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6 PACIFIC CHRISTIAN MESSENGER, FRIDAY, MAY 6, 1881. ter the siege efTroy. You know that when at last he got there, he found BT fftlLlÀ. SV OLVXTTE ULUS. that almost every one had forgotten « I —»I - » Where are the dear old people gone— Nell ran into the study, one day, him, except, perhaps his wife and his The ones we used to know— 'with a wreath of laurel, exclaiming : faitnful old dog ! Why, Uncle, don’t Whose wrinkled tapes gently beamed, “ Uncle Philip, 1 made this for your you really believe in Homer’s poems?” Neath locks us white as snow ? “ You are a hasty boy,” said Neil. old man'” pointing to a bust of Hom Not one of those we used to love “ Your Uncle merely said that that he er on the top shelf. “ Didn ’ t they Dwells on the earth to-day ; did not belive that Homer wrote once crown heroes with laurels ?” And lpft without their teachings kind We’re prone to go astray. “ Homer wasn’t a hero,” cried Tom them. It is not likely that anybody “ He was an old blind poet who went wrote anything in those days.” Knitting within my open door, “ Oh, now I understand ’” To-day, I watched the sky 4 up and down the world singing verses While groat, pearl-tinted, fleecy clouds “ They composed verses, though, I know all about Homer.” Went slowly sailing by. What had happened ' Uncle Philip and went round singing them. Those A hesitating footstep came, sprang out of the study-chair, let fall who did this were called minstrel«. And paused beside my chair; the Look that he was reading, tumbled They were sure to find listeners ;^even A maiden’s hand seemed rev’rently ~ To touch my faded hair. •ver two or three footstools, caught the children learned the verses. Per Tom by the shoulders, dragged him to haps Homer got the story of the Tro I saw the timid, troubled look the window, and ended the queer per jan war from these minstrels. If he Upon the blushing face ; * •d gently drew the hands in mine formance by giving him » hearty hug! had been an idle, careless boy, probar And asked what is it Grace ?” “ Know all about Homer, my boy I If bly,we would never have heard about Beneath the downcast, snowy lids | that is true, I will send word to the these men or their verses. He seems, Was gleam of rising tears'; I scholars in England and Germany I though, to have been a wide-awake; She said “ I come to you because Know all about Homer, indeed ' Why busy, brilliant man. One day—for he ,. You've lived so many years." must have madie a beginning, you Tom, yori are a prodigy < 'Then, sinking down upon-a stool, knew,—he went into the grotto at Tom understood the point, and bore Her face hid on my knee, Smyrna, or perhaps under the fig-tree She told,- with tears -ami broken word». the laugh good-naturedly.. Her grief and fears to me. “ Why, Uncle, I don’t don’t know on the island of Chios,’ ar»l thought It seemed absurd—and yet ’twas true— just where nor when he was bom,” over the first lines of his peem. What The story sadly told— a good day that- was, and how many he said., • “ A lover’s falling out ’’—and she busy days followed before the work “ Don ’ t know ’ ” echoed Uncle Phil But seventeen years old-. was done.” ip, drawing a. long breath, and pre She was so yeung. I almost longed “ What them ?” , tending to»be somewhat disappointed. To take her in my arms ... >pße jg he weho wander And sing a simple lullaby, “,No wonder, though,” he added, " for ing through different countries, sing To soothe the child's alarms. wise men have puzzled their brains ing his poems.- Prior old blind Ho I thoaght of one "dear, wrinkled face over those two questions for hundreds Whose counsel.used to be. mer ’’’ of years. We can take our choice of In vexed uncertain days of youth “ Yes, they say that he- was poor seven fine old cities, every one of A guiding star to me. and blind, and that on the whole, he which is named as the -birthplace of I wished her here—but forty years spent a forlorn sort of lifo I dare Homer. Hear, Tom,— » She’s slept beneath the sod— say that we could talk hll ^day over “ * Smyrna, Chios, Colophon, Sala What conld I do, save counsel give, the stories told of him. Some though And wisdom ask of'God ? mis, Rhodes, Argos, Athene-, Orbis de are bold enough, to say that Homer Thus children often come to me Patria certat, Homere tan ’’ must have had very keen, bright eyes Iu deference to my age, —. I Jhink that he was Lorn in Smyr- j AW would one wise old friend were left to. have told so well about, the rocks na, where there was once a Christian To give them counsel Bage. and Tuountainss and- valleys. If ^'ou church. You can read in Re.velation, should go sailing, over ths ¿Egeaji to The Market Bells. second chapter, from tbs eighth to the morrow, yffu would look at the very eleventh verses, about that church ; same coast that Homer described.”’ Sweet from liis pipe the piper drew something very good is said about it. »train that ravished all men’s ears, “ I should read all about the places the church was not there, though in j And soared in triumph to the blue as I sailed along.” Homer’s time.” Wherein the skylark disappears. “ How conld you, T&»i, when you “ When was Homes’s time ?” Nell The listening throng, or grave or gay do not rend Greek ?’’ asked. She had boand the wreath Were hushed beneath the music’s sway- “ Why, Nell, child, Homer’s poems around the dusty old head: When sudden on the silver notes have been translated, into English. “ The historian Herodotus says that A harsh resounding clangor fell; Pope and Cowper did that years ago, A shout went forth from eager throats— Homer lived four hundred years be and there has been a new translation "The market bell 1 the market hell 1” fore him ; that would make his tune Tacelyf^ Torn did Tike-Nett to seem Swift rushed the audience from the place about 85(1 B. C.” stupid or forgetful. The piper piped to empty space- " I wonder if there were figs-or rai “ I wonder the Greeks really cared An old-world story this, antique, sins in Smyrna in Homer's time ?,’ much about those old poems ? ’ And told in cynic irony; “ Yes, of course. I dare say that “ Why, yes, of course. The boys The keen-edged humor of the Greek, he ate them every day for his break [ used to commit them to memory. It bears no sting for thee and me ? fast. I should like so peep into the ! When they wished to know anything The sweet, the clear, the sad, the pain, old grotto in Smyrna where he is about their gods, they would go to Dear Nature woes us not in vain? said to have written his verses.” these poems, just as we go to. our Hermyetic measures round us roll, “ I would rather go to Smyrna to , Bible. But think how different they We sit in silence at her feet. see where Polycarp was burned," And, awed and blessed, we own control were from our Bible i The goda that said Lou. “ Poly carp was St.John's As potent as, alas ! 'tia fleet- Homer tell about were far worse and friend, you know." For list/ for haste! we know it well, cruel, wicked men “ Why was he burned ?” asked Earth's loud, imperious market bell- “ I am glad that we were not Frank. —M- E. S anosteb , in Harper’s Magazine- Qreeks, to believe in such dreadful ”0, because he was a Christian.” beings,” said Frank. “ Polycarp was a noble man,” said “ I don’t know how the children Patroling Barnegat. Uncle Philip. “ Perhaps Hqmer, too, could sleep,” said Lou, win» always Wild, wild the storm, an l sea high run would have been a Christian, could he, finished her evening prayer with the ning ; have lived then and have known what dear words: Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant Polycarp knew.” Now I lay me down to sleep, under-tone mutteiing ; “ Why, Uncle, Homer must have I pray the Lord my aoul to keep ; Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully lived a little while after Solomon and If I should di j before I wake, piercing and pealing ; 1 pray the Lord my soul to take.” Waves, air, midnight, their sava/eat trin just about the time ef Elijah and ity lashing ; Elisha. I wish he. had known them ! “Well, little girl,” said Unqje Phil Out in the shadows there, milk-white If he had only hark the leprosy, ard ip tenderly, “if our talk to-day makes comb» careering; been sent to the land of Israel to be 1 the Bible seem more precious, we On leechy slush and sand.spnrts of snow cured, like Naaman,” said Nell, re may count that among the good doings tierce slanting— Where, through th» murk, the easterly gretfully. for which Homer lived.” “ Well, well, Nell, we must take death-wind breasting, Nell thought that was tracing TLrough cutting swirl and spray, watch things as they are, and ask what Ho things very far back ; but Uncle Phil ful and firm advancing mer really did for the world. Tom ip said : “ We, none of us, know how (That in the distance! is that a wreck? ia says that he wrote poems; I do not the words that we speak or write may the red signal flaring ?), help or hurt people, all over the world Slush and sand of the beach, tireless till believe that he wrote a line 1” It was now Tom’s turn to dance years after we are «lead —A’ Y. Ob daylight wending, Steadily, slowly, through hoarse roar nev around the study. He was sure that server: ’ er remitting, he could turn the joke on Uncle Phil Along the mid night edge, by those milk- She’s Always Good. ip. white combs careering, ” Why, sir, you believe that the She never sighs ; she never grumbles, A group of dim, weird forms, struggling, Iliad and Odyssey are the poems of She never brie« when down she tumbles. the qight confronting, That savage trinity warily watching. Homer; there they are, in black and She Dever soils her pretty dresses ; W alt W hitman , in Harjrer's Magazine white,” pointing to the books on the She never spoils her silken tresses. for April. library shelf. " The Iliad tells how With cap on head and wee hands folded, the old Greeks went to war against Sbs’s pat to bed and never scolded. —Every religious periodical should Troy; how they besieged it for ten Oh, she's a pearl no mischief scheming; have a fund for paying subscriptions yean before they could take it!' and There's snch a girl don’t think I’m dream ing. for persons who are not able to pay. the Odyssey—why, that is the story Who will set on foot such a work ®f poor Ulysaus, all about his troubles Bjt not to tell her name were folly- and shipwrecks on the way home af- Ton knew her well—she’s your own dolly. among us ? Sixty-five's Unconsciousness. Homer.^ The Girls of Dehra Doon. I the English tongue made it far more desirable to-give them access to its in Who are they ? You never heard ; exhaustible and increasing stores. of them before, did you ? And* this is Their usefulne^ in India is greatly the wonder of it, that in a world that enhanced by this course. Mr. Herron; is now girdled with telegraph wires, jsays : and traveled over constantly froiu the i “ I have bven pleased to find that- Equator almost to the Poles; these they avail themselves of this invahra- girls live and flourish, a happy and ble privilege: A short time ago I met- useful community, and you know one of the pupils, a girl about fifteen little or nothing about them. I will years of age, reading as she walked write and tell you of the gi»l« of in the avenue of their play ground. Dehra Doon. ‘ What is that you are reading ’’I In one of the most beautiful valleys . asked. ‘ A book of poetry,’ she re of India, at the foot of the Himalaya | plied. ‘ Y hose ?’ ’ Walter Scott’s.’ Mountains, is the Doon. It is shut in riiT?. , 7 77^ . „Li-, , ,, ‘ «hich of hi» ► poems?’ ‘The lj«dy from the plains by a low ranje of I of the Lake.’ ‘ Do yod like it f ‘ Yes;. mountain»—hills only compared with I have read it1 several times?’ ‘ Yry the lofty and famous Himalayas? The much.’ ‘ H»w much have you read ?' sacred Ganges flows by one emi of. , ’ ‘ I have read Longfellow’s poems, this lovely vale, ten miles* wide and Jean Ingelow’s «Willis’, Pollock’s sixty miles long; and at the other Course of Time, Burns, Goldsmith's, end- the rive« Jumna rolls toward the Walter Scott's.’ I was surprised; »ea. About midway between tbese . and as I walked along I thought to two rivers, th» Ganges and the J imna, myself, what'a store of rich thought and On a rw of ground from which, and beautiful imagery that child has each way, water runs to* the river, in her ruindt- that she could nofr have Situation, stands had if she had not learned English.” the city of Dehra, and in it a large It is amusing |o note, the selection building that cost ¡?25zOOO,—Oriental the girl had hiade, and it may be in- style, picturesque, airy and aom- that she had'read only what was pub modious,—where one hundred and into her hands by her teachers,- Bitt twenty girle are gathered. she had evidently made herself famil It is not the domestic establishment iar with more of the poets of Eng of an Easter« monarch, nabob, jiMce, land and America than manysyoung or merchant. These girls ar,e not ladies who have enjoyed the privilege»- slaves. They are not heathen, thaugh of very costly schools in < Christian many ..of them are. the daughter of lands. fndians. More than twenty years An Eng’Jah gentleman, visiting the ago, the Rev. David Herron andi Rev. school waa-so-much delighted that he Mr, Woodside proposed to found a seminary for the education of the sent from ’Jtmbay the sum ofitwentyr five drill»;«; to i*e expendedu in con daughters of the members of Qlrjstian fectionary. fun the enterta; ament of' churches iu India. It was x. noble thé girls.. They voted to send the thought. They , bad no mean», .but money to. a» foanipe regien. When he they had strong faith. The Christian heard it,.he »ent other twenty-five- women of Dehra were the first to con dollars with, orders to buy sweet tribute to the grand design. The things 3ar> themselves, v*hich they missionaries gave it their encoarage- did. ment andi prayers. Women in America These at» the girls of liohra Doon-. and England heard and helped, and in It is phasing to know that far aw«y a short time the money was given among ‘.be mountains of India then» and the house was built. The daugh- is suqh > bright sjtot, mode brighter* ters-of the country came. They came by the •fun'of Righteoi aness, whero to stay. For it was wisely made one “ every/ prospect please»,” and ^tl»» of the conditions of admisritoi that sweet ywvr of Christian .education,i» the pupils should not be remuved at training a hundred young women for- the eajj^ice dfoparents. r*; ; usefuin their natiie.land. Great Some of thl parents ardently ly are.to be honored th »men and th» anxious that their daughters shall *om«a, who give the'»> lives to th» have Christian education, iwe unable work,. They will hat ». their reward. to pay even the very small, sum that Andiit would be well if our chillnea, is required for their mairttmance, and and especially the pupils of. our kind ladies in America are fond of school» and colleges , would beat* in making provision for one- er more of inixd that these children, rescued by these Indian girls. In. the list of the gnacw of God frcao ignoranae, are supporters are the name» of ladies in making, perhaps, ir batter use their New York, Philadelphia,. Norristown, opportunities than Jhey. do who are Xenia, Baltimore, Port Jervis, Trent enjoying the fool noontide of oiivihza- on, Chicago, Albany, and many other —Ar. places. India and England have ladies taking upon themselves the A Cough, Coldior Sore Throat responsibility of sustaining pupils at should be stoppedL Neglect frequently Dehra Doon. It doe» not cost mueh. resalts in an iDcurrible Lung 9isusur or Coaaumption. B’awu'a Bronehial Tro When we think of ¡»aying a thousand che« are certain to. give relief « Asthma, dollars a year or mose for board and Ihronebitia, Cough», Catarrh, Canaamptiv^ and Tbro.it Diseases. For thirty year* tuition in a first-class female seminary, RBH , tie Troche» has.'toen ^or^^ded* ----------- _y *by we are astonished to hear that th« physicians, and always give fwafect satis faction. They ajs not new oa «»tried but regidac price in this institution is having been tested by wide aud constant three dollars a month, or thirty-sis nee for nearly aa entire generation, they attained w.sil-merited rank among the dollars a year, which covers all the have few staple remedies of the- age. Public expense except clothes and bedding. speakers and btegera use tlxuto clear and tie Voice, bold at twenty- And when the parent cannot meet strengthen five cents a Lex everywbeaa, ——— » -■ —— this small charge, the girl is received Mothers I Mothers 1 5 Mothers I if without cost to the parent; and in all cases where the girl is an orphan, she Are you disturbed at sight and broke« is welcomed as a daughter of the of your rest by a aiok otoid Buffering and with the excruciating pain of aat- house. Under one roof the Superin crying ting teeth ? If ao, go at once and get a tendent Mr. Herron, and hia family, bottte of M bs . WixBiaar'a B oothinu B t >- VFJ It will relieve ths poor little nuleier the teachers and the pupils, pursue immediately —depend upon it; there ia no the daily life of a Christian house- mistake about it. There is not a masker on earth who has ever used it, who will not hold. tell you at once that it will regulate the These girls are carried on arid bowels and give rest to the mother, and through courses of study similar to relief ahd health to the child, operating like a magic. It is perfectly safe to use those in the public schools and some in all cases, and pleasant to the taste and of the colleges in America, Recently is the prescription of one of the oldest and best female physicians and nurses in th« the highest class has been permitted United States. Sold everywhere. 25 cents to go up to the Calcutta University I a bottle. Examination, where one of them war —Dip the tipa of hails in grease examined six hours a day for four and they will easily drive into hard’ successive days, and passed honorably. wood. At the outset it was thought im —It is said that geese will thrive portant to confine the studies to the better, and their flesh be more deli native language, but it was soon cately flavored, if fed upon raw pota found that the range and density of toes, than upon any other sul..Un~ c