which is the gift of nature? Yes-you can; for the ugliest face that ever deformed the workmanship of God, comes from some bad passion corroding in the heart. I say again, it is your duty to be handsome. Not by paint or artifice; but by benevolence, good nature; a face arrayed in smiles, and an eye that sparkles with love; the beauty of expression, which is the best of all beauties. Let your person be arrayed in the neatest apparel; let your neck and face be perfectly clean; let there be a cheerful fire; a well-ordered parlor; a swept hearth and welcoming hand, whenever your husband returns home; and let him learn, that however the world may oppose or business perplex him, that there is one faithful heart, whose felicity is identified with his own. What a sweet path has a wife before her, in whose exertions for morality, duty is nothing but delight!

Be very punctual in all your engagements. If you are going out, be always ready at the hour; let your family move in the strictest order; let dinner and breakfast be ready at the expected time. Have a place for every thing, and let every thing be in its place.

One thing I deem important. That sentimental fool, Tom Moore, has infected the heads of some women with false notions; he has said,-keep your tears for me! But no husband will say so. I have asked a hundred husbands, if they were ever affected, or pleased, or made better by their wives' weeping;

and they all tell me-No!! Never, therefore, weep in your husband's presence. If you cannot restrain your grief; go up to some back closet, and there indulge it alone; for of all the disgusting objects in every day life, a snivelling woman is the most abominable.

I hope I am not fanciful in what I am about to say; but I will say it, because there are some little truths which will only be told by little men. Good Bread, then, is an important article in keeping men temperate. Half the dyspepsycal cases which exist in our cities, arise from bad bread. The profession of a baker is useless, and should be abolished. Some physicians have recently said, that drunkenness, is wholly a physical vice, originating from a disordered stomach or bad digestion. This is overstated; for physical causes never can be more than powerful temptations. But powerful temptations they are; and let every wife see to it, that her husband eats the manna, made by her own clean hands, or at least, under her careful supervision. Transfer your attention from pound cake and mince-pies, to the original gift of nature. No woman, rich or poor, has done her utmost to make or keep her husband temperate, until she knows how to make or cause to be made, without failure or intermission, Good bread.

There are moments, when every man puts his vigilance asleep, and resigns himself to the careless relaxation of a mind, dropping its purposes, and

floating at random like a chip on the sea. The greatest men are most prone to this; for the tension of business in important cases, leads to the most perfect remission. Then they are under the influence of a wife. In all common matters, they take her suggestions, and follow her rules. Now in such cases, if through ignorance or mistaken tenderness (or, perhaps, what is not impossible, a wish for countenance and good company,) she presents the dangerous liquor in the sparkling glass, she may become accessary to her own ruin; she may accuse herself, when she sees character gone, health undermined, poverty approaching, and destruction near.

But it is on the children, that a woman's influence will be most apparent. They are little images of plaster clay, put into her hand to be moulded into vessels of utility, or ruin. Some infants have been dosed with opiates and cordials, long before they had the power of choice. They have had the sin put into them by a physical infusion; the appetite has been created in the cradle. In a word, a mother should remember, that in training her children up to the practice of virtue, she has a double string in her hand, the body, and the mind; and if she is successful, she may be a blessing to future generations.

The state of female education has been very unhappy in our land, and many an artless girl has been sent into life, totally ignorant of the part she was to act. I have, in my own conception, a peculiar idea

of a republican lady; she is a plant which can grow only on our own soil. She must be more comprehensive in her aims, than the fickle beings who dance in the court of St. James; she must know how to preside in her parlor, and regulate her kitchen; to unite the plain utilities of life, with all that is graceful and lovely; and to resemble the conserve-rose, which retains its best qualities, when its beauty is lost. As fortunes are uncertain in our country, she must be prepared for exertion, even should she become poor. She must be prepared to meet and adorn all stations life, and thus become the noblest specimen of hu

man nature.

THE PURITAN.

No. 39.

Hypocrisy, of course, delights in the most sublime speculations; for, never intending to go beyond speculation, it costs nothing to have it magnificent. Burke on French Revolution.

IN In my dear country and in this peculiar age, it is the fashion to get astride of some hobby, and spur him, until you have reached the utmost extremes of the lists, or he has tumbled down some precipice to rise no more. It is the age of total abstinence, and I expect soon we shall have a society formed for cutting off fingers, lest we should be tempted to steal. One of the extravagances of the day respects emulation in schools; and, as there is no great danger of being ridiculous without company, I also will show my opinion.

Whether emulation ought to be encouraged in schools, depends on the answer to the question, whether emulation is a good principle. What is