Houma Ceres. [volume] (Houma, Parish of Terrebonne, La.) 1855-18??, 1855-07-19
s.ove, Friendship and Home.
By DOROTHY.


Three little words, and vet embracing
how much OF all that renders life desirable.
How much happiness is embodied in those
little terms: how eagerly We seek them,
and with W hat heartfelt disappointment We
turn from the others goods of life if they
are denied us.
Love. III 7 master passion Of the heart,
with what vivid pictures does it present
Us d Q future Of rosy enjoyment. when,
with the loved object of our affections, we
will find udited in one hisstuI combina.
lion all the clements OF love, friendship
and home. It paints fine scenes of wo-
manly grace and manly vigor, hale old
age, and calm serenity attending our foot
steps down LIES steep decliyities to our
last resting place beneath the-sod, cheer
ed be affection and truth from those
around Us. IT'S strange what fairy air
caslless we offer our wavward magma
tone to erect. Our busy fancy roams the
wide world DER, lost in maze of idle
reveries. weaving in vagary's loom bright
webs of future happiness. associated with
love. friendship, home and those we have
shrined deep within our hearts the sole
occupants.
Friendship! the solace granted by kind
heaven to man, to uplight his fainting
heart, and renew his dropping energies.
when drear disappointment has logged his
footsteps, and darkened with her dismal
shadow the sunlight of his path given
that despair may not wholly claim him
as her own. What would lif. be without
the consciousness of possessing friend,-
pure, disinterested,-who will sympathize
with US in our sorrow, and our happiness
be to them source of pleasure 1t is a
cheering thought and buoys us up under
the trials that await the footsteps of all
the ffail sons of Adams race.
Byron, Ion Byron. who met with but
| little friendship, and therefore could fully
appreciate it, said : 'Friendship was love
without its wings" But 'tis more, far
more, for 'ris love with intimacy; we may
love when we cannot approach with in
timacy, but in friendship ii is one privilege
to be near the object we desire, to soothe
in sorrow and participate and join in
mirth and glee.
Home, sMeet home! What other word
can convey the same sweet meaning
Home, resting place from care and sor-
row that we throw aside when we leave
the turmoil and strife Of busy life to enter
that temple of domestic bliss. 1t is our
oasis in LIES deary desert, the bright
fountain of sparkling waters. that lulls the
weary wayworn traveller DER life troubled
path to yeade and rest. There we find
quite and contentment gay, joyous mirth.
and gentle gladness are the constant at
PENDANTS.
Oh the unhappy ones who neve,
knew the word, to whom home conveys
!. no meaning, save place to eat, drink and
sleep, as convenience, and nothing more.
They see not the arm. chair drawn before
the glowing fireside on the wintry night,
the dressing gown and slippers awaiting
the loved ones return, the pleasant face
and beaming smile to greet him in his
home, a place of juy and pleasure, sane.
tuary of domestic peace. They see not
the grass plot Of summers evening
with the coy table under the shady tree,
the snowy napery, the golden honey, the
dainty roll of fresh, pure butter, the
luscious peach or strawberry, and theil
delicate accompaniment Of cream; the
smiling wife and happy mother, the gen.
tie sister, and loving daughter. Home
presents ma such scenes to them, poor
unfortunates Home is where the hear,
is, be it stately hall or peasants cot.
Our childhood's home, sound thai
thrills upon the ear, after long lapse O
time, when we have been out into the
world, burdened with its desires and vain
wishes until our best feelings are stifed
as seed sown among thistles. How the
heart will turn with eeger yearning to the
"Reminiscences awakened by that sound.
Old associations come throwing up at the
name, peaceful, joyous happy homd, where
we met abound the hearthstone and channt
ed the evening hsmn of praise where we
were assured of ready sympathy in oul
childeh tooubles, and of sterling counse
and prayful teachings where our youth.
full visions OF future greatness, drawn by
ambitions hand, would meet with kindl,
advice, not seeners and sarcasm; when
our gentle, dark-eyed mothei wogld resi-
her hand upon our head and bteathe a
petition for our veal. Our childhood
/ home-how it haunts the heat, Thai