October, 1880.
THE WEST SHORE.
"ABIDE WITH US."
Thick 011 Thy world I Us all things' that are beautiful,
Fair art Thy skies from ths dawn to tha night,
Thouaandi of singers ohant songs sweet and dutiful.
Btay Thou with ui, and wa too ahall hava light.
Lord, tli Thy faoa turning aarthward In tenderness
Makelh all nature be happy and gay ;
Wa an In sorrow, alone and defonderleas,
Lord, abide with us, and bleaa ui to day.
All the (air flowers bend their hoaila u harmontouely,
Nearer they creep to the feet ol their King;
All the glad birds lift their voice! melinlloualy,
Master, lUy with us, and we too ahall altiif.
We have grown aad through long wlntera o( oarelulnoei,
Now tho aun ahiuea, and the aummer la hore ;
Hond thou the cry that we offer iu prayerfulneas.
Thou art our Joy-Ulvcr, Lord, oonie Thou near.
Bee, we are eairer, oonfUIIng, and emulous,
We would lain keep Thee aa othora hvo kept :
None have como eloaa to Thee, howfiil 1( treuiuloua,
Then, disapiiolnted, returning, hava wept,
80 do wj hold Thee, In lalth and In lowllneai,
Are we not eorrowful, needing Thy low f
Come to ui, etiy with us, teach ua Thy holluoea,
Then lead us home to be with The above.
Fair on Thy wor'd He all things that are beautiful,
Ulad are Thy children from morning to night;
Lord, we adore Thee, now strong, Inval, dutiful,
Feeling Thee near us, we walk In Thy light.
JfurianiM Farningham.
THE QUEEN AND THE WAIF.
811k and diamonds and trailing lace,
Haughty carriage and fair proud faoa;
Out from the palace towering high,
Grand and bray 'neath the bending iky;
O'er the lawn with its cariet green,
Lightly stepping oamo Auatrla'e ueen,
Flashing gems In tha summer lun.
Jewels gleam on her royal hands,
Clasp her arms with their shining banda,
Hparkle and grow where the sunbeams fall;
But the moat precious of them all
The nurse Is holding with tender oere
The royal baby roay and fair:
Pressing fond kisses on cheek and brow,
The ljueen Is only a mother now.
Down tha lawn In IU shadow deep,
A beggar woman lies asleep.
Hunger, poverty, pain and oara
Ilerken the faoa once young and fair;
There by tha wayside seeking rest,
Heaping a balie Uwn her breaat,
Its hungry wall scrim the green
Btlrs tin heart of the mother (jueen.
Down on tha green grass, kneeling low,
Baring her bosom white as snow,
Laying a child without a name
Where only royal babies hava lain,
Feeding It from her own proud breaat,
Hungry, atarving-ah, there's the tesU
Mother love spans Uie ohasm wide;
U,ueen and station must stand aside.
SCHOOL REMINISCENCES.
White reading with pleasure the school rem
inisoencee of some of your contributors, I am
tempted to give you a short chapter on the
same subject, if it haa not grown threadbare.
These eoenes stand out so vividly in my mind,
and show with such dear lines the difference
between then and now the old and new in ed
ucational ways. Those wars days when stern
ness ruled the school, and awe, not lore, kept
us in the right wsy. When tasks of Scripture
wsra set us to learn as punishment for misde
meanors, and ths pride of pupils was to see who
could transgress most without being found out.
I recollect a long task being set for me to lesrn
as s punishment for taking a feast of green ap
ples, with mil, in school, with another little
irl who sat behind the door with me. The
ecture that followed oontained no explanation
as to tha harm to oar stomachs of such a diet i
only the great sin of not "minding our books"
was held up in all Its enormity. But the task
from KsreUtions had its s fleet. For two or
three) years I never dared to go out of doors
after dark for fear of meeting ths "beast with
seven heads and tea horns," or being hit oa the
head with some of ths contents of those "rials
o( wrath." A rial was a very oommon recepta
cle of medioine in those days. Of any modi
olus I had a horror, but to Lava it poured ou
one's head from heaven would be terrible. I
used to look up, when I had committed any
childish sin, to see if I could discover any trace
of the vials ooming down, and would take oare
to stay under a roof for a while.
Once a week we learned one of Watt's hymni,
or a psalm in motor, to repeat The lines of
one hymn greatly mystified me
"The moth around Die candle wheela
What were the candle wheela, and whore could
I soe them ? But I should never hsvs dared to
ask the teacher about it And thus my child
ish mind groped along (or several years.
We had a lady toacher from Boston one sum
mor. She waa prim, precise, exacting and
somewhat storn. When she pursed her thin
lips snd loaned forward in her chair without
bending her back, and tapped her little bell
once and said, "Young ladies, loss levity,"
thore was a suddeu oeasation of amilos and a
llxed attention to books. She wss conscien
tious, and meant to be kind, as I now know
but to mo then she was something to dread,
and kept my littlo heart jumping iuto my
mouth moat of the time during that, to me,
eventful summer.
At the close of a long day, after the books
were laid aside, she said in tones that sounded
very loud to me, and very awful, "Kmma
8, yon will please remain after school to
night" To be requested to remain after school
could mean nothing but wrong-doing on my
part and a leoture or punishment on hers. As
I sat puzzling my brains to recall what wrong
I had oommitted, or what duty omitted, my
oheeks flushed, my eyes tilled with tears, and
trembling from head to foot 1 sew the last one
of my playmates tils out of ths school grouud.
I never oan forget the dread and awe I felt at
that moment I think to be loft sutirely alone
with that teaoher for ons half hour, just to
have her ait still and look at me. without mov
ing or speaking, would have been sufiioient
puuishmeut for any sin I may have committed,
although she never whipped us and seldom
scolded. But I wss timid and sensitive, snd
thore wss no love nor sympathy between teacher
or pupils.
I thought of how I hsd hidden my shoes In
a hollow Tog on the way to sohool, and come
bare-footed, because my greet friends, ths Hixon
girls, cams without shoes. I thought of the
hole in the skirt of my dross, kept together with
pins, of ths part I had taken with others in
teasing Bub Weeks, aged four, because he wore
dresses and his sister brought a little pillow on
whioh he took a nap evary day. Kaoh of these
enormous crimes rose up in my mind, and I
wondered for whioh I was to bs arraigned.
When we were alone ths teacher oloered her
throat and said in solemn tones i " Kmma, you
bars now arrived at the age of 10 years. It is
proper that yon should begin to writs composi
tions. I wish yon to writs ons for nsxt week,
This is Friday, and your composition mut be
brought in next Monday, As you are inexperi
enced in writing, I will assist yon by giving yon
a subject U is this;
" Tha spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, la cable,
to man's strongest lie oa earthly bllaa."
I sat dumb, bewildered. Had shs told ms to
writs a sermon and preach it on ths next Hun
day, I should bavs felt quite as competent
And yet I had no thought of disobeying hsr.
I must writs ths composition, thst I knew, snd
yet I oould not I oould not svsn recollect ths
subject and timidly asked her to writs it down.
With my son-bonnet wsll pulled over my fsos
and ths slip of paper in my band, I walked
slowly horns and sat down on ths front door
stuns to think of it all and wonder what 1 oould
do. My heart waa too heavy to join ths other
children in their pier at ths back of ths house,
Ths gsts olicked. 1 looked up. Uncle llobert
was ooming. Great-hearted, tender, loving
Uncle llobert I Boeing ma sions and in tears,
it did not tsks loog, as I sat opoa bis knee,
with his arms about me, to unburden to him
the whole story. As I gars him ths slip of
paper with the subject upon which I was ax
CKitod to wrilo, I woudontd what made hiiu
ugh so long and heartily. The matter was so
senous to me. At longtlt putting ths slip of
paper in his rest pocket, he took my hand and
led ms down ths walk to ths garden at the aids
of ths house. It waa a sweet old-fashioned
garden, with its ohamomile bed, and its patches
of thoroughwort fonuel and dill. On ons side
were vegetables, and on ths other grew naming
floppies, yellow marigolds, ragged ladies, holly,
locks sua sunllowers. I loved them all, and to
this day no flowers are so sweet Ou ths flower
side were some hives of bees, standing on a
bench close by ths fonoe.
A honey bee lighted on flower near us.
My uucls called my attention to it; to
his ourious body in three parts; to his logs
made to oe-ry pollen for bee bread) to his little
pilie through whioh he gathered honey, lis
talked in plain language and kind voice about
the bee, ita habits and structure, drew from ms
all that I knew or could think of about houey,
etc, oalled my attention to the similarities and
differences between Iraes and other insects, told
me how they talked to each other by means of
foolers, how the queen was made by being fed
upon royal food, aud of the care the worker bees
took of their young; fanning them when too
warm, and hovering them if in danger of being
chilled. In short he interested snd delighted
me, I forgot my sorrow. "Now," said my un
cle, "will my little girl write down for ms all
shs knows aliout ths honey bee?" ' Yes, indeed
I wnuldl How much I oould think oil Two
whole pagne, and no ons helped me. Ths writ
ing it was a pleasant pastime.
When tliiiahed, my unols wrote a note which
he said I was to hand to ths teacher on Monday
morning together with what I bad written.
I never knew what tbs note oontained. but
my ellort was acoepted and. "ths spider s at
tenuated thread" waa not alluded to afterward,
The ios ouos mors broken, I found thst if per
mitted to choose my own subjects and writs
about things I knew something of, compositions
were not such a great bug-bear alter all. Dally
Junljier, In ltunu I'rru,
Will Ha 8uti'xi.ln nine eases out of ten,
man's life will not bs a success if hs does not
bear burdens in his ohildbood. If ths fondness
or ths rsnity of father or mother baa kept him
from hard work if another always halped him
out at ths snd ol his row; if Instead of taking
his turn at pitching off, hs stowed awsy all tha
tims in short, if what was light always fell to
him, and what was hssry about ths earns work
to soms ons slss if bs baa bean permitted to
shirk untU shirking baa become a habit unless
a miracle haa been wrought his lifs will bs a
failurai and ths blame will not bs half so muoh
his as that of his wsak and foolish parents. On
ths othsr hand, If a boy has been brought op to
do his part never allowed to shirk his responsi.
bility or to dodge work, whether or not It mails
his head ache or soiled bis bands, until bearing
burdens haa become a matter of pride, the heavy
end of the wood his oholoe, parents as they bid
bim good bye may dismiss their fear, Ths sis
menu of suooees are his, and at soms tims and
in soms way ths world will rscogoixe his capacity-
A man out West obtained a divorce from his
wifs sud married again within three days after
the decree was granted. An Irishman, com
menting on the man's action, remarked, "lie
dad, be couldn't bavs had much reepiot for bis
first wifs, to bs marrying again so soon either
levin' her."
"Mini -oy Hens," said Hmiggtsfrita to a
friend, "is the piggesht pig dar vas la Galves
ton. "How did bs dot" "Veil, I sends him
ths oddsr day to tbs groehery to pring ra a
pocket of Deer for miuesetf all eloaa, and, py
shimmy, bs drinks himself almost a pint oa tha
way boms,''