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Erie and its Dead, Miss De Forest, Page 360 Autumn, Mrs. Kidder,
F Arguing with Females, Elliott,
254 Female Education, Atwater, Address, Galloway, 65, 98 Fashion,
74,79 Female Influence, Tomlinson, 28,77, 134, 194 Address, Johnson,
129 Female Education, Matthews, Ambition, 168 Filial Love,
71 Aboriginals, Waterman, 229 Female Missionary,
113 Aphorisms, Merrick, 237 Facts, not Fiction,
120 Alexander's Tears, Brame, 267 Filial Fidelity, Miss Baker,
138 American Antiquities, Stephens, 273 Female Effort,
143" Ancient Fortification, Sapp, 356 Fully Ripe, Sapp,
148 B Female Friendship,
176 Beauties of Nature, 147 Fault-finding,
302 Burial of Napoleon, 183 Flowers,
343 Black Hawk in Prison, Miss Baker,
G Beautiful Metaphor, 244 Grave-Yard, Adams,
27 Boast of Alcohol, 2660 Gatherings of the West, Mrs. Wilson,
32 с God a Defense,
84 Captive's Song, Hatcher, 21 ||Gifted, the, Baxter,
94 Communion with Nature, Hatcher, 49 | Genius Working for Hire,
210 Christian in Death, Pilcher, 57 Grave of the Beautiful,
228 Consumptive, Miss Baker, 76 Gone in their Beauty,
286 Close Thought, Thomson, 80, 108 Girls and their Training, Miss Burrough,
37% Christian Hope, Gaddis,
H Christian Portrait, 147 | Happy To-day,
61 Conchology, Lowrie, 175, 250 | Harp of David, Gurley,
106 Clement, the Roman, 176 | Hope, Baker,
133 Cottage Hearth, 177 Hindoo's Death-Bed,
144 Charge of Solomon, Lorraine, 179 | Helen in Heaven, Miss Baker,
147 Christian Patriotism, Hamline, 211 | Hebrew Minstrel, Hatcher,
158 Corsair's Bride, Outerbridge, 216 Human Life,
168 Crucifixion, Comfort, 260 Henrietta,
189 Captured Bugle, Lorraine, 278 Hope and Memory, Brame,
227 Comeliness of Piety, 309. Human Improvement,
233 Cookman, George C., 310 Huntsman's Death, Young,
315 Contrast, Mrs. M'Cabe, 344 Heaven,
327 D Home of the Faithful, Lucy Seymour,
349 Deity, Miss Baker,
30 Disappointment, Hamline, 150, 186 Impromptu, Adams,
22 Dying Brother, Miss Baker, 168 Immutability of Christ, Hamline,
85 Destruction of Sodom, Hall, 202 Impromptu,
106, 293 Divine Benevolence, Summers, 203 Invocation, Hatcher,
228 Death Typified by a Rose, 240 || Jewish Sacrament,
118 Dress and Sight, 244 Jehovah,
125 Defective Education, Miss Burrough, 258 Joanna Baillie's Fugitive Verses,
305 Deity and Nature, Lowrie, 268,
53 Discreet Mother, 296 Loneliness,
54 Death of Eve, Waterman, 300 | Life,
79 Death of Saladin, Brame, 332 Lord Byron, Snodgrass,
155 Death, Lucy Seymour, 333 Light, Miley,
173 Lord Byron, Hamline,
181 Emperor's Birth-Day, Kidder, 13|Loved and Lost, Brame,
227 Early Gone, Miss Baker, 83 Laura,
227 Evening Star, 156 Lead Mines, Weigley,
238 Employment of Angels, Hatcher, 171 Last of a Race,
244 Early Christianity, 205 Lady Jane Grey, Fitch,
247 Excursion to the White Mountains, Larrabee, 226 Ladies and Romances,
258 Euroclydon, Gillett, 280 Laws of Nature, Lawson,
297 English Language, Ebbert, 281 Love of God,
346 Earthly and Heavenly Loves, Miss De Forest , 284 Life, Lawson,
353 Education, Thomson, 290, 321 Luck and Faith, Miss Burrough,
371 Excess, Miss Burrough,
M Editor's Table, 32, 64, 96, 128, 160, 192, 124, 256, 288 My Life,
40 320, 352, 380 || Moral and Religious Culture, Sehon,
Page 55 || Sailor, Lorraine,
Mother's Shade, Miss Baker,
126 Sabbath Eve,
312 Storm of Gennesaret, Lucy Seymour,
355 | Sabbath of the World, Hamline,
370|| Soul's Aspirations, Miss Baker,
16 | The Boot,
351, 378 The Tongue, Lorraine,
193 | Thy Will be Done,
294 The Vessel,
367 Traveling, Bishop Morris
90 True Greatness, Cox,
92 || The Curse,
111|| Time and Eternity,
Priest and Layman,
139|To Ann, Mrs. Latta,
217 The Warning, Mrs. Sturtevant,
242 | To Maria, Mrs. Latta,
265 The Afflicted, Outerbridge,
346 Temperance, Dr. Wilson,
361 There's a Home in the Skies, Mrs. Adams,
380 || The Ha’ Bible,
157 || View on the Ohio,
2 View near Cincinnati,
56 Vital Spark, Miss Baker,
70 Valedictory, Miss De Forest,
Reminiscences of the Sea, Gillett
235 Woman's Sphere,
245 | Wish of Pochahontas, Miss Baker,
286 Winter Evenings,
299 'Woman's Best Friend, M'cown,
342 Woman's Mind,
368 Wounded Spirit,
She Hath Gone,
28 Worship God, Hamline,
Sweet Voices, Miss Baker,
62 | Zoology, Merrick, .
THE LADIES' REPOSITORY.
CINCINNATI, JANUARY, 1841.
VIEW ON THE OHIO RIVER. associations, and from their antiquity alone supplying (SEE ENGRAVING.)
the inspiration of deep romance, afford to transatlantic The principal scene in this engraving embraces the artists, as well as poets, themes of surpassing interest, highly improved grounds and beautiful residence of adapted to rouse genius to enthusiasm. American geThomas H. Yeatman, Esq. These are in Ohio, two nius has no such provocations. But is there nothing miles below Cincinnati. The point of view is on the then to rouse it? Indeed there is. It has other and Kentucky side, nearer the city, and in the neighborhood equal provocations. If age invests an object with talof Mr. Israel Ludlow's dwelling. The trees in the fore-ismanic power over genius, America abounds in fruitground are intended to mark this point of observation, ful sources of inspiration. She has her granite rocks from which the principal scene below on the opposite and rushing streams-old at least as Noah's race. She side, appears to picturesque advantage, as those who has her spreading seas and towering mountains-provisit the spot will readily perceive. The painting is bably coeval with hoary time. Our own prairies drank by Mr. Samuel Lee, and the engraving by Mr. Wm. in the fires of a thousand laughing summers before Woodruff. These are western artists, and both reside Afric' Thebes was born, even although its moldering in this city. The engraving is thought to be very cor- Sphynxes are now mingled with sordid dust. These rect, presenting in just and striking shades the princi- western forests, with their countless giant progeny, pal graces of this charming scene. From the ascent antedate the glories of Europe's remotest architecto Mt. Auburn, above the head of Sycamore-street, we ture. And, finally, the scene pictured in our froncan trace, at a glance, that graceful curve of the river tispiece, except as changed by culture, is older, by tens which is so beautifully represented by the painter and of centuries, than all the Gothic towers of Christenthe engraver's skill.
dom. With all that is inspiring, then, in gray-haired The picture also presents, in a very striking aspect, antiquity, America is richly furnished. the peculiar features of our Ohio scenery. Those In this respect, if there be a difference, the west is swelling eminences which bound the alluvial borders better supplied than the east. The antiquities of nature of the river, in the "down stream” distance, surround- are common to both; but in regard to those of art they ed by small table plats, which afford choice sites for are unequal. As to civilized antiquity, it belongs propfarmers' houses or country seats, together with the lofti- erly to neither. A period of two hundred years breeds er but not precipitously abrupt elevations in the rear no antiquity. If, then, we would search for antiquithese belong almost characteristically to this enchant- ties of art, we must travel back to periods anterior to ing valley. The huge branchless tree, which seems civilization-we must go to savage life. In the west to have endured the storms of more than half a thous- we have the Indian mound and the ruined fortificaand winters, would, by the practiced eye of a pioneer, tion—the latter of an antiquity too remote for any cerbe recognized as an old acquaintance, nourished no- tain date or origin. where but in the rich bottom of the Ohio. Perhaps The pleasure of inspecting a beautiful picture, howwith scarcely one exception this is the first specimen ever, does not all lie in the associations of the piece. of western rural and river scenery which has been pre- True it is that historical or other associations greatly sented to the public in either copper or steel engra- heighten that pleasure. We behold with very differvings. If any ask why it is so, it certainly is not ent emotions, the portrait of a stranger, and that of a because western scenery, of that description, has no deceased parent. In landscapes, a fine fancy piece charms, or presents no inviting features of beauty or and the well sketched home-stead of our childhood of boldness to provoke the efforts of gifted, practiced unvisited for years, would excite in us different kinds genius. True, there is less majesty in the scenery of of admiration. But aside from the power of associathe Ohio than there is in much of eastern scenery. tion, nearly all persons are pleased with pictures. It is We have not the palisades, or highlands, or the lofty in human nature to be thus pleased. He who gave us neighboring Round Top of the Hudson; but if ou a taste for music and a relish for poetry, gave us also scenery is more tame, it is frequently more beautiful- an eye for the productions of the pencil; and no matmore agreeable to the staid observer, if not to the tran- ||ter what objects are skillfully represented, the art which sient visitor, who travels far to inspect nature's rude- || shadows them forth to the eye does of itself demand ness, but soon falls sick of her extravagance, and our delighted homage. Indeed, so delicate a mechanescapes its exhibitions.
ical use of light, requiring an eye and a hand almost The difference between eastern and western scenery divine, ought to excite our admiration—not only of the is not more marked than that between American and practiced genius of the artist, but of that infinite wisEuropean Ancient religious houses, and baronial ||dom, and power, and love, by which man is so fearcastles, and royal palaces, fruitful in rich historical ll fully and wonderfully made.
BY L. L. HAMLINE.
arose, when their office was rudely abolished, and they READING.
were suddenly absolved. The manufacturers seized the wool to their own use, and by cheap cottons, su
perseded domestic linens. Thus the labor of the wheel In laughing youth she woos the treasured page,
and the loom suddenly changed hands. Then it was And locks up stores to cheer her withering age. found that the revolution (as is always the case when Reading increases the amount of human happiness. | governments change their policy) would proceed farIt renders life tolerable to some, and a continued enter-ther than was intended. The natural connection betainment to others. To enjoy it, three things are indis-tween weaving cloth, and cutting and sewing cloth, bepensable, viz., time, taste and books.
ing broken up, the tailor followed the manufacturer, and As to time, it is but a score of years since the ladies at last the mantua-maker the tailor, leaving nothing for had scarcely any leisure. Their avocations were not the domestic needle, except the light affair of caps and very fatiguing, but kept them almost constantly em-| collars, with now and then a job for charity, or a trifle ployed. Spinning and spooling and quilling and wrought and furnished for the “Fair.” weaving, to which I may add, a good deal of tailoring Now comes a turn in the progress of
narrative. and mantua-making, made them very industrious and Under the influence of this domestic change, it will cheerful. Then there was no great difference between be found that the ladies have not so demeaned themhigh life and low, at least so far as employments were selves as to merit unmixed praise. Even if they have concerned.
done well, they certainly might have done better. At Excepting good behavior, the family dignity depend- | any rate (for to reform is more pleasant than to aced more than any thing else, on the quantity of wool cuse) there are openings and calls for their improveand flax manufactured, and on the texture of the cloths | ment. If they merit mitigated censure, yet for their when finished and put on. I can remember when the comfort let them remember that they are involved, as children in my father's family were in more danger of always happens, not so much by their own inclinations desecrating the Sabbath and provoking reproof, by as by man's remissness. The charge against them is, peeping at a piece of fine cloth just out of the loom, and I reluctantly rehearse it, that they did not and do than from all other temptations.
not, with glowing ardor, consecrate the hours once deIn those days the man had more leisure than his voted to the distaff, to reading and study. Having at wife and daughters. His fatiguing toils necessarily | length acquired some leisure, they seem to be lavish of procured him seasons of inactivity. Through the long it. They let slip days and months, which, diligently winter evenings the farmer reposed in the old arm used for mental culture, would constitute them mentors chair, while the eldest son, book in hand, read enter in the circles of their homes, and prepare them to poltaining narratives to the mother and her daughters, ish the immortal jewelry which Heaven commits to mingling the bass of his bold, manly voice, with the them for keeping. This indictment does not suit all; varying treble of three or four spinning-wheels.
yet, on the whole, it is too well founded. In those times of sweet simplicity, it was not requir To remedy this great evil we need a second revolued nor expected that females should know much; they tion, not such as was brought about when domestic were only required to love and labor much, and keep manufactures were abolished, but a revolution in wotheir families neat and prim and happy. Not that na- man's taste, or in her sources of enjoyment. ture or custom permitted them to labor in the field Taste controls all our actions. Our pleasures arise for then there would have been some remission of their from its gratification; and if taste can be so formed as toil—but all their waking hours were given to home to draw us on to innocent indulgences, our pleasures cares, and no leisure was found, except for slight devo- will be guiltless, and will of course inflict no remorse, tions.
and confer no pain. Furthermore, if taste can be so Time breeds revolutions. It has wonderfully chang- formed as to draw us on to virtuous indulgences, our ed the domestic habits of females, making some of their pleasures will be not only innocent but holy, and inancient and honorable callings void and obsolete. For stead of remorse, will produce a reflex joy. This is many years I have been thrown, by circumstances, into the great secret of the pleasures of religion. And all sorts of society. In journeying, I have found en- this is the reason, too, that conversion must precede tertainment at all seasons of the year, amongst rich and prepare the way for those pleasures. To the unand poor, rude and gentle. I have fed and lodged in renewed soul, communion with God is no comfort “squatters’” cabins, and have spent long Decemberor joy, because taste is not gratified. To the sanctievenings by the kitchen fires of thrifty farmers; yet, in fied, that communion is transporting, because it grati: all these turns and stoppings, years have passed since fies those new-born relishes which are infused into the I heard the soothing tones of a well bred spinning- soul by regeneration. And then, these pleasures, being wheel. For this I blame nobody. It has come, at all warranted by God, are innocent and leave no stingevents, without the let or hindrance of the ladies. If being enjoined by him, they are holy, and through the blame there be, it does not attach to them. They were medium of memory, reflect from the past peace and always patient of labor, and even proud of it. They satisfaction. cheerfully plied the shuttle, until the era of factories If we may compare small things with great, shad
ows with substances, the pleasure derived from the || thousands they are unavailing—I repeat it, unavailing. perusal of good books, slightly resembles those of re If you demur to this, inspect, for conviction, some ligion—as nearly, at least, as unsanctified delights (for families of genteel opulence. A daughter completes I now speak of reading generally, whether religious or her education at sixteen. Then what is she prepared irreligious) can resemble the purely spiritual. Read-for? You must judge from her vocation. And what ing of this kind is not only innocent, but is a warrant-is that? To detail its round of duties might be teed indulgence-indulgence to those who relish it, but dious. The first is a labored journey from the chamto others a mere penance. And now, to be absolved | ber to the breakfast table; thence, by a lingering stage, from this penance, and convert it into a delightful in- she finds the drawing-room. The toilet comes next; dulgence, I urge all my female readers to cultivate aand at eleven o'clock all these arduous engagements are taste for books.
discharged. Then follow parlor ceremonies. These It is not impossible to form such a taste; nay more, consist of morning calls, manufacturing chit chat, disit is not very difficult. Nature supplies the elements missing worthy visitors, and at last relapsing into to every human mind. Whoever may say no, I be listlessness; or more probably she seizes a mawkish lieve it. I judge the relish for reading to be partly na- | romance, and with sublime excitement traces the tural and partly unnatural in every case. I thus judge, Quixotic errantries of some forsaken, love-lorn maiden. because any one by neglecting books will, in time, come And how the day closes, which opened with such austo care less for them, and finally to feel but little inter- || picious morning auguries, belongs to you to fathom. est in them. Even he who has feasted on them with I shall not sound its depths. a devouring appetite, may be weaned, at least so far as I know that, amongst the middle classes, the case is not to pine for them. And if we can destroy, we can somewhat different; yet the difference is not in favor also cultivate a taste for reading; for we destroy it by of literature or reading. True, the daughters of our creating some new relish which was just as difficult to worthy farmers and mechanics are partially saved from produce as its antagonist.
the misfortune just described, by the pressing cares of But how shall the relish be created? I answer, home; and this is no small blessing. It diminishes read-read until it becomes captivating. For this you novel reading, and its resulting sickly sentiment; and must, in a good measure, “keep the ball rolling." Youthus, if nothing more, it prevents much evil. But I remay use frequent, but not protracted intermissions.gret to have observed that the industrious classes exhibMark your place when you close the book, and return it an inclination to divide their waking hours between to it before you forget the last paragraph. Unless you manual cares and mental self-indulgence. Do not the do this, should you begin to take delight in books, you | ladies, in country life, sometimes check the busy neewill soon lose the relish.
dle to pursue a tale of romance? or from the decent The absent, however loved, are soon forgotten. So kitchen, adorned with suds and sausage, pausing not a it is with books. Is it strange that many have no de- moment for toilet preparation, rush into courts of roylight in reading, when they have never practiced it to alty to sup with kings and courtiers ? any great extent ?
How do we attach ourselves to any “Domestic drudgery can scarce advance thing? I answer, by intimate acquaintance. How do Its claims in competition with romance;
Grumbling, the brother, or the husband, goes we estrange ourselves? By ceasing to fellowship.
With elbows ragged, and undarned hose. Well, then, instructed by experience, begin now to
Cares, duties, pleasures, without notice pass; cultivate an intimacy with books. They are worthy. And every thing neglected, but the glass,Their charms will heighten in your conception at every
Some cruel mother may perhaps deny lengthened interview. You will find them an amiable
The precious volumes to her daughter's eye;
Then, after thousand efforts to deceive, family-communicative, instructive, and exceedingly
She gets the lovely book without her leave; entertaining. They will soon come nearer to engross And reads, with brush in hand, should madam come, ing your whole attention, than the worthiest friend you That she may jump, and seem to sweep the room. have on earth; and, indeed, it would not be the strang
For if, while poring deep, she chance to hear
The well known steady step, approaching near, est thing in nature if, in less than a twelve-month, it
At once, alas! each tender thought is hushed, should be whispered through the neighborhood that it Down goes the novel, and up flies the dust. is a “heart affair.” It would be a delicate, and I trust At midnight, too, perhaps her thoughts engage a grateful compliment.
Too deeply in the fascinating page ;
Dead to all else, she cannot stop to raise In this innocent devotion to books you may emulate
Her hand, to snuff the candle's flickering blaze; the matronly industry of former generations; and in Nor even heeds the taper tilted down, doing it you may reap a choicer harvest. Theirs were That melts, like her, in tears upon her gown." mortal fruits—yours will be immortal. Their careful, But to quarrel with novels is not my present purpose. pious hands were employed to deck the persons of their I bear them no good will; but for them and other trisons with home-spun honors—you will toil for the orna- files I propose a second chapter. It is sufficient now to ments of mind. And who among you will eschew la- | say that to devour novels is no more reading, than to bors productive of such fruit, and at the same time so inhale exhilerating gasses is feasting. delightful in their progress? The provocations to dili But I am aware that ladies cannot read without gence are without a parallel. Yet I know that with | books. Neither time nor taste will avail them, unless