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These two books are companion volumes, and supplement each other. Though alike in their character, they differ in their execution, and each presents phases of itinerant life which the other omits. No person should get one without procuring both. They are entertaining, instructive, and The Religion of Childhood; or, Children in their Re- thoughtful, and their perusal will teach more consideration lation to Native Depravity, to the Atonement, to the for the labors and difficulties of the pastoral office. Family, and to the Church. By REV. F. G. HIBBARD, Outposts of Zion, with Limnings of Mission Life. D. D. (Printed for the Author.) The Bible and Modern Thought. By Rev. T. R. Birks. By REV. WM. H. GOODE. 12mo. 464 pp. $1.25. 12mo. THE LADIES' REPOSITORY. APRIL, 1864. ΝΕ IN THE ASTOR LIBRARY. BY REV. JAMES I. ROSWELL. EW YORK CITY has many attractions for the stranger. There is the City Hall, where Justice is supposed to hold her scales with an even balance. There is Barnum's Museum, with its vast curiosity shop and its theater, miscalled "lecture-room," where moral dramas are said to be performed. There is the "park," which the newspapers are never weary of praising, but which is disfigured by a mammoth stone reservoir, and unadorned by a single good-sized tree. There is all the fascination of a walk along Broadway. No poet has yet sung the praise of this great thoroughfare, though it well deserves a song. The forests, the lofty range of mountains, the rivers that roll majestically along, the clear, blue lakes that ripple to the breeze and sparkle to the touch of sunlight, have all awoke a poet's genius and inspired his muse to lofty flights. But no walk through hills or by the side of murmuring streams can equal the charm of a walk along Broadway on a pleasant afternoon. Cruel war has not tarnished but added new luster to its glory. Business is more lively than ever. The shops are filled with costly goods and extravagant purchasers. The women are not clad in weeds of mourning, but carry as many colors as Joseph's coat or the rainbow in the heavens. Here our "country cousins" can see human beings instead of trees, can feel the solitude of a great crowd, and study the choicest displays of human art and skill. Here many have come to see the vanities of this earthly life, and learned to love them. But there is one place above all others which the lover of literature should make haste to visit. It is the Astor Library. The building is on a retired street. The noise of rolling wheels VOL. XXIV.-13 or the hum of busy life is but faintly heard, like the surging waves of some far-off sea. It does not court observation. It has no flaring signs to attract wide-mouthed observation and draw the gaping crowd. It does not even advertise in the papers, as some of our Churches are wont to do. This is right. Wisdom should not cry aloud in the streets; she can not be heard above the noise of business. Her voice should be low and sweet, her dwelling away from the market and the shop. Let none pay suit at her shrine but those who love her. Suppose, gentle reader, we walk together to the library. It may be difficult to find it without a guide. It is not widely known to the genuine New Yorker; even those in the learned professions rarely visit it, unless to look up a reference. Every body can tell you where the jewels and laces are displayed, and where bonnets of the latest style and cloaks of the newest pattern may be found. The papers tell you where to go for all kinds of ornamental and useful articles, from a photographic album to a sewing-machine. Yet comparatively few know about the Astor Library, and fewer still care to visit it. The reason is obvious. A man of business has no time to spend the hours of the day in reading any thing beyond the daily paper. That is the only work of fiction he can give his mind to. Scott and Dickens can wield no spell over his imagination nor rob him of precious hours like those uncrowned monarchs of the press, who inhale day and night the aroma of printer's ink and listen to the music of clinking type. But if a man of wealth has the leisure, he has seldom the inclination to dwell in the shadow of the Astor Library. Better, he thinks, to be chained to the countingroom. The study of the profit side of the ledger is better than Bacon's Essays. To bend over the counter and listen to the frivolous talk of a customer is really fascinating; it is |