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GRASS VALLEY TELEGRAPH.
VOL. 1.
THE TELEGRAPH;
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SONG OF EMIGRATION.
MRS. HEMAJiS.
These was heard a song on the chiming sea,
A mingled breathing of grief and glee ;
Man’s voice, unbrohen by sighs was there.
Filling with triumph the sunny air ;
Of fresh green lands, and of pastures new,
It sang, while the bark through the surges flew.
But ever and anon
A murmer of farewell
Told, by its plaintive tone,
That from woman’s lip it fell.
“ Away, away o’er the foaming main ! ”
This was the free and the joyous strain—
“ There are clearer skies than ours, afar,
We will shape our course by a brighter star ;
There are plains whose verdure no foot hath pressed,
And whose wealth is all for the first brave guest.”
“ But alas! that we should go ”
—Sang the farewell voices then—
“ From the homesteads, warm and low,
By the brook and in the glen ! ”
“ We will rear new homes under trees that glow,
As if jems were the fruitage of every bow ;
CTer our white walls we will train the vine,
And sit in its shadow at day’s decline ;
And watch our herds, as they range at will
Through the green savannas, all bright and still.”
“ But wo for that sweet shade
O' the flowering orchard-trees,
Where first our children played
’Midst the birds and honey bees! ”
* All, all our own shall the forests be.
As to the bound of the roebuck free I
None shall say, ‘ Hither, no further pass! ’
We will track each step through the wavy grass ;
We will chase the elk in his speed and might,
*"d bring proud spoils to the hearth at night.”
? gray church-tower,
>and of Sabbath-bell,
tir .«•!' hj bower, —
' u hem all farewell
.V.“ v V s of our fearless race
1 ”<• - t . ■ ■. -cr -■ ose course we trace ;
T - ~-iii i ,ve our with mounts and floods,
i i the >at • of our dang in boundless woods !
a: :r -uo ; ~y a lake’s green shore,
Where the Indian’s gravis lay, alone, before.”
“ But ri-ho shaft teach the flowers,
■Which our children loved, to dwell
In a soil that is not ours !
—Horae, home and friends, farewell!”
THEY TALK TO ME OF OTHERS.
They talk to me of others
As fair they say as thou ;
With eyes as darkly glorious,
With such a Godlike braw ;
They speak of Wealth aud station—
’Tis all in vain to me ;
But while they talk of others,
I think alone of thee.
They tell me time is fleeting,
And youth will soon be o’er;
They bid me seize the present,
And nurse the past no more ;
They point me to the future
“ So lone as it must be ”
They know not that my spirit
Is linked for aye to thee.
They cannot, cannot move me,
My purpose is my own ;
To outward eye it may be
I walk the world alone ;
My inward is peopled
With thought and feeling free,
And life can ne’er be lonely
While I may think of thee.
Practice against Theory.
A TALE OF WOMAN’S INFLUENCE.
Doctor Henry Irving had been invited to
“deliver a lecture before the Young Men’s As
sociation of W . a thriving town in one
of oar N. England States. Expectat on was
excited, and anticipation ran high throughout
all the vicinity, for the young physician had
lately settled in the village, aud this was to
be his first public manifestation of himself.
Little of bis early life was known by the peo
ple with whom his lot was now to be cast. It
was only understood that he had graduated
•with high honor at the University, pursued
bis medical studies in Paris, and that now,
having returned to his native land, he had de
clined advantageous offers of a place of set
tlement in a distant city, wisely preferring
the freedom and sociality of a country vil
lage to all the hollow aud empty shows of fa
vor in metropolitan life.
On the evening of the address, a large con
course from all classes in the village had ga
thered at the church to welcome the young
stranger. Everything makes an excitement
in the country ; there is something of enthu
siasm in the very atmosphere. A new-comer
Is at first scrutinized very closely, and gos
sips often make themselves impertinently ob
trusive ; but all this discomfort and disquiet
is more than amply repaid by the hearty sym
pathy and welcome that comes after it to one
BY C. S. B.
GRASS VALLEY, CALIFORNIA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 20, 1853.
who is really worthy Of it. At the time of
which we were speaking curiosity put no bri
dle on her tongue, as she whispered to this
one and to that in the assembly. A busy
buzz ran Over the room for some time ; but,
when the speaker was announced, a deep
hush fell suddenly on all.
The appearance ot the young man was cer
tainly very prepossessing. Tall and slender,
his form presented none of those prettinesses
and marks of effeminacy which so belittle a
man but there was a kind of independent
nobility resting on his features and pervad
ing his whole nleiu that won insensibly on all
who looked upon him. His hair was of a
deep jet color, parted carelessly upon a fore
head of full breadth and intellectuality, be
neath which glanced his dark eye, at one time
wild as a woman’s, and at another, when lit
up by the earnestness and intensity of his
thought, glowing With that peculiar lustre
with which lightning spirits love sometimes
to dazzle. Everything seemed in his favor.
The evening was and fair, and the pure
moonlight was wreathing itself around the
snow-banks in the clear frosty air. The au
dience was attentive and respectful. And
yet he failed. Never was a lecture so criti
cized—never was a poor lecturer so unsuc
cessful.
The reason of this was that he had chosen
a theme about which few men are really fitted
to lect ire, and no one certainly until'he has
seen many years, and known life in all its va
ried relations, Aoung Irving had been much
excited by what are technically called “ Wo
man’s Rights Conventions,” until his natu
rally ardent nature had taken tire at what he
co.icaived tO.be Ihe rAOst ridiculous assump
tion. This , feeling of deep and utter con
tempt for thOse who took the lead in such
mad crusAdeS agAinst customs long honored
by time, he fcAd vented with unusual severity
on the sex federally, matting dll responsible
for the follies of the few. He 1 Ashed most
unsparingly every poor daughter of Eve, as
if ha nfeaut to Ann hiliate them all by the
power Of his wit And sarcAsra. As a matter
of course, the whole female portion of his au
dience were highly indignant. They were
completely chilled and benumbed by such
treatment. They had come up full of warm
enthusiasm And interest in the speaker; it
was provoking to have their blood sent back
congealed in their hearts bv such wholesale
condemnation. The inhabitants of W
were no “ new light” people. They were
seldom carried away by new or extravagant
notions. But they felt toO much and thought
too much to allow without a murmur the
sweeping assertions o ' the lecturer. They
met him at every COrne ', and each individual
usual effect on those who are wrong in opin
ion, fending him only to strengthen himself
the mOro obstinately, and to use the more
harsh expressions of Censure. the more ur
gently he was pressed-. t i
Nor did the ladies of the village lAck
champions among their own number. Doubt
less with many of the lecturer’s opinions All
would have heartily agreed. It was Only
with his sweeping assertions, and his uhiVet
sally low opinions of the sex, that they found
fault. He chanced, not many days after his
address, to be present at one of the meetings
of the ‘‘Sewing Circle.” A young widow,
by the name of Williams, was the president
ot the association, and, on his entrance, she
rallied h m playfully on his temerity at thus
venturing into the midst of those he had
so slandered. She charged him openly with
having uttered only for novelty's sake opin
ions not really his own. This he stoutly d'e
nied, and again expressed, in no measured
terms, bitter sentiments tOwahd those who
had run mad, and as he termed it, with ex
travagant notions, and intimated that he sup
posed that there were few disagreeing with
them, only that they had not the courage to
speak out boldly—the sex, as usual in every
thing else, sustained one another either pub
licly or privately in this.
“ Thore is no doubt,” said he, with a kind
of biting sarcasm in his manner, “that there
are some women who would make most excel
leut men, and who imagine themselves creat
ed with a kind of mistake, which it is their
life’s business to rectify. They find they can
not take the place of man, for all the customs
and prejudices of the age are against it; but
they determine to make themselves as Tttle
like women as possible. And it must be con
fessed they are unusually successful. Aud
like the juryman of old. linked, as he sabl
to eleven of the most obstinate men the world
ever saw. they are so indignant that they
cannot make all believe just as they do.”
£ - If I were not certain, Dr. Irving,” mild
ly replied Mrs. Williams, “ that your sex gen
erally are no more responsible for your ex
travagant and harsh condemnation of ours,
than are we for the conduct of those recreants
to woman’s honor than you rightly condemn,
I should hardly be concerned to answer you.
But tell me plainly, what would be the barn?
if woman sought to bold a place of political
rule and influence ?”
“ She m ght as well grow envious of man’s
music, and attempt to sing bass,” replied the
physician 5 “ she is unfitted by nature for it.
Indeed, I wish this world were such that as a
gentlewoman might fill its hard places of rule
and of power. I wish mankind were all wil
lows, waving pleasantly before every breeze
of good influence breathed over them, and
not such stubborn oaks that now and then
they need some harsh tornado to thunder
among them, and scatter their leaves to the
four winds of heaven before they would bow
their proud heads at all. But the truth is, it
is a poor, reprobate world, and often it wan
ders most sadly, and so far that a stronger
hand than any daughter of Eve ever had is
needed to grasp the locks of its flowing mane
and whirl it back into its coarse again. The
very first element in a true woman’s charac
ter, madam, is that she should know her place
and keep it”
“ You may be surprised, sir. when I tell
you,” continued the lady, “ that most of our
sex, and 1 venture to say the best part of
them, perfectly agree with you : we are hear
tily sick of this mawkish, maudlin enthusiasm,
roused by such meetings as you condemn, as
if then and there were to be consummated
the ultimate progression and liual uplifting
of man. But tell us, what were we, poor
■ creatures in your estimation that we are, cre
ated for? Will you, sir, as many of your sex
have done hitherto, stoop to call us the ‘poe
try of life,’ ‘theflowersofexister.ee?’ Have
we no loftier aim than that? Aim. indeed!
If this be ours, O’Connell had us in mind
when he said, ‘They aim at nothing, and hit
it ?’ Has God placed woman here only as a
token of some unknown covenant ? Was not
the All-Wise in earnest when be said she
should be an help meet for Adam ? Is she
only a star set to beautify the heavens, like
the unconscious jewels in Aladdin's palace,
and, unhke that star, to have no part in the
solemn and beautiful march of worlds? NO :
I judge her better. She has a work to do. oi*
the voice ‘WelldOne’ can never come to her.
God has given to the fowls the a : r, to the
boasts the fields and the forests') to the fishes
the sea—where, sir. I pray you tell us, is the
sphere of life and of action for woman?”
“Perhaps it were better for us to know
your thoughts on this point, madam.” re
plied the young man, bending his dark eyes
upon the flashing countenance of the excited
woman. “ I grant that life must seem some
thing of a mystery to her. Released from
school and from guardianship, sbe looks into
the future with doubt. Trembling she stands
on the threshold of life, and gazes into the
broad temple before h et, and sees its niches
ot honor and altars of duty barred frpm her
forever by old customs, to, which our fathers
did reverence, and to whigb, even now stalk
ing through onr midst, she must not even
say, ‘Go bp. thou bald head! No wonder
that her heart dies within her, or beats like
a caged starling against the bars of her re
sistless fate. And yet this is her lot; and it
is only because we look at it with men's eves
and men’s feelings, [doubt not. that it ap
pears so unwelcome and so tame.”
“Ah. no.”replied the enthns’ast’c defender
of her sex; “ the truth is, she stands at the
door of the wrong temple. There is a shrine
brighter and holier than that, whose offerings
are brought, and whose garlands are twined
by gentle hands, and purer spirits minister
there. That altar ig at home, and its Deity
is God, for ‘ God is love.’ ”
“ There I agree with yon,” interrupted Ir
ving. “ I have always thought kr place was
just therp ; and if all would act as vou teach,
Mi
in creation than the principle that everything
has its place and should stay in it. Even the
comits have a fixed orbit, wild as they are ;
and, ndw that the universe is settled, it is
not likely God wdnts any new ones, Men as-
P’ripg lo be angels, fell; and women has fal
len low mAny times when not aspiring half
so high is, that. Her pla'ce is at home, and
life properly begins to her, I think, w hen she,
as we term it, ‘ settles down in marriage.”
“ Settles down!” indignantly repeated the
lady. “ Why, sir. marriage is but the vesti
bule of her temple of life, and through it she
is to pass far on, and to be changed much—
to minister long at its altars, and to be clad
in white robes, before she ever stands in its
Holy of Holies of peace and rest. But you
misunderstand me, I fear. It is not altogether
certain that she is to be bound soul and body
to a liege lord, as if it were the sura of all
earthly duty lo make him happy—as if it
were her business to ‘ give him each day his
daily bread.’ The true woman means the
good neighbor, the efficient member of socie
ty, the weak man’s counsellor, the poor man’s
friend, the Chrisf an's co-worker, as well as
the husband’s helpmeet.”
“It would be well to be pract’cal in all
these matters, Mrs. Williams.” said Irving.
“ It is very easy to bandy mere words.”
“ I am very glad, my friend.” was the re
ply, “ that you are willing to become practi
cal. It is this theorizing which has made you
what you are in belief. As a philanthropist,
as a mother, as a sister, as a teacher, woman
has a high and glorious sphere to fill. Sis
ters of Charity have done more good than
ever Brothers of Charity could have done.
And I would call the ten thousand little
hearts that have learned to throb with earn
est love under the kind ministrations of a
teacher's affection, to witness that man cannot
teach as woman can. and is perfectly unable
to weave with h’s clumsy fingers the fine
fibres of a young child’s thought. Your
practice, I predict, sir, will one day belle your
theory on these points.”
“ Perhaps so, perhaps so.” answered the
young pliysican. laughing, to throw oft' the
serious a r wh ch the conversation had assum
ed ; “ but I seriously question the probabili
ty of ray life’s ever being so far linked with
one of your sex as that my theory will be
brought to the test. I believe most honestly
with the old Vidal, one of Scott’s heroes ia
romance—
‘ Woman’s faith and woman’s trust!
Write the characters in dust,
Print them on the running stream,
Stamp them on the moon’s pale beam,
And each evanescent letter
Shall be fairer, firmer, better,
And more durable, I ween,
Than the thing those letters mean. ’ ”
We shall see," replied the ladr, And thus
abruptly terminated&aeConvers'at!on.
Ladies are generally- ifcrgiving in their dis
pos ton, or Dr. Irving would hardly have
dared present himself before those of W
again. He seemed, however, to gain a moie
ty of wisdom perhaps of modesty, from the
rebuff he had received in his assertions in the
Sewing Circle, and thereafter shunned con
versation on that theme. Being of a natu
rally interesting disposit!on_and possessed of
*u unusual fond of general intelligence, be
began to gain ground somewhat in the good
graces of Our village society, until at last
there were few more welcome than he at all
our gatherings. It was charitably believed
that he had been actuated only by the vanity
Peculiar to young men at certain periods of
their literary history, when, desir.ng to ap
peal ot iginal. they succeeded only in being
Singular, and advance opinions untenable
even to tnemselves. Such, however, was not
the tact. Irving had stated what at that time
were his real view's. He had been trifled with
in feelings naturally warm and earnest by a
young lady of a tickle disposition and coquet
tish temperament, in the early changing pe
riod of his life, and bis error lay in his always
generalizing from particular instances. And,
in like manner, the individual mysteries of
revelation had led to discard the whole sys
tem Of religious truth as a mere delusion,
and thrown him into blind scepticism.
In the month of April following, there
came an application to the Town Committee
of \V , from a stranger at a distance,
for an engagement as teacher in the summer
school. The applicant represented herself as
a young lady ot education and some experi
ence. Her recommendations were satisfac
tory, and shortly afterwards she took her
place among the pupils. Little was seen or
known of her at lirst. Whoever had wander
ed over the green late in the afternoon, when
the boistrous shouts of playful mirt 1 ' pre -
claimed that school hours were ended.' onld
have seen the quiet young school :Tstress
modestly wending her way homeward, with
one ol the little scholars on each side by the
hand. A demure little suubonnett shaded
her features, and so softly and so quietly did
she pass those who met her that one hardly
thought again of the ripple that had curd'd
across the tide of his thought as hi eye
glanced for a moment upon her.
Biit in the country villages the old sa. ug
of the philosopher is true: “Children‘rul*
their mothers ; mothers the fathers : fathers
the world,” The young boys and girls of
W wore made, by the strange spell, to
love their teacher as children never I buv
once, and it was not long before psb; re
seeking out their little piece of deinu..mesp.
for such she seemed to all who met hei, save
the children she was with daily.
Kate Stewart was an orphan girl, whose
mother had died when she was an infant uid
whose father, a captain on the sea, had not
been heard of for some years. Her days had
mostly bien spent among strangers and at
school. Bat increasing age brought with it a
proud spirit of independence, and she deter
mined to seek some situation where a 'tvidi
hood might be obtained by putting to st rv.ee
brought her to our village and jlnccd
her over the school. Her natural alii it 5
were good, and to these were added the sup
rior advantages of high cultivation. With a
mind kept singularly pure and “ unspon '
from the world,” a heart warm and truth. IT
generous and confiding, an imagination ;v
id, and sensibilities keen; she won the affec
tions of her pupils almost without an ffort.
She was modest and retiring, almost pabnfnl
ly so, for she had known little of society in
those later, moulding years usually gi rt ■
study; but there was a gentle dignity in r
manner, and a quiet self-reliance on her own
powers when aroused, that showed she pos
sessed a spirit like a prairie reed, bending to
a rude, fierce blast, byt which only the light
wind can make tremble; .
She made her home at the house of an old
lady living some little distance from the
school-house. In the building, under the care
of this woman as her nurse, had been tying
for several years a poor vagrant, supported
there by the town authorities in preference to
leaving her at the poor-house. She bad per
haps seen better days; but coming mysteri
ously into the neighborhood at first, and ut
terly refusing ever after to give any cl ie to
her previous history, little was known of ■ -
except that now she whs a poor bedridden
thing, who sometimes, when not too tile,
wove baskets for the children’s berries. One
morning, as he came to make his usual visit
upon her, Dr. Irving found her very happy
and cheerful, instead of restless and excited
as before. Surprised at the change, he ques
tioned her as to its cause.
“Oh, sir,” replied the woman, “could you
but know what new thoughts and feelings are
in my mind this morning, you would not
wonder I am happy.”,
She went on to tell him of a thousand acts
and \vords of kindness she had during the
few weeks received from the new teaches
She had been to her an angel in disguis/.
Soothing and calming in every movement,
she had spoken words of hope that were evln
now full of joy to the sick woman. Even
the physician, accustomed as he was to sceies
of this character, felt his heart touched by
the tears of grateful feeling coursing down
the wrinkled face of the poor invalid before
IT in. For years that poor woman had lain in
sorrow on her bed of suffering. No voice of
affection was near hen No ear listened to
her story ; for as yet she had never received
that sympathy which unlocks the secret cham
bers of the soul. No voice spoke words'-of
comfort to her. as she wore out the long days
alone. But now for some time, as often as
her duties would permit. Kate had watched
by her bed side, had encouraged her with
sympathy, had told her of a new source of
joy, unspeakable and full of glory. The
weary soul had listened, for this was as pure
water to the unquenened thirst Of years. She
had listened as for her life, and this morning
had to her. known two dawmings: the one
that wh : ch had called her young friend from
her bedside to the other duties of the day, the
other the rising of that inner sun that floods
the soul with heavenly light, and fills it with
life. love, and song.
Although professedly a disbeliever in these
things. Dr. Irving could not throw off at
once the impression made upon him by the
sick woniau’s words He went on his way, to
make farther visits, moody and wondering.
A new set of feelings had been afoused, or
else some fairy hand had 'struck a fresh ch'me
upon the old bells within. Curiosity led him
to seek out this ybung teacher, and, being
one of the committee, he was reminded by a
feeling of neglected duty towards the school,
for he should haVe visited it in his official ca
pacity before, to report on its px-ogress.
Acting On this, one morning, as he saw the
boys going in, he went over to the school
house. They were in their seats by the time
he had leached the door, and he paused in the
passage for a moment to listen. A chorus of
happy singers were lifting up the burden of a
simple Iryran-pmycr, and high over all stole
the voice of their leader, clear, sweet, and
musical as a. harp. That ended, ch’ldren’s
voices were heard munnuring the verses of
scripture truth for a few moments; and he
then, amid a hnsh deep as if God were there,
held his breath to catch the low tones of
prayer for the little ones whom the Father
loved to bless, and the solemn acknowledg
ment of dependence upon Inm for guidance
in all her ways. Subdued and sad. he knew
not why, the young physician stood rebuked
upon the threshold, and Jie paused to gain
equanimity ere he entered the room.
A blush ran lightly, as the shadow of a
cloud over the whirl of -.now- . t r * ~
countenance h. tvatc acewart, as six*- ««w her
precincts invaded by a sfanger. But it gave
place instantaneously to a quiet dignity,with
which she welcomed her visiter. A ip.w words
made kho.\n ho object ot his oomng, and
human nature would have its way at? the lip
quivered with tremor at the ordeal betore i(.
And not man In & hundred would huge
noticed, aa Dr. Irving did, the teeth closed
firmly on it ;o stop its trenmlousness, or the
Wot set resolutely down as the spirit eon
querod its »kness. rt'o stmerior to it a*
stood calm ami; -dy ibi rial. Class
ter class was ua-k- ,a. to< > its ri ice !;
der quietly auu pi .asaa y ikiu 100
intelligence passed betw ,nd
lars, and the generous and txiatlnf
more than oaoc found hex e*. half /
y.*Uu tears aV she noticed her-little one f
fr’iy watching her eye, as they tried f
her interest their own. and sprang w"
rity and xtohie independence iu an'
of her bidding. Not .a murmur r
not a jar disturbed th? stead *
that complicated xc
school. Deli€r
up with coafilk ■■■,*
was their gu ,c \
as they mod* \
rpd;\V *'• her ■
\ j’ ’ ;
iVh M l 1 , • V. \s‘: I
in iintid. as v; v \
little, happy > \ i y
marching to t v f 'W ‘
Love of: i. • •-Tamr and ccui y
humble conditio:. of early life aflec.\-
in America but rises' who are foolishv
to Indulge iu them. and hey are geXji
sufficiently punished. It d.uaot bapjl >
me 10 be born in a log cabin, raised ■<.
the snow drifts of New Hampshire, a: j
rlod so early, that when the smoke fira’
from its rude chimney, and curled o- ei
frozen hill, there was no similar' eyiaenc yy
a white man’s habitation between it and ,
settlements on the river Canada. Its retiini.
still exist, I make it an acnual visit. I onrij
my children to it to teach them the bar .’ships
endured by the generations which have gone
before them. Ilov? to dwdl on the tender
recollections. the kindred ties, the early af
fection, and narrations and incident thick
mingle with all I kuoy of,this primitive fami
ly abode. I weep to think cb»t none of those*
who i ibaoited it are row among tiße !*vii»g j
and it ever I fail in affectionate venerfctidti
for him who raised it, aacidefended It against;
-.avage violence an 3 destrnefor;. chfcri bed
ah donswtiv Ivncaih itipioof, and
1 . ‘ugh hie auu olooa of seven years revo
lution shrank from no toil, no sacrifice, to
serve his country and raise his children to a
condition belter than his own, may my name,
and the name of my posterity, be blotted
from the memory of mankind. —Daniel Web
ster.
Refreshing to Bachelors.—lt is a slight
source of consolation to single gentlemen ia
town to know, that according to an accurate
statistical record upwards of one fourth of
all the maidens that have emigrated hither
within the last four years are cither now re
joicing in double blessedness, or under bonds
to take life partners "for better or worse.”
This willingness on the part of our femenine
population to render so many of us happy
we trust is not only duly appreciated, but
will be taken advantage of in the future by
those whose hearth-stones are still desolate.—
Union.
There is a deep and beautiful mean
ing in the saying of the wife of Jagellon,
Duke of Lishuania. Some peasants coming
to her in tears, complained that the servants
of the King, her husband, had carried off their
cattle. She went to her husband, and obtain
ed instant redress. Their cattle have been
restored to them” said the Qu-en, '** 'ft t
tVHO SMALL GIVE THEM EACH THHE TEA It
Piactr Herald. *j-• '
Cbtnbese Lax gi age.— Who would have
thought six years ago that the laws of out of
the Statea of the Union would hate to be pul
lisbed in English and Chinese, for genera]/
circulation? Yet so it is. The math sec Yo
of an act passed by the California Legislated
for the collection ot the foreign miners' t; ’
has been printed in the Chinese language,:
the information of more thau thirty thoass,
Chinese in the new State, Tong'k Ach-?*V
Chinaman, certifies that the lran«latio
: faiihfiil and good,” dibany Mia*. /
NO. 5.

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