WHERE THERE IS A WILL THERE IS A WAY.

BY THE EDITOR.

YOUNG man, have you a desire after knowledge, and would you love to have that desire satisfied? Are there difficulties in your way? Are you without funds, and do you despair of ever being able to secure the advantages of an education? Take couragestudy the motto at the head of this article: "Where there is a will there is a way."

We have never known a persevering young man to fail of final success. Our own trials in this direction made us in youth the companion of many who struggled amid difficulties for an education; we can truly say, from the history of all whom we can recollect, and whose after-history we know, their success proves the motto above. Could we only give a short sketch of dozens whom we know could we point out their penniless condition—the selfdenial they practiced-the obstructions which they overcame-and the posts of influence and usefulness to which they at length attained-could this be done, the young reader, often discouraged, would pick up new courage, and exclaim, "Surely, where there is a will there is a way.'

Suppose there is no other way, you can work your way on between teaching and being taught. If we may be permitted to refer to experience, we worked our own way for three years after this manner-teaching in the winter, and attending an academy in the summer, and working in vacation at a kind of half trade got up interimistically as means to an end. We know some young men who almost sustain themslves by laboring in some profitable agency in vacations, and teaching some private scholars during the session.

There are, in short, many ways where there is a will. But then the will the determination-must be here. Let no one expect a path of flowers. No one goeth on such a warfare without counting the cost. So invaluable a boon as an education is not to be dreamed out on beds of roses. It is too cheap at that.

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We say again, there are no insurmountable obstacles in the way any young man in our country attaining to a liberal education. We care not if he have not a penny in advance-if he have not a single patron to provide for him. All we ask for him is a good character, industry, and perseverance. All we ask is the willthe will will open the way.

Rouse thee, young man, from your lethargy; cast off discouragement and despair. Say not fortune is against you. The first and the greatest difficulty you have to surmount is your own drowsy will; overcome this, and the battle is more than half won. your motto be: "Where there is a will there is a way."

Let

THE SONG OF THE SOUL.

Ask the soul whether God is one thing, and she answers that he is not; or whether he is another thing, and she says he is not; or whether he is sometimes in one place and sometimes in another, or always present everywhere, and she makes answer at once that God is omnipresent.

So that it is plain, that some kind of insight
Of God's own being in the soul doth dwell;
Though what God is we cannot yet so plainly tell.
But we can tell from this what we ourselves are.
For it is not with our hands, nor with any of our
that we feel God;

Nor can aught born of this carcass be so free,

As to grasp all things in large sympathy.

We are souls. bodily senses,

Reckon up all the properties of the human body, and they will not account for all the feelings that we have. There is, then, a soul in man; and she

Foresees her own condition. She relates
The all comprehension of eternity;
Complains she is thirsty, in all estates;
That all she sees or has don't satisfy

Her hungry self, nor fill her vast capacity.

This alone might persuade us of our being destined to a higher life. Only what we most long for we are slow to believe! We can never be sure enough about it; if we are well convinced of it, then we want to be more strongly convinced; and if ourselves we are certain, then we want to have the mouths of all doubts stopped, both in men and books. We may believe ourselves immortal, from the nature of the connection between the soul and the body. The soul was not made for the body, but the body for the soul; and-when this work shall fade,

The soul dismisseth it as an old thought.

Then reflect on the difference there is between the influences which act upon the soul; for some of them are from this outward world, and others are from the spiritual world.

When we are clothed with the outward world,
Feel the soft air, behold the glorious sun,

All this we have from meat

and from bodily feelings that are kept alive by food. But our mouths open themselves through appetites created in us, which appetites are the natural man. That is first which is natural; but afterward there is that which is spiritual; for there are created in us spiritual capabilities. And what earth and sky are to our bodies,

the world of spirit is to our souls. And so we may know ourselves to be closely related to the everlasting; for—

In the higher world there is such communion.
Christ is the sun, that, by his cheering might,
Awakes our higher rays to join with his pure light.

And when he hath that life elicited,

He gives his own dear body, and his blood,
To drink and eat. Thus daily we are fed
Into eternal life.

THE TWO SEXES.

THERE is much truth in the following remarks in regard to the two sexes. They afford food for reflection:

"When a rakish youth goes astray, friends gather around him in order to restore him to the path of virtue. Gentleness and kindness are lavished upon him to win him back to innocence and peace. No one would suspect that he had ever sinned. But when a poor confiding girl is betrayed, she receives the brand of society, and is henceforth driven from the ways of virtue. The betrayer is honored, respected, esteemed: but the ruined, heart broken victim, knows there is no peace for her this side of the grave.— Society has no helping hand for her, no smiles of peace, no voice of forgiveness. There are earthly mortalities unknown of heaven. There is a deep wrong in them and fearful are the consequences."

BOOK NOTICES.

RUSSIA AND ENGLAND. Their strength and weakness. By JOHN Raynelt MORELL. New York: Riker, Thorne & Co., 129 Fulton-st. 1854.

It has been a subject of much anxious thought how Russia could be most effectually attacked. So tremendous seemed her power, and so abundant her resources within herself. Many plans have been advanced. One of the most plausible was that of cutting off her commerce, and thus turning her producers against the government. Yet her many resources seemed to render this not wholly possible. The best yet suggested seems the one unfolded in the small work above mentioned: To make Circassia an ally. Those noble mountaineers have long been the object of Russian attack, and the stay of that tide that is struggling to pour down over the Eastern world. It is a very interesting work-giving an account of Russian aggression and oppression-acts of cruelty and perfidy that rouse our indignation -of Circassian bravery and deeds of valor that recall us to olden days, and thrill our heart with admiration. The long acted on policy of the Russians is illustrated in the case of Georgia-meddling for protection-then absorbing. We have not lately seen a work that interested us so much; but especially so now that the humbling of that power is the endeavor of the allied powers of Europe, and the rest of the world is anxiously attentive. We can heartily commend this volume to all who take an interest in European politics and the fate of Oriental nations. MAGDALENE HEPBURN: A Story of the Scottish Reformation. New York: Riker, Throne & Co. 1854.

This book we have not read, and can not therefore speak of its contents. It is gotten up in neat style.

The Euardian.

VOL. V.-SEPTEMBER, 1854.-No. IX.

THE VOLATILE TREASURE.

SUPPOSE that time could be made a material commodity, palpable and solid-suppose that an angel brought you a bright little sphere, such as you could hold in the hollow of your hard, and he told you, "This contains the minutes and hours, the days and months, of an entire year. Through its dim translucency you can detect objects within, which you cannot clearly descry, and perhaps you would like to see these imbedded incidents brought out and realized. But be not impatient. They will come forth quickly enough. The commodity itself is more precious than any curiosty which it enshrines, and it is amazingly volatile. Every instant it is giving off particles into the viewless void, and on this day twelve months there won't be one atom left. God gives you a gift of priceless value. If you begin at once you may exchange it into some possession of great price. Before the year is ended, you may have learned some important language-you may have mastered a noble science. You may have gone through a course of reading which will add a cubit to your intellectual stature. You may have completely broken off and overcome your present evil habit. Before that little mass of evanescent matter has melted into the air, you may, with God's blessing, be as far in advance on your present self as your gainliest or most gifted friend is in advance of you. Take it, and remember that this instant it represents a year. See into what all you can exchange it." Would you not receive with trembling such a gift? Would you not grow nervous to think that whilst so invaluable it was yet so evanescent? As soon as you had decided on the best investment for it, would you not repine at every incident which threatened to reduce your capital? Would you not be angry at the robber who ran away with a great lump of it? and would you not almost grudge to sleep, knowing that whilst your eyes were closed, the concentrated vapor would still be vanishing away?

Yet, reader, this is no bad emblem. Days perish whilst we are only planning; we are dying whilst we dream. A twelfth part of its entire amount has already melted off from the new year, which

God so lately gave us; and that we may not lose the whole, we would offer a few rapid hints on the husbandry of time.

Assuming that the right improvement of days and years is to grow wiser and better ourselves, and to help to make others better and wiser, perhaps we 'should, first of all, mention a few things which are not a waste of time.

The time is not wasted which is spent in needful rest and recreation. Man is a machine most admirably constructed by his Maker, and warranted to go well for many years if a few directions are attended to. One condition is that it be temperate in eating and drinking. Another is that it shall rest one day in seven; another is that it shall sleep sufficiently. Accordingly, by way of saving time, in order to lengthen life, and in order to do with all your force and vigor whatever comes to hand-you rest; you sleep; you keep the Sabbath; you enjoy your occasional holiday: that is, you give a little time in order to get a great deal more.

The time is not wasted which is devoted to friendly intercourse, and to the fostering of right feelings and affections. One man is seized by the mania of study; another is possessed by the passion of money-making; and each frets himself into his own peculiar frenzy. Each comes to feel that the chiefest good is wealth or knowledge, and that everything which cannot be converted into a fact or a sixpence is an impertinence which merits no attention, or an interruption which ought to be resented. But there are things more pious than silver or science. You man of business, you have got at home what gold will never buy. An hour spent with your children, or with a wife truly Christian and feminine, will do more to make your heart better than a month in the Bank or the Board-room. Grudge not the moments which long hereafter will, on one side or other, return in hallowed memories, and which, if well invested, may even become a treasure in heaven. You scholar, deep in that contracted Greek Father, and rumaging for various readings as if a creed or a kingdom_were involved, a friend is sick, and he has no one to tend him. Do you go. Yes, put down the folio for the present. Make up your mind to a fortnight's fast, during which you shall neither touch, taste, nor handle Origen or Clemens Alexandrinus. The time won't be lost. You are only exchanging one study for another; and the lesson of tenderness and self-denial you are about to learn, you never would have acquired though you had pored over these old scrolls till you yourself were parchment.

But time is wasted if spent in doing nothing-such time as many dissipate in frivolous talk-such time as many spend in plausible illusions, and waking visions, planning a life of goodness which they never begin, and feats of heroic exertion which they will not so much as touch with one of their fingers.

The time is wasted which is spent in doing things by halves.