With

The frozen world is now around our feet on all sides, and here, not only distance, but the view far and near, is enchanting to those who can see and think; as the eye unassisted by the mind, can see but imperfectly, and absolutely nothing as it really is. Especially here, the mind is the principal seer. this deity, we are all able to see something of the old and new, as here the view is broader; the skies and the ages nearer; and the flowers!* yes, the flowers, in the ice and under the snow, are fairer than are those in the vale and spring below us. And here, as there, "The smile of God bathes all in light around."

As observed at a proper distance, the climatic color-blending, of the Alpine

* Bluebells and Edelweiss.

verdure is picturesque in an interesting degree. Beginning with the dark evergreen at its base, which grows less and less in size, gradually becoming a faded, famished shrub, and disappears with the moss and lichen covered rocks at the line of eternal snows; where a frozen hand, on a finger-board of frost, points to vegetable life with a "thus far."

And thou, Old Rock, that bravely breasts the furies of the storm, a million ages on thy head, and millions yet to come: Good-bye, good-bye, Old Rock, good bye.

Self-Respect.

Ir all men fully respected themselves, they would in the same degree, respect the rights of others; and the world would be a paradise.

Vistas American.

A LAND of strange shadows, with granite bound lore,

Confronted the Pilgrims on nearing the

shore,

Where the red man, the wolf, and the panther then prowled,

And the tempest, and gore-handed savages howled.

Land of the Mohawks, the war-path and whelps,

The camp-fire and council, the war-dance and scalps,

Land of the wild-wood, the fawn and the

doe,

The brook and the beaver, the arrow and

bow.

Land of great lakes, where the stars set

and rise,

And slaked by great fountains that drop from the skies,

Land drained by great rivers that course in the spray,

And fragrant with flowers that bloom by the way.

Land of the laurel, the oak and the pine, The hemlock and cypress, the walnut and vine,

Land of great geysers, and singing cascades,

With its canons, and grottoes, and sheltering shades.

Land of great breadth, shown on th' dial

of time,

Holding the glacier, the palm, and the

lime,

Land of great wealth in its mineral store From fountain to foot-hill, from valley to shore.

Land of great heroes, of th' Cross, war, and state,

Who have rent the broad rocks, and

opened the

gate

To a land from whence the great rivers

rise,

Where the stars go to rest 'neath the beautiful skies.

Land of the freeman, brave-hearted and

cool,

Home of the Christian, the Sabbath, and school;

Land of earnest reformers, of refuge and

home,

With temples of letters, on rock, stream,

and dome.