The Normal College of New York City.

that shakes a household; girls brimming with animal spirits and fertile ingenuity for kittenish pranks — all subdued for the present, and thoughtfully observant of college discipline. Other girls, too, there were with natural serenity and dignity of manner; girls with sweet, clear faces and quiet ways, the good angels of their homes; girls with domesticity shining through them, and girls, alas! with suspicions of the virago about them; girls that, like Miss Miggs in Barnaby Rudge, would rather die than go up a ladder; girls that believed in round dances and theatres, and girls that execrated both those amusements; girls with shrewish angularity of feature, and girls of suffusive amiability; prudes and tomboys, the angelic and (presumably) the devilish, the extremest differences of temperament fused into a mobile, cohesive unit, which flowed along as rhythmically as a river in placid weather. The warmest praise of the normal school government is not undeserved, for while the discipline is exacting, the idea inculcated among the students is that they must be self-governing; they are placed on their own honor, and mean espionage is carefully avoided.

The exercises in the calisthenium last fifteen minutes, and no students are excused from taking part in them, except on a physician's certificate of disability. About three hundred girls were assembled when we entered, and under the direction of a teacher, placed on a commanding dais at the end of the room, they were performing simple and graceful evolutions to the music of a piano. The tune was lively; and the lines weaving