiting we have seen is upon a rocky side hill, though perhaps not better than others on dark muck and peaty soil. We should not hesitate to put them upon any soil, except a very sandy one, or one subject to standing water.

God scatters love on every side,

Freely among his children all, And always hearts are lying wide

Wherein some grains may fall.



A smooth sea never made a skilful mariner. Neither do uninterrupted prosperity and success qualify a man for usefulness or happiness. The storms of adversity, like the storms of the ocean, arouse the faculties, excite the invention, prudence, skill, and fortitude of the voyager. The martyrs and confessors of ancient times, ia bracing their minds to outward calamity, acquired a loftiness of purpose, a moral heroism, that was worth a life of softness and security.


"I will judge his house forever for the iniquity which he knoweth, because bis sons made themselves vile, and he restrained them not."

How shall I rule this child? How frequent, how important the question! It was asked of us not long since, by a mother in utter despair, and almost as though she thought the discharge of an acknowledged duty an impossibility. Such cases are not singular, the complaint is a common one, that children cannot be controlled. It may not be unprofitable to inquire the cause of this difficulty. Parents apparently competent to the full discharge of their sacred duties, pious, intelligent, and in other things decided, fail entirely in establishing their authority over even the gentlest natures.

Spoiled children are the plague of society: They are met with everywhere: They are the annoyance of visitors, the constant disturbers cf the comfort of travellers, but their most to be commisserated victims are their parents. Slaves of their own caprice and accustomed to yield to every impulse of passion, they become as restless and unhappy as they render those around them. Is it not a strange fact that parents should blindly ignore these truths, and persevere in a course of conduct productive of so much misery and sin, when a simple obedience of the law of God would remedy the evil, and enable them to rear their little ones as reasonable creatures, happy in themselves, and a blessing to others. We believe the cause to be either ignorance or disobedience of the law of God. That law requires of the child honor and obedience to parents; unquestionably, therefore, it becomes the duty of the parent to teach them this, and to require what God requires. It is possible to do this long before they are able to know right from wrong. Even a babe that cannot speak may be taught by the modulation of the voice, the glance of reproof, or the warning frown, that it must obey—and we firmly believe that if parental authority be established and enforced before the child has reached the age of two years, very little trouble will in ordinary cases be afterwards required to sustain it. It is at this tender age the deepest impressions are made, and it is then also that the greatest means may be used to coerce the will and bend it to the parental command.

We are aware that some weak minds oppose such a course on the ground that such coercion is cruel. This objection is almost too puerile to be met by argument, were it not that so large a class of even sensible persons act us though it were a valid one. Can the Christian believe that what God commands is aught but kindest and best 'I Can any one capable of reasoning from cause to effect doubt that the child taught to yield its wishes with respect and cheerfulness, to the will of his best friends, is happier than the poor victim of indulgence, whose days are passed in that fretful discontent which even in the youngest child, is the certain fruit of unrestrained gratification. Lot us look for a moment at the luture life for which childhood should he used as the time of preparation. "What will be the virtues required in a life of goodness and integrity such as every parent may be supposed to desire his child to lead? We answer without fear of contradiction, obedience to law, (either human or divine,) and telf-dmial. To the man who through long habit of cuihing his will in childhood, in compliance with the law of right, has acquired the command of life, the practice of these virtues will be tusy and graceful; but to him who through a cuurse of years has been accustomed to disregard the commands of his father and trample upnn the authority of his mother, the discipline of life will be a new and irksome thing. His unbridled passions will become his sole rulers, and the mother who was too tender of her boy to restrain his will or allow the rod of correction to chastise his delinquency, will find too late that she has consigned her darling to the dominion of tusk masters, so cruel that their demands shall be satisfied with nothing short of his absolute destruction.

It is you fond mother, who now allow that little laughing curly headed babe that scarcely lisps your name, to set its tiny foot upon your authority,—you are the cruel one,—aye, cruel as the grave. Why, did God give you the authority you possess, to be laid by as useless, while you reverse his divine order and become obedient to the whim of your child? Alas ! you are bringing down upon your offspring the awful denunciations of Him who never allows his law to be broken with impunity. If we "sow the wind," we shall reap the whirlwind, and by and by, your prayers, and tears perhaps of agonized entreaty, will be as lightly disregarded by the man, as you have suffered your command to be by the babe. Beware in time—" correct thy son, and he shall give thee rest, yea, he shall give delight unto thy soul."—Christian Obser

Many persons spend so much time in criticising and disputing about the Gospel, that they have none left for practicing it. As if two sick men should quarrel about the phraseology of their physician's prescription, and forget to take the medicine.

Keep exact accounts. It is seldom observed, that he who keeps an exact account of his income and expeusas, and thereby has constantly under his view the course of his domestic affairs, lets them run to ruin. When any one breaks in Holland, their expression for it is, "Such a man kept not his accounts well."


Flour Abd Meal.—The Flour market continues dull, but prices are steady. Standard arid good brands are nominal at $0 a 3 25 per brand, and at *5 a 5 50 lor small lots lor home consumption ; extra family and fancy lots are held at $3 7o a b 20. Nothing doing in Rye Flour or Com Weal; we quote the lormer at $4 26 and the latter ai *3 Ou per barrel.

Grain.—There is a light supply of Wheat offering, but tbe demand lor it is limited. Last sales ol'goou red at $1 15 a $1 20 per bushel, and good vvnite at lfc 2U a $1 25 per bushel, bales ol Kye at lb a 78 c. Corn is still very dull— saleis of old jellow is offered at 75 a 70 eta., and dry new at Ob a OS cts. Oais— sales ol Southern at 33 c per bushel.

Clovekseed is tcarce at 0 25 a 5 50 per 64 lbs. Nothing doing in Timothy or Flaxseed.

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After an interruption of the engagement by a heavy cold, which confined her some days, she writes.

"My late indisposition has impeded the work, but being in the will of Him who koows what is best, I Oikjiu to be content, and I am very tenderly cared for, many ways. I attended the Monthly Meeting to-day; the first sitting was a season of some labor, and a visit to the men's not less trying to body and mind; but these exercises feel a part of tlie allotted burden in this place, where in a spiritual sense small indeed are my portions of pleasant bread.

"The labors of the last week have sensibly exhausted me, yet I got to meeting yesterday, and was mercifully strengthened to clear out in such a way that 1 trust much more is not likely to be called for in this line, while here. I hope I shall long gratefully remember the meeting last evening, one so large and quiet has scarcely been known here; and I think the covering of solemnity increased to the last. In both instances gracious help and relief of mind were afforded, to the bowing of my soul in reverent thankfulness, and only for the Monthly Meeting to-morrow, and wishing to see an individual or two lately come home, I believe I might have comfortably left Waterford."

She had opportunities with the individuals alluded to, and was enabled to perform some other religious service to her additional relief and satisfaction, besides attending the Monthly Meeting, and returned home the latter end of the 3rd mo. with feelings of peaceful poverty; which she often spoke of as a sufficient recompense for any labor she might be engaged in.

Before leaving home to attend the Yearly Meeting in Dublin this year, my dear mother obtained the concurrence of her friends for some religious service to which she apprehended her

self called in the province of LciDSter; and while in the Metropolis she wrote as follows.

"Sadness and silent mourning have been mostly my lot, and the labor assigned is of a close and arduous kind. According to my feelings things are sorrowfully low, and in the various sittings life has been sensibly oppressed; yet a sense of continued mercy has sustained, and in knowing that we, as a people, still have a gracious and long-suffering Father to do with, faith in His love is renewed, and the hope of a revival amongst us at times consoles.

On leaving Dublin the 10th of 5th mo. she was accompanied by Susanna Hill, a dear friend and fellow minister who felt inclined to join her, and proved not only a kind and affectionate helper, but a valuable associate in the labor that succeeded; respecting which the following account is taken from my dear mother's letters.

"The Monthly Meeting at Carlow on sixth day was tolerably attended by such a3 have not given up the practice, and was a suffering time. S. Hill exercised her acceptable gift in a short testimony, and the first sitting closed with supplication. I was soon attracted to the men's meeting, and there as well as among my sisters was relieved by communicating what impressed me, notwithstanding life was low. Friends in these parts who are concerned for the cause of truth, and take any share in maintaining the discipline, are greatly to be felt for.

"There are very few of our name at Athy, but several solid persons attended the usual week day meeting, which was a solemn season; yet my mind was not relieved without having one of a more public kind appointed for the next morning. This may be acknowledged as a very favored time. A large number of serious persons were present from among the Methodists, and Evangelical Society; one of their preachers, and a clergyman with his wife, &c. 1 trust the precious cause was not injured, while ability was renewedly given to proclaim the doctrines of the unchangeable gospel, and my mind felt so relieved that I could have left the place; but we had reason to be satisfied with that evening's detention. The preacher of the Evangelical Society, already mentioned, came to our lodgings, with whom I was very unexpectedly led to enter upon some points of doctrine held by that sect. I do not remember when a conversation of such sort left me more satisfied, or in the retrospect

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