THE YOUTH’S CABINET.

 

EDITORIAL TABLED ALE.

TO CORRESPONDENTS.

N answer to another let-
ter from our esteemed
correspondent, in rela-

, tion to his story about

a certain well of water,

POWELS we must persist in say-
ing that if our theory of the formation
of dew is at all correct, the fact that it
is, abundant in a particular place has
nothing whatever to do with the exist-
ence of springs under ground in that
vicinity. On this account, though the
story be ever so good in other respects,
we cannot consent to publish it.

We hope our Texas subscriber will
send along‘his wolf story, by all means—
the sooner the better.

It gives us pleasure to reénter on our
list of contributors the.name of our old
friend Dr. Kennedy, who used to write
such charming letters from Louisiana.
We shall give our readers a taste of
something from his pen before long.

S. R. 8. will find his question answer-
-ed on the 227th page of the present
volume of the Casrner.

 

 

THE ICONOCLASTS.,

Waar a hard word! some little reader
is ready to exclaim. I know it isa hard
word, but you will be very likely to meet
with it in reading history, some of these
days; and so you may as well know the
meaning of it. When the Roman peo-
ple became Christians in name, too many
of them believed it was right to retain a
great many of the Pagan ceremonies to
which they had been accustomed ; and
‘the great majority of the people did re-
tain them. Among these customs, was

that of having images in churches, Be-
fore the time of the emperor Constan-
tine, they had images of Jupiter, and
Venus, and other Pagan deities, in their
temples. Afterward, however, when
the nation became nominally converted
to Christianity, these idols were torn
down, and images of Christ, the Virgin
Mary, and the. saints, were put in their
places. Many of the Roman Christians
thought that images ought to be re-
moved entirely from the churches ; and
about the time of Pepin, king of France,
these Christians were called Iconoclasts,
a Greek word, meaning idol-breakers.
THEODORE THINKER.

 

LETTERS FROM ABROAD.

A friend of the editor—Mr. D. W.
Bartlett—who has just left this country
for Europe, intends to travel extensively
in England and on the Continent, and
to be absent from his native land some
two years. One of the last things he
did before he waved his adieu to his
friends, was to make us a promise that
he would write regularly for the Cast-
net. Mr. Bartlett has been to Europe
before, and the letters that were pub-
lished from his pen, at that time, were
exceedingly entertaining and instructive ;
so that our readers may reasonably hope
for a rich treat, as soon as he commences
this new series of sketches for us.

In the following touching lines, Mr.
Bartlett takes leave of his friends.

GOOD BYE.

Ye skies so soft and sweetly blue,
Ye glorious summer skies,

In whose clear depths, serene and fair,
A wealth of beauty lies;