Daily Eugene guard., January 01, 1896, Image 4

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LITTLE JIM, THE CARRIER.
I Copyright, "lev-i, by American Press Assort
Jlf ramo along one April day
And Kecmed a very part of spring.
It must liuvu been his joyous way,
Or else i io sweet ami heiirty ring
Of King and truth within his voice.
At any rate, tho ofilee choice v.
For carrier went at once, to Mm
Ah If the place had waited lung
And patiently for Utile Jim,
The lad" whoso work and merry song
Vent hand tn hand, whose winning smile
Was waiting for you all tho while.
1 !5VUIHU"
"Why Little Jim wan mode his noma
Not any ono around could tell.
Jin wan llttlo. All tho samo
Tho tltlo Boomed to fit him well.
For thorn wore gentleness and grooe
And wlstfulnosH within his face;
j lk owl ho tho solid plnco ho had
In ovory hoart by all tho moil
Was a protootor to tho lad.
Tho odltor within his don
And ovory other felt that ho
Vim watching o'er Jim's destiny.
Tho lad wns slender, hut It scorned
His supplotiosB thereby Increased.
Ills oyes woro bluo and over hearnod
With kindly light. They never ceased
To hnvo a look of candor bold.
Hut way within their depths was told
A talo of sadness, though ho tried
To keep them twinkling, merry, bright,
And bravely nought to always hide
Whato'er distress ho know. And fright
Had never known tho time or how
To ptaco Us mark upon his brow.
Ills lips woro cherry red and round,
JBut gathered for his whistling oft,
And tuneful was tho oh eery sound
Ho made, ho sweet and clear and soft,
nifl hearers listened, filled with joy,
And smiling said, "God bless tho boyl"
His hair, light brown and all astray,
Curled ovor at Its graooful will.
Ills nose, half pugged, lji saucy way
Provoked your warm affection still,
And scattered freckles, growing dim,
Completed "looks" for Little Jim.
llenoatli appearances which showed
Thu youngster rat her homely, plain,
Ho had a heart which ever Mowed
With gentleness, and never pain
Ho caused to anything if he
Could help It, and to always bo
Of sonio assistance seemed his aim.
'Twos Jim to whom tho ofilee cat
First showed a sign of being tame;
Twos ho who made her sleek and fat
By giving from his lunch tho meat.
In fact, ho saved her from tho Btroct.
Of friends within tho printing "shop"
Tho editor was first and bout.
Tho foreman, too, would always iUp
To say a word. Quoth ho, ' I'm blessed
If Llttlo Jim ain't just thu lml
Of whom I'd like to bo the dad."
Tho pressman, sullen said to bo.
Was glad to have tho youngster near,
And ovorybody smiled to see
Tho strangely largo and glistening (cur
That tnimhlod in his saddened eye
Ho looked on Jim through years gone by.
Tho Hum who dally at tho "caso"
Hot up tho typo would always turn
To soa the bright and gentle fooo.
Koportttrs, young or old and stem,
Could bottor stories write, said they,
While cheered by Little Jim iwh day.
1 When on his route ho made hit rounds.
His friends were counted hundred
strong,
And many, llidcnlng for hU sounds
Ijookod out to soo him romp along.
Ho never failed, was never Into
With iapcrs at tho door or gate,
'Twos strange perhaps, yet simple quiU,
That no one knew oicvpt by day
This winsome hoy, for whwi at night
Ho wended homo Hie weary way.
It was with fait and purrling pace
Ho aped, as If he ran a race
With nny who might watch lo know
in winding alley, wretched i.treet
To which he always hod to k
To gain his home, his p.nir rvtrmt,
Tho dreary spot which only ho
L.OUU1 itravoly guard from misery.
Within the low and crumbling walls
To which h nightly went to ghvp
His gayest, llghtcnt, suvu- t call,
Which told of love, (hotion dtvji,
Woro: "Mother, slitter, hero we are.
How Jolly that It Isn't f:r
Tocomol" And, blew hi loing heart.
He'd run aUve a mile. Then thev
Who'd listened for hU llwly dart
Along the path would quickly say
How glad they were lo hao Mm thelti,
And none bet ray d mi ml log can.
No wonder Little Jim brae
With two such dear, uusvllUh souls 1
To wall for him and always save j
. Some dainty morsel on tht cocJa, j
3 -r
To greet Lira with a hag and kiss
The only thing ubumiuat. Tbls
Darkened place, made clean and bright
A nd "HiC id by love and cheer,
Vouchsafed by Jimmie's "salary night,"
Vi'as rest and peace, sweet homo and
dear.
Thoy tbn-o ne'er mentioned wretchedness
Nor would adn.lt the plain distress.
The mother's face was thin and sad
In spito of (tat lent smiles and sweet,
But otherwise much like the lad
Fho looked. His honest way-, his neat
And curling hair so prone to stray
He had from her. Her hair, now gray
And thinning, waved in curves above
A whitened brow, whereon, engraved
By patience, which is bom of love,
Were records of her trials braved.
Tho goodness, In Jim's foco assured,
Hers had, refined by things endured.
Jim's sister was a llttlo maid
Of summers ten and brave as he,
And though you saw her dresses frayed
Von noticed in her face that she
Was lovelier than princess fair,
And anything which she might wear
Was neat and clean, though worn and old.
And she It was who made their life
Ltws hitter. Hhe it was who told
The fairy tales of hope. Tho strife
To keep their home (juite fresh and bright
6he half performed each morn and night.
Flvo years before tho father, strong,
Had shouldered gayly all the work
And made their Uvea a simple song
Of peace. But ovor dangers lurk
To drag protectors down, and so
Ho, big and hearty, had to go.
'Twas where they dig tho glistening coal
Ho dally labored, und at last,
With manyunotlur gen'rous soul,
Ho fell, a victim to a blast,
And from tho llttlo homo so bright
Tho tender throo came, worlds to fight.
So long as she oould stand tho strain
The mother tried support to And.
Bub, far too weak, tho dally pain
Waa moro than she could bear. Hex
mind,
So choerful onco, had filled at longth
With clouds, and all her llttlo strength
Exhausted In tho strugglo soon
Had left them hopeless. Then tho boy,
Our Llttlo Jim, a lively boon
To dear ones precious, leapt with joy
To Ight the battle hard and great
Against tho grinding world and fa to.
At first tho lad had found It hard
To earn a penny, but tho way
Is randy 'gainst perHUtenoo barred,
And Jim was at it every day.
His creed was everlasting cheer
And honesty and never fear.
When, after struggling hero and there
To keep them all alive, the place
As carrier came, tho world seemed fair,
And Just to seo tho radiant face
Which Jim took homo would mako n saint
Declare that heavenly Joys woro faint.
Bo there they woro. This homo which
seemed
Ho very lowly, black and small
Knew happiness. No one hod dreamed
How little's needful, after all,
When cheerfulness and peace and love
Arrayed o'er misery stand above.
They at tho olllco nover knew
That Jim was brother, father, son,
Nor of the things ho had to do.
Nor of tho many he bad done,
Hut all tho time he found some way
Of -adding to his scanty pay.
And Ihus the spring and summer sped
Quito happily, and tints the three,
Con t wiled with thelrdlttle, said
That all was well, and thankfully
They lived, though hard It was to know
How far to make each penny go
That Jlmmlo earned. It's very suro
'Hint, su-K.it ih. nl..l f,,f,.,l i.
Of each one's life. Thoy could endure
ino uatiy tmrilHiilps, tor the heart
Of (ni)i. liv ismu-ltiir lnvn iitititlmwl
Could not by trials small bo pained.
Tho autumn winds, which, strong and
cold,
Laid bare tho twigs upon the trees,
Proclaimed tho year was growing old.
And may times a chilling hroczo
Through gaping chinks along tho wall
Made cold the little home, and all
Woro made to shiver and to dread
Tho wintry days of lco and snow,
And Jlmmlo puzzted In his head
Tho way to keep them warm to know
And doubled all his efforts bravo
Their hearts from misery to save.
Decern tier, dreary, cold aud bleak.
Found Jlmmlo much too poorly clad,
And though he dauntless seemed his cheek
tlrew thin and purple, (ion 'reus lad,
Ho loro too much, nor over told
How like a knife he felt tho cold.
Ho overtaxed himself at last
With extra work, but still don led
Ills sickness till It came so fast
Ho Imrely reached his home. Ho sighed
In anguish then and fell at length,
l'roat rated lu his mind and strength.
Poor boy, the load that he had borne
O'orthrow him quite. The gentle two
Who nursed him feared that every morn
Would see tho end. What love could do,
I'nhounded love, they did for Jim
Aud d.'illy saw his light grow dim.
In wild despair the mother went
To Mvk a doctor, Ug his aid,
And otu aa if by luvtvcn wnt.
Was glrtd to (Mine, w:w more than iald
lty saertHt prayers. To nivc the lad
lie umh! the utmost power he had.
When Utile Jim lit record broke
Aud nt the olhce faihtl to W
The men looked iiuvr, but no one spo'ko
At tlrtt because they couhln't set
Jut what It nuviiit. Hut w hen the '1hv'
Sai!, "Where i l.lttK Jim! ' ihe hs
a nTon:tl lo eery one.
And till li"tiirl :kmI worried. tex
A: ih-Mij.-h iheir t!..i t:i-ii were done
They plainly s'i,-,. ,.1 Vir fvlh.- blue,
No one had rwth.i J the vnti
ItuplrxHl each hmr by ? !.:ld Jim
smm.
vi'W7,
Of course another youngster smart
They had to have without deluy,
And got one, but in every heart
The thought, "This now ono cannot staj
A minute after Jim comes back,"
Wan shared by all. No subtle knack
Of learning fast, no effort great
To pleoso displayed by carrier new,
Could change affection sealed by fate
Or over Jlmmlo's placo undo.
'Twas plain that now his blithesome call
Was sadly missed by ono and all.
Whon two or three long days had gone
And Llttlo Jim hnd not returned,
The men were plainly all forlorn
Nor tried tolrlde how much they yearned
To seo his smile, and all agreed
Ho must bo 111. They didn't need
To havo ono say no fault or blamo
Could fall on Jim, no scheme or trick
Explain his absence, and they name
To saying: "Ho was looking sick
A week ago. Has any word
About tho llttlo lad boon hoard?"
And then subscribers going by
Commenced to stop, look In and ask:
"Where Is that boy whoso merry eyo
Made children glad?" Aud so the task
Of nny In k sadly: "Wish wo knew.
Wo don't know what we're going to do
W ltliout him," was a burden drear.
Tho editor had grumbled low
For several days, and then "Seo hero,"
Said ho to all, "I want to know
Why no one In the shop horo gives
Mo not lco where our Jlmmie lives."
The men looked stupidly around
And scanned each other's faces blank,
But no ono made an answering sound,
While each ouo'b heart within him sank;
Twos plain that anxious, willing, they
Had never known anil could not Kiy
When home for Little Jim might lie.
And when thoy found tho brent h to
s)oak
They wondered how it was that he
Had never lot thorn know. "We'll seek
Him out at once," the chief then said,
And wondering how ho scratched hi head.
The best reporter with "a nose
For news" sagacious, too. was ho
The editor then quickly choso
To hunt the lad up speedily.
"Just drop your other work today,"
Said he, "and do this right away."
The scribbler isucd forth, and ghul
Of this assignment did he feel,
For lu bin heart he lik.nl the lml
And wished he might promote his weal.
But though he searched with patient skill
Tho homo was undiscovered still.
Ashamed ho felt. He'd "falleu dowu"
With all his splendid effort made.
Too well he knew the throat'nkug frown
Which no excuse had e'er delayed.
But, strange enough, the chief well knew
He'd failed despite what skill could do,
And only said, "I'll try again
And keep on trying till we're boat."
Next day another of hU men
With patient tramp through muddy
t nvt
And alley searvhed mid (hen came back
To say they still wen- off the trmV
Aud then U-gan about the plaee
A contest Mrange, a s'.lei.eu muvr;
A mystery wa In ; f;uv.
For all wen- burning f.r and near,
jnd all were .riin . n the -A-lo
lv the ii-t , y. an eve
on Li! tic .I'ri. i : e ,';.: iv,
IJ-P-.cr, V,,-s. :o-
We .;. v ' , v , .v
To I r - , , . ,t .r t orv n-'w.
Hut ii. -t a t ... ,w.uhUr . .:
lie dai:y uadc f
1 1
The editor, ju-I lil.e tin- rc-'t,
Was suit ii'- hi'.-i! on Jim, and so
At li'iijrlh ujjt'ii iJitfj hopeless ijuest
He ft It :i mi-;i;i. u desire to tjo.
Reporter instinei, Ii.i;g forgot.
Hut lalent in hi l;i;iin, grew hot.
To best his men v. as ono desire.
To Und hi - b ;v n Mrositrer one,
And thus witV nil his youthful h'ro
He searclud, ;::ilioi!;rh 'twas littlo fun
To walk around through snow or r.iin
And always lint) iiis labor vain.
Now, every one the house had passed
Where .Jimmie hiy, but n-j one thought
Tho phu:e Inhnbhetl nor cast
A lu'ik w it l.iri this hovel fraught
With dismal things nr.d always (juite
As dark and hIc t as the night.
Th. day h,'fm: :"l!:i Chch-unas cair.o
Tho people o!,e to look on tuow.
Tho editor t! i.-'i ji the vane
Ah cviv pi nh:nl fi-rvh to go
In si arch of Jim. "Great S'-otr," tiiouht
he,
"What- will his Clu'Mma? su.wwd her"
And thinfcim: saol- as he went.
llo ueared iiircii.j'iKii-t,- tl.i; sy:i;
Ho semght, r.j'd ;s his hmid ho here
lie saw wni. m thu suuw. which not
Before dMt-lj.-'l h:;-l Won, the trae!;
Of one who'd ome, but. nut g.-nc b:ic!c.
And what v. as .dd that t:. feet
Had beci tlirre.ied i;l t!:e ih:.r
Of that worv; il;ti.ty m tho stntt.
Which ho 1 :.! never thot- ht before
Cuntaimtl a living ton. Ho stood,
And someth.i.g in ihesu tnuska seimied
good.
A moment later opened wide
The weather beaten door, and there
A little woman hiM.d "insido
Willi sad, swivt face and marked with
care.
A man, who wnml a doctor kind,
Was leaving, and his wor-ieil mind
Was easier. safe, at last,"
He sniilln;; said i!td came away.
The idltor, whose heart beat fthl
Just inutUved, "Heaven hlosM tho day!"
He knew, thoug!i slmit tho gtauci of juy,
He'd found the mother and tiio boy.
Half wondering ho sto'jd, then stole
With guilty trtud around until
Ho found a little crack, n hole
Which, near the sagging window sill,
Permitted iu-i. a rarrow iew.
And there in sun-k his eve like t:uo
"A little sitcr, I dcclar:,"
Ho whispered, and adown his eheok
A tear was (lowing. "t,l:ul that thero
Was nny chance to know." and, weak
From very hai ph.es.a, he ln-aeed
Himself and toward the oHU-c raced.
Within I l.o bnle Ikuku that morn
Was tliaiil-.j.ilia ;s liefoni unknown,
And hope, at la-1 had been rt !rn.
And dark de.-p:iir at length had flown.
The fever's f- arlul eour-e had turned,
And Jitnmii'V bi,w no longer burtied.
As peaceful ns a biVe he lay
And softly His face, tiiouh white
And tliiit, ii. -v Miiiie-.I i ho loveL- way
It had l-er -i-e. ay and b.;i ,-!ii
A suuWam fell cc: il.e ilmn
And Ftvmed to whlpc?t "Weep no inorc."
fa
Or... nsMiu-nt Mule Jim nwokp,
Ixokwl ii ni.il s;iv nvii fncs near.
HI wvhry Mini,., luil rhi.'rful, lirr.fe,.
i..ui" iK-ht iTMiii hwivrii on tli.KH d.-ar
Ami fnithuil unw. His l.vk ran-scl
Thrai: llu-ri ti.. sis!, m i,:n,, t0 nM
A sli p iv irviit!,- us ili,. il,.v
WhivJi Vii nil tl.o i,j,iuru.d aUWVN
Stole on the lad. Ho never know
The tilght of 6roet and restful liuurs.
And then at length ho had a dream
Which made the place enchanted seem.
U ,VA,.n,t tlint In a hnrwmnt lull I
! Were loaded tables bright nnd gay;
That mother, sister, be and all
The ofllco force were there to stay,
And that a private crowd they made,
Tho honored of all thero arrayed.
And then such things to soo nnd eat,
Such glorious heaps, brought steaming
In,
Of turkeys plump and pudding sweet!
And such a hearty noise and din
Of rattling cups and forks ami knives
They'd novor heard lii all their li..
And later on it seemed that each
Of those who from the office camo
Got up to make a brilliant speech.
And all began them just the same.
They 6tarted, "My dear madam, you"
And so until thoy all were through
Turned always, plainly to address
Themselves to Jimmie's mother, and
Upon their words thoy laid such stress
That ho could hardly understand
The meaning of It all, but still
Ho felt his loving heartstrings thrill.
The first to speak, the foreman gray,
Raid, "Well ahem I feel that this
That this I don't know what to say
Except that In this hour of bliss
Pin happy for tho trifling part
That I can take." He gave a start,
"ifou bcg what was that sentence? Oh,
Yos. Don't you see on such a day
We old ones don't know whoro to go,
And feel so feci well, anyway
Thero's no such r.pot as this lu town."
And thereupon ho sat him down.
Then that reporter, oldest, best
Of ull tho staff, uroso. Sfild he:
"Wo feel today that we ore blessed;
That you that Is to say, that wo
Are hero, and, on the other hand"
' And here he tried to firmly stand
"Tho fact is, madum, every ono
! Of us Is wranned un In tho lad
And feels ashamed that wo have done
No better In tho time we've had.
Wo know we well, I'll have to quit.
I can't make speeches worth a bit."
"I don't soo what he means by that,"
Thought Littlo Jim, but then arose
The pressman, and ho hold his hat
And rubbed with nervous hand his nose.
"Thero's nothing much to say," ho said,
And swallowed air and scratched his hood,
"And you you know, of course you do,
Just how wo feel just how of course
And that's the way wo fcol toward you.
Kxouso mo; I'm a little honrso."
Aud so ho was, nnd on his chair
Ho sat and wisely lingered thero.
"Well, this Is getting funny," thought
Our Littlo Jim, "and every man
Who'B tried to speak has trtppod and
eat i ght.
I nover saw a queerer plan.
I wish the editor would show
Them how a banquet speech should go.".
And then, as if his wish to fill,
Tho editor arose, but now
He looked ns If ho might bo ill.
No sternness sat upon his brow.
His manner gruff was gone, nnd quaint t
He stood, as gontlo as a saint.
"Our henrts nro full," ho said at last,
"And I havo hoard in ovory voice
Tho celling toars that onmo so fast
That nouo could speak. But wo rejolca
To find you all, and, God bo praised,
To And the clouds of darkness raised.
These friends, who now for many years
Havo boon companion yos, and more
Have told you brokenly the fears
That mado our lonesome hearts so sore.
I'll havo to coaso. My oyes are dim.
God bless you both and Little Jim 1"
His voico indeed was ohoked. His face
No longor hid his feelings strong,
And when ho finished gone the phice,
And gono the tables and tho throng,
And Jimmie's oyes now pierced the gloom
Within his own dark, lowly room.
Ho knew that ho hud dreamed, but now
Ho saw with waking oyes that they
Who spoko were in his home, and how
They found tho house he could not say.
( ui Liu-ru mev were, nnu mimllos big
j AYero piled around on every rig.
! Yes, bundles, boxes, baskets, bogs,
For all I liese men were lug in soul,
And theirs were hearts to bleed when rnga
! Were clothes nnd iieoplo frozo for coal.
; That foreman gray hnd known n year
, When want nnd misery were near.
! " nmvsuoy once, narelooteil, ho
With brother younger strove to make
A living, nnd, though tenderly
! Ho trieil to watch, death enmo to take
The little fellow. Thus ho hnd
A heart to love this Jlminle lnd.
I
That old and sharp reporter, too,
Was tender hearted, though he tried
, To stolid lie; his eyes of blue
Now oil Indifference belied.
He called a wretched time to mind
When all tho world had been unkind;
When, as an office "devil," ho
Had helped support n mother, nnd
He thought of all the misery
That came. And so when Jimmie's
f.md"
llo saw h f.ilr . 1 ... it-.
That he might nld and comfort give.
The editor whose melting heart
Proclaimed him w fr what he was
Anil showed th.it grulTness hnd no part
To live In did not weep because
Of time remembered though indeed'
Ho d boon n carrier once in need
Of heli it wa. loeaue his life '
Had been so full of longing just
To have a son, and when his wife
' Had died he felt his faith and trmt
Ko with her; then this Utile Jim
Hod wnked mysterious chords in him.
But, oh. that sullen pnwsman there I
-No longer sullen, onlv sad I
ho. h,king now with" blinded stare, 1
faw only In the past a lnd; '
His s,.n he was. and just about I
Like Jim, except he wasn't stout
Of ornj and limb. And every day,
When Jim's true eyes had met hts ol
He folt the tears and turned owayv
It seemed that uackwnrd years had
And onco again his darling boy
Was filling all his soul vilth joy.
Thus those and all the other men.
!So used to business ways and hard
Felt all their pulsos bent again,
Affection's gates again unbarred,
And when of Jimmie's life they knew
They felt that nil that thoy could do
Wns nut enough. Tho mother stood
With faco made holy in the light
IN'hlch these rough nngeis cast, nor ci
Hho speak. Hur littlo girl so brlgli
Clung happy at her side the pair
A picture mode surpassing fair.
And seeing all wJth wonderment
Tho weakened boy raised up in bed.
And ono, whoso eyes wero on him bentj
That editor, camo quick and said,
"Why, Jimrnlc, boy, awake at last?
Thank God you're well tho dang
past.
You rogue, why did you never tell
Us where you wore and let us know
You were not feeling strong and well?
I don't know when we've worried sol
Thus gently chiding, he caressed
Tho head upon the pillow pressed.
Jim's mother nnd his sister then
Came quickly forwuvd, and llio crow
Of awkward, kind and tender men
Could not resist, and feeling proud
To see again tho winsome look
Ou Jlmmio's face came up and took
Their places near. Tho lad, abashed.
Blushed faintly thus to havothom sti.
Around his cot. His eye then hashed
With merry fun; ho raised his hand
To feebly shako with all and said,
"I'm sorry to receive In bed."
They loudly laughed, but it wus queer
To seo their brimming oyes nnd see
Them all confused because a tear
Would come, provoked by gayoty,
Rut talking lively ovory ono
They mado tho placo resound with txzr.
They spoko of Christmas, Jim tho whild
In wonder lost ho d been so ill
Ho didn't know 'twas come. His smile
Was lovely then, and with a will
Ho rose up straight, that ho could call
"A Merry Christmas to you all!"
They almost shouted forth in gloo
Their answers back, nnd then at long!
Thoy said sroodbv tn nil the thro- I
xney reureu to tax their laddie's strend . t
tsy staying longor, but before
Thoy wont thev wanted ono thing mo:
ore
ey i
A promise which they got that they
isoum oomo to spond the afternoon
And bring tho dinner Christmas dav.
And as they went It seemed too soon
To leavo that hallowed, dear retreat
Whloh looked so shabby from tho street.
The mother In amazemont sat
And thought nnd biessed, when all ha
gono.
The little maid, with soothing chat.
Made Jlmmlo sleep. His face, thong
wan,
Was happy, nnd the fever's flush
Had gono and left a lovely blush
Of health upon his wasted cheek.
Sho then, with silent, lively foot,
Approached tho mother not to speak,
But just to join tho blessings sweet
Which thero ascended nnd the tnon
Who gave were all rewarded then.
Within I... .1 I . . .
' ",u mhu wAt-s urougnc
By all those friends, unknown beforo,
Thnv fniinH th.it ,.11 ii.-- i .1 1.
In i
; , , M,,WUI mougnii
Could e er nuggcst was thero, and morL
v u.ubmm, ifiirmeius, snnwis ami wraps I
...... ouuvn uiiu tin mo 01 nor traps
That pwiplo need thero was a sight,
Besides a wondroifs largo supply
Of things to cat and presents bright
For every one they had, to cry
In happiness again that they
Were thus remembered Christinas day.
And such a day ii wns, nnd, oh,
Such vfulness on every facel
an me oiuco nail to go '
j And thus they Oiled the little placo
. Quito brimming full, and merriment
Just overflowed mid bubbling went j
j. To overy heart, and every hour . j
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I ihan Jim hnd droatned but, oh. thoUowejr
1 ui an 1110 gouunoss of the sight
; Was that compassion, nld and love,
, Hied deep in man by lilm ahovo.
Tliero's nothing more to tell. The roigo
Of sorrow ceased, and dread despair
And hunger, with their throes of pain,
W'cre banished, and a joy was there
To take their places. All tho men
" Became protector, nnd again
Tbo three were cared for tenderly,
And Jim this blessing gave: "I pray
- That every one's New Venrs may be
As sweet as you've made ours today."
'God bless him moro he could not do,
For that Included me and you.
PHILIP MIGHELS.
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