ftarfwiettt. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
WAITING ON THE STEPS.. 
INSCRIBED TO ST DEAR WIPE. 
Waiting on the steps, 
Sunshine in his hair, 
Kisses on his lips, 
Watching for me there. 
Ye3i he sees the cars 
Coming up the street! 
“ Does papa get off ? 
May I run to n.ect?” 
Now he claps his hands— 
Open swings the gate; 
Half a block he runs 
His papa to greet. 
Joy is in his eyes; 
“ Welcome home” he brings; 
Arms about my neck, 
Close to me he clings. 
He is “father's boy,” 
And his “mother's too!” 
Will / mend his toy? 
Tell him “ what to do?” 
One quiet summer evening, 
He threw me Ills last hiss. 
I turned me home again 
His “ welcome home " to miss. 
No prayers in his crib that night, 
No “pleasant dreams” said he; 
No boy. in the morning bright, 
Came from that crib 10 tne 
One golden Autumn day 
ne bade mamma “ good bye,” 
And left his boyish play. 
And went “ up in the sky.” 
And, at the golden portals. 
With kisses on his lips. 
My dear, he’s watching for us,- 
Is waiting on the steps. 
esty of English women; and it allowB the dress 
to fall in graceful folds. Such a crinoline is 
needed in America, 
— In Springfield, Mass., a wee little girl 
besought her mother as she was going out 
shopping, the other day, to bring her home a 
baby. The Indulgent parent selected a pretty 
doll and on her return made the presentation, 
expecting to see her naughter greatly pleased 
with it. But the precocious child could hardly 
keep the tears from her eyes, as she disappoint¬ 
edly exclaimed, “ I don't want that —I want a 
meat baby!” 
— It is asserted that women of taste in New 
York, as well as in Baris, wear crinoline of an 
entirely different size and shape in the street 
to that which is permitted upon occasions which 
call for a grand toilet. For street wear it is very 
small at the top, and expands only moderately, 
until it reaches a proper walking length, slightly 
deeper behind titan in front. For drawing¬ 
room wear, on the contrary, though still small 
at the top. it expands out to much wider dimen¬ 
sions, terminating behind in a sort ot trail, 
which adds much to the effect of a rich silk or 
moire antique.] 
—A woman writing of Washington life says: 
“Can one mingle in Washington gay life and be 
a consistent Christian? I ask the question 
daily. One is pretty sure to he put to the test. 
They come girded about with wholesome pre¬ 
cepts and habits. The accidents of position take 
hold upon them; day by day they fiutl weaving 
about them a bright insidious little web of social 
courtesies, adverse to their creed and their prac¬ 
tice. Shall they resist the charmer, charm she 
ever so wisely; crucify the lusts of the senses, 
and burnish bright the armor of self-denial; or 
is there a safe, rose-planted pathway this side 
the dizzy precipice, over which so many world¬ 
lings step into a dread eternity?” 
PERSONAL GOSSIP. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CHILDHOOD. 
BY EDWIN E. HAZE. 
Tkere’s a lonely green isle in the sea of the past, 
Where the waves of dark passion ne’er roll; 
Where I he sleet of old age never comes on the blast, 
Nor clings to its ever green scroll; 
Where clouds of the autumn never darken the sky, 
And the glory of spring nevor fades; 
Where the leaves of the forest never wither nnd die, 
Nor the flowers that spring in its glades— 
And n ray, from the glory of heaven, it seems, 
Comes down l.liro’ the mist from above; 
And the shores recede from the view, as it gleams 
On ike ever pure waters of love 
Tho’ the enchanted isle is now Tar away 
O'er the turbulent waters of life, 
Yet the merry hnm or iis long summer day 
I can bear far above their dark strife. 
And the low murmuring sound of the waves on its 
strand, 
Palls onchnntingly still on my ear, 
Tho' I’m tossed on the billows Tar out from the land 
That, mem'ry will ever hold dear. 
And, as I gaze o’er the waste to the far distant shore, 
One sad thought remains in uiy breast, 
And I sigh that my tempest tossed bark never more 
It that peaceful haven may rest. 
West Somerset, N. Y., 1864. 
— A woman writing of Speaker Corfax 
and a recent reception lie gave, says:—It. was a 
“most brilliant affair;” and the worthy man is 
said to do tilings of that sort with as much grace, 
courtesy and skill, as lie is sure to manage (lie 
graver affairs of life. Foreign ministers and 
cabinet, members, members of both houses, cul¬ 
tured and beautiful women, elegantly attired, 
were there. Music and simple refreshments 
wore pleasant features, and a high-bred, unre¬ 
strained flow of sociability the charm. The 
Speaker is doing a handsome tiling for Washing¬ 
ton society. lie is a fine-looking man, with an 
earnest, eager lace, and ju*t a slight, sufficient 
touch of grace to a well-knit figure, suggestive 
of strength and endurance. 
— A lady correspondent of a New England 
paper writes:—Sitting in the gallery of the .Sen¬ 
ate Chamber the other day, I took a woman's 
pleasure in gauging senatorial comeliness. Out 
of the ordeal walked On ar RES SUMN ku, as most 
combining a look of scholarly culture with a 
certain free and easy air of society. Senator 
IIaLe owns a haudsoine face, also Senator Ham- 
Bey. Senator FESSENDEN, of Maine, though 
not comely to look upon, carries a head well- 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
T-T O TE> E . 
When sorrow nnd doom oVrslmdow our way, 
How sweet is the thought, “quickly passing away;” 
We mourn not Time s flight, but bid him speed on, 
And live in the hope of blight days to come. 
nopn comforts the mourue - when earthly frionds fall, 
And apron! o'er tho scene is Dentil’s curtained pall; 
bike- an angol of mercy, to bios- and to cheer 
Through all of lifo's changes, bright nope hovers near. 
Hope sheds round tho couch of the Bufferer a light., 
She maketh the p ith of the dying crow bright, 
She illumes the dark recess of the cold tomb, 
Dispelling its sorrows, its doubts, and its gloom. 
nope wait? on the saints till their last. Meeting breath, 
'Tis t.hoir rod nnd staff through the valley of death; 
Thu- sustained and supported, they ,fear naught of ill, 
Aud the dark waves of Jordan linvo no power to chill. 
And glorious hopo ever beams from afar, 
It dawns on our pathway, a bright morning star; 
H leads our thoughts upward till they take hold within 
The veil of the future—if reveals the unseen. 
Cassadaga, N. Y., 1863. e. t. g. 
freighted with brain. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
DAINTY DEVICES. 
Ln painting, sculpture and heraldry, we find 
devices without uuinber to emblematize the 
artists’ ideals, give to the world the shadows of 
their thoughts, or show forth human pride iu all 
its daedal forms; hut nowhere do we meet with 
such dainty devices of love and its kindred emo- 
— It spems the Society to which Theodore 
Parker preached has called to them the Rev. 
Robert Colrvkr of Chicago. Ami ho has 
accepted the call. A Boston correspondent 
says of one of his (Corrykk's) recent lectures 
there: — Comparing some of our public men 
to various metals, lie said, “ Men of iron and 
steel, like Grant and Butrer; then of lead 
and pinchbeck, like Fitz John Porter and 
MuCi.Ki.RAN; men of a new and nameless met¬ 
al, but of undoubted value, like Meade; nieu 
of gold in the processor purification, like Lin- 
AVrlttcn for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CHRIST NEAR UNTO US. 
CHRIST is very near unto those who will draw 
nigh unto Him. lie lias said, “ come unto me, 
ye that labor, n Ac. Thus making it our duty to 
call upon Him without delay, lie was very 
near unto those with whom Tie daily walked 
and conversed. Those who reclined at table, 
slept under the same roof with Him, nnd those 
who saw His miracles and heard His doctrines 
of salvation proclaimed by himself, lie is 
equally near unto us of,the present day, spealc- 
—A writer gives the following reason fordid tions as upon the leaves of tho great book of g llAVi> and WrNTHROr.and a host, of others 
coln, aud of pure and utmllojed gold, like : ing unto us through His word—through the in- 
GOSSIPPY PARAGRAPHS. 
—Ali Pahiia, the Sultan’s grand vizier, was in 
Paris recent ly. A lady to whom he was intro¬ 
duced at a soiree, naively asked him:—“Is the 
Sultan married?” “ A great deal, madam,” re¬ 
plied the Grand Vizier. 
— At one of the Berlin theaters the director 
has issued an order suppressing the wearing of 
crinoline among the ladies of the theater on the 
stage. A revolution is confidently predicted. 
At least there is the premonitory agitation. 
—A COSTLY skating cap, that! A New York 
milliner obtained five hundred dollars damages, 
the other day, for abusive language from a gen¬ 
tleman Whose wife’s skating cap she had not 
trimmed satisfactorily. What a villainous tongue 
for a man to have in his head! 
— The sixth article of the Ohio Cheese Manu¬ 
facturers Association, recently organized, pro¬ 
vides that all ladies who are wives of members, 
and all other ladies who are superintendents of 
Cheese manufactories in the State, shall, upon 
request, be enrolled as honorary members of the 
Association. 
— Once there was a peasant, in Switzerland, 
at work in his garden very cariy in the spring. 
liking to see the dress drawn up during prome- Nature. 
nade because it somehow’ gives to every woman Spring breathes her delicate thoughts and her 
the appearance of that respectable but diininu- sweet aspirations into the brown fields, and lo! 
five inmate of a barn-yard, known as a bantam here and there in the green grass spring up her 
hen. Moreover, it requires certain points nnd ideals; blue violets white daisies and golden 
conditions, which, after all, only a few women buttercups yield Iheir fragrance and their beauty 
possess—such as small feet, a small, well-shaped at her gentle call, and make child-hearts all over 
ankle, a habit of wearing neat walking boots, the world merrier nnd child-laughter sweeter; 
and a properly shaped walking hoop. One wo- for where the children stray, over the hills and 
man in twenty may fulfill all these requisites as through the meadows, the bright blooms are 
she walks, with her dress elevated over her Bai- gathered, and the dainty devices are read by 
moral skirt, but the other nineteeu who also their earnest eyes aud woven into many a lesson 
within the vale.” Mr. Corryer is so unlike 
Thkodork Parker, that the friends of both 
look with interest toward liis coming career 
with the strong-minded, uncompromising 28ilil 
flueuceof the Holy Spirit—und in many ways 
unseen by mankind around us. His disciples 
conversed with Him, told Him their wants and 
necessities. It is equally appropriate for us to 
iaddress Him bv way of prayer. They saw Him 
Jt is John tho beloved taking the place of with tho bodily eye; we seo with tho spiritual 
Peter, whose sword was in his hand.— eye. Our love for Christ increases with our 
Imagiue in Theodore Parker’s seat a man, nearness of approach to Him. There is no rea- 
fair-haired and gentle-eyed, whose presence is wn why we who profess to be His, should follow 
a bene fiction, lifting up his hands and say ing, Him at so great a distance. 
“ Little children, love ye one another!” The impenitent have no valid reason for re- 
— Maury, the rebel— he of air-current uoto a%vay. no reason to scorn and reject His 
have their dresses raised in various ways, and 
at various points of the compass, will shock 
one’s taste and one’s ideas of propriety with im¬ 
mense feet, or an awkward, ungainly step, or au 
ill-fitting or neglected boot, or, worse than all, 
flop along under a pressure of sail occasioned by 
a too expansive crinoline—some of the ladies 
who have eagerly adopted a fashion to save their 
dresses being very far behind fashion in othar 
respects. 
SKATING COSTUMES IN PARIS. 
In the course of a lively description of skaters 
and skating in Paris, the correspondent of the 
London Post has the following “anent” the 
costumes:-r-“ Most of the fair creatures wear a 
pretty round hat, with a red or white wing, or 
feathers, and a veil, which invites the curiosity 
of youthful imagination. Any gay colored 
A lady passing said, “ I fear the plants which jacket, of any cut, decorated with any descrip- 
have come forward rapidly will yet be destroyed 
by frost.” Mark the wisdom of the peasaut:— 
“G-hd has been our father a great while,” was 
the reply. 
— In London a Professor Pepper is lectur¬ 
ing, and illustrates one of his lectures by intro¬ 
ducing a young lady clad in a muslin dress dip¬ 
ped iu a < heap chemical solution, to wiiich fire 
is applied in vain, so far as combustion is con¬ 
cerned. It will shrivel and singe, but it will 
not burn. What this solution is we are not 
informed. 
— In Monroe Co., Michigan, there is a Ladies’ 
Horticultural Association. Their second an¬ 
nual meeting was announced to take place on 
the 22d of February. The proper treatment of 
frozen plants, and how to insure winter blossoms, 
were the subjects announced for discussion. 
There are some other towns where such an as¬ 
sociation might he profitable and pleasant. 
— Asa historical fact it should bo recorded 
that the Empress of Austria has the smallest 
waist in Christendom. It measures fifteen and 
a quarter inches — about the circumference of 
her husband’s neck. And yet the circumference 
of her body at the shoulders is thirty-three and a 
half inches. And she thinks herself prettier 
for this distortion perhaps I Some foolish girls 
do. 
— A Mrs. Howard, by whom the present 
Emperor of the French had two children prior 
to his marriage with Eugenie, and who has 
the reputation or credit of having so advised 
Napoleon as to have materially aided him in 
tion of fur, is allowed; aud very pretty it is to 
observe the animated patches of red, violet, 
blue, white and black, darting about amid the 
for later years to muse upon. 
Summer comes with her ardent glances and 
wooes the green fields where the shadows begin 
to play amid the sunshine, and drops from her 
fair fingers red roses among the vines aud hedge¬ 
rows, that make the sweet summer air more 
fragrant, and load the robins wings with incense 
for their flight heavenward. Blue-bells and the 
modest mignonette lift their heads from the gar¬ 
den-beds und tell their stories of trust and sweet 
humility. Then comes Autumn, jolly old Au- 
tumu, with marigolds **hd the crimson and 
purple aster, that shod their lingering glory* 
over the earth; and so we are greeted, month 
after month, with the sweet, fresh blossoms,— 
dainty devices of their dainty fairy green—to 
lead us to cherish truer thoughts and happier 
imaginings than we would have known without 
them. 
Love and Friendship, Faith, Truth and Hu¬ 
mility, dear messages to us from that fur-off land 
that seemeth so near, sometimes, and anon looks 
to our chilled vision almost out of reach. Cher¬ 
ish these lessons you find written in the fields 
rlcty, was long ago accused of being a eharlatan; 
but his accusers hail not the influence necessary 
to a filet his position at Washington. But we 
see that at a recent meeting of the National 
Academy of Sciences, field at Washington, the 
Navy Department submitted the traitor Mau¬ 
ry’s Sailing Directions and Wind and Current 
Charts to the examination of the members. 
The result of their investigations was a resolu¬ 
tion declaring that these works emhraoe much 
which is unsound in philosophy and little that 
is practically useful, and that therefore they 
ought not longer to be issued in their present 
form. 
— We see it announced by the Court Journal 
that the name by which Albkrt Edward, 
Prince of Wales, will ascend the throne will be 
King Edward the Seventh. It is said this was 
the express wish of the lute Prince Consort, 
who thought that ARBKRT First would hardly 
sound congenial to the English ear. 
gloomy great coats and ugly hats and caps of ;md woocLs and b m lind r 
the men. But to continue my description ol the ^ woner ih )i 1|ft * rough and lhori)y way , 
ladies’ costume. Now comes the difhculty; to within ^ ht of that glorloU3 City where flowers 
describe the toilette, costume, dress, robe, 
modes—how ought it to be called?—of what 
comes below the jackets, casaques, polonaises, 
paletots — how ought such things also to be 
called? Well, that portion of female covering 
which begins after the waist, and in our day 
assumes awful proportions ^before it hides the 
feet, is in the ice-modes of Paris drawn up in 
festoons by unseen mysterious mechanical aid, 
leaving very visible nearly a whole pair of stock¬ 
ings, which may be red, or black, or “ fancy.” 
Then come the Polish boots, and then the silver 
skates. My limited descriptive powers are 
Happily no longer required; but if such en¬ 
chanting toilets do not lead to holy matrimony, 
men’s hearts are frozen as well as the waters ol 
the Bois de Boulogne.” 
Wn.\T we May Do.—N o human being can 
be isolated and sclf-smtained. The strongest 
and bravest and most hopeful have yet acknowl¬ 
edged and unacknowledged to themselves, mo¬ 
ments of hungry soul-yearning for compunidn- 
law. On the other hand He has every reason to 
bo offended in us. We have continually rebelled 
against His law. Many do not eome to Christ 
because He says they will not:—“ Ye love dark¬ 
ness rather than light.” Wo naturally prefer 
superstition, in our natural state, dread death 
and meeting our God. Many such live and die 
in superstitions dread and darkness. But it is 
our duty to eotno to tho light. Christ says “I 
am the way, the light, aud the truth.” That He 
is near unto us, is shown forth by his laying 
down His life for us, sending us His Holy Spirit, 
making plain Uie way of salvation through his 
truth, the word of God, and surrounding us with 
influences for good. Prayer, Praise and lip ser- 
voiee. are. uot all the e-eential qualities of the 
Christian. When Christ healed tho sick, He 
said, “ thy sins be forgiven thee,” without men¬ 
tioning any tiling that had been done to merit 
so great kindness. We should place full reliance 
on llis mercy in forgiving sin. “Search the 
scriptures, for in them ye think ye have Eternal 
Life, and they are they which testify of me.” 
Romulus, N. Y., 1804. ' P. W. 
LIGHT-HOLDERS. 
immortal bloom through the endless years of ship and sympathy. For the want of this what 
Eternity. 
Philadelphia, 1864. 
Crio Stanrey. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
TOO LATE. 
Courting by Book. — A gentleman sends 
to the lady of his affections, in another part of 
the country, a Bible with the leaf turned down 
at Romans, Chapter 1, from the fit It to the 12th 
“For God is my witness, whom I servo with 
my spirit in the gospel of his Son, that without 
ceasing I make mention of you always in tny 
prayers, making request if by any means how 
at length I might have a prosperous journey by 
the will of God to come to you, for 1 long to see 
Some people are always too late,—commence 
tho day by being too late out of their beds in 
tho morning, consequently too late for break¬ 
fast, too late at their business, too late for every 
transaction of importance throughout the whole 
day, too late at retiring to their rest at night, 
too late through life, too late in preparing for 
death,—and thereby necessarily too late for 
heaven and all its glories. 
And this class of individuals are more numer¬ 
ous than some of my readers may imagine; as 
the hastey conclude, perhaps, that I have over¬ 
estimated my subject. 
It has been my lot to know eome of these 
unfortunate (for unfortunate they surely arc) 
people, They are not only unfortunate them¬ 
selves, but, whether consciously or no, they 
render uncomfortable, and even unfortunate, 
those with whom they have to deal. 
1 therefore boldly denounce unnecessary tar¬ 
diness as an actual sin. Yes — a heinous sin 
against ourselves, and others. The laws of our 
wrecks of humanity He strewn about us, Youth 
wasted for the mocking semblance of friendship. 
Adrift at the mercy of a chance, for the want of 
a grasp of a true, firm hand, and a kindly, loving 
heart to counsel. It is affecting to seo how 
strong Is this yearning, so fatal to Its possessor, 
if not guided rightly, such a life-anchor if safely 
placed. “ Friendless!” What a tragedy may 
be hidden iu that one little word. None to 
labor for; none to care whether we win or lose 
In life’s struggle. A kind word or a smile coin¬ 
ing to Kuril an one unexpectedly at such crisis of 
life, bow often lias it been the plank of the 
drowning man, Jacking which he must surely 
have perished. These, surely, we. may bestow 
as we pass those less favored than ourselves, 
whose souls are waiting for our sympathetic 
recognition .—bunny Fern. 
The Parent never Wretched.— It 
would he unwise in us to call that man wretched 
who, whatever he suffers as to pain Inflicted or 
pleasure denied, lias a child for whom he hopes, 
and on whom he dotes. Poverty may grind 
him to the dust; obscurity may east its darkest 
mantle over him; tbe song of tho gay may he 
far from his own dwelling; his face may be 
securing bis present position, is in Paris, and it thut j may impart unto you some spiritual own being, of Life as found in Society ut large, unknown to his neighbors, and his voice may 
.• _JL.LU,, .11 J 1 J l J I . . _ , i t .. .» _... t • J... II, 
is reported divides the attention of the Emperor 
with his royal spouse—has become his counsel¬ 
ler-in-chief. 
— The New England and the Philadelphia 
Female Medical Colleges have adopted as the 
style and title of diplomas given to graduates, 
and of the degree conferred, that of Doctress Of 
Medicine. That is good sense. And we sug¬ 
gest that government, now that it is appointing 
women to such positions in the Postal service, 
recognize their sex, and instead of calling Mrs. 
JONES Posh-master, call her Post-mistress, 
gifts to the end that you may be established. 
That is, that I may be comforted together with 
you, by the mutual faith both of you and mo.” 
In return for which the Jady transmits a Bible 
to her lover, with the loth verse of the 14th 
chapter of St. Luke marked: 
“I pray thee, have me excused.” 
and even universal life, are so intricately and be unheeded by those among whom lie dwells— 
delicately arranged, ns to form a connecting link even pain may rack his joints, and sleep may 
in the acts of all beings. Each one, therefore, flee from his pillow. Yet he has a gem with 
exerts an influence, a tremendous, inestimable which he would not part for wealth defying 
influence upon their fellow beings, and tho computation, for fame tilling a world’s car, for 
world. tbe luxury of the highest wealth, or for the 
Got up too late in the morning, and you may sweetest sleep that ever sat upon mortal eyes, 
retard the advancement (for aught that you -*—*- 
The Heart.—D r. Lee, an eminent physi¬ 
cian, asserts that he has discovered,—by what 
means we are not told—that tho heart is the or¬ 
gan or seat, of nervous sensibility in the highosl 
— A London dealer describes a new style of degree—notihebrain as has long been supposed, 
crinoline as so perfect that a lady may ascend a Therefore, tho Bible, when It speaks of the 
steep stair, lean against a table, throw herself heart-broken, the It carp sorrow lng, the hearts 
into an arm-chair or occupy a fourth Beat in a grieving, the heart-bleeding, does not use lati- 
carriuge without Inconvenience to herself or guage unwarranted by physiological science, 
others, or provoking rude remarks from observ- but what the recent discoverers of that science 
era, thus modifying in an important degree all have demonstrated to be literally true—ripe 
those peculiarities tending to destroy the mod- saience falling into harmony with revelation. 
know to the contrary,) of untold generations yet 
unborn. Eat your breakfast later than you 
should in the morning, and you may impoverish 
many 6 man. Retire too late at night, thereby 
depriving yourself of necessary rest, that would 
give you stronger impulses to exertion, and you 
may deprive some weary one of even u couch to 
rest upon. Punctuality Is therefore a Virtue; 
and is <jne of the paths in the pathway that 
leads to heaven. 
Oh, may we aUvayB punctual be, 
And in no duty fail; 
As, launched upon Life’s Stormy Sea, 
For Heaven's sweet rest we sail. 
Brockport, Feb., ISM. Yuno. 
In conversation, humor is more than wit, 
easiness more than knowledge; few desire to 
learn or to think they need It; all desire to be 
pleased, or if not, to be easy. — Sir lFil/iam 
Temple. 
The Rev. Theodore L. Cuyreu, in an 
article with tho above title says: 
“ The lantern of a light-house is not self-lumi¬ 
nous. It has to he kindled by a hand from with¬ 
out itself. By nature, every Christian is as un¬ 
fitted to give spiritual light as tho empty tower 
on Minot’s Beef or on Sandy Hook would be to 
guide the mariner at midnight. God creates the 
natural power, the mental faculties, as the build¬ 
er rears the stone-tower of Eddystone or Sandy 
Hook, Neither natural heart or stone-tower 
are self-luminous. A hand from without must 
bring them light, 
“Conversion by the Holy Spirit is a spir¬ 
itual illumiuation of thosoul. God’s grace lights 
up the dark heart. Sometimes suddenly, as iu 
the case of Paul. Sometimes, as in the ease of 
John Newton, there is at first a feeble germ of 
light, like the lit tie blue point of flame on a 
candle-wick, and this germ of light grows into a 
clear, full blaze. Tho beginning of true reli¬ 
gion is iii tho first acts of sincere penitence—the 
first breathings of earnest prayer— the first liun- 
gerings after God—the first honest attempt to do 
right and to servo the Lord. Goil’s gniop, re¬ 
member, Is the only original source of tho light 
that makes any man a luminary in society. 
And when a man lias once been kindled at the 
cross of Christ, he is bound to Shine. 
“ And, (n order to do this, he need not bo con¬ 
spicuous in society for talents, wealth, or intel¬ 
lectual culture. The modest candle by which a 
housewife threads her needle shines as trul^as 
does the great lantern that burns in the tower 
of a City Hall. 
“An bumble saint who begins bis day with 
household devotions, and serves his God all day 
in his shop, or at his work-bench, is as truly a 
light-holder as if ho flamed from Spurgeon’s 
pulpit or Illuminated a theological class from a 
professor’s chair. To ‘shine’ means something 
more than the mere profession of piety ; it istiie 
reflection of Gospel-religion that makes tho 
burner .” 
Egotism is incurable greenness. An artist 
one who has more, not less respect for the com¬ 
mon eye. 
Aspiration without attainment is better 
than contentment without desire. 
Next to tho Bible and History, our old men 
are connecting links with the past, sent down 
from one generation to serve as a conservative 
element in the next succeeding, without which 
they might madly destroy themselves. 
