, 1842-04-02


gion and Poetry, made their dwelling with
him.
So lived the father and. son together; and
in addition TO filial and parental love, a close
and peculiar friendship grew between them.
The father was refreshed to see not only the
soul Of his youthful poetry new glowing in
the son, but also the soul of his faith. Alas
it has been the case that many a pious father,
in r%eceivin his son from the university, has
found in his house a young anti-christ, pre-
prured to despise and destroy the faith held
dear so long at the old mans heart. 1t was
not so with Gottreich; though, like all others.
he had run his short random course of free
thinking in the high school, he came home
with tn the faith of his fathers warm in his
bosom. So the old priest found his own
Christian heart freshly beating in the breast
Of his son, justifying the convictions ola long
life and the love Of afather.
If it be painful 10 differ in thought from
one we love in our heart, to trun away the
head from one to whom the heart is ever in
clined, it is doubtly sweet at once to love
and believe in fellowship with one in whom
our better self is sustaind and perpetuated
with youthful energy. So like a fair starry
night, where no star sets but one rises to shine
in its place.
Gottreich had a paradise about him in which
he held the post Of gardner for his father, en-
joying all its fruits the more he labored for
the old mans qualification. Every Sabbath
brought him new delight, in a new homily
prepared chiefly for the purpose Of gladdening
his fathers heart. He spent upon his homi-
lies so much poetic beauty and ~warm-glow-
ing power Of language, that he seemed to
strive to delight the still poetic mind Of his
father almost more than to enlighten and ed
ify his congregation. At the same time the
younge priest knew very well that higher
presumptiors on the part of the preacher in
favor Of the understanding and sympathy Of
the people are far better than the bold itera-
ton Of common places so prevalent in the
pulpit; for men only learn to climb by at
tempting something they have not yet CHM
bed.
The moistened eye ofthe cid priest, the
hands now and then, during the serman, fol-
ded in silent prayer, made for tbs young
preacher every Sunday an Assertion festiv-
al; and in The quiet vicarage brooded over
joys little known TO the rude world. Those
who imagine the preparation and delivery of
a coures of homilies throughout the year TO
he a dull, dry task, should have heard the IA
Their and son speaking Of the last, or consult
ing about the next, discourse for the little
congregation at Helm.
And now to the blessed little society was
added new and worthy member This was
Justa, a young maiden Of considerable wealth,
an orphan, who had left a neighboring town
to find repose and happiness in the little vii
lage where Gottreich and his father lived:-
glove, to make poor mortals best,
Bids tuo hearts together glow;
Yeti is not perfect rest!
Three together make it so.-
Two may be happy together, but three
may be still happier; for the two may talk
and expatiate Of all the excellencies of the
third; and so the harmonic triad OF friendship
will admit of variations never ceasing, never
firing. This happy third person was found
in the spirited young maiden, Justa; for after
she had seen the enthusiastic fac. of the
young poet and preacher, and heard some
four or five of his lent homilies, she gave
him her heart; and only reserved her hand
till the disturbances of the country flor it
was the time OF our war with the Freneh) /
should subside into peace. wish it were
in the pwer Of my hand to paint the beauty
Of that continual May-day life that bloomed
all about the lowly church tower at Helm,
under the fostering hand of the fair Justa.-l,
Piety and sacred beauty were here sweetly
welded together, as the Church cast its holy
shadow over the little garden where the hap
py three would meet in the evening, while the
like the dome of a temple, hung over
them. 1t is pleasant to think that, in MANY