one or two that pre-eminently illustrate his habit of poThe waif of his now current is etical thought. BY-AND-BY. There's a little mischief-maker That is slealing half our bliss, He is sitting by our hearthstones You may know him by his wincing, That is straying everywhere Where his somber victims lie; Is this conqueror, "By-and-By." When the calls of duty haunt us, And the present seems to be Down in the valley under the hill, Droppeth the snow-flakes white and still, Press it gently, the precious mound- Morning and night my heart will go When through the wintry vales of time Wanders the spring of that heavenly clime, When the light from the "golden hills" Lifeless now 'neath the winter snow. As we have said, Prof. Barker generally chooses common-place themes, and how he treats them this will fairly show: DARNING STOCKINGS. Were there never a standing record, To measure time's rapid flight, Were there never a clock or dial, I should know it were Saturday night; I should know by the pile of stockings That the "six days' work" was ended, And the balls upon the table The needle, smooth and shining, For the rents in heel and toe. And every breach is mended In a manner most complete A dozen, neat and tidy, For as many busy feet; Let us learn from darning stockings From the midst of the selfish shadows Let our spirits mount above; The children of woe, we 'll befriend them, Whoever the sufferers be, We'll seek for their faults but to mend them With "stitchings" of charity. Prof. Barker is yet on the morning side of fifty. He was born near the eastern shore of Lake Champlain, in Vermont. His father was Nathan B. Barker, of the real Puritan stock-fought in the war of 1812while his father was a Green Mountain Boy, of revolutionary memory. It was in New Hampshire, whither his parents had removed, that Prof. Barker began his school life, and there he fitted for college, entering the school-room though, if we mistake not, instead of college halls. In 1845 he came to Western New York, and in this section has most of his subsequent life been spent, behind the teacher's desk, or in the editor's sancFor the past eight or ten years he has been fre tum. quently engaged in conducting Teachers' Institutes under appointment by the State Superintendent. As a teacher Prof. Barker has been uniformly successful, and in the profession of teaching he takes high rank. Few men have more friends among the teachers of the State than has he. The fact that he was elected President of the State Teachers' Association in 1868, testifies to his popularity. He has three times read the annual poem before this Association, with marked acceptance. One of these annual productions, entitled "Flats and Sharps," has been delivered by him on several other public occasions. He has often read poems before literary societies. In 1861 he appeared, as the poet, before certain societies of Hillsdale College, Mich., at their commencement gathering, and on commencement day the college gave him the degree of "A. M.” Prof. Barker took to writing very young, and when sixteen first enjoyed the sight of some of his verses in print. They were published in The Farmers' Cabinet, a paper printed at Amherst, N. H., in the office in which Horace Greeley learned his trade. Since then his poems have been very numerous, and have appeared in various newspapers and magazines, the Buffalo Courier, of late years, being his favorite medium of publication. He has contributed several poems to The Rural Home, one of which he has rarely excelled: |