Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-01-16

lat new years day. Then they let their ances rur,
and grow Wild and revel they chose. They looked
al the glisenng piece. There was bread, and fuel,
and cothing aud every other comfort in its depths.
They continued TO gaze upon 1t. Now they saw with
in its rim pictures of delight and joy; visions of long
rooms, all wreathed and decorated with evergreens and
wers; visions of smiling faces, and happy children
sights Of merry sleigh-rdes, and the 9lstening OF
bright runners over the smooth-worn snow they lis
tned; they heard the mDgle sounds OF merry voices,
and the Ginning musical bells; the accounts of inno-
n, tong,e 'and the laugh of gladstone hearts. All!
what philosophers stone was that com How 1t
turned everything, first into gold, and then into happl-
ness! How it grouped around them kind and cheerful
friends, end filled their with kind voices! low 1t
garanded all the hours of that day with eyefgreens and
u!l-blown roses! How it spread them laden table,
and crowded it with merry guests! and those guests,
too, all satisfied. all happy! o, what bright rays shone
forth from that same trihing coin Of gold! Could 1t
have been bright in the child's the mans dark
pocket? Mo- else il had before then burned its very
way through and lent its radiance to others Could 1t
have shone with such visions in the rich mans hands
No. else his ayarice would have vanished once, and
his heart have overhowed with generosity! No, no :
it only such the wiGaw and her child, that IT
wore such shine; and emitted such brilliant rays;
and revealed such sweet and welcome visions Only
for such they
That night returned this angel boy to the bleak room,
then filled with happiness, and lighted with joy; but he
alone; his own mother was with him. Ble :
sed boy! lie has passed the whole of new years day
in making others happy! And how much happier was
he himself! How his little heart warmed and glowed,
to see the child uncover the basket he had brought
with him. and take out, by one, the gifts that
slowed there! And how overjoyed he, TO see his
mother offer the sick woman work, and home,
and to see the sick woman grow suddenly srong, and
almost well, under the influence of their kind Offers!
He wondered if their happiness could possibly be as
deep as his own; if their years as bright to
them was his to him! He knew not how any one
could be happier than he was, at that moment
Years have rolled away into the silent past That
little girl-Esie Gray-is lady. Not a lady only in
name, but in very deed, in heart in conduct! She
dwels in sweet suburban cottage, and her husband is
devoted only to her. That husband is no other than
the generous little boy, who the years festival
accosted her tendery in the street, and home
with her! Her poor mother sleeps quietly in the little
church yard yet she lived know that God had pro-
vided for her child. She died, resigned and happy.
Are there cons either of gold silver that must
be locked away from sight this day of the year?
Are there any, containing within their depths such
sweet visions, such happy sights, that lie under
lock and key all this day, lest happiness and comfort
may becomeefeo universall
Here is one, where comes another 4?