Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1855-02-28
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MUSIC IN A HUT.

For the Register.
MUSIC IN A HUT.
Having a few days recreation from STU
dY, l was one cold December's mcrnnu
walking with fellow student up one vi
the principal streets Of the lille village OF
c.. We had formed an early acquaint-
ance, aud by our frequent intercourse had
tied the tender chord of friendship around
us-one. hope. that may always last
a friendship that should characterize all
students; nay, all mankind. And as long
as the States OF our fair republic thus cling
together in one great union, all the com
biOed powers Of earth cannot break the
band asunder. until every hill and vale OF
America would be covered with the b ca
ching bones of III 1se who in the last stru.
gle Of death whispered union, freedom,
and religion. 1t was, perhaps. my tender
regard and true friendship p for my friend
that made NE so melancholy, knowing
that on that day VIC were to be separated,
and perhaps never, all never, meet him
again, until at the great tribunal bar.
AS said before, it was Il cold morning.
The snow lay thick and heavy upon the
aground, and the keen wind made II nece>-
sarv to bundle up we'll, and those who hal
the rood things Of this world were enjoy
ing themselves around the domestic altar
or in the social circle. Thus many were
comfortably fixed, while the keen Decem
ber's blast was bowling around. striving
in vain to enter; but wealth, and influence.
and all bid defiance TO want and neccSsi-
ty. No poverty would ever be permitted
to pass the threshold of their mansion, and
wish that it may never do so.
Our social conversation had almost led
US unconsciouSly to the terminus of the
square, and owing to the cold, there ap-
peared to be simultaneous inclination to
stop. Just then my attention was drawn
to a small dilapdated house. The faint
smoke that issued from the fallen chim-
nev. and the catered curtains that hung
before the rag-stufed window, not hidin :.
the wretchedness within) showed that
some person lived there-and it seemed
that the blasting winds Of poverty, whist
ling through the crevlces of that bleak
cabin, sung out the rcQuium Of their hap
piness. My heart was melted, and my
bosom heaved with emotion. Why should
l not offer up prayer To Him, who, in
his good pleasure, saw tit to athct this
family with poverty. And while in this
melancholy rcve:y, my ears were greeted
by two sweet voices that came from that
little hut. They were evidently female
voices. and perhaps sisters. Sweet aud
melodous they were. too. unllse thOS'
you often hear accompanying the music
Of pianos and other instruments. They
had no barps to assist them-no parIur.
and nothing that would put them in the
singing mood. But they did sing, and oh
how clear, sweet, and melOIiOu~ This
showed that they were happy, and had
forgotten their miserable condition.
What lesson it taught me. ponder,
cd and reflected upon Life, and thought
while there was always tEorns with roses,
there must certainly Oe (and great anso
cutun it must be To broken hearts) also 70.
SEES with thornS. The future come 3p be-
fore me with all Of its multiplied scenery.
and said, you are now preparing for Iu-
ture disappearing to do something for
the good OF your feI ow man and the glo
ry Of God. Soon you must leave the pa
rental roof. and launch your barque upon
the boisterous ocean Of life-but mark it,
and mark it we'll, you must ply your oars
yourself. as by your own exertion the
barque will glide smoothly; because, if a
rolling billow does come, aud dash you
upon the rock or roll over you, and sink
you down deep, deep into the watery eI"-
'ment. nobody will help, but rather smile
at the back rolling waves, caused by your
sinking vessel. Learn from those voices
tha: there is happiness in poverty. Take
things by the smooth handle. and it you
aRre ever unfortunate. aud all the blessings
'of this world flee from you, be cheerful as
'those two sisters. l gave my friend a
hearty shake Of the hand and left him, of
ferlng up prayer for him who 1 hoped
might do we'll, and thanked God for so
blessing mankind with heart and mind
susceptible OF joy even in the darkest day.
A BEGINNER.