£twI-Sim$ and garnet. 
loved one of the circle was laid to rest. 
Then the roof beneath which we were born 
with its mossy eaves and trellised vines, 
passed into stranger’s hands, and the cold 
adversity of the broad world was before 
us, as with quivering lips and tear-dimmed 
eyes we walked down the path which in 
every age and clime begins and ends alike, 
from cradle to the grave. 
Oh, bitter adversity! We can give you no 
welcome, bid you no cheer, nor drink to 
your good health. We can extend no hos¬ 
pitality to you, however often you may 
force your unwelcome presence upon us. 
We stood in our first bitter grief crying 
over the broken pitcher at your earliest 
visit, and the nodding plumes of the solemn 
hearse will wave above us when you come 
last to our door. 
Go, thou despoiler of every thing but 
memory! that bright gleam of early life 
thou cans’t not take away! 
“Let. fate do her w«rst, there are relies of joy, 
Bright dreams of the past which she cannot de¬ 
stroy, 
Long, long be our hearts with such memories filled 
Like the vase in which roses have once been dis¬ 
tilled. 
You may break, you may scatter the vase if you 
will, 
But the scent of the roses will cling around it still.” 
— W. A. Peters , in Household Journal. 
SOUND SENTIMENTS. 
“Peace hath her victories no less renowned than 
war;” 
‘'The pen is mightier than the sword”—the sword all 
should abhor. 
Those truthful, worthy sentiments will stand the 
test of time, 
And while the sun sheds light on all, so, too, the pen 
will shine. — W. B. Derrick. 
John asks, “What is eternityV’’ Did you 
ever write a letter to your girl, John? Well, 
eternity is waiting for her to answer it. 
The newest idea is to send artificial flow¬ 
ers with the favorite perfume of the wear¬ 
er. Just think of a rose in a St. Louis 
man’s buttonhole, perfumed with old rye. 
“How old are you?” said an ancient 
dame to a grinning little tar-pot. “Well, 
if I goes by what mudder says, I is most 
ten, but if I goes by the fun I’se had, I’se 
most a hundred.” 
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