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PREFACE
“Of all the paper I have blotted, I have written nothing withoutthe intention of some good. Whether I have succeeded or not, is forothers to judge.”
Sir William Temple.
The minds of young people are now manufacturedlike webs of linen, all alike, and nothing left tonature. From the hour when children can speak, tillthey come to years of discretion or of indiscretion,they are carefully prompted what to say, and what tothink, and what to look, and how to feel; while inmost school-rooms nature has been turned out of doorswith obloquy, and art has entirely supplanted her.
When a quarrel takes place, both parties are generallyin some degree to blame; therefore if Art andNature could yet be made to go hand in hand towardsthe formation of character and principles, a gracefuland beautiful superstructure might be reared, on thesolid foundation of Christian faith and sound morality;so that while many natural weeds and wild flowerswould be pruned and carefully trained, some lovelyblossoms that spring spontaneously in the uncultivatedsoil, might still be cherished into strength and beauty,far excelling what can be planted or reared by art.
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Every infant is probably born with a character aspeculiar to himself as the features in his countenance,if his faults and good qualities were permitted to expandaccording to their original tendency; but education,which formerly did too little in teaching “theyoung idea how to shoot,” seems now in danger ofover-shooting the mark altogether, by not allowing theyoung ideas to exist at all. In this age of wonderfulmechanical inventions, the very mind of youth seemsin danger of becoming a machine; and while everyeffort is used to stuff the memory, like a cricket-ball,with well-known facts and ready-made opinions, noroom is left for the vigour of natural feeling, the glow ofnatural genius, and the ardour of natural enthusiasm.It was a remark of Sir Walter Scott’s many years ago,to the author herself, that in the rising generation therewould be no poets, wits, or orators, because all play ofimagination is now carefully discouraged,