Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-07-08
God Seen in all His Works,

! In that beautiful part of Germany whic
borders on the Rhine, there is a noble castle
which. as you travel on the western bank
OF the river You may see lifting its ancien
towers on the opposite side, above the grow
of trees about as old as itself.
| About forty years ago there lived in tina
castle noble gentleman, whom we shall cal
Baron. The baron had only one son, wh'
was not only comfort to his father but ;
blessing to all who lived on his fathers land
i 1t happened upon a certain occasion tina
this young man being from home. there
came French gentleman to see the baron
As soon as this gentleman came into the
castle, he began to talk of his Heavenly
Father in terms that chilled the old man:
blood. on which the baron reproved him
saying, 'Are you not afraid of offending
God, who reigns above. by speaking in such
a manner p' The gentleman said he knew
nothing abou, God for he had never seen
him. The baron did not notice at this time
what the gentleman said, but the next morn.
ing took him about his castle grounds. and
took occasion first to show him very beau
1lfuI picture that hung upon the wall The
gentleman admired the picture very much
and said, "Whoever drew this picture,
knows very we'll how to use his pencil"
MY sou drew that picture" said the
baron. Then your son is a very clever
man." replied the gentleman.
| The baron went with his visitor into the
garden, and showed him many beautiful
flowers and plantations of forest trees.
who has the ordering of this garden o.
asked the gentleman.
MY son." replied the baron, abe knows
every plant. may say, from the cedar of
Labanon to the hyssop on the wall"
"Indeed," said the gentleman" l shall
think very highly of him soon"
The baron then took him into the village
and showed him a small. neat cottage, where
his son had established small school, and
where he caused all young children who had
lost their parents to be received and nourish-
ed at his own expense. The children in
the house looked so innocent and so happy,
that the gentleman was very much pleased,
and when he returned to the castle, he said
10 the baron, "What happy man you are
to have SO good son 2"
"How do you know have so good son 2"
Because / have seen his works. and
know he must be good and clever, if he has
done all that you have showed me-"
But, you have never seen him"
No, but know him very WELL because
judge of him by his works"
True" replied the baron, "and this is
the way Judge of the character of our
Heavenly Father. know from His works
that He is being of infinite wisdom, and
power and goodness"
The Frenchman felt the force of the re-
proof and was careful not to offenl the good
baron any more by his remarks.
HIBERNIAN SIMPLIcITY.-An amusing in
stance of Hibernian simplicity is afforded
by the following little story, told US by a
friend, in whose words we give i'll
Molly, our housemaid, is a model one,
who handles the brooustick like sceptre,
and who has an abhorance for dirt and
sympathy for soapsuds, that amounts TO
passion. She is a busting, busy, rosy-cheek-
ed, brlght-eyed, laundering Hibernian. who
hovers about the book shelves, makes war
upon our papers, and goes about thirsting
for new worlds to conquer, in TIE shape of
and unrighted corners.
"One day she entered our library in a
confused and uncertain manner, quite I'M
usual from her usual busting way. She
stood at the door with letter between the
thumb and finger which she held at arms
length as if she had a gun-powier plot in her
fdSp HI aus" CT u our lHIulEleS DIS u uGi
business. she answered!
"An' it phase yer honor, I'm a poor girl,
and han't much larnin. and We sees, phase
yer honor, Paddy O'ReilIy, and the bether
than him doesn't brathe in oud Ireland has
been writin't of me Ietther-a love letther,
phase yer honor; an'-an'.
awe guessed at her embarrassment, and
offered TO relieve it, by reading the letter.
Still she hesiiated, while she twisted a bit of
'aw cotton in her fingers.
"Sure," she resumed, an that's list what
want, but it isn't gentleman like yerseIf |
hat would be Iiken' to know the secrets be-
ween us, and so there she twisted the cotton
quite nervousIy) if it ill only please yer
honor while yer radeing it. so that ye may
lot hear ii yerself if yell jist put this bit Of
ottom in ger ears an stop up ger hearin', an
han the secrets I'LL be unknown to gee
ave hadn't the heart to refuse her, and
With the grayest face possible, complied
With her request; but often since. we have
aughed heartily as we have related the
ncldent.n
BED Bues.-Speaking of bed bugs, friend
f ours, who put up at the Kalamazoo House,
ellis the following strong one:
"You see, went to bed pretty alfred
sed up, after hull day ON the old road be-
,re the plank was laid, caIculatin' on good
nooze. WAL, just as the shivers began to
ase off T kinder felt snmthin, irwin to mill