useful products as the speculative, where facts only objects of knowledge, unless the understanding is d to a continued process of examination and reflection. cocity of intellect, no promise of genius, no extent of e, can be weighed in the scale with those acquisitions. ho has been the object of such sedulous attention, and ct of such a course of instruction, may enter upon the es of life with every prospect of an honorable and a His armor is girded on for battle. However he conjuncture in which he may be called on to act, pared for whatever may betide him.

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THE ORATOR'S ART.-J. Q. ADAMS.

loquence of the college is like the discipline of a The art of war, we are all sensible, does not consist in es on a training-day; nor the steadfastness of the the hour of battle, in the drilling of his orderly seret the superior excellence of the veteran army is ed in nothing more forcibly than in the perfection of line. It is in the heat of action, upon the field of at the fortune of the day may be decided by the of manual exercise; and the art of displaying a directing a charge may turn the balance of victory, ge the history of the world.

THE WONDERS OF THE DAWN.-EVERETT.

MUCH as we are indebted to our observatories for elevating our conceptions of the heavenly bodies, they present even to the unaided sight scenes of glory which words are too feeble to describe. I had occasion, a few weeks since, to take the early train from Providence to Boston; and for this purpose rose at two o'clock in the morning. Everything around was wrapt in darkness and hushed in silence, broken only by what seemed at that hour the unearthly clank and rush of the train. It was a mild, serene, midsummer's night,-the sky was without a cloud, the winds were whist. The moon, then in the last quarter, had just risen, and the stars shone with a spectral lustre but little affected by her presence. Jupiter, two hours high, was the herald of the day; the Pleiades just above the horizon shed their sweet influence in the east; Lyra sparkled near the zenith; Andromeda veiled her newly-discovered glories from the naked eye in the south; the steady Pointers, far beneath the pole, looked meekly up from the depths of the north to their sovereign.

Such was the glorious spectacle as I entered the train. As we proceeded, the timid approach of twilight became more perceptible; the intense blue of the sky began to soften; the smaller stars, like little children, went first to rest; the sisterbeams of the Pleiades soon melted together; but the bright constellations of the west and north remained unchanged. Steadily the wondrous transfiguration went on. Hands of angels hidden from mortal eyes shifted the scenery of the heavens; the glories of night dissolved into the glories of the dawn. The