here,
        While millions clank the galling chain;
    Or e’en one slave doth bow in fear,
        Within our country’s broad domain. 
    Go where the slave-gang trembling stands,
        Herded with every stable stock,—­
    Woman with fetters on her hands,
        And infants on the auction-block! 
    See, as she bends, how flow her tears! 
        Hark! hear her broken, trembling sighs;
    Then hear the oaths, the threats, the jeers,
        Of men who lash her as she cries! 
    O, men! who have the power to weave
        In poesy’s web deep, searching thought,
    Be truth thy aim; henceforward leave
        The lyre too much with fancy fraught! 
    Come up, and let the words you write
        Be those which every chain would break,
    And every sentence you indite
        Be pledged to Truth for Freedom’s sake.

OUR HOME.

        Ourhome shall be
    A cot on the mountain side,
    Where the bright waters glide,
        Sparkling and free;
    Terrace and window o’er
    Woodbine shall graceful soar;
    Roses shall round the door
        Blossom for thee. 
        There shall be joy
    With no care to molest,—­
    Quiet, serene and blest;
        And our employ
    Work each other’s pleasure;
    Boundless be the treasure;
    Without weight or measure,
        Free from alloy. 
        Our home shall be
    Where the first ray of light
    Over the mountain height,
        Stream, rock and tree,
    Joy to our cot shall bring,
    While brake and bower shall ring
    With notes the birds shall sing,
        Loved one, for thee.

SPECULATION AND ITS CONSEQUENCE.

Speculation is business in a high fever.  Its termination is generally very decided, whether favorable or otherwise, and the effect of that termination upon the individual most intimately connected with it in most cases unhealthy.

It was a truth long before the wise man wrote it, that making haste to be rich is an evil; and it always will be a truth that the natural, unforced course of human events is the only sure, the only rational one.

The desire to be rich, to be pointed out as wealthy, is a very foolish one, unless it be coupled with a desire to do good.  This is somewhat paradoxical; for the gratification of the last most certainly repels that of the first, inasmuch as he who distributes his gains cannot accumulate to any great extent.

Wealth is looked at from the wrong stand-point.  It is too often considered the end, instead of the means to an end; and there never was a greater delusion in the human mind than that of supposing that riches confer happiness.  In ninety-nine cases out of every hundred the opposite is the result.  Care often bears heavily on the rich man’s brow, and the insatiate spirit asks again and again for more, and will not be silenced.  And this feeling will predominate in the human mind until man becomes better acquainted with his own true nature, and inclines to minister to higher and more ennobling aspirations.