GOD loves Pansies, with their child-like faces Looking up, catching every ray of light, Seeking to be fair in the Father's sight. One who owneth all their charms and graces, Lighting up, like them, earth's desert places, Claims sweet sisterhood with these blossoms bright; Hears God's voice saying to her, "Pansy, write!" In letters purple with love, she traces With golden pen the Saviour's message true; Myriad voices in Heaven will repeat, "Pansy, lessons of love they've learned from you; And lay their crowns with you, at Jesus' feet." From your sweet Pansy blooms of purest thought My soul a glimpse of Heaven's joy hath caught. ROCKVILLE, MASS. _With the love of_ ARBUTUS. SOME REMARKABLE WOMEN. L.--LYON, MARY. FROM 1797 until 1849, a period of fifty-two years, Mary Lyon lived upon this earth. Some lives seem too short. To us they appear to be broken off at the wrong place--in the midst of earnest successful work--and we wonder how the world can get along without them. And so I suppose it must have seemed to those interested in the grand work of education in which Mary Lyon was engaged when she at the command of the Master laid down the burden and slept the last sleep. For thirty-five years she had been using her talents and her energies in training up young girls for noble womanhood. Like others in our list of Remarkable Women, her early home was among the New England hills. As another has expressed it, "On the little mountain farm the child saw the flax grow to make her single summer dress, and herself petted and fed the lambs and sheep which gave the wool to keep her warm in winter. The fairy flax flowers, blue as heaven, delighted her eyes." And we may believe that later she watched the process of preparing the flax for the wheel and loom, and we are told that the little girl in her homespun dress which made her no oddity in the old-time country school, was earnest and diligent in her studies, standing at the head of her classes and steadily advancing in scholarship. Mary Lyon early realized that life was not meant for a play-day, and when at the age of seventeen she became a teacher, she took with her into the schoolroom a strong faith and earnest endeavor for the highest development of her pupils. She sought more than mental progress--even moral and spiritual growth. Though she taught, leaving her impress for good in other places, Mt. Holyoke Seminary, at South Hadley, stands as her monument. The founding of this school was her great work, and in thousands of homes her influence is still felt. Many of our mothers and grandmothers are living lives of usefulness, the inspiration of which was drawn from lessons learned of this most remarkable of teachers. Mary Lyon was one of the great teachers of this world. If there should be among the girls who read this article those who expect to become teachers, let me urge you to study the life of Mary Lyon.