“A lady wrote to her son, requesting to look out for a young lady, respectably connected, possessed of various elegant accomplishments and acquirements, skilled in the languages, a proficient in music, and above all, an unexceptionable moral character—and to make her an offer of 40_l._ a year for her services as a governess. The son's reply was—‘My dear mother, I have long been looking out for such a person as you describe, and when I have the good fortune to meet with her, I propose to make her an offer—not of 40_l._ a year, but of my hand, and to ask her to become—not your governess, but my wife.’” Such are the qualities expected or supposed in instructers; and yet, what is notoriously their treatment? I will here end this long and painful catalogue of parental faults, and shall devote the next lecture to the faults of teachers—merely remarking, in conclusion, that my sole undertaking being to point out things which require reformation, I shall present no favorable views of the various parties concerned in the great work of education, although many very animating ones might {445} be given. To aid in removing the numerous obstacles which so fatally impede its progress, being my only purpose, I would fain render the nature of them as odious as possible, believing this to be the best means of accomplishing the great end in view. May the moral mirror which I have endeavored to present to all parents and guardians who may now hear me, enable them so to see and to study their own peculiar faults as speedily to correct them. TO MISS ——, OF NORFOLK. Which ever way my vision turns, To heaven or earth, I see thee there, In every star thy eyebeam burns, Thy breath in every balmy air; Thy words seem truth herself enshrined, Sweet as the seraph minstrel sung, And thou, in dignity of mind, An angel with a silver tongue. What dreams of bliss entrance the soul, When Persians watch their idol light, What pleasing visions o'er them roll Caught from his beams serene and bright, Thus, when a sparkling ray is given, From eyes so soft, so pure as thine— We feel as though our earth were heaven And thou its radiant light divine. B. FROM THE MSS. OF FRANKLIN. In vain are musty morals taught in schools, By rigid teachers and as rigid rules, Where virtue with a frowning aspect stands, And frights the pupil with her rough commands. But Woman— Charming Woman, can true converts make— We love the precepts for the teacher's sake: Virtue in them appears so bright and gay, We hear with transport, and with pride obey. _Editorial_. RIGHT OF INSTRUCTION.