The harmonious blending, and proper education and training of this "trinity" of our being is essential not only to health and happiness, but to true greatness. The name of Washington, of Howard, and Hahnemann stand out in bold relief as glorious examples of the truth of this principle.

There have been more powerful intellects than Washington's, more wily and skilful diplomatists, minds more skilled in conceiving and arranging the minutia of war, more quick and rapid amid the thunder and carnage of the battle-field, but never did there exist a purer patriot, or one in whom self was more quickly and sternly sacrificed to his country's weal. Never since our Saviour, did there exist one in whom the patriot, the philanthropist, the christian and the statesman were so beautifully blended. Had Napoleon added to his daring genius, his almost superhuman intellect, the moral force of Washington, the down-trodden nations of Europe might not now gaze in silent horror, as the blood of their purest patriots streams from the scaffold, and the last scene of his eventful life might have closed more brightly, than in his ocean-girt prison.

True greatness consists, not in the powerful development of any one faculty of the mind without regard to the others, but in the harmonious blending of all, to ensure which, the moral, the intellectual, and physical must be properly trained and educated. The great lessons of life are to be taught in childhood, and those principles inculcated, which will grow and expand into a ripe harvest of honor and usefulness.

But this preparation for the training of the child should date previous to its birth, as a lasting impression is produced upon it, by the health of the father as well as the mother at the time of conception. The child is often punished and made to suffer keenly in the early days of its childhood for faults inherited directly from the parents. The health of the mother, the tone of her mind, her feelings, tastes, and pursuits, during the time she is carrying her child, are all-important to the future condition of the unborn babe.

Dr. Gregory, in speaking of the influence of the parental stock, says: "Parents frequently live over again in their offspring, for children certainly resemble their parents not merely in countenance and bodily conformation, but in the general features of their minds and in both virtues and vices. Thus, the imperious Clau-dian family long flourished in Rome; unrelenting, cruel and despotic, it produced the merciless and detestible tyrant Tiberius, and at length ended, after a course of six hundred years, in the bloody Caligula, Claudius, and Agrippina, and then in the monster Nero." And thus we frequently see the vices and follies of the parents flourishing in luxuriant growth in the child.

When speaking of hereditary taint, I referred particularly to the diseases developed, and sufferings produced by improper marriages. Even in our northern clime, nothing is more common, than for young ladies to enter the marriage-state at the age of fifteen, sixteen or seventeen years. Not only unhealthy children are the result of this early marriage, but as a general thing, the young wife is totally unfit for the duties and responsibilities of her station. What does she know of life and its stern duties, which all, the rich and kindly nurtured as well as the poor and lowly, should know how to fulfil? She, whose form has scarcely changed to womanhood, and on whose cheek still lingers the down of childhood, where has she learned the great lesson of life, that she should boldly venture out on the untried ocean before her? And when the young infant lies in her arms, a pure and holy thing, whose little heart beats quietly in happy innocence, can she take it by the hand and lead it safely past those quicksands, which are so thickly scattered around its path? And then the mind, can she in her young girlhood direct it aright, at a period when its whole future may depend, in part on her guidance?

Need we wonder, as we look around upon society, and see so many rash and foolish marriages, that there are so many stillborn children, that so many of the rising generation are pale, sickly, and feeble, that so much vice abounds, that the peace of so many families is wrecked, that so many children are left motherless, and that so many young mothers are placed beneath the green sod? What else could we expect from this violation of the laws of their being, from this offering themselves on the altar of fashion and blind passion.

The gloomy records of the grave show, that nearly one-half of those born into the world perish before reaching the age of five, and one-third before the age of three years. How very few live to a good old age, and how mighty that throng, from the ranks of infancy, childhood, and middle age, who follow each other in rapid succession into the realms of death. From these periods of life death reaps his richest harvest. Among those, who bright and joyous with the elasticity of youth and vigor of manhood, whose brilliant aspirations seem about being realized, death scatters his shafts and the cold waters of that river which lies between us and the grave, freezes with its icy current the warm pulsations of the young heart, and bears onward on its dark bosom all there is of life to the vast ocean of eternity.

Look at the infant in its mother's arms, what does it know of sin, what of life, and how has it transgressed against, and excited the anger of its Maker? And the child, surrounded by the golden haze of its young life, just as it begins to delight the parent's eye and gladden their hearts by its opening beauties, and stir within them the pure and holy depths of an affection, which none but parents can feel; just as the light of thought begins to gleam from the bright eye and set its impress on the expanding brow, the bright eye becomes dim, the flushed cheek pale as marble, the whole being withers beneath a blight, which stagnates the youthful blood, lays a hand of ice on the heaving breast, and quenches in the darkness of death, bright hopes and glorious aspirations.