Republican vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1857, 1849-02-26

| at that desolate hour an eye looked down from
Heaven upon that friendless widow. There by
the Enthusiastically the dying embers an angel
hovered--an earthly angel; even in the guise Of
that cheerful child. For
Earth has its angels, though their forms are
moulded
But of such clay as fashions all
Though harps are wanting and bright pnions
folded,
We know them by the love-iight on their bow"
"Mothar" said he, eve will not starve God
has not forsaken Us. There are better days to
come, mother saw it in a dream, and III it
beheld your dear self, and you We're singing
pleasant song away in that Elessed home Oh
mother, cheer up! cheer up !"
When the little boy lay down upon his wrets Il
ed couch, that night, he was changed. His mo-
theirs great despair had transformed him from a
suffering child into a strong-hearted man-from
a weak and helpless dependent, into an earnest,
thoughtful worker; henceforth his path was one
Of duty alone-and no almrement, be it ever so
bright, could turn him from it. Before him gilt
tered forever guiding star and his inter Sc, alb
sorbing gaze, from which neither the cares nor
the pleasures, nor the varities of life could be
for an instant diverted. Existence had for him
but one object, and his utmost energies were
taxed for Its attainment.
Never did the sun rise in greater splendor than
vi NC" efl IIlUllIllS 101iONlflS tIdl ll1G0L
of hunger, gliding the spires and dones of the
city with its rays The streets We're art adv rap
idly filling with the gay crowd seeking pleasure,
and men walking as though new life had been
given by the general hlarity and the bracing air
In the most crowded street was the new S. boy |
but not the diseonsoate, wretched lad who had
podded his way through the storm the night be-
fore to a desolate home and supperess bed.
You would not have recognized him as he Ilur-
ard his face ali radiant with the great hope that
struggled at his heart.
hat night ioy visited the forsaken Tfiresde
They had paid the landlord his rent, and still
had sufficient left whereWith to purchase food
1t was a merry New Year for them
Years came and welt. Great changes had ta-
ken place The boy had grown to manhood
High honors were conferred upon him Wealth
flowed into his eotiers-his praise was upon ev-
cry tongue. And ct this hour, upon the banks
OF the Hudson, his mansion stands conspicuous
among thousand others for its taste and ele-
gance.
He has but one cornpanlcll--his aged mother; |
the lonely widow whom we saw some years a.
so, gazing mournfully into the fire, and watch
ing it's Pickering LIGHT. His influence was felt
far and wide, and the poor and wretched of ey-
cry class and kind come around him with theirI
blessings
1haHkd5od Thank Tod Tor every suffering
son Of man, Who comes up from the deep shad-
ow of despair into the blessed sunlight, and,
turing gives his word of cheer to the cropping
millions beneath him.
Thank God thank God that scattered here
and there, throughout the .worsd in many al
humble home, may be found, men and women,
unto whom life presents but little Of love, OF
hope, or joy, and yet no pass along amid It's
desolate paths without nlurmur, sustained and
soothed and blessed by this alone--A CHEERFUL
HEART.