fable, coming perpetually between us and the grosser things of life. With warm affection, instinctive piety, she weans and warns us to the noble, the holy, the heavenly. The husband has lived to little purpose who has not found that the life of the lover begins after marriage; and every day and every hour is but a compliment paid unconsciously to woman's power. She rules us with her soul. This chapter on woman was intended to have gone far beyond its present length, and the remarks were prepared upon the psychological character of woman as compared with man, and on some of the distinguishing characteristics of the education she would confer, especially her power to educate the sense of the infinite, and the moral sense or conscience. But returning to the point from whence we started; what is needed in all walks of life is, practical women. There is much said about woman in her sphere and woman out of it. A lady occasionally delivers a lecture, and some good folks are frightened-she is out of her sphere; yet few women are really educated for their sphere, spite of all this fastidiousness. The accomplishments of the boarding-school have little to do with the future of life. Mothers must reform the education of their daughters, and fit them for happiness. Music is a delightful accomplishment, nay, it is almost as necessary as any indispensable of life, and it is a famous tie to keep husbands at home. This is what education indeed should do; for woman should give attractions rather than accomplishments. The last is a heavy material, seldom in request; the former is the secret and source of much sympathy; and, as a loving woman is ever better than a learned one, so must an attractive nature be more useful than one crowded, like a bazaar, with showy accomplishments.* *But as some of my friends may prosecute an inquiry into ideal woman further, let me suggest the reading of AIME MARTIN's work on the Education of Mothers-the style is peculiarly French and St. Pierreish, but it is very instructive-and Margaret Fuller's Woman in the Nineteenth Century; it is, however, a purely aesthetic essay. The Life of Mrs. Sherman, by her Husband, is a fine Madonna-like painting of Woman the Reformer. CHAPTER IX. WESTWARD HO! PROLOGUE OF QUOTATIONS. "Even those who are forced to remain behind feel a melancholy restlessness, like a bird whose wing is crippled at the season of migration, and look forward to America as to the land of the departed, where every one has some near relation, or dear friend, gone before him. A voice like that heard before the final ruin of Jerusalem, seems to whisper to those who have ears to hear, "Let us depart thence." JAMES DOUGLAS.-"Advancement of Society." "Wide as our own free race increase, Wide shall extend the elastic chain, And bind in everlasting peace, State after State a mighty train." "Too crowded indeed! Meanwhile, what portion of this incon siderable terraqueous globe have ye actually tilled and delved till it will grow no more! How thickly stands your population in the Pampas and the Savannah of America: round ancient Carthage, and in the interior of Africa; on both slopes of the Atlantic chain in the central platform of Asia; in Spain, Greece, Turkey, Crim Tartary, the Curragh of Kildare? One man in one year, as I have understood it, will feed himself and niue others! Alas, where now are the Hengists and Alarics of our still glowing, still expanding Europe; who, when their home is grown too narrow, will enlist, and like Fire Pillars, guide onwards those superfluous masses of indomitable living valour; equipped, not now with the battle-axe and the war-chariot, but with the steam-engine and the ploughshare? Where are they? Preserving their game?" SARTOR RESARTUS. CHAPTER IX. Remedies for England vain without Emigration-Capabilities for Population-The American Continent-Benefit of Emigration to the Mother Country-The moving People-Territorial Resources-Colonization-Probable destinies of the New World. BUT all that has hitherto passed in review before our eyes will seem ineffective to meet and to remedy the great social diseases of the people, resulting from the dense overcrowding, consequent upon our very ancient civilization. Population would seem, from the life we lead in the British Isles, to have pressed in the last degree upon the confines of production. We know, indeed, that this is not the case; we know that millions of untilled, but profitable land, exist in our country; long years must pass before they can be redeemed. Meantime, what is to be done with the destitute and wretched? What shall save the reputable and respectable middleman of scanty means from sinking to degradation in society? And the reply is, if he has moral courage let him husband his resources, and fly to the kindlier soil smiling and waiting to receive him. England is not, indeed, as yet overcrowded-her broad acres would maintain well, many a million more of inhabitants: but the prospect at present before |