The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1851-06-14

Making lie SEE III all Dtuuliul!
Every lovely path he treads, and every flower
lie sees, reminds him Of the JOY he i. losing, the
bright faces he has left lie cutiyatcs no other
"huwers' than hope and "memorv'-no other
music than the name Of home lie recalls to
mind
'Tis sweet,o hear the wa,chdoss homes! bark,
Bay deep-moulh'd welcome Us We draw near
home
I'll. sweet 10 know there is an eve will mark
Our coming and look brighter when We come.
Home is mans paradise, and uoHans world
'lhe bird will drop into its nest though the treas
ures of earth and sky are apen to lt.'-thus will
woman make home her sphere, iG which to think
to speak, to act and n true woman never de-
parts from it only to raise those who fall to com
fort and help the weakhearted, to sympathize
with her fellow beings ard teach them how to
be good and happy, Home is womans empire
To influence, to brighten and make happy ore
noble rorthg heart-shOuld be the height and
extent of her ambiton-to make that one forget
the strife and storms without for the light and
loye-lit smile within, should be her highest aim
Happy, happier far than thou,
With the Laurel on thy brow
She that makes the humblcst hearth
Lovely but 10 oHs-Oa earth.
The youth who leaves his fathers hall to
search for wisdom, health, or fame, never furgets
the home Of his childhood, his heart will Of. be
sick to breathe his native air, to tread again his
native hills to gaze upon the gently flowing riv.
cr to listen to the melody of birds, whose voices
were familiar to his boy hood, and not more mer-
~ than his own-anl whose soarings taught
HIM to rise trustiugly above the Ills OF life, even
to the sky of Heaven.
Tie may win wealth, honor aud fame, but not
without strife and toll, disappointment and vexa-
tlon, which often wrarles his heart making il
long for peace and quiet. Then lis mind wan
ders back with unerIIng instinct, to the happy
home OF his infancy and boyhood be pines to
rest again beneath the roof which sheltered him
in early years, to lave his parched lips in the
spring near the cottage, or from the "iruu.bound
and moss.coyered bucket that hung in the we'll"
Sweet voices Of home then come in his dreams,
And carry him back 10 his childhoods scenes,
To that iOnd mother, on whose faithful breast,
His childhood was reared, and gently caressed
Such memories come over the weary spirit
like the summer rain upon the whitening flower
or like the dew of morning, identifying and in
vigorating the dropping soul, raising our thoughts
TO higher and purrs sphere.
What an earnest and soul thrilling pleasure is
a homcward journey, after an absence Of years
How the heart bounds with delightful auticipa.
tiUns In fancy We meet our friends many
times ere we reach them, hearing and saying a
thousand kind words-the hopes and fears, the
excess OF JOY which becomes almost painful can.
not be described for thedeepgst and best feeling
Of our nature cannot be told The first familiar
object that meets our ewes has power to check, or
hasten the beatings of the heart which seems too
large to find room enough for its breathings in
this world, and it would break asunder It's pris.
on doors were 1t not for tears. in which We may
pour forth its earnest overlowings.
But we cannot endure to see change the
shadow of a change, even an improvement dark
ems the splrlt-lt says, passing away passing a.
way that we and all else must soon pass away,
and our places have other occupants. But sor
row and regret is forgotten in the pure and heart,
felt JOY, caused BY family meetings. The attach.
ment ofbrohers and sisters, the devotion of moth
ers is of no evanesCcnt natnre. 1t not only
brishtens the present, but occupies the memory
with an undying influence, and is often to Us in
after life green spot an oasis in desert
'Iis there we learn To govern ourselves, and BAN
ish every feeling which selh,hncss engendcrs
wo there learn to exert OURSELVES for the happi.
ness Of Others and there we learn the value Of
existence.
| In after life, when surrounded by trials and
temptations, We find our rcctudc endangered
perhaps shaken, how sweet and dear is the re
membrance of that period. when We enjoyed the
highest delight from pleasures into which no
doubtful or dangerous feeling ever entered
Their memory will strengthen our love oc virtue
and justify our thoughts-preseryiug us from ey.
cry evil which may surround us.
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ture to every eve, different feeling to every
heart. Some may remember broad aud lighted
halls, mnssy star.cases, large rooms, old pictures
portraits of their ancestry, eutensive parks, en-
closing beautiful forests, and game of every kind
To others, that name may recall to mind q white
cottage, lar from crowded streets, or lighted hall.
in a green valley, covcred with sweet crcey ing
vines, with forsst Of eyergrecns, shaded by
trees whose boughs spread over il like n green
tent-a place most beautiful In summer, with gay
flowers, green leaves, and fragrant grass. IL
winter, cheerful with its bright fires and lovclit
| faces-the happiness Of earth and home
| How beautiful and touching is the return OF
i'll fated Ulysses. after being tossed upOn the an
cry waves, passing through storms and tempos,a
shipwrecks, and many dangers he returns to his
home, where his old dog meets him upon the
threshold, knows him, and strives in vain tocrawI
and kiss his feet
"Yet all he could, his tail, his ears, his eyes
| Salute his master, md confess his oya,
Takes a last look--nnd having seen him-dies I"
The heart must hc cold and calous indeed
that does not feel some emotion in re.,isting the
home Of its childhood whether the scene he in
crowded cities, or ON green pralriCs, surrounded
10y bluffs, watercd by beautiful streams, the same
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past rush over it, till every event of our youth i.
artayed before us, in colors bright and fresh as
spring morning. Past pleasures seldom grow
dim in memory, aud the present often suffer.
from the contrast Every shrub and tree hav,
something to tell, and they speak cloqucntly t,
the hearts They a,s silent, bu, living witnesses