Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1855-01-27

OF broken Sabbaths sing the charms;
Ours be the prophets of fire,
That bears US to a Fathers arms.
THE Brown TowEL.-''One who has Moth
ing, can give nothing said Mrs. Sayres, the
Gexton's wife, as the ladies of the sewing So
ciety were busily engaged packing the contents
of a large box, destined for Western mis-.
sionary.
"a person who has nothing to give, must be
poor indeed" said Mrs. L., as she deposited a
pair OF warm blankets in the already we'll fill
ed box.
Mrs. Sayres looked at the last named speak,
or with glance that seemed to say, "You,
who have never known self denial, cannot feel
for me-" and remarked-"You surely think
one can be too poor to give
81 once thought so, but have learned from
joyful experience that no better investment
can be made, even from the depths of power
ty, than lending to the Lord"
Seeing the ladies listening attentively to the
conversation, Mrs l.. continued
"Perhaps, as our work is finished, can do
no better than to give you my experience OH
the subject. 1t may be the means of show
ing you that God will reward the cheerful
giver."
During the first twenty eight years of my
life l was surrounded by wealth, and not UNI
til l had been married for nine years, did
know a want which money could satisfy, or
feel the necessity of exertion. Reverses came
with fearful suddenness, and before had re-
covered from the blow, | found myself the
wife of a very poor man, with five little chill
dren dependent upon our exertions.
"Fron that hour lost all thoughts of any.
thing but the care of my family. Late hours
and hard work were my portion, and to my
unskilled hands it seemed at first very Bit
ter lot. My husband strove anxiously to
gain subsistence, and barely succeeded. We
changed our place of residence several times,
in hopes of doing better, but without i'm
provement
Everything seemed against us. Our well
stocked wardrobe had become so exhausted
that felt justified in absenting myself from
the house of God with my children, for want
of suitable apparel. While in this low condi-
ton, went to church one evening, when my
poverty stricken appearance would esuape no.
tice, and took my seat near the door. An
agent from the West preached and begged
contributions to the Home Missionary cause.
His appeal brought tears to my eyes, and pain
fully reminded me of my past days of pros.
perity when L could give from my abund-
ance to all who called on me. 1t never en-
tered my mind that the appeal for assistance
in any way concerned me, with my poor chill
dren banished from the house of God by pow
erty, while L could venture out under the
friendly protection of the darkness. left the
church more submissive to my lot, with
prayer in my heart that those who had been
addressed might respond. l tried in vain to
sleep that night. The words of the text,
Give, and it shall be given unto you good
measure pressed down, and shaken together,
and running over, shall men give unto your boz
SON. seemed continually sounding in my
ears. The eloquent entreaty of the speaker
to all, however poor, to give mite to the
lord, and received the promised blessing, SEEM
ed addressed to me. | rose early the next
morning, and looked over all my worldly goods
in search OF something worth bestowing, but
looked in vain, the promised blessing SEEM
ed beyond my reach.
''Hearng that the ladies of the church had
filled box for the missionary family, made
one more effort TO spare something. All was
poor and threaGbare; what should do: At
length l thought of my towels. l had six,
of coarse brown linen, but little worn. They
seemed scanty supply for family of seven,
and yet took one from the number, and put
ting it in my pocket fastened to the house
where the box was kept, and quietly slipped
it in.
Il returned home with a light heart,
feeling that my Savior's eye had seen my
sacrifice, and would bless my effort to do right.
From that day success attended all my
husbands efforts in business. III few months
our means increased so that we were able to
attend church and send our children to the
Sabbath school, and before ten years had
passed, our former prosperity had returned
four-fold. Good measure, pressed down,
and shaken together, and running over, had
been given us.
1T may seem superstitious to you, my dear
friends, but we date all our success in life to
Gods blessing, following that humble gift of
deep poverty.
Wonder not from that day deem few too
poor to give, and that am firm believer in
Gods promise that we will repay with inter-
est even in this life all that we lend to him."
Chances OF deep interest unmixel with en-
Wy, were cast from the windows at Mrs. L.,
as, after bidding the ladies adieu, she stepped
into her luxurious carriage.
Her consistent benevoIence had proved to
all that in prosperity she still retained the
same Christian spirit which in her days of
poverty had LED to the bestowal OF the broien
totoei.
"Well," exclaimed Mrs. Sayres, +" Il we
all had such sei-denying spirit, we might
fill another box at once. Ill never again
think am too poor TO give. Independent.
A WOMB TO LITTLE BOYS. Who is respect
eds" 1t is the boy who conducts himself. well.
who is honest, diligent, aud obedient in all
things. 1t is the boy who is making an Of.
fort continually to respect his father and to
obey his mother in whatever she directs to DO
done. 1t is the boy who is kind to other liz
tie boys, who respects age, and who never
gets into difficulties and quarrelswith his COM
panions. 1t is the boy who leaves no effort un-
tried to improve himself in knowledge and
wisdom every day; who is busy and active in
endeayoring to do good acts towards others
Show me boy who obeys his parents. WHO'S
diliIent, who mas respect for age, who always
has friendly disposition. aud a desire to do