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HALIFAX, N. C.
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VOL. VIII.
WELDON, N. C., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 23, 1879.
NO. 84
Only A OIrl.
Only a sirl, both pretty ami poor,
I'oriteii to Work Ibr her dally brea1;
None to depnud on—of nolhInK Hiirn,
But bor Hleudor handa and (tlrUah bead.
Her Rlrliab bead with its beautlfnl dream;
Of tbo happy future wbiob iiber tdeal;
A ilrnain wlilcb la natural to blooinInK 18,
And wtalali, alas, Is too aweeC to te real.
Uor slender bauds, so dainty and email,
Bolt and pink as a baby's palm.
Sot aoniiitomed to labor at all—
Only these betweon ber and barm.
Only IbeHO, and a true, pure bean,
All Innocent mind and a will tliatiaatroag
Armed with tbeae from tbe very start,
Altbo’ only a girl she will never do wrong.
tOaii be found at bis offlce In Rufleld,
Pure Nitrous Oxide Gas lor tho Pain-
^aas Bjictractiug of Teotb always on band.
J«aa aa tt.
A KBKJSVf J. BO* TON,
ATTOBSIBY AT LAW,
WELDON, N. C.
Practices In the courta of Halifax, Warren and
■Adjoinlug counties and in the supreme and Fed*
eral ooarts. clilms colleotfid in any part or
Worth Carolina. JuneJTtf
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H, SiaiTH, JR.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
.fiooTLA»D Nkok, Halifax GooNTT N. 
Practices In the connty of Halifax and adjoin
counties, ajjiliu llie .xuiilcmo court of th
mate. J»u W ly
A D E LIW A .
It tbg day after New Tear'*—•
cold clear Taetday morniog—that I dis-
coniolatelj wend^ ny way to ■ehool,
wistiing that holiday* cane ofkener and
atajred longer, and regretting that out of
flfty twii tliere was only uua week of un
interrupted pleasure.
Tbe old red icbool house stood at the
junction of three roads, and as I raised
tbe little hill just before reaching it, I
saw, cumin); I'rom iho opposite d:re:ti.in,
a little Mack-clad figaro that looked like
n innfing blot on the unbroken white
ness of tho Bnont-covered landscape.
I never cnuld tell w'mt actuntuJ me
to linger on her moveaents as I did, or
why tbe so stron|>ly attracted me, but
from the first 1 think I must have loved
tbe child even before I was old enniigb
to slightly understand tbe mesciog uf
tbe word.
We reached tbe worn old door-stone
together, and, being a buy, not at all
afraid to speak to any one, much less a
timid little girl, I «ery coolly asked ber
if this was her first day at school.
“Yes; and I dread it in much,”
It was the tweeteat voice that I bad
ever heard or have ever beard siiice.
The peculiar rising inflected oo tbe last
words was like tbe short, clear, low
notes of a bird, and as purely natural.
Do you come every day ?”
Ilaf’nt missed a day this winter.”
Ob, I am so glad I”
VVby are you so glad?"
Because you are a good b»y. Won’t
you please tell me your name?”
Edward Durand.”
I like the name,” she said sweetly,
and, boy as I am, I wondered how any
mortal ever came by such ao angel
smile. All this time she bad been try
ing to untie the round worsted strings
of ber hood, but had only succeeded in
drawing them iuto a harder knot.
‘Won’t you please untie it for me,
Eddie?”
She held op her little chin, and with
out a moment’s hesitation I bent down
and did as she requested. It was such
a tender, confiding little face—wbo could
help loving it? I patted encouragely
the rose-red cheek turned toward me iu
a gentle truthluiness, and bade ber not
to be afraid, for she bad as good a
right to ciito'j to school ns any ouu.
‘'Ilallol where did that little black
bird come from?” cried kiiid-hoartcd
Ben Phillips as we futcred. "Come
along, little girl, and get warm, for you
look half-frozen.”
A general tittering and nudging fol.
lowed Ueu’d energrtlc seating of the
new scholar and one saucy little minx,
not understanding its significance, asked
pertly:
“What are you looking so like a crow
for? 1 hate a black dreis.
Tbe fuice that bad so charmed me
in the entry answered tho question iu a
strangly quiet way.
“My father is dead.”
A bush as if of death fell upon tbe
noisy group gathered around tho old
crackej store. The unwonted silence
was broken by tbe entrance of the
teacher, who rapped us to order, after
which be briskly called up the uew
scholars.
“What is your name!”
“Adelina.”
Mr. Pike looked wise,
“Adelina Lagrange, I suppose; and
you are the daughter of the lady who
has recently taken the Baldwin cot
tage ?”
“Yes, sir."
“Well, yea may take this seat,”
pointing to a bench not far from where
I was sitting, and without further ques
tioning Adelina had passed through tbe
trying ordeal of a “first day,” and was
duly counted one of us.
Her mother, it was rumored, was a
lady of refinement and cu'ture, but very
proud and reserved in her demeanor
for a person who was obliged to teach
music for a living. Mrs. Lagrange, at
aiiv rate, was y»uog, handsume, and re
cently widowed—at least the length aud
newness of her veil indicated to observ.
tog feminine eyes that the bereavinent
was recent, and that is ail tho gossips
Itnew about her.
Tlie summer term bruught Adelina
again to the old red school house, but
so changed outwardly that we hardly
knew her for the sombre “blackbird” ol
the pretious winter. She fluttered in
one morning dressed in white, with sasb
and shoulder-kuots of cherry ribbons—
the loveliest cicature Ie»er saw.
At noon she came to mo and said,
very !
“After to-day I am not coming any
more.”
•Whyr
“I am going to the city to live; but
you were kind to me tbe first day 1
came, and I tell you for that reason,
and because you didn’t mind untying
my hood for me.”
I felt her going so keenly that I cou a
not sturdy, try as I would, and io jc a-
sequence my grammar lesson was u de
cided failure. I went home frum school
her way that day, taking car* that the
other Hboltri should not tuipect my
motives.
When I came In sight of her she was
standing moliouless by tho roadside, at
tentively watching a yellow jacket buz-
iling for sweets in tho downy heart of a
white Canada thistle.
Years after, when miles and miles
away from that spot, I could abut my
eyes of a baty October afteronon, with
a five o’clock sun dipping toward tbo
tree-topi, and ie« • little girl, lovely as
the blush of tbe luutet, gaziag pensively
at • bee apoo a common roadside
flower.
Did It itlng yon?” I aiked, assnming
a very sympathetic air.
'No; beea never ating me, and I’re
watched them dance on tbe tblstle-heads
all aummer.”
“I did not know that you loved them.
Most girls are afraid of bees.”
“Yes; but 1 am not.”
She turned from the rank patch of
thi'tlf.s and slowly resumed tier walk
homeward.
When we came to the lane where our
paths separated, she put up her little
arms to be taken and kissed before
leaving me, as she said, “to come back
no more."
“lie good to ynursilf, Kddie, and
next winter, if any little lonely Adelinas
rome cold and frlchtened to tho old red
school-bouse yonder, be kind to them
as you were to me."
Something choked io my throat, and
[ cnuld not say a word; but I kissed
her more than once; and after that she
had slipped from my arms and
was twenty rods away, I sat down
and cried like a baby, because I was
never to see Adelina again.
It was not long before the rumor was
rife in tbe neighborhood that
Mrs. Lagrange bad married a mid
dle-aged city millionaire, and that
the young widow and ber child had
found a new protector in place of
tbe one death bad taken from
them.
Years flitted by—I was twenty-four;
I had fought through the great rcbellioa,
entered the army a priv.tte and came
out of it a captain, shattered in health,
and utterly depleted in pocket, to find
myself at home again, ill altogether dis
trust ful of fortune’s smile.
In my frrquent walks to the village
post-oilice I ofter passed by the old red
school house, and never without a sigh
of regret for tho many happr, cnre-frce
days spent within its battered walls,
Among the letters hauded to mo one
moruiug was ooe postmarked New
York, which informed me of the agree
able fact that, through the instrniacn-
tality of a friend of mine whom lie r.-us
anxious to servo, tho undersigned, Mr.
Maxwell, had been induced to extend to
mu a commercial opening at tho liberal
salary of two thousand a year, to he
increased if nicriieJ. There was I'urlune
for me iu tbe oQer, and I acceptcd il
with alacrity.
Air. Maxwell, a rich New York mer
chant, from tho first took a lively
interes in my advancetuent. The un
known friend I could nut uucuuiit for in
any other way than by supposinc: it to
bo some soldier comrade whom I had
befriei'ded io the past.
Withiu a month I was fairly estab
lished at my new post of duty, and suc
ceeded io pleasing Mr, Maxwell so well
that, at tho begiunii'g ot the sccond
year, bo sent nio to Europe iu the
interest of the house. When I returned
I was given a week's vacatio:', which I
spent among the breezy hills of my old
country home, passing tho pleasant Sep
tember dais in trampiug through the
woods and fields and by-ways that weie
the chosen haunts of my boyhood.
I was just turning tho curve iu the
road where the Canado thistles grew,
and so lost iu my walking reverie that I
was almost opposite a lady standing io
their midst before 1 was aware of her
presence.
“I am glad you still love tbe nld
scenes, Mr. Durand,” she said, without
expressing the least surprise.
I was asttmished. Here was a lady
whom, to tbe best of my knowledge, I
bad never seen before, addressing me
as familiarly as if we bad known each
other alt our lives.
“Names are treacherous things, and
if I were ever so fortunate as to have
knowu yours, I am guilty of having for
gotten il,” I replied.
“Men forget easily, I am toUl; but I
had hi pod to find you au exceptiou to
the rule.”
A very awkward silence on my part
ensued. She to. k pity on my evidnnt
embarrassment, and continued:
“Has your battle with the world
entirely driveo from vcur recollection all
the old school laces?’
Her voice dropped to its old, sweet,
clear, wioning cadence, thrilling my
whole being with delight.
“Adelina I”
I caujiht her band, and, before I
knew what was doing, had carried it to
my lips aud Iti'tsed it,
“Excuse me,” I stammered; “but I—
am so glad to see you, and you seem
just the same litlle girl I kissed here
years ago—not n bit taller, not a bit
older—only Adelina, always lovely and
alw.ays loved,”
Then I told ber all about myself, how
prosperous I was. and tho strange
manner in which I had been brought to
the notice of iny kind employer. When
I had Quisbed, she merely said, iu ber
simple way:
“I know it.”
“You seem to know everything. Dj
yon know Mr. Maxwell?”
“He Is my father.”
“And my uuknowa frieod."
“Adelina.”
I staggered back, io my soul ashamed
that I should owe every good In life—
everything—to a woman wbo owed me
nothing but the poor favor of once
having untied for her a wretched black
and white worsted hood.
I turned away, cut to tbe heart, but
she out out a detaining band.
“Dou't go, Mr. Durand—that is, don’t
go feeling burt; for it would nake me
very unhappy if you were to go away
angry with me.”
“Unhappy 1 Wbat am I, that a pain
ta me should', render 'you* unhappy?”
I answered bitterly.
“I knew of do other wayjia wbicb to
express my gratitude.”
“Qratitude for what?” Tho*question
was redely abrupt, but she took to
notice of my ungracious speech.
“Gratitude for the kindness given me
long ago, und which I have missed ever
since tlio d iy we parted here by the
roadside.”
“Are you conscious of what it is you
arc saying, Adelina?”
"Perfectly.”
“How am I,"to understand ynur
words.”
"That I leave to ynur good judg
ment." she smiled, lowering her eyes.
She had an instant illustration of my
“good judgment," iu the way I im
prisoned her little bauds io both of
mine, and kissed the sweet mouth for
its shyly whispered promise.
I walked home with Adeliua—oh, Si)
happy I and when I asked ber band of
Mr. Maxwell, ho said,
“I have anticipated your request by
keeping you under my eye for more
thau two years, Adelina is tbe best
and truett girl iu tho world, but I
believe you to be as worthy of her as
any man living, and give her to you,
confident that you know how to prize
the treasure you havo won.”
And so, not long thereafter, I married
Adelina, tbo love of my boyhood, and
tho crowning glory of my later years.
How to Kel'nvo au OlTor.
THE WAY A FRW OF THE FAIK SEX
WOULD MAKE A RUFUSAL OF
MARniAOE,
greatast compliment io his power; but
pain is finally predominaat wbeu I feel
that my sentiments in return are those
of esteem and not love. Forgive mo if
I cause present disappointment or even
unbappinass; I cannot oQiir you dross in
exchange for gold, and I hope you will
feel io this that I am now acting both
for your happiness aud my own. Yours
most truly, Marmitg.
You must consider yourieif ‘scratched,’
old naa, for tbe ‘filly’ stakes, so far as I
am coeceroed. The odds bave been
heavy against yeu from the time you
first entered, but since that dark horse,
Charlie, has wun his trial with ane la tbe
cantor, you are quite out of tha batting.
Awfully sorry, but better lack next
time, you know.
Iriab LHudlords.
Some time ago, Mr, Labounchere,
the editor of the Londoa Truth, offered
two guineas for tho best letter refusing
a propos il of marriage. The price was
awardee to “I’ortia,” nhoso letter is
given below with several others of n
like nalure:
Hr.ionTON.
Dear Sir. I am very sorry j I
appreciate you immensely, but I cannot
give the casket without the gem,
POBTIA.
Pi'ar Mf. Ciilban In dcc!iuiug the
honor of an oiler from you, I am con
strained to own, injustice to my judg
ment, that I only refuse such a one
because I Imvo accepted such another.
JlllUNfJA.
I am nutered by your ofTer, but must
nevcilhele.sj decline it. My regret at
the iiocessity of thus paining you is only
equalled by the great honor I consider
you have done me, Ueast,
Friend evea, husband never. No,
ibank you. A. S U.
Paur Mr. :—Tniro b.ick your
ufler. I cannot send a refusal te you,
the fiiend I su value and esteem.
Deeply sensible of the greate^it compli-
meut that can be paid to a woman, I am
yet unable to accept the oflfer,
Auual.
Your proposal honors me, hut as high
esteem cannot give place to sincere
ad'ection, prudence compels me to de
cline. Suffolk.
, Honor and friendship you gain
unaiiked ; obediecee and love you will
uever win from Glady Ar Tudor.
Please believe that though I cannot
accept your ulfer of marriage, I have a
higher opinion of myself io haviog been
able, even uuintentionally, to wiu the
aflection of one so worth uf a womau’s
best love. IIammono.
I have tho highest opinion of your
character and worth, and fully appre-
ciutu tbe position you would confer
upon tue, but I cannot accept yonr
offer. I hope the sincere asiuraoco of
my esteem will io some degree alle
viate the paiu I fear my refusal may
cause you. Pettifog.
I desire to thank you for the honor
you have done me, but could not possi
bly accept your ofler, because I love
you too well as a “whole” to reduce
you eveu to a “better half.”
Boiling Point.
No, dear, mother says I mustn’t.
Poou Polly.
Dear Sir—In declining a proposal
which, I trust you will believe I appre
ciate as the highest compliment you
could dossibly have paid me, I beg to
assure you, iu all sincerity, that upon o
review of my own demerits it is my
belief that my refusal uf your ofler of
marriage is tbe best and most unselfish
returu I can make you ISelieve me to
be, yours siucerely. Pink Domino.
I can hardly say whether I am more
surprised, pleased or pained by this
most flattering expression of your feel
iugs for me. Surprise is dominant
when I think of my own unworthiness;
pleasure when I reflect that ooe whose
' upiuiou I value so much pays me tbo
A largo niaj irity of the farmers of
Ireland have no leases of the land they
till, but pay tho rent from year to year,
liable at any time to be ejected, as
Rometimcs they are, for trivial oQunees.
There seems no link of sympathy on tho
part of these landlords for tho welfare
or prosperity of their tenantry. The
business part of receiving the rents is
done through agents, and, unfortunately,
these ate valued in many instances by
their employers on their ability to col
lect tho rants without paying much at
tention as to the methods adopted, I
ha*e wet and talked to many Irish
farmers who never saw their landlord,
although livin.'j oo their places all their
lives. Tliere are some few good, ki d
hearted landlords in Ireland, who give
encouragement and take an interest in
their tenantry, and these show it at a
glance, for they live in habitable bouses,
and farm their land to better advantage.
But tbe bulk of the landlords spend
eight-tenths of their time, and nine-
tenths of their money, in the South of
France and I'^igland. They are, to
sum it up In a sentence, a miserable,
worthless set of absentees, who have it
in their power to do so much good if
they would only try. Tho tenantry
whom, as a rule, are hard-workl^ig, in
dustrious people would meet them more
than half way if they were offered any
encouragement to better their condition,
especially in their bouses, many of
which are not fit to bouss cattle.—New
ark Advertiser.
TIioGrovk lti|» Van Winkle.
Kpimenides is the original of Rip
Van Winkle, whom Wasbiagton Irving
and Jeflerson have made so real to ua.
It is told of him that once, when ho was
sect by his father into the fields to look
for sheep, he ot midday turned out of
tho road and by down in a cave and
fell asleep. Whether the cave was im
pregnated with gas such as helped the
priestesses of tho orucle into their
trance, tradition does not say, but
V'piniRiiides slept for fiCty-seven years.
It is curious to think of tliii in connec
tion with the fact that at tho present
liay scientific theories should be put
forward up on the possibility of pro
longed suspension uf nnicoation by re-
fri^;eraliou, des'.ccation or othorivise.
When we think uf tho various animals
that hibernate, ai>d i>f thono that are
dormant for indi'fioite peiiods, we may
reasonably allow that for an occasional
humau being of exceptional characteris
tics to suflier suspension of physical func-
tions may, however extraordinary, bo
yet an occurrence of the believable side
of tlie borders ol tliu marvelom. Wbea
Epimenides awoke ho went oa looking
for the stray sheep, thinking he had
been taking a hrief noonday nap; but,
as he could pot find that long defunct
auiinal. ho went back throngh the field,
where he fonnd every thing changed
and the estate in another person's pos
session. In great perplexity ho came
back agaio to the cily, and, as he was
going into bis own house, he met cer
lain folks who inquired of him who be
was. At last lio found his younger
brother, who had now become aa old
man, and from him be learned all the
truth.—University Magazine.
SuccesHlull Busineas Women.
One of the flourishing Fiflh-slrect shoe
stores is managed entirely by two young
ladies, Mias Itilsy and Mias Llnebsrt.
Kvery part ol the biisineas is attended to
by them. They keep the liooka, aliend to
the stock, onii open the stoie in tho morn-
i-ig, and clofee it at ni^ht. Whun boxes ol
jjoods arrivj Hicy i pm tliim witli hand
and Uatciliet, fjuite as well aa a youui;
man could do. Tliey give onleis lor new
gocile. Aliout \h) only duly llie owner of
tiie store iiaa, is the not unpleasant one ol
comins in occasionally to relieve the cash-
box.
Not a stioe eloro in tho city is better
kept timn this one, which two gitls cany
on. They arc ifUiieti aud genii ■ in tlieir
laanncrs, ami ao prompt ami polite in bus-
inesa tliat tlicy ale^aidto l)U buildmu up
an cnvial'le trade. One is ol Jewish, tire
other ol Irish disecnt. They have baen
intimate friends lor live years, having
haen fcllow-clerka lor lliut length of time.
Botli are the liauphtera ol widowed
mothers, and aid largely in supporting
their lumiiiLS.
Tbeae excellent girla are only another
instance to bh >w that wiien a woman
works for her living there is always a good
reason lor it. It ia not loo much to say
that three-loBrlhs of the woman who earn
money have othets than themselves to sup
port. Ol triple-plated meanness, there
fore, is tho spirit which seeks to restrict
womans labor in any way whatever, or
which grudges her equal pay wilh man
lot equal work.
Tbe game of poker is very old.
Shakespeare excelled in it. You re
member where be says, ‘ I'll call tbee,
Hawlev
A Dot Weather Mermon.
[Now York Qraphie,]
It's a mlnistar. Poor man. Ua Is quite
proaehrd out. lie wants a rest this bot
weather. Let ui send him to Bumps, to
tho Adlrnndaeks, I* the White Mountalos.
Good. Wo will. We will. Close the
church. H‘.op preaching. Let him go
and cool off. F»rBW«ll.
It is tha rest of u.. Wo are 900,000
strong. Wa arc quitu fagced oat. It Is
hot weather. Wo want a rest. We want
to go to Europe, to the Adirondaeks, te
the White Muantains. Will sensbedy
send us t Will some country bretber fill
ear pulpit I
All in tbe affirmative lay “Aye.” Nega
tive, “No." Nolnetlnollt
The uoes have It.
It is a jud^e. Salary 915,000. Poet
mao. He’s quite overworked. Sat oa
the beneh thirty days last year. Ivi't it
std t ITow nnruorcllully tha publio do
work their piiM servints. Get him off!
Of eourse. And double bis salary. Put
him on iue, poor mnn. Let him cool off.
All is the iillinniitivc Buy "Aye.”
Aye I ayi! 1 eye I
It is a fiiile^mi.n or a woman lu a New
York div goods storo. They woik hit in
hours a day. Give them a rest ? Send
them to Kurope, to tho Adlrocdaeks, to
tbe While Mounlainsf
No. Can't think of It. liustncss Is
business. Sympathy depuuls upon the
amount ot saliiiy n mnn gcia. Look at
ihat poor 115,000 overwoiked judge.
P.ior Ulan 1 Haw he fUll'iTi'd thia hot
weather. Put him an ice. Put the
clergyman on ice. Thu laboret is wsilhy
ol his hire.
All ia lavor ol that tllteen-heur worked
tea-ntote cleik coing for a ten week’s
vacation to the Ailiron.Ufl:« to tiab with
th.’ UiiV. Mr. Marry, say “.\ye."
Conltary miniedt
“Nol No 11 No II!
Tho Innocent Hehoolmaster.
ne dorsn't know very much. Ue can
ask the questionr laid down iu his text
book, and can detsrrniDC with a goad de«
gree of aeenracy whether the answers ate
repeated corri'ctly, lie carries a pen over
his ear, a stick in his right band, and a
book in hia pocket. lie considers it ol
moru importance to socure obedience end
submisaion than intellceial discipline.
He frequently says ; ‘’Iiearu your lessoni
II you ask any qnestious you shall be pun-
ishedl It is not for you tJ know the rea«
son whyl Wiser heads than yours or mine
havo written those boo!», and it is yoor
duty to learn what is written, and mine
to maka you do it I Study!”
lie rrquircs nbrelule, uoqueslloolni;
submission, lie neither tbiuks lor himself,
nor permits his pupils to do so. lie be-
lievt'3 liia bojhs, on J lollows bis nese. £Io
is the sworn uaumy of norm'll sehools,
t0HC‘ier’ instittttcB, and u liversal Iree edu
cation. With ncvr lext-bonks ho has no
patience, and takes no special interest in
inventions; in fact, he rather more than
half bi liuves that Etiison is a ’.lumbun,
lie daily puts on tbo sUulieup of bis own
icnorance, and lives in tire lo;4gy almost
phere ol hia lavorito pipo, and one of theao
daya bo will wiap tbe drapery ol his sung-
slainod gaiineula about him and lie down
unhonoied, unwept, aiul UDrBiacmbered,
The uIkivu ia no ideal s::ctch. Wo have
many such teaoheis yet lingering in tho
vaileys ol our ilaik corners. It ia only by
persistent ellorla that ilrey ran bo driven
Irnm th? teacher’s ranks into the darkness
of obscurity.
( hooriiilncNH.
I onco heanl a yonug lady gay fo an
individual,‘'Your couiilcuenco to me is
like tile shmio" ann, fur it always
gladdens me with a ciiecrlul look.” A
merry or cueertui countenHnre was one ol'
tbe things which Jeremy Taylor said his
onemics and peiaocutora could oat take
Hway from him. There are sumo persons
wbo spend their lives in this world as they
would spoud (heir time if shut up in a
dungeon. Kvcrytbing is gloomy and foru
Iridding. They go mouroiag liom day to
day, they hsra eu litlle, and cunstaotly
unxi ms leet wbat little they bave should
escape out of their hands. They always
look upon the dark sido, and can never
cnjfly tho j^ood that is present for the bVll
that is to come. This is not religion,
lieligiun makes the heart cheerlul, sod
when ils large and benevoteat prisciples
ar e exi'iciacd, men will bo happy in spite of
tbcmselvis. Tbo indoatiious bee docs not
stop to coninlsiu liiere are so many
poisonous dowers and thorny branches In
the road, but buzzes on, selecting the
honey where he 'an find it and passing
quietly by tho places where it is not.
There is enough In this would to eomplain
about and and find fault with, it meu have
tbe disposition. We olten travel an a
hard and uneven road, but with a cheerlul
spirit aud a beait to praiss God lot his
mercies, we may walk therein great com-
lort, and come to the end of our jouiney
io peace.
tiivo mo a calm and Lhankful heart,
It mi every murmur IVoo!
Tbo l)leaalni;B of thy ijraoo impart,
And riiako ino llvo to Iheo.
Tho UId Homo.
There are bitter threa>la woven in tho
lives ol ail. but to m; miud Ihcto is notb-
ins 80 bitter as giylng up tiie old home.
When we look back lor the last time
through the old avenue, with its grand old
lorest trees beneath wbnBO shade our child-
iab Icet have oflen flrayed, blithe and
happy aa tho lark ; or when, in our niatu-
rer years, we have been oppressed with
cares, how oltcn it has been out wont to
while away au anxious hour with tho blue
canopy ol heaven about us, and the dear
old trees with the wind eighiag through
them lor silent Iriends.
And the old tifuso-ahall we ever lorgct
iti How many d;amas in ivory day lile
havo been cnsc'e i be'ieath ita tool 1 There
is no room hut has sonio sacred memory
connected with it—memories ol happy
hours passed with loved ones gone to
realms of endless joy. And when, like tbe
ahenherds ol old, we see the "star of prom
ise" rising in tbe east, and are called to
that "bourns from wbeui^e oo traveller eie
returns,'’ the recol'ection of tbe old borne
will be an oasis in mi m rry’s deiert
“Have you a motber-in-law?” asked
a man of a disconsolate looking person.
“No,” bo refilled; “but I’ve a father
ID jail.
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