The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-08-12

ing art they could think OF, TO attfact het AZ
ten,ion, but in vain. Impressed BY ihe''
molher's mood, they ale Aheir bread almost
In silence; and when they had finished, she
arose mechanically, and laying herbabe in It's
cradle, put them 10 bed She heard them say
their prayers, and babe good night, and God
bless Them, carefully and ,enderly as usual
but with that subdued, spiritess tone that
emenales from heart without hope. She
continued kneeling by their bedside long
after she had prayed with them, and wept-
Bitterly she wept, but there was no plying
eye 10 see now, no tender hand 10 caress,
no loving voice 10 soothe, as the cry from
her overburdened, despairing heart, "My
God, my God, why asl Thou forsakep met"
weni MP over the ,uacousciops- heads Of ihe
sIeepers ia iha: hour Of agony. No plying
eye did say? The eye that never slumbers
nor sleeps was there; the loving kindness
iha, said: sI will be Father 10 the father.
less," was about her eve Zen, though she
knew il not. In the power Of the Spirit
came the blessed sssnEance insan<Nerio her
despairing cry, "I viii never leave thee nor
forsake thee" and her soul grew calm, ell
her old trusting faith returned, and she arose
from her knees TRANQUILITY, feeling that ''lhe
Lord is very pleasant help in time of lrou-
ble." She took down the little worn bible
from the mantel, and as she readton through
the closing chapters of ST. John, an express
SION of peace ineffable, "the' peace ,ha,
passeth understanding" settled sereuelyson
her sweet lace. Putting the bible rsveren,ly
back, and took some mendng from her
basket and soon The clear ZONES Of hymn
sounded through the stiffness OF. the l,nle
cottage and "How firm foundation, ETC."
when peaIed from lordly organ, and echoed
through Valued dome, never assembled more
acceptable to "Him who stitch on the great
white lhrone."
But other eyes beside The All-seeing had
been looking in through the low easement at
The lonely sufferer, and now the sweet ZONES
of the holy hymn were interrupted by
knock at the door. The widow opened it
and saw before her a travel.slained man,
who asked only for crust Of bread and a
cup of wafer. The widow glanced at The
loaf which still lay on The table, aud then al
The sleeping children, and besilalea, ,sbut only
for moment; there was something in the
lone of the strangers voice that came grae.
fully TO her soul as the breath OF spring over
viole,s, and she thought OF her own belovad
boy asking for charity in some d.stan. laud,
and she h1siened 10 place .. chair and reach
him tse l6ai, lrus:ing in Him VINO causeIn
it TO rsir on ih earth where no man ,s, 10
satisfy The desolate and waste ground for
her orphans.
"My mother !! my own precious motherw
cried the fam iliar voice In broken tones, and
sprnging forward, she was caught and STRAIN
ed TO the beating heart of her long lost son.
"My son! my son G' she could only nurmur,
while he exclaimed: "I am rich, my moth
er, have been TO California, and have come
back rich beyond all ever hoped or dream
ed of--my poor famishing mother! am
just in ilme--thank God thank Godw and
the mother and son knel together in one
glad, earnest prayer of thanksgiving.