Now the world is chiefly governed by motives that men are ashamed to own. When do we find mankind acknowledging that their efforts in political life are the offspring of pride, and the desire of self aggrandizement, and yet who hesitates to believe that this is true?

But there is a class of motives that men are not only willing, but proud to own. Man does not willingly yield to force. He is ashamed to own he can yield to fear. He will not acknowledge his motives of pride, prejudice, or passion. But none are unwilling to own they can be governed by reason, and even the worst will boast of their being regulated by conscience; and where is the person who is ashamed to own the kind and generous emotions of the heart?-Here, then, is the only lawful field for the ambition of our sex. Woman, in all her relations, is bound to "honour and obey" those on whom she depends for protection and support; nor does the truly feminine mind desire to exceed this limitation of Heaven. But where the voice of authority may never control, the dictates of reason and affection may ever convince and persuade; and while others are governed by motives that mankind are ashamed to own, the dominion of woman may be based on influence the heart is proud to acknowledge.

And if it is, indeed, the truth, that reason and conscience guide to the only path to happiness; and if affection will gain a hold on these powerful principles which can be attained no other way, what high and holy motives are presented to woman for the culture of her noblest powers. The developement of the reasoning faculties, the fascinations of a purified imagination, the charms of a cultivated taste, the quick perceptions of an active mind, the power of exhibiting truth and reason by perspicuous writing-all these can be employed by woman, as well as by man. And with these attainable facilities for gaining influence, woman has already received from the hand of her Maker those warm affections and quick susceptibilities which can most surely gain the empire of the heart.

Woman has never waked to her higher destinies and holiest hopes. She has yet to learn the purifying and blessed influence she may gain and maintain over the intellect and affections of the human mind.-Though

she may not teach from the portico, nor thunder from the forum, in her secret retirements she may form and send forth sages that shall govern and renovate the world. Though she may not gird herself for bloody conflict, nor sound the trumpet of war, she may enwrap herself in the panoply of Heaven, and send the thrill of benevolence through a thousand youthful hearts. Though she may not enter the lists in legal collision, nor sharpen her intellect amid the passions and conflicts of man, she may teach the law of kindness, and hush up the discords of life. Though she may not be clothed as the ambassador of Heaven, nor minister at the altar of God, as a secret angel of mercy she may teach its will, and cause to ascend the humble but most accepted

sacrifice.

THE PRINTING PRESS IN TURKEY.

MR. MOUNTSTUART ELPHINSTONE, in his very interesting account of the kingdom of Caubul, a country near the higher waters of the Indus, between India and Persia, and of the scattered Afghan tribes dependent thereon, gives the following anecdote of the Naikpeekhail, who like the rest profess the Mahommedan religion, but are so barbarous that even reading is considered an unmanly accomplishment among them.

"Some men of the Naikpeekhail found a Mollah, or doctor of the Mahommedan faith, copying the Koran, and not well understanding the case, they struck his head off, saying, 'you tell us these books come from God, and here you are making them yourself.'

The Turks are not so ignorant as this, but even they, a few years ago, when Sultan Selim introduced the art of printing, believed that it was sinful to print the Koran, that nothing but the pen could without impiety multiply the copies of their scriptures. Other works might go through the press, but unfortunately at the time the Turks had no book except the Koran, and so the inestimable benefit of printing was to be thrown away upon them!

The present sultan, Mahmoud, among his many reforms and improvements, has succeeded in setting the

press to work in earnest. Many elementary works have been printed, some of a high character on History and General Geograpy. And now a Newspaper! is regularly issued from the Sultan's printing offices and circulated through his vast dominions. We are informed by a friend, that it is a very interesting sight to see the effects that have already sprung from these salutary measures. Instead of every coffee house being crowded as it used to be by idle, silent, stupified loungers, doing nothing but smoking their pipes, you find them now occupied by men attentively reading the newspaper, in conning over "the last new work," neatly printed and sold at a very cheap price. Before this, and almost up to the last year, they were in the condition that all Europe was in four hundred years ago, or previously to the invention of printing, when only the rich could afford to buy a book, or any thing to read. Even on the quays of the port, and in the bazaars of Constantinople, you now see the Turks occupying their leisure moments, with the productions of the PRINTING PRESS, which is thus becoming, day by day, more and more active, and extending to the regions of the east that revolution which it has already effected in other parts of the earth. The light of learning originally traveled from the east to the west, it is now taking a contrary direction, and the west, in the present it has lately made, will soon have repaid a thousand fold all the obligations it has received.

TRIUMPH OF ELOQUENCE.

AN interesting incident occurred at the close of an argumentative and eloquent appeal in favor of the temperance cause delivered by Professor Davies, at West Point, on a Sunday evening. In the course of the address the orator had, with his characteristic clearness of mind, set before us the evils of intemperance to the community in general-showing that, before the institution. of temperance societies, thirty-five thousand of our population had been annually destroyed by this scourge worse than pestilence or war,-property, equally with life, had fallen before it.

Twenty-eight millions of dollars annually was the tax, which, as a nation, we paid to intemperance; and was there not a call that we should arise in our united might to oppose it? What should we think of a citizen who, if an army should pass through our land annually, levying a tribute of twenty-eight millions and slaying thirty-five thousand of our countrymen-what should we think of him who should refuse to oppose this enemy? Much more should we oppose this insidious foe, which brought not only poverty and death, but sin. Mr. Davies here showed the great good temperance societies had effected to the diminution of the evils which he had stated: though what remained were still of awful magnitude.

The orator here became pathetic; for though the subject is hackneyed, we were made to feel that the picture of the wreck of humanity, which is set before us, was that of a friend; and, alas! most of us could have assigned a habitation and a name-aye, aye, and a name once dear as our life-blood, to the being which the ora tor set before us, in the affecting change which we were doomed to see. The eye once beaming with intelligence and affection for us fixed in the glance of worse than idiocy. Imbecile and tottering, we offer him our aid, and he does not know us!—The orator then pressed home the arguments, that all should unite in the associ ations formed against intemperance-if not for them. selves, yet for the sake of others. If one among us was known to be in some physical danger which we could avert, would not all arouse to save him? We ought not to say that we wish well to the cause, yet do nothing, because what we can do is so little. The rain by which God gives his harvest to man, comes in single drops. The young cadets were appealed to by every motive which touches the heart. The parental form seems again to stand before each one, pronouncing the simple benediction and charge with which he left his home,― God bless you, my son! do well! By all these endearing recollections they were exhorted to place themselves out of the reach of contamination by intemperance, by solemnly pledging themselves to abstain from ardent spirits. The audience, during this address, which gave us time to draw our minds to the subject, but was not.

long enough to fatigue, had settled into profound attention. The moment the orator closed, a startling voice of an old man strongly moved, exclaimed, Professor Davies! Professor Davies! We turned our eyes, and beheld, rising from his seat, the venerable figure and the white head of one of the few relics of our revolutionthe worthy Major Alden, once aid to General Knox. "Professor Davies," said the excellent old man, "I want an opportunity to sign that constitution. I thought from my age that my influence would be of no avail, but I was wrong, and now, and here, the old officer will sign the constitution."

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The murmur of applause grew loud, the interesting young cadets showed by their countenances the ardor with which their intelligent and sensitive minds were inspired by a generous cause; and as the venerable speaker uttered, in a voice made shriller by emotion— "but now the old officer will sign that constitution," voice from the moving crowd exclaimed," and the young ones will follow you.' Whether or not this was the voice of one of the cadets, I could not tell; but we learned the next day, that many of them had signed the constitution, and others had begged that copies of it might be sent to their rooms.

FLOWERS.

THE interest which flowers have excited in the breast of man from the earliest ages to the present day, has never been confined to any particular class of society or quarter of the globe. Nature seems to have distributed them over the whole world, to serve as a medicine to the mind, to give cheerfulness to the earth, and to furnish agreeable sensations to its inhabitants.

The savage of the forest, in the joy of his heart, binds his brow with the native flowers of the woods, whilst a taste for their cultivation increases in every country in proportion as the blessings of civilization extend.

From the humblest cottage enclosure to the most extensive park and grounds, nothing more conspicuously bespeaks the good taste of the possessor, than a well cultivated garden; and it may very generally be remarked,