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102 ' LIFE IS SWEET. 
sun. She has not for years slept two hours con- 
secutively. 
" I did not know which most to reverence, his 
patience or hers ; and so 1 said to them. ' Ah,' 
said the good man, with a serene smile, ' life is 
still sweet to me ; how can it but be so with such 
a wife?'" 
And surely life is sweet to her who feels every 
hour of the day the truth of this gracious ac- 
knowledgment. 
O, ye who live amidst alternate sunshine and 
showers of plenty, to whom night brings sleep 
and daylight freshness ye murmurers and com- 
plainers who fret in the harness of life till it gall 
you to the bone who recoil at the lightest bur- 
den, and shrink from a passing cloud consider 
the magnanimous sufferer my friend described, 
and learn the divine art that can distil sweetness 
from the bitterest cup ! 
Miss Catharine M. Sedowick. 
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