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KIDD'S OWN JOURNAL. 



SELECT POETRY. 



JOY m HEAVEN AND JOY ON EAUTH. 



I have come back through the twilight, 



Old home ! to gaze on thee ; 

 The tall white well-known chimneys 



Through the laurel hedge I see, 

 And thy rose-embowered windows 



With light in every pane : 

 Ah! dark and heavy is her heart 



Who seeks thee once again ! 



Hark ! what a peal of laughter, 



From the little ones at play ; 

 I've danced in yonder oriel 



As gleefully as they — 

 Or listened there to goblin tales, 



Till I shook with creeping fear; 

 That merry band would tremble too, 



If told that I was near ! 



Above, my mother's chamber! 



A lonely light is there; 

 I know it is her wonted hour 



Of solitary prayer; 

 Perchance she sits a-musing 



With " that Book" upon her knee, 

 And her tears drop slowly on the page — 



Alas ! they fall for me ! 



Through me, those threads of silver 



Have streaked her tresses brown ; 

 Through me, her tall and comely form 



Bends faint and feeble down; 

 0, might this dreadful anguish 



Her placid smile restore! — 

 " Who's there?"—" Mother ! thy child's 

 come home; 



BLESS HER, — she asks no more! 



THOUGHTS ON EATING. 



Every animal eats as much as it can procure, 

 and as much as it can hold. A cow eats but to 

 sleep, and sleeps but to eat; and, not content 

 with eating all day long, " twice it slays the 

 slain," and eats it o'er again. A whale swallows 

 ten millions of living shrimps at a draught ; a 

 nursling canary-bird eats its own bulk in a day ; 

 and a caterpillar eats five hundred times his 

 weight before he lies down, to rise a butterfly. 

 The mite and a maggot eat the very world in 

 which they live; they nestle and build in their 

 roast beef; and the hysena, for want of better 

 fare, eats himself. Yet a maggot has not the 

 gout, and the whale is not subject to sciatica. 

 Nor do we ever hear that an Esquimaux is 

 troubled with the tooth-ache, dyspepsia, or hys- 

 terics,though he eats ten pounds of seal and drinks 

 a gallon of oil at a meal, and though his meal lasts 

 so long as his meat. — Who would be a "beast?'' 



ORIGINAL POETRY. 



Vulgar Minds attempt to acquire factitious 

 importance by an impudent assumption of fami- 

 liarity with noble spirits. Genuine politeness is 

 the first-born offspring of generosity and mo- 

 desty; unauthorised freedoms are the trespasses 

 of impudence on condescension. 



THE MINE'S DISEASE. 



By Helen Hetherington. 



Nothing so truly breathes ofHeaven 



As gentle words, in mercy given, 



And actions kindly done ; 



The fiercest passions of the soul, 



E'en those which force could ne'er control, 



By kindness may be won. 



We do indeed rejoice to know 

 We thus can Happiness bestow, 

 And soothe the mourner's "breast; 

 Afford the healing balm of peace, 

 And bid those angry passions cease 

 Which rob the soul of rest. 



Fully is its power made known, 

 When Reason has resigned the throne, 

 And God withholds the light; 

 Light which illumes the human mind, 

 Where Truth and Wisdom are combined 

 With knowledge, pow'r, and might. 



Its value then is manifest 



When madness rages in the breast, 



And fiercely, force defies ; 



The soothing voice of gentleness 



(Kind words that pit}^ love, and bless), 



A pleasing power supplies. 



Oh, whilst with Reason we are blest, 



Let Kindness soothe the sufferer's breast, 



And Love all fears dispel ; 



Our holy thanks are due to God, 



Who has not on us laid his rod, 



But "doeth all things well!" 



DEATH,— AND SLEEP. 



* How wonderful is Death ! 



Death — and his brother Sleep ! 

 One pale as yonder waning moon, 



With lips of lurid blue; 

 The other, rosy as the morn 



When throned on ocean's wave, 



It blushes o'er the world ; 

 Yet, both so passing wonderful! 



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