it seemed from the constitution, they were enlisted in a war from which there was to be "no discharge!" The cutlasses never "cut" any of us-lads or "lasses"-but once, and then they "cut us" for good, a kind of cutting not supposed to be within their province.

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And thus ended the military experience of Nantucket,—and her citizens quietly resumed their pacific business, viz:-fitting whale-ships for the Pacific ocean. The truth is, the humanity of this hardy people is too near high water mark" to admit of their becoming "amateur butchers,"-as a friend of mine calls soldiers -and their habits of independence are altogether too well established to allow of their wearing " uniforms," or wading through our heavy sands at the bidding of an epaulette. They have feathers enough in their caps now, without stealing any from the tails of birds, or manufacturing any from cotton wool! And for their bravery, let the great whales answer,-and the insurgent ocean! They are skilled above all other people in harpooning the monsters of the sea,-but come to harpooning their equal brothers, and hurling their bright lances into the breasts of their sisters,―they are fortunately ill adapted for any such war. And I trust they will never go into" any such without taking a most apostolic care to "count the cost." It so happens that the isolated position of Nantucket renders it absolutely necessary that it should always remain neutral,-so that any military schooling, to teach the inhabitants the art of murder, would be utterly useless.

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TO THE UNSATISFIED.

BY HARRIET WINSLOW.

Why thus longing, why for ever sighing
For the far-off, unattained and dim;
While the beautiful, all around thee lying,
Offers up its low perpetual hymn?

Would'st thou listen to its gentle teaching,
All thy restless yearnings it would still;
Leaf and flower, and laden bee are preaching,
Thine own sphere, though humble, first to fill.

Poor indeed thou must be, if around thee

Thou no ray of light and joy can'st throw,
If no silken cord of love hath bound thee
To some little world, through weal and wo;

If no dear eye thy fond love can brighten,
No fond voices answer to thine own;
If no brother's sorrow thou can'st lighten,
By daily sympathy and gentle tone.

Not by deeds that win the world's applauses;
Not by works that give thee world-renown ;

Nor by martyrdom, or vaunted crosses,

Can'st thou win and wear the immortal crown.

Daily struggling, though unloved and lonely,
Every day a rich reward will give ;

Thou wilt find, by hearty striving only,
And truly loving, thou can'st truly live.

Dost thou revel in the rosy morning,

When all nature hails the lord of light,
And his smile, the mountain-tops adorning,
Robes yon fragrant fields in radiance bright?

Other hands may grasp the field and forest,
Proud proprietors in pomp may shine;

But with fervent love, if thou adorest,

Thou art wealthier-all the world is thine!

Yet, if through earth's wide domains thou rovest,
Sighing that they are not thine alone,
Not those fair fields, but thyself thou lovest,
And their beauty, and thy wealth are gone.

Nature wears the color of the spirit ;

Sweetly to her worshipper she sings;

All the glow, the grace she doth inherit,
Round her trusting child, she fondly flings.

WASHINGTONIANISM IN CONNECTION WITH
OTHER REFORMS.

What is the reason that so many Washingtonians are afraid of all other reform movements besides their own? Whence so much jealousy? Are not all reforms kindred? Can you work for one without preparing yourself to work for all? If your zeal in the Washingtonian cause springs from a heart full of love for your race, will not the same heart prompt you to engage in every humane work? Is there not an essential unity in all the great movements for the elevation of man?

These questions are of vital importance, and ought to be considered carefully by every philanthropist, whatever his particular sphere. They are of especial pertinence at the present time, especially to Washingtonians, who are just now on the eve of a great crisis. The career of the Washingtonian reform has been brilliant beyond all parallel, and its prominent advocates are quite intoxicated with their success. Hence their danger. While they were few and humble-while the rich and influential affected to look down upon them, and they had to meet in small rooms and "upper chambers"-they were safe. But now that they are covered with the blandishments of the world, now that their praise is on all lips, and even the priests-the very last who ever see good out of their own ranks-are seeking for some of the laurels of victory, there is danger that they (the Washingtonians) may become as time-serving and corrupt as the church. The only thing which can save them from this state is an enlarged idea of their duties. They must learn to feel that fidelity to their great principle requires of them to enlist in every band of Reformers, and to shrink from no obloquy and no persecution which may be incident to such a course. They musn't trouble themselves about their reputation. They must be willing to be made of no reputation. And, above all, they must not be afraid of injuring one good cause by enlisting in another. Truths never

clash. Right never quarrels with right. The armies of God are never arrayed against each other. They march on together, in solid phalanx, with one banner,—the white banner of love—waving over them all, and with never a doubt that the battle will be theirs. It pains me, to witness the want of faith among Washingtonians whose brilliant success ought to make them faithful and hopeful above all others. They seem to be completely bewildered by their achievements, else they would jump at the chance of carrying out the principles which they have so nobly tested, into all the departments of reform. Instead of this, however, they think Washingtonianism glory enough for one man, and yet with all its glory they are afraid it will be tarnished by the least contact with any other ism. Now in point of fact, no class of men is so imperatively bound to join in other reforms as the Washingtonians. The same principles which they have tried so thoroughly in the temperance movement will be found equally powerful wherever they are applied. They have done more to increase faith in moral power than all other classes combined. They have ́accomplished that in four years, by the power of truth and love, which the harsh enactments of penal law could never have accomplished. They have vindicated the supremacy of spiritual over physical power as it was never vindicated before. Now why, in the name of all that is noble, why don't they press onward and continue their warfare for the race so long as one of its enemies remain unvanquished? They need not spend so much time taking care of their laurels-all such laurels will fade. If you would have a chaplet about your brows which shall prove perennial, you must cull its flowers from the broad field of universal reform. This devotion to one idea alone, and this cherishing and nursing of that idea as if it were a sick and feebleminded child which would become diseased or depraved by coming in contact with any other, seems to me small business-altogether beneath the dignity of a man. Washingtonians ought to be ashamed of it.