The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1851-10-14

angel over tho right shoulder. with a glat
smile. wrote 1t down In his golden book; wher
evi,. however trivial, the angel over the LEI
shoulder wrote il down In his book. Then ht
kept his sorowful eyes on her until he ioune
penitence for the evil. upon which he dropped q
tear upon his record and blotted it out. aoc
both angels rejoced.
To the looker-on 1t seemd as II the traveller
did liile which was worthy Of such careful rec
ord Sometimes she did but bathe the weary
feet of her children, and the angel over the
right shou der wrote il down. Sometimes she
did but wait patiently to lure back some little
truan' who had taken step in the wrong d.
rectlon, and the angel over The right should o.
wrote IL down. Sometimes. with her eyes
fixed upon The golden horizon, she became so
intent upon her own progress as to let the liz
tie pilgrims at her side languish or s'ray;
then II was tho angel over the left shoulder
who lifted her golden pen and made the enlry.
and followed her with sorrowing eyes seeking
to blol il out. II. wishing to hasten her Jour.
ney. she left the little ones behind, 1t was the
sorrowing angel who recorded her progress.
Now the observer. felt, as she looked on.
that this was faithful record, and Yves to be
Kept to that journeys end. Those strong
clasps of gold on those golden books. also, i'm
pressed her with the belief that they were to
be sealed for the future opening. her sym
pathies were warmly excited for the traveller,
and with a beating heart she quickened her
steps that she might overtake her. and tell her
what she ha6 seen and entreat her to be
watchfnl: and faithful, and patient to the end
in her lifes wor * for she had herself seen ,h,ar
its results would al DO known whom those gol.
den books should be unclasped-that she must
not think any duty which it fell in her way 10
do, trivAl for surely there was an angel over
The right shoulder or ono over the left, who
would record it all.
Eager to warn her Of this, che gentaly
touched her. The traveller tnrned. and she
recognized or seemed to ecognize-herseD
Startled and alarmed, she awoke and found
herself 10 tears. The grey light OF The NOR
ming struggled through the half opened shut
tor, the doors were a jar. and the merry faces
wero peeping in.
wish you happy new year, mamma
wish you happy now year!"
She returned the merry greeting. healtily.-
She seemed to have entered on now exis-
tence--she had found her why through the
mazes where she had been entsngIed, aud
light was now about her path. The angel over
the right shoulder, whom she had seen in her
dream. old that her life work was bound up In
that gold den book. and it's final results would be
known-had assured her what was duty =
Nov SHE saw plainly enough. what she had
not seen before, that while il was right and
important for her to cultivate, as far as she
could, her own mind and heart, il was equally
right and equally important for her to perform
faithfully all those little household duties and
cares on which the cunfort and virtue of her
family depended-they had acquired new
dignity from the records of that golden pen.
and they could not be neglected without dan
ger.
Sad thoughts and misglvings, and ungrat
feht with the old year; and it was with
new resolution, and a cheerful hope, and 4
happy heart. that she welcomed the new year.
Il Boston Traveller.