Prosperity and Adversity. 
Our first picture illustrates the prosper¬ 
ity of childhood. That age. of life so full 
of sweet simplicity and joy; those sunny 
days that gleam like genu far down the 
pathway of the past in sacred memories of 
homes that long ago have crumbled into 
dust and ashes or passed into possession of 
strangers. As we ting Payne’s “Home, 
Sweet Home,” and Woodworth’s "Old Oak¬ 
en Bucket,” how the very mists of time 
seem to life and rise from the valley, and 
reveal to eager view the little old home 
that was the sweetest, dearest spot on 
earth, with its great broad fireplace and 
swinging crane where hung the chicken 
pot-pie boiling o’er the blazing logs, and on 
the hearth the biscuit baking in the oven 
with its emhired lid, and all the joys of 
baking day, with smoking buttered rolls 
and scores of pies all ranged in rows upon 
the pantry shelf. And then the barn, the 
search f^r new-laid eggs, the orchard with 
its golden yellow fruit, the melon patch, 
the spring at which the pitcher filled while 
little Mary Jane and we shared our apples 
! and the slice of In each 
Three cheers—Hip, hip, hurrah! for the 
prosperity of childhood; those days of real 
wealth; rich in home, rich in parents, rich 
in brothers and sisters, rich in the sweet. 
