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pupils, and by the patrons of the institution for tion sometimes inclined him to lean too much, the pupils' sake. The success of any school may probably, to the side of mercy toward those who be largely estimated by the amount of mutual disregarded or too lightly esteemed college disciaffection subsisting between pupils and teacher. pline. Not unfrequently, after the Faculty in This love for the teacher naturally leads to a grave consultation bad determined to dismiss love for study. The young pupil feels that it some student upon whom their patience had
1 would be a kind of sacrilege to be indifferent to been exhausted, and the President had been what so deeply interests the teacher, and thus he charged with the duty of communicating the enters upon his labors with that prepossession in unpleasant tidings, would his heart relent, and, favor of any certain study which seldom fails yearning with tenderness and pity toward the of securing success.
erring one, he would grant a further day of We shall not say that Dr. Barker was faultless grace. The proper government of a body of as a teacher. We are too much his friend to do young pupils just emerging into manhood, esthis. If he were living he would be pained to pecially under a republican form of government, see such a statement. We will not prove false requires perhaps the rarest endowments of the to bim when he is dead. With teaching as with human mind. Not unfrequently these young governing there may be too much of it. The sovereigns have notions of rights altogether inteacher may explain so much, may help so much, compatible with college discipline. They believe as in a great measure to take from the pupil that their notions to be both the product and the sense of self-reliance so necessary to eminent foundation of “our glorious institutions.” If success in any calling. The student should these highly-tinged views of "liberty and inde rather be so taught as to seem to teach himself. pendence" can be properly controlled till their He should be helped to help himself. A ques- minds have acquired a little discipline, and they tion that helps him to solve a difficulty inspires learn that all rational liberty is founded in reshim to solve another difficulty without help. A sonable restraints, and till they come to see in shrewd student not too fond of hard study will some degree, from the very circumstances which often wish to draw out the professor on some surround them, what must be the proper relation side issue, and, under pretext of wishing to go between teacher and pupil, all will be likely to to the bottom of the subject, or to know more go on smoothly. But not unfrequently incipient about it than is contained in meager text-books, combinations are found to exist which an exseek to conceal his own want of close applica-perienced eye will see must ultimatels, if not tion. With Dr. Barker such an effort sometimes checked, substitute anarchy instead of order. succeeded. If such a student struck a vein that such a state of things requires all the wisdom awakened his enthusiasm, and he was seen to and all the grace of the very best head and lean back in his chair, cross his legs, and begin heart. To guide the powerful current which it to swing bis foot, a magnificent lecture was sure would be improper to attempt to stop suddenly to follow, which neither the ringing of bells nor into a proper channel, to draw the lightning the demands of empty stomachs were able to from the clouds ere the terrible shock ensues, curtail. If Dr. Barker taught too much, and these require the wisdom of the philosopher. 1 thus imposed too great labor on himself, the Such crises as these, and every college of much error proceeded from the goodness of his heart, age has had them, were unspeakably painful to and his yearning desire to impart knowledge. Dr. Barker. They overwhelmed his soul with A more rigid exaction from his pupils would anguish, and he sought with prayers and tears have saved his own strength, and, in some in the wisdom which is from above. Under bis stances, improved theirs. Such was his fondness labors and those of his worthy associates, Aliefor teaching, and his unwearied devotion to the ghany College has held a place in the rank welfare of the institution, that in addition to the of literary institutions second to none in our labors and responsibilities peculiar to the posi- Church. Hard work. sound scholarship, with tion of President, he insisted on a full share of salaries that have not hitherto, to the best of our labor with his colleagues in the regular work of belief, proved any serious impediment to enterteaching. In this we think he also erred, but ing the kingdom of heaven, have thus far been this error, like the other, proceeded from the the order of the day at this honored seat of goodness of his heart. Had he imposed less learning. No college in our country has made labor on himself, he might perhaps yet have better students or done more to place the means lived to bless the Church and the world,
of thorough education within the reach of all. In government, Dr. Barker's policy was emi- A still brighter day is dawning upon Alleghany nently paternal. He felt a father's care for College. Its well-earned fame is raising up for every student, and the tenderness of his affec- it noble friends, and it is likely to soon be in a
condition to greatly extend its usefulness. May The following extract is from the pen of Prof. it soon have a President worthy to succeed the Martin, written the day after the funeral: “Had lamented subject of this sketch!*
a stranger visited our unusually quiet and cheerThe account of the last hours of Dr. Barker. ful village on the morning of yesterday he would we take from a discourse commemorative of his have been struck with the strange and all-absorblife and character, by Rev. William Hunter, D. D., ing sorrow which seemed to pervade every breast Cramer Professor of Hebrew and Biblical Litera- and reflect itself from every countenance. The ture in Alleghany College: “The decease of our stores were closed, the workshops stood still, the brother was sudden, and, as we have reason to offices of business were deserted, the courts of believe, wholly unanticipated by himself, as it justice silent. The heavens, overcast with certainly was by his friends. The evening of clouds, appeared to share the general gloom and the 25th of February found him in apparently find relief in light and frequent showers. These, excellent health. During the day he had been however, did not prevent the great mass of our engaged in the duties of his calling, and in population from gathering in the streets and offices of kindness and sympathy to sorrowing wending their way in long, silent processions and bereaved neighbors. He had followed the toward our College Chapel. The white locks of body of an excellent lady, one of his neighbors, age, the ruddy face of youth-all classes, condito the cemetery, where he himself, though all tions, orders, and sects were there. It was no unconscious, was so soon to lie. He had after
common occasion which called together this ward met some of his friends and fellow-citizens large and sad assemblage. We only express the on the streets and in their places of business with sober truth when we say that the whole comhis usual cheerful smile and pleasant greeting, munity turned out with one consent to pay its but by eight o'clock that evening he was found last mournful tribute of respect to the remains insensible in his chamber. The pen had fallen of one of the best and noblest men our world from his hand—the manuscript lay on the table has ever seen. On last Saturday John Barker, with his last corrections; and in spite of all that D. D., President of Alleghany College, appeared medical skill and human sympathy could do, to be in the full enjoyment of usual health. By shortly after the midnight hour, the lamp of life special arrangement with a colleague he expected had ceased to burn. The particulars of those to occupy the pulpit of the church in which he hours of grief have been given to the public in usually worshiped on next [Sabbath] morning. other forms, and I need not repeat them. I have In the evening, after tea and family prayers, lie little occasion to rehearse in the ears of most of retired to his study, and a few minutes afterward this audience how startling was the surprise, how one of the family entering the room found him profound the grief, that ran and spread through lying on the floor-prostrated by a sudden stroke this whole community when, on that Sabbath of congestion and paralysis. The skill of physimorning, neighbor said to neighbor, and friend cians who were instantly summoned, and the to friend, in stified accents, ‘Dr. Barker is dead!' attention of friends who gathered round his bed, The scenes and the feelings of the three or four were all in vain. The powers of nature condays intervening between his death and his in- tinued gradually to sink, and about two o'clock terment are still too vivid in the minds of this Sabbath morning he fell asleep in Christ.” community to need calling up in words. They So lived and so died an Israelite indeed, in come up spontaneously. Memory recalls those whom there was no guile. constant streams of citizens passing and repassing upon College Hill-the young and the old, the rich and the poor, the high and the low, the
THE BEAUTIFUL HOME. learned and the unlearned-all with saddened countenances, expressing the common convic
THERE'S a beautiful home in the land of the blest, tion—'We have lost a friend!' “A great man
And its skies are unclouded and clear; and a prince in Israel has fallen!' The tears Its hills and its valleys in sunshine are dressed, that fell over his bier from the eyes of old men Such sunshine as nerer glows here. and children, young men and maidens, from
There a true Fr nd abides, and his love is so pure Christians of his own denomination and from
That it “casteth out overy fear;" others, from his own fellow-laborers in the field His friendship so lasting 't will always endure; of literary toil, and from others, all told how Such friendship wo can not know here. highly he was esteemed, how greatly beloved."
That friendship is ours, and that love we may claim;
And whenever life's pathway is drear, * Since the above was written Rev. George Loomis, If we look to that Friend-if we call on his namo, D. D., has been elected President.
He will gladden our hearts even here.
BY MERIBA A. BABCOCK.
GOLD FOR DROSS.
they will never touch a hand to work again.
You are always trying new.fangled notions, BY MRS. N. X'CONAUGHY.
neighbor, but this 'takes the rag off the bush.' YUPPER was over at farmer Holmes's one You 'll find it a mighty poor speculation."
winter evening, the table cleared away, the “Time will show," said Mr. Holmes pleasantly. wide hearth swept up neatly, and the good farmer “Now just look here. There are my two boys was enjoying the luxury of his leather-cushioned chopping their cord of wood a day, which I take easy chair and slippers, while on the little stand to town and sell. Then there's Sallie and Hatbeside him were placed the light and his weekly tie in the factory, airnin' both together five dolpaper. But it was too cozy and pleasant for lars a week, and none of ’em of age yet, so I reading yet, and he sat with his hands folded, get it all. There's your Louisa doing no:hing; gazing musingly into the glowing embers. might get her two dollars a week in the mill as
Near him sat little Louise, the household pet, well as not." busy in finishing a pair of soft worsted under “You are quite mistaken, Mr. Johns," said sleeves—a Christmas gift for an absent sister. Mrs. Holmes, "when you think Lewie does nothThe mild-eyed, brown-haired mother sat in her ing. I should not know how to keep bouse withlow rocking-chair, and the click of her bright out her.” needles made pleasant music as they rapidly Besides, neighbor," said Mr. Holmes, "as I fashioned the huge ball of mixed yarn into a have often told you, I would work my fingers off warm sock for the absent son. It was a beauti- and live on a meal a day before I would put one ful family picture, and every face was the index of my daughters in that mill to drudge for fourof a happy heart.
teen hours a day and be exposed to the evil inThe door opened without preface, and in fluences which you know as well as I surround walked a neighboring farmer. His dress was the girls there. Look at Caroline Hayes! As shabby, and, without taking off his slouched hat, fair a name as any in the village a year ago ! he sank into the chair little Lewie placed for Now she is bringing the gray hairs of her father him by the fire. In answer to Mrs. Holmes's in shame and sorrow to the grave." kind inquiry with regard to his family he an “Do you pretend to say that my daughters are swered they were "well enough. Poor people, in danger of becoming the like of her?' said Mr. you know, have n't time to be ailin'."
Johns angrily. “It would be a comfort, indeed, if no one was “I said no such thing; but this I do say, the ever sick except those who can afford the time," mind is never as pure again after it hears a apswered the lady.
single impure word. You can not touch cbari “Just so I thought, Miss Holmes, when my coal and not soil your hands. Besides, Jr. wife gave out in the midst of hayin' and har-Johns, see what pale, weakly little creatores vestin' last year. Had to take my youngest girl come pouring out of that building when the out of the mill to help her, and lost two dollars seven o'clock bell rings. It makes my heart a week by it."
ache to see them. And then starting up so No expression of sympathy followed this re- early, too, in the morning." mark, so the farmer continued:
Pshaw, neighbor, you know 'poor Richard' “Then you have really sent your girl away to says, boardin' school again? I hope you may never
'Early to bed and early to rise see the day you 'll regret it."
Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.' “I trust I shall not, Mr. Johng. The teacher was an early friend of my wife, and we have “Dr. Franklin's maxims are not infallible, are every confidence in her. We only pay two hun. they? At all events I think it a terrible wrong 1 dred a year, and I really wish you would send to a child's physical system to wake it up before Sallie with her next session."
it is through its natural, healthful sleep. Nature “No, thank ye. Money do n't grow on bushes knows the time it should rise better than we can over our way. Now, what do you pay for your tell her.” boy off at academy this winter.”
“That's some of your book larnin', I'll bet, “Well, Edwin boards at his uncle's, you know. and I think it is precious foolishness." Altogether it will cost about fifty dollars for the “It is common sense, and a law of our nature five months."
which can not be disregarded without paying “Two hundred and fifty dollars! Well I de- dear penalty in shape of disease and perhaps clare! And just money throwed away, it's my death. I think, Mr. Johns, that some of you opinion. Come home so set up they can't speak connected with that mill should complain of the to common folks, and so good-for-notbing lazy lover hours they are obliged to work."
"Why, I know the law does not allow them “Nonsense, to talk of being tired at your age. fourteen hours, but you know the weavers all | You do n't airn the salt in your porridge, neither work by the yard, and they do n't care how long of you. I'll warrent if you were with a parcel the time is. Sallie can make four dollars a of boys, you would n't talk of being tired.” week sometimes, while it would cut her off con Just then the door opened and the girls came siderably if the time was shortened. It is only in; Sallie with a sour, frowning face, and little the children in the spinning-room it is hard on.
Hattie with a feeble, lagging step. They work by the week.”
Come, Hat, do hurry and not keep the door "Mr. Johns,” said the kind-hearted mother open all night, cold as it is, and the spow piled warmly, “I do beg you will take little Hattie ont up a foot high. Put away my shawl and hood of the mill for a time at least. She grows more while you are putting up yours.” feeble and hollow-eyed every day. I noticed The child complied listlessly, and then sat when she was here in her leisure hour on Satur-down on a low, rough stool by the fire. A day how that bright spot burned on her cheek. coarse supper of mush and milk was set before It is a bad sign, a very bad sign, and she ought them, the mother looking sadly at her paleto rest. She longs to study, and is welcome to faced child. learn her lessons and recite them to me with "I do n't want any supper, mother," she said Lewie if you wish. She is a very intelligent feebly. “I get so tired of just mush every time; child, and her mind ought to be cultivated." can't I have a piece of bread and butter?''
"I kuow she 's a bright one, Miss Holmes, “No, you can't," said the father; " butter sells the brightest by half of all the children. But at twenty-five cents a pound, and we must not larnin' do n't do for poor folks. We must get waste any more of it in our house. You do n't our bread and butter, you know. Hattie 'll feel want to make a poor man of me, do you, better, come spring. She 's a kind of a cold Hattie?'' now."
“No, father, only I'm so hungry.” “I sincerely hope she may, and that you will “Well, there are some cakes and apples not have cause to regret your course too late to Holmes's girl sent you." mend it."
“0, how good in Lewie!" and the little girl's “ And you yours, neighbors," said the man, face suddenly glowed with pleasure. There was rising. “I must be jogging on home."
an uneasy feeling about the miser's heart as he "Please wait one moment,” said Mrs. Holmes, watched her. But instead of softening it he was stepping into the store-room, and returning only rendered more hard and peevish. directly with a fine basket of pippins. “Please Hattie came and sat on her mother's knee and take these to your family if it is not too much warmed her feet by the stove. trouble.”
“Do n't make a baby of her, wife," said the “And please give those to Hattie,” said little habitually-rough farmer. Louise, slipping a paper of cakes into his brown Presently the two left the room together, and hand.
as soon as the door was closed the mother took “Thank you, Miss Holmes, it's quite a treat. her in her arms. We sold all our apples.”
“ Her wasted form seemed nothing, The far-reaching, grasping, rich man stepped
The load was at her heart," out into the cold night and wended his way to his own cheerless home.
and with a warm, close pressure she carried her It was a sad contrast to the bright homestead up the narrow stairway. When she was prepared of the Holmes family—that old, dilapidated house, for bed, the mother sat down a minute by her that dreary kitchen with its dark cook-stove and side. only one tallow candle to light it, while the
very tired to-night, darling?" she weary, toilsome mother sat beside it, mending asked. for the twentieth time one of her boy's woolen “Yes, dear mother, I am tired all the time jackets. Two clownish-looking boys were shell- nowadays; as tired when I get up as when I go ing a basket of corn to take to mill next day. to bed. And you are tired almost to death, dear The farmer sat down beside them and took up mother. How I wish father would let me stay at an ear to shell.
home and help you! People do n't ever get tired “Come, spring to, boys, when you get this in heaven, do they, mother?" basket done I want you to get another. Plenty “No, darling, nor sick either," said the mothof time to-night."
er, her tears fast falling. “ We are too tired, father," said the younger. “I wish we were there, do n't you, mother?'' “I want my supper and then go to bed.”
said the little one with sudden animation.
“Do n't talk so, darling. We can't go till our them, and then the little home circle was comtime comes, not even if our heart breaks. Go plete. to sleep now, Hattie love, and do n't talk about Just as they were leaving the table one mornleaving your poor mother, precious one. She ing Ben Johns came hurrying in, looking much could not live without you."
excited and alarmed. A bustle down stairs told her the boys were "Mother wishes you would come down to our coming to the loft for more corn; so giving a house, Miss Holmes,” he said. “Hattie was hasty good-night kiss, the mother returned to her took with a fit like when she was going to the drudgery, which was prolonged late into the mill, and two men had to bring her home. She night.
looks dreadful white, and do n't know none of us." And as she sat there in that dreary room her The deepest anxiety rested on every face at heart wandered back to a pleasant cottage home, this intelligence, and Mrs. Holmes was very soon with its low-built eaves, where the swallows twit- ready to follow the lad. tered and soft shadows lay-a home that had She entered the dreary room, and stood beside sheltered her early years, and in which she had the coarse, hard bed on which the faded blossom given her hand to one youthful like herself, with lay. It was, indeed, a sad, sad sight—that the fond hope that a long life of happiness wan, white face, those sunken eyes with their opened up before her. Then she thought of the deep fringes resting on the marble cheek, those blight which came over her heart when she found close-set teeth and wasted bands lying powerless that gold was his idol, and that the lust grew by her side. with his years till he would have coined his own The physician was bending over her, using the blood into the shining dross. And then her most powerful restoratives, and at length some heart grew bitter as she thought of the meek indications of returning life were
The sufferer, who might only a little longer cheer her agonized mother seemed frozen into stone, while desolate home. She remembered the soft prat- the father stood at the foot of the bed, and an tle of the other little ones as they played about occasional frightful contortion of fear passed her feet, and she felt again the soft touch of their over his hard face. tiny hands. Now their natures were crushed “Won't she be likely to come out of it pretty and brutalized by the tyranny of one who should quick, doctor?" he asked with some agitation. have trained their feet to walk in the pleasant "I can hardly tell yet how it will terminate," ways of love; and this seemed the bitterest drop he replied, glancing severely at the shivering in her cup of wretchedness.
"She may revive a little, but there is no
hope of recovery. The only wonder is that she “God pity them both, and pity us all
is still alive. I warned you of this, sir, but you Who vainly the dreams of our youth recall!"
did not heed me. That mill has killed her." Yes, pity them both, for surely he needs it The day wore wearily on, little Hattie lying most—the poor, faise-sighted wretch who has ex- | just alive, though it seemed as if a single touch changed the pure gold of the heart's best affec- would be enough to stop forever the beatings of tions for a little burning, glittering dross, which the little life-clock. At evening Mrs. Holmes shall eat into his soul like a fire, and “whose went home, and Sophia took her place beside the rust shall be a swift witness against him.” bed of the frail sufferer, and with the mother
watched through all the long night hours. Only Spring came at length, and the warm sunshine once she opened her eyes and knew them both. made glad the frozen earth. Edwin was home, Then a pleasant smile lighted her face, and she fresh from his studies, and ready to go about begged her mother to come and lie down beside the spring work with twice his former vigor. her. She complied, and one little arm was The garden was his especial charge, and very wound about her neck, and a blue-veined hand soon the black mold was shaped into regular nestled lovingly in her toil-worn palm. beds and the little seeds sown, Lewie always Now, if the dear Savior comes for me tostanding by his side with the different papers in night he will take you with me, mamma," she her hand, chatting away as happy as the red said with a sweet smile wreathing her lips. But breasts in the apple-tree over her head. The even while she spoke a quick spasm of pain conflower borders were not neglected, and here torted her brow and clinched the thin fingurs mother's taste and wishes were consulted from Again the close-set teeth and wildly-rolling ese time to time. Lewie's bright eyes were the first told that those fearful convulsions were again to detect every tiny leaflet as it peered above the upon her. For an hour they applied the former dark ground, and every new treasure was hailed restoratives, and at last the exhausted child sank with fresh delight. May-day brought Sophia to | into a death-like slumber.