Weekly Trinity journal., 1858-11-20
THE TIE R Is Il .
Natural Blessings.

Natural Blessings.
shut my eyes, that might know
How sightless mortals felt;
The sun, the world, were all blank,
Wherein no beauty dwelt;
There was no glory on the land,
No grandeur on the sea;
oped nv eyes and thanked my God
Who thus had favored me.
closed my ears, and felt the woe
That many bosom feels,
That never knew the heavenly thrill
This blissful sense reveals.
The pattering rain no pleasure gave
Nor music to my ear;
took my bands away, and thanked
Ny God that | could hear.
kept my mouth comprest so ught
That not sound could come,
And thus imagined how thep 1elt
Who ever had been dumb;
could not tell my grief or Joy,
in accents loud or sweet,
Quick Enclosed my lips, and thanked
My God that ] could speak
And can see, and hear, and speak,
o wondrous, gracious One,
Who gave 50 glorious gifts to me
Who scarce one good have done
Oh, help me, Lord, to use them all
Tor good, for truth, and right
And never turn into a curse
My hearing, speech or sight
-.4i,ne K. H. Fdder.
UrMAN SKELETON "A friend, while out hunting
some days since, between this place and Dog
Creek, discovered in deep rayine the skeleton
of human being. As the bones were scattered
considerably, it is probable that the carcass was
.~eil,i LIT fl,oH och qata
At all events it had doubtless been there for sew
eral years. The portion Of a wool hat and the
remains of pair Of shoes, together with the
fragments of wooden clothing, indicate that the
bones are those Of a white man. Sad fate, SAD
fate Alas what tears have been shed by sor-
rowing relatives at home, what anguish and heart
aches have rent the bosoms OF distant loving
ones, at his long, long absence and strange 81
lence! How lorcibly do these bones remind us
of the Murdered Traveller, picturesque, affect
ing and most solemn poem, written before we
were born, by Bryant
sTbe murdered travellers bones were found
Far down narrow glen.'
And as was said Of him, so may be said OF the
unfortunate gold seeker, whose flesh perhaps
afforded banquet to the mountain wolf and
wild cat
"--thCre was weeping laI away,
And gentle eyes, for him.
With watching many an anxious day,
Grew soroWlul and dim"
And
long they looked-but never spicd
His welcome step again,
Nor knew the fearful death he died
Far down that narrow glen"
-Shastq Courier.
BEAUTIFUL HoMEs-True, sorrow will enter
even such places as the worm enters The rose; it
is our inevitable lot; but the burden of it can
be lightened by such means, and Il thousand
compcnsatnQ delights will 1utter ever about us.
Man may dispense with snch triies, as he deems
them, if he chooses thus to slight himself, but to
woman, whose whole existence is passed within
those walls, and whose mission is confined to the
small circle of home, they are Indispensable.
Much of the domestic unhappiness which curses
this State, is no doubt attributed to the unloveli
ness of our homes. What incentive to cheerulness,
to contentment, to purity, is there in the sandy
bleakness which surrounds most California homes!
What pleasure springs from the contemplation
of naked yards and dusty furniture? How the
women's eyes must rest on the fair blue hills and
stately pines at distauce, and how inevitably
she must sigh, and call her life n weary round Of
! servitude. IT is the meanest setshness and tyr
amy to indct such desOlatGn upon her. and the
husband who does it, should not wonder if bis
home ceases to be the pleasantcst place on earth.
-HydraUiic Press.
THE AGGREGATES or VICE AND YRTUE.-It is
msanthropical arrangement that causes men to
speak through the public journals and say: 'Ob,
see here! ! the aggregate of vice in society is
greater than the aggregate Of virtuep When the
journalist permits himself to pursue such an idea
until ii becomes an cvcr-harnossed hobby, he Is
depriyng bimself pleasant moments Of thought
doing nothing for virtue and making everything
appear sour and dark whereas there is light, and
sweetness, and beauty, and enough to delight the
view whitbersoever he may turn. 1t is well to
denounce wrong, but in doing it vci0usy there
is no merit. The corruption of party and the
dishonesty of demagogues are more worthy of
condemnation than society The one may be
kept in a position where policy dictates at least
a semi-moralty, but the other cannot be purified
and preserved clcanly by the assertion that chas-
tty has gone away, and that all kinds Of wicked
ness preyail-Sierra citizen.
INFANT ELoQuENcE.-We saw a sad, yet pleas
inc sight, in a quiet street Of our city the other
evening A rough, drunken fellow was outside
of the place in which he lived, making great
disturbance. Some passersby spoke to him, but
he threatened TO kick them, and they left him.
His wife came out and be rcpulscd her with an
oath. 'Ah = thought we, there another poor
/ wretch that's beyond hope when a mans wife
cannot influence him he's past redemption.' And
we were going on, but, as if to rebuke US, just at
that moment little girl, whose soft blue eyes
revealed the purity of her young heart, came like
an angel, from the house, crept up to the drunk
ard, put her small hand in his, and simply said.
Come, dear father, let us go in And the rough
/ fellow whom we had thought past redemption.
! caught the child in his arms and kissed her, and
went ms. r. Spirit of tile Times
ODD Fellows BCmAL,-IiOw beautiful is that
burial service for the dead among the brotherhood
Of Odd Fellows, performed at our cemetery du-
ring the past week over the grave Of brother
and wherein the fraternity cast green leaves upon
the cold and silent corpse Of the departed. We
know nothing of the Specification of which the
rtp is an pmblem lint il conVpvs IN us n sentiment