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who had devoted themselves and their children as victims for the safety of their country; but he, if he delivered up the city intrusted to him, would betray his country, without securing the safety of his children; for how could he hope that a tyrant who now violated his faith would afterwards observe his promises. She therefore entreated him not to purchase an uncertain, and even if procured, a momentary advantage, by certain and perpetual disgrace. When she had by such reasoning, in some measure tranquillized the mind of her husband, lest he might not be able to avert his eyes from the detestable execution, she led him to another quarter of the city, from whence it could not be observed.-Regum Scoti Historia, transl. of AIKMAN.

TRUE AND FALSE EDUCATION.

And seeing every nation affords not experience and tradition enough for all kind of learning, therefore we are chiefly taught the languages of those people who have at any time been more industrious after wisdom; so that language is but the instrument conveying to us things useful to be known. And though a linguist should pride himself to have all the tongues that Babel cleft the world into, yet, if he have not studied the solid things in them as well as the words and lexicons, he were nothing so much to be esteemed a learned man, as any yeoman or tradesman competently wise in his mother dialect only. Hence appear the many mistakes which have made learning generally so unpleasing and so unsuccessful: first we do amiss to spend seven or eight years merely in scraping together so much miserable Latin and Greek, as might be learned otherwise easily and delightfully in one year.

learn a few words with lamentable construction, and now on the sudden transported under another climate, to be tossed and turmoiled with their unballasted wits in fathomless and unquiet deeps of controversy, do for the most part grow into hatred and contempt of learning, mocked and deluded all this while with ragged notions and babblements, while they expected worthy and delightful knowledge; till poverty or youthful years call them importunately their several ways, and hasten them, with the sway of friends, either to an ambitious and mercenary, or ignorantly zealous divinity; some allured to the trade of law, grounding their purposes not on the prudent and heavenly contemplation of justice and equity, which was never taught them, but on the promising and pleasing thoughts of litigious terms, fat contentions, and flowing fees; others betake them to state affairs, with souls so unprincipled in virtue and true generous breeding, that flattery and court shifts, and tyrannous aphorisms, appear to them the highest points of wisdom; instilling their barren hearts with a conscientious slavery; if, as I rather think, it be not feigned. Others, lastly, of a more delicious and airy spirit retire themselves (knowing no better) to the enjoyments of ease and luxury, living out their days in feasts and jollity; which, indeed, is the wisest and the safest course of all these, unless they were with more integrity undertaken. And these are the errors, and these are the fruits of misspending our prime youth at the schools and universities as we do, either in learning mere words, or such things chiefly as were better unlearned.

I shall detain you no longer in the demonstration of what we should not do, but straight conduct you to a hill-side, where I will point you out the right path of a virtuous and noble education; laborious, And for the usual method of teaching indeed, at the first ascent, but else so arts, I deem it to be an old error of uni- smooth, so green, so full of goodly prosversities, not yet well recovered from the pect and melodious sounds on every side, scholastic grossness of barbarous ages, that that the harp of Orpheus was not more instead of beginning with arts most easy charming. I doubt not but ye shall have (and those be such as are most obvious to more ado to drive our dullest and laziest the sense), they present their young un-youth, our stocks and stubs, from the inmatriculated novices at first coming with the most intellective abstractions of logic and metaphysics: so that they having but newly left those grammatic flats and shallows where they stuck unreasonably to

finite desire of such a happy nurture, than we have now to hale and drag our choicest and hopefullest wits to that asinine feast of sowthistles and brambles which is commonly set before them, as all the food and

entertainment of their tenderest and most docile age.

I call, therefore, a complete and generous education, that which fits a man to perform justly, skilfully, and magnanimously, all the offices, both private and public, of peace and war.

For their studies, first they should begin with the chief and necessary rules of some good grammar, either that now used, or any better and while this is doing, their speech is to be fashioned to a distinct and clear pronunciation, as near as may be to the Italian, especially in the vowels. For we Englishmen being far northerly, do not open our mouths in the cold air, wide enough to grace a southern tongue; but we are observed by all other nations to speak exceeding close and inward, so that to smatter Latin with an English mouth, is as ill a hearing as Law-French. Next to make them expert in the usefullest points of grammar and withal to season them and win them early to the love of virtue and true labor, ere any flattering seducement, or vain principle seized them wandering, some easy and delightful book of education would be read to them; whereof the Greeks have store, as Cetes, Plutarch, and other Socratic discourses. But in Latin we have none of classic authority extant, except the two or three first books of Quintilian, and some select pieces elsewhere. But here the main skill and groundwork will be, to temper them such lectures and explanations upon every opportunity as may lead and draw them in willing obedience, inflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue, stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men, and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages. -Letter to Master Harthib on Education.

JOHN MILTON.

THE CENSORSHIP OF THE PRESS.

I deny not but that it is of greatest concernment in the church and commonwealth to have a vigilant eye how books demean themselves as well as men; and thereafter to confine, imprison, and do sharpest justice on them as malefactors; for books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them, to be as active

as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do preserve, as in a vial, the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them. I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragons' teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life. 'Tis true no age can restore a life, whereof perhaps there is no great loss; and revolutions of ages do not oft recover the loss of a rejected truth, for the want of which whole nations fare the worse. We should be wary, therefore, what persecution we raise against the living labors of public men, how we spill that seasoned life of man, preserved and stored up in books; since we see a kind of homicide may be thus committed, sometimes a martyrdom; and if it extend to the whole impression, a kind of massacre, whereof the execution ends not in the slaying of an elemental life, but strikes at that ethereal and fit essence, the breath of reason itself, slays an immortality rather than a life. When a man writes to the world, he summons up all his reason and deliberation to assist him; he searches, meditates, is industrious, and likely consults and confers with his judicious friends: after all which is done, he takes himself to be informed in what he writes, as well as any that writ before him; if in this the most consummate act of his fidelity and ripeness, no years, no industry, no former proof of his abilities, can bring him to that state of maturity, as not to be still mistrusted and suspected, unless he carry all his considerate diligence, all his midnight watchings, and expense of Palladian oil, to the hasty view of an unleisured licenser, perhaps much his younger, perhaps far his inferior in judgment, perhaps one who never knew the labor of book-writing; and if he be not repulsed, or slighted, must appear in print like a puny with his guardian, and his censor's hand on the

back of his title, to be his bail and surety that he is no idiot or seducer; it cannot be but a dishonor and derogation to the author, to the book, to the privilege and dignity of learning. And how can a man teach with authority, which is the life of teaching; how can he be a doctor in his book, as he ought to be, or else had better be silent, whereas all he teaches, all he delivers, is but under the tuition, under the correction, of his patriarchal licenser, to blot or alter what precisely accords not with the hide-bound humor which he calls his judgment?—Areopagitica.

JOHN MILTON.

that fatal day that determined what fell out a week after, and that has given me so long and so bitter a time of sorrow. But God has a compass in his providences that is out of our reach, and as he is all good and wise, that consideration should in reason slacken the fierce rages of grief. But, sure, doctor, it is the nature of sorrow to lay hold on all things which give a new ferment to it: then how could I choose but feel it in a time of so much confusion as these last weeks have been, closing so tragically as they have done; and sure never any poor creature, for two whole years together, has had more awakers to quicken and revive the anguish of its soul than I have had yet I hope I do most truly desire that nothing may be so bitter to me as to think that I have in the

FROM LADY RUSSELL TO DOC- least offended thee, O my God, and that

TOR FITZWILLIAM.

[Lady Rachel Russell, the wife of Lord William Russell, who was unjustly executed for alleged treason, 1683, was born 1636, and died 1723. Her constancy to her husband in his misfortunes, her services in court as his amanuensis, and her efforts to save him from the fatal block, together with her Letters, first

published fifty years after her death, have embalmed

her memory in the hearts of thousands. They are

marked by touching eloquence and a fine religious spirit.]

SOUTHAMPTON HOUSE, 17th July, 1685.

Never shall I, good doctor, I hope, forget your work (as I may term it) of labor and love so instructive and comfortable do I find it, that at any time when I have read any of your papers I feel a heat within me to be repeating my thanks to you anew, which is all I can do towards the discharge of a debt you have engaged me in; and though nobody loves more than I to stand free from all engagements I cannot answer, yet I do not wish for it here, I would have it as it is; and although I have the present advantage, you will have the future reward: and if I can truly reap what I know you design me by it, a religious and quiet submission to all providences, I am assured you will esteem to have attained it here in some measure. Never could you more seasonably have fed me with such discourses, and left me with expectations of new repasts, in a more seasonable time than these my miserable months, and in those this very week in which I have lived over again

nothing may be so marvellous in my eyes as the exceeding love of my Lord Jesus: that heaven being my aim, and the longing expectation of my soul, I may go through honor and dishonor, good report and bad report, prosperity and adversity, with some evenness of mind.

The inspiring me with these desires is, I hope, a token of his never-failing love towards me, though an unthankful creature, for all the good things I have enjoyed, and do still in the lives of hopeful children by so beloved a husband. God has restored me my little girl; the surgeon says she will do well. Sure nobody has enjoyed more pleasure in the conversations and tender kindnesses of a husband and a sister than myself, yet how apt am I to be fretful that I must not still do so! but I must follow that which seems to be the will of God, how unacceptable soever it may be to me.

MADRIGAL.

(From the Greek Anthologies.)

My Love in her attire doth show her wit,
It doth as well become her;
For every season she hath dressings fit,
For winter, spring, and summer.
No beauty she doth miss

When all her robes are on;
But Beauty's self she is

When all her robes are gone.

THE BATTLE OF BORODINO.

[Count Leo Tolstoi, perhaps the most celebrated of the living authors of Russia, was born 1829. Having finished his studies at a military college, he entered the army, served in the ranks at Sebastopol,

and wrote a narrative of that famous siege. His first romances date from 1853, and his Infancy, Adolescence and Youth met with great success. Among his later novels are The Cossacks, War and Peace (Moscow, 1868), Anna Karenina (1874). Count Tolstoi has also written

copiously on political, social, ethical and religious

questions. Although at one time a reformer in the

most radical sense of the term, he has embraced the

Christian precept of non-resistance in its most literal sense, and has opposed Russian Nihilism with all his powers,

His writings, like his life, are full of the spirit of charity and human brotherhood. A brilliant, powerful, and often paradoxical writer, he depicts

scenery and manners with a pen full of vigor and versatility. His masterpiece is his great historical romance, War and Peace, which some have termed the finest creation of Russian literature. In this work he has sketched admirable portraits of the Russian aris

tocracy, the common people, the French invaders, the character of Napoleon, etc. These characters possess a striking originality, and are drawn from nature with a rare and masterly touch. We cite from his novel, War and Peace, the striking sketch of the Emperor Napo leon.]

The fight at Schevardino had taken place on the 5th of September; on the 6th not a gun was fired on either side; the 7th was the fearful day of Borodino. Why and how were these battles fought? we ask in amazement, for no great advantage could result either to the Russians or the French. For the Russians they were a step farther towards the loss of Moscow, which was the catastrophe they most dreaded; and for the French a step nearer to the loss of their army, which no doubt filled them with equal apprehension. However, though both these consequences were self-evident, Napoleon offered battle, and Koutouzow accepted the challenge. If any really good reasons had ruled the strategy of the rival commanders, neither ought to have fought then and there; for Napoleon ran the risk of losing a quarter of his men at 2000 versts inside the frontier-the straight road to ruin-and Koutouzow, while exposing his army to the same danger, would lay Moscow open.

Before the fight at Borodino the proportion of Russians to French in the respective armies was as 5 to 6; after it as

1 to 2; or as 100,000 to 120,000 before, and as 50,000 to 100,000 after; and yet Koutouzow, an intelligent and experienced veteran, made up his mind to the struggle, in which Napoleon, an acknowledged military genius, sacrificed a quarter of his men. Though some writers have tried to prove that he believed he should close the campaign by taking Moscow as he had taken Vienna, it would be easy to demontorians tell us that as soon as he had strate the contrary. Contemporary hisreached Smolensk he was anxious to find an opportunity of stopping; for while, on one hand, he was fully aware of the danger of extending his line over too wide an extent of country, on the other he foresaw that the occupation of Moscow would not give him a favorable position. could judge of that by the state in which he found the evacuated towns, and by the silence which met his repeated attempts to reopen negotiations for peace. Thus both commanders-one in offering battle and the other in accepting it—acted_absurdly and on no preconceived plan. Historians, reasoning from accomplished facts, have drawn plausible conclusions in favor of the genius and foresight of the two leaders, while, of all instruments ever employed by the Almighty to work out events, they were certainly the most blind.

He

The battle of Borodino was fought in a way quite unlike the descriptions given of it, which were written merely to cover the faults of the Russian generals; and this imaginary picture in fact only dimmed the glory of the army and the nation. It was not fought on a spot carefully selected and strengthened, nor with a small numerical difference: it was forced upon them on an exposed plain, after the redoubt had been taken, against forces twice as great as their own, and under conditions which did not even give them a hope of struggling for ten hours and leaving the day undecided; for it was obviously certain that they could not hold their own for three hours before they would be utterly defeated.

A

Pierre left Mojaïsk on the morning of the 6th. At the bottom of the steep street that leads to the suburbs he left his carriage on a rise to the right, by the church where mass was being performed. regiment of cavalry, led by its singers, was following close behind him, and meeting these came a long row of carts bringing in the men wounded in the fray of the

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