The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1851-09-11
For the National Era.
lLL-STARRED.-PARTS SIXTH.

90 For the National Era.
in lLL-STARRED.-PART SIXTH.
~ BY PATTY LRE
he what ssontinusI vsF q good and evil there
:, in life. apo how QoFn ze.,s, Z, -4,-r ao,,ei-
n. moOrs " Of the world, ID view of the bondage
ia wrong,
q, That 'tvers pious deed TO cut myself
The last last strand and hy but whither7 wbiths7
whatiftcast away the tird the hand,
H. APd aq1d none in the bush tits pOssblsn
and 50, ciinging 70 the dark and yearniue for Ii
light we live on, in trembling hesitancy-afraid
root up the thOrns which have given us shade
and shelter in some Sort lest no roses NAV sprin
/, up In their place. The love of the flesh keen
down our prayers the present is strong upon GU
/ souls, and for the future,
ne rambles out in endless aisles Of m,st.
The farther still the ds,kern
How hard it isto think correctly and act firmly
how hard, even, to be true to our convictions
For yet we trust that somehow good
VIII be the final goalOfil
To pangs Of nature, sins of will
Defects of doubt, and tants Of bloodu
silently on the cabin roof the snow sifted AND
sifted until II was piled in thick mass overhap0
ing the caves and the gables. Around the low
stone chimney, . hands breadth of black roof
alone was visible. About the door the ground was
bare, for the wind had been busy. as fantastic
curves andeurious ridges and patches Of naked
ground attd4A cross the smooth white mead.
Ows' and AZ edges Of the woods, were the
. tracks OF driven forth by their own
hunger or ~ Of the stronger animals that
hunted them IN ia shei5 RaSro~s ~
clearing had caught the snow among Their vines
I'd Looked like beautiful sculptures, while the
MANY stumps looked like the higher heaps Oh
snow. iood;oo N
Close to the edge Of the wood, and Leading 70
=, 81, rosd a narrow path was trodden from
the cabin. a. A.. ,;.h.
Il is night, dismal winter nighttime nsn'
sb;nes through the little window across inc ie'ei
snow through the window with its drspery Oh lrOs-
- ,inss The small brown birds that have been
tri,terips about the door all day, now picking the
o,nmbs which the hand Of the cottage g'rl mas
indy scattered, and now dipping their wings 10
some loose drift, and scattering the hsxeS aor0A'
again. have gone to the favOrite roost' ana are
on;,s o,;ll--one shining red foot drawn up In th'
warm feathers and one clasping the bough Dc
meath. ..L
Crooked limbs Of oak and maple and smooth
.,,;, s;cks Of white ash are heaped up in the deel
sreplace, and the ruddy glow shines over IN
h,ue hearthstones where the cricket slts sing'h
- h;rose,s across the floor and along the opposit
ali How the gilt lettering shines from the shei
~ hooks how the face Of the old fashiohe
clock olistens, how the blue cups and nioe'y Po
;shsd matters In the dressers glow again In
room Is humble and very quiet, but tne orOA
h,szs and the smile Of Csty makes IL cheerful "n
%, her smile is half sad. An hour ago she WI
ssv,,g by the table, and singing happily some car
q lsss rouudelay OF love; then the song gre" SUI
; and she wrought on for some time in siencei INT
. Tho work fell from her hands, and opening We
e uue. she read about some hapless shepherd W.
e wor, from the fowery crofts and the white Ten
: auce of his harmless fold
ora m. st,ll beckOning Of q shAdOwy hand
X Into the unseen land"
a Rut now. though her eyes are still resting on
IT na,s abe turnsthe leaves no more Is she tnir
=" inc Of the poor shepherd, and gathering mowers
y strew about his ysienary cOrse or sees 'n''
g, Imagination,
Is, EThs rough brisrs that pull
From his stray lambs The WOOL
m ~. -. thu sorror that Oyerspreads Der face con
ou ,.Or, her own heart. Across the dark WOO
ace .na over the hills by the old ruinous cnurCn'
snow is heaped high and smooth over
nu mound. There is no head-stone' lot she ""
ION w,dov and very poor, who lies below leaving
TO ~. hr0hl.s, roof for the orphan that sits
my inc 40 sadly tonight Yes, more than the rO'
on the excellent example Of PiOus lie ana nsr y
blessing. .
She pushes the dark mass OF hAr away !.
Eva her forehead, and leans one cheeA upou '"' :
ayS psllid hand, for she seems WsS'ed WIN p"s
.rs Int the expression Of the face 10 700
, ,U sna o.,m-sAs is not musng Of the dead.
There is a sudden gust-ths fame iasnes !,
- h;.hsr and the door creaks-the iast-'
ing heart sends the crimson 70 hsr ~. -,
the day the white sheet was a. 81
=, mothers coffin, she has been uSea " W. -
70 Of and the darkness, and is not afraid why !"
'red' ,be wind startle her Perhaps she fears the
nOns inc Of some simple but kind hearted ne's J,
nous Who will repeat the old stOry-ho" wrong y
re- IN gr,e,e. and how much better on inc ue-1
Idle Idle she knows it all bat Tor 'nas Np co.,
col aid one mourper ever weep the less Ss'
near not fear that il is Aunt Jane FOR nc, 0"n''
:. il not Obtrusive and wordy. Sae aO0' ~
Al o. how much greater Gods wisdom Is 'nNn ~.
nnm. how rsbsIlous It is to question OF p0s'a =
q the providence. True, she talks Of tho u''n.
shOld- p... Of the pleasant sunshine oil the pu.
In a ra,,r and the warm genial ars--oi all Tue
hip 10 ings that are In inc w. a., ,hs younx o
more brings them near, 30 near ''
when -. ,h.r and feels them, and rises up '''
's the soed 10 20 about her household 'arss ana $
anil. .oul 70 peace. Aunt Jane is one OF The "'