THE PAINS OF A SAILOR"S LIFE.
The joyful sailor embarks on board of his ship, the sails are spread to catch the playful gale, swift as an arrow he cuts the rolling wave. A few days thus sporting on the briny wave, when suddenly the sky is overspread with clouds, the rain descends in torrents, the sails are lowered, the gale begins, the vessel is carried with great velocity, and the shrouds unable to support the tottering mast, gives way to the furious tempest; the vessel is drove among the rocks, is sprung aleak, the sailor works at the pumps, till, faint and weary, is heard from below, six feet of water in the hold, the boats are got ready, but before they are into them, the vessel dashed against a reef of rocks, some in despair throw themselves into the sea, others get on the rocks without any clothes or provisions, and linger a few days, perhaps weeks or months, living on sh.e.l.l fish or perhaps taken up by some ship. Others get on pieces of the wreck, and perhaps be cast on some foreign country, where perhaps he may be taken by the natives, and sold into slavery where he never more returns.
In regard to the following specimen, it should be stated that when the subject was a.s.signed, the pupil was directed to see how precisely she could imitate the language and conversation which two little children really lost in the woods would use. While writing, therefore, her mind was in pursuit of the natural, and the simple, not of the eloquent.
TWO CHILDREN LOST IN THE WOODS.
_Emily._ Look here! see how many berries I"ve got. I don"t believe you"ve got so many.
_Charles._ Yes, I"m sure I have. My basket"s most full; and if we hurry, we shall get ever so many before we go home. So pick away as fast as you can, Emily.
_Emily._ There mine is full. Now we"ll go and find some flowers for mother. You know somebody told us there were some red ones, close to that rock.
_Charles._ Well, so we will. We"ll leave our baskets here, and come back and get them.
_Emily._ But if we can"t find our way back, what shall we do?
_Charles._ Poh! I can find the way back. I only want a quarter to seven years old, and I shan"t lose myself, I know.
_Emily._ Well! we"ve got flowers enough, and now I"m tired and want to go home.
_Charles._ I don"t, but if you are tired we"ll go and find our baskets.
_Emily._ Where do you think they are? We"ve been looking a great while for them. I know we are lost, for when we went after the flowers we only turned once, and coming back, we have turned three times.
_Charles._ Have we? Well never mind, I guess we shall find them.
_Emily._ I"m afraid we shan"t. Do let"s run
_Charles._ Well so do. Oh, Emily! here"s a brook, and I am sure we didn"t pa.s.s any brook, going.
_Emily._ Oh, dear! we must be lost. Hark! Charles! didn"t you hear that dreadful noise just now? Wasn"t it a bear?
_Charles._ Poh! I should love to see a bear here. I guess if he should come near me, I would give him one good slap that would make him feel pretty bad. I could kill him at the first hit.
_Emily._ I should like to see you taking hold of a bear. Why didn"t you know bears were stronger than men? But only see how dark it grows; we shan"t see Ma" to-night, I"m afraid.
_Charles._ So am I: do let"s run some more.
_Emily._ O Charles, do you believe we shall ever find the way out of this dreadful long wood?
_Charles._ Let"s scream, and see if somebody wont come.
_Emily._ Well, (screaming) Ma"! Ma"!
_Charles._ (screaming also) Pa"! Pa"!
_Emily._ Oh, dear! there"s the sun setting. It will be dreadfully dark by and by, won"t it?
We have given enough for a specimen. The composition though faulty in many respects, ill.u.s.trates the point we had in view.
7. INSINCERE CONFESSION. An a.s.sistant in a school informed the Princ.i.p.al that she had some difficulty in preserving order in a certain cla.s.s, composed of small children. The Princ.i.p.al accordingly went into the cla.s.s, and something like the following dialogue ensued.
"Your teacher informs me," said the Princ.i.p.al, "that there is not perfect order in this cla.s.s. Now if you are satisfied that there has not been order, and wish to help me discover and correct the fault, we can do it very easily. If, on the other hand, you do not wish to co-operate with me, it will be a little more difficult for me to correct it, and I must take a different course. Now I wish to know, at the outset, whether you do or do not wish to help me."
A faint "Yes sir," was murmured through the cla.s.s.
"I do not wish you to a.s.sist me, unless you really and honestly desire it yourselves; and if you undertake to do it, you must do it honestly.
The first thing which will be necessary, will be an open and thorough exposure of all which has been wrong, and this you know will be unpleasant. But I will put the question to vote, by asking how many are willing that I should know, entirely and fully, all that they have done in this cla.s.s, that has been wrong."
Very nearly all the hands were raised at once, promptly, and the others were gradually brought up, though with more or less of hesitation.
"Are you willing, not only to tell me yourselves what you have done, but also, in case any one has forgotten something which she has done, that others should tell me of it?"
The hands were all raised.
After obtaining thus from the cla.s.s a distinct and universal expression of willingness that all the facts should be made known, the Princ.i.p.al called upon all those who had any thing to state, to raise their hands, and those who raised them, had opportunity to say what they wished. A great number of very trifling incidents were mentioned, such as could not have produced any difficulty in the cla.s.s, and consequently could not have been the real instances of disorder alluded to. Or at least, it was evident if they were, that in the statement, they must have been so palliated and softened, that a really honest confession had not been made. This result might in such a case, have been expected. Such is human nature, that in nine cases out of ten, unless such a result had been particularly guarded against, it would have inevitably followed.
Not only will such a result follow in individual cases like this, but unless the teacher watches and guards against it, it will grow into a habit. I mean boys will get a sort of an idea that it is a fine thing to confess their faults, and by a show of humility and frankness will deceive their teacher, and perhaps themselves, by a sort of acknowledgement, which in fact exposes nothing of the guilt which the transgressor professes to expose. A great many cases occur, where teachers are pleased with the confession of faults, and scholars perceive it, and the latter get into the habit of coming to the teacher, when they have done something which they think may get them into difficulty, and make a sort of half confession, which, by bringing forward every palliating circ.u.mstance, and suppressing every thing of different character, keeps entirely out of view all the real guilt of the transgression. The criminal is praised by the teacher for the frankness and honesty of the confession, and his fault is freely forgiven. He goes away therefore well satisfied with himself, when in fact he has been only submitting to a little mortification, voluntarily, to avoid the danger of a greater; much in the same spirit with that which leads a man to receive the small-pox by inoculation, to avoid the danger of taking it in the natural way.
The teacher who accustoms his pupils to confess their faults, voluntarily, ought to guard carefully against this danger. When such a case as the one just described occurs, it will afford a favorable opportunity of showing distinctly to pupils the difference between an honest and an hypocritical confession. In this instance; the teacher proceeded thus;
"Now I wish to ask you one more question, which I wish you all to answer by your votes, honestly. It is this. Do you think that the real disorder which has been in this cla.s.s, that is, the real cases which you referred to, when you stated to me, that you thought that the cla.s.s was not in good order, have been now really exposed, so that I honestly and fully understand the case? How many suppose so?"
Not a single hand was raised.
"How many of you think, and are willing to avow your opinion, that I have _not_ been fully informed of the case?"
A large proportion held up their hands.
"Now it seems the cla.s.s pretended to be willing that I should know all the affair. You pretended to be willing to tell me the whole, but when I call upon you for the information, instead of telling me honestly, you attempt to amuse me by little trifles, which in reality made no disturbance, and you omit the things which you know were the real objects of my inquiries. Am I right in my supposition?"
They were silent. After a moment"s pause, one perhaps raised her hand, and began now to confess something, which she had before concealed.
The teacher however interrupted her, by saying,
"I do not wish to have the confession made now. I gave you all time to do that, and now I should rather not hear any more about the disorder. I gave an opportunity to have it acknowledged, but it was not honestly improved, and now I should rather not hear. I shall probably never know.
"I wished to see whether this cla.s.s would be honest,--really honest, or whether they would have the insincerity to pretend to be confessing, when they were not doing so honestly, so as to get the credit of being frank and sincere, when in reality they are not so. Now am I not compelled to conclude that this latter is the case?"
Such an example will make a deep and lasting impression. It will show that the teacher is upon his guard; and there are very few, so hardened in deception, that they would not wish that they had been really sincere, rather than rest under such an imputation.
8. COURT. A pupil, quite young, (says a teacher,) came to me one day with a complaint that one of her companions had got her seat. There had been some changes in the seats by my permission, and probably from some inconsistency in the promises which I had made, there were two claimants for the same desk. The complainant came to me, and appealed to my recollection of the circ.u.mstance.
"I do not recollect anything about it," said I.