Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1858-07-31
Broken Homes.

Of cherries hearlh-stones, and of missing
loved ones. Where can we finJ home
TIA, is not broken Where can we look
upon an unbrokon family circle ! Alas
there are few such. Be the home pal
ace, or a cottage, be il the home Of the
rich, or the home OF the day laborer, we
seldom find that home unhroken. Some
loved form is missing, some sweet voice
which once made home echo with It's 10y
Gus music, is hushed forever and some
bright eyes are closed.
| We know not what gem il is, that has
dropped from your home caskel, even the
smallest one is missed, oh so much.
brief Summer, is precious link in the
chain Of loved ones, aud if that link be
severed, it casts sorrow Ger your heart,
and leaves you broken home. Ii may
be kind father, whose voice ever coun-
celled you in the path Of duty, and who
has been loving guide through the years
of youth. Now his counsels are done,
no, LOST: for will you eyer-tfeasurc them in
your memory
Perhaps il is fond, indulgent mother,
who, care-wo orn and weary with the duties
Of life, has gone to her rest. How little
did you value her prayers and p'eadlngs,
her daily and hourly sacrifices for you,
but now that you hear those prayers no
more you weep bitter tears. and sigh for
her who was once the light Of that now
broken home.
Home may be broken by the absence
of fair and gentle sister, or noble broth
er. That sister may have left you for a
new and unlried home. Or perhaps, day
after day, you have marked painfully the
hectic flush on her cheek, the eyes so un-
naturally large and brilliant, and as you
have sal by her, holding the thin, emacia-
ted hand in yours, have turned away to
hide the tears which filled your eyes, as
you thought Of the home so soon to be
broken.
That brother, who was the gayest of
your home circle, may be roaming in dis
tant lands, or pursuing his studies in some
far.of city, surrounded by temptations TO
which he was a stranger a, home. Or,
he may have yielded thus early TO the
grea. Reaper, who spares neither yonth
or beauty.
How oft, in the calm, twilight hour, as
you sit under The vine-clad porch, think
ing of the past. the present, and the un-
known future, do you seem to see the
sweet, smiling face Of that sister. or to
Ihear the clear tones of that brother: but
ah it is only dream; broken home is
yours.
i Perhaps, the 'lone' blue sea- keeps
some cherished one, who had bid yon
good bye with sad hear, and fearful eyes,
10 seek, for few months another home,
but who, on wild night, found grave
beneath the rolling waves, while you, res
ting peacefully at home, were lille dream
ing that your home was now broken.
We, who are bright and happy, will
ere long realize what ii is to have broken
homes. Each of us as we grow older,
must separate from The loved inmates Of
home. and 60 forth into the world 10 find
other hearts and homes. ..
We may be many miles from the old
home. Oceans may roll between, yet
still. wherever we are, whether in the
midst of city scenes, or enjoying the calm
quiet OF country life, our hearts will fond
ly linger on the dear, but broken home Of
our you,h.-Ladies Home Magazine.
Youthful Love. H.r
Youthful Love is an object on which
grey-bearded men vent much spleen and
scorn; but depend upon il where II exists
in reality it is the sweetest thing that ever
life knows; it is the viole. OF our shor!
wears Of existence. The rose is beautiful.
rich in hues, full of perfume and bright
ness, as she faunls her gay bosom in the
ardent sun Of June; but give me the violet,
the dear early violet, that scents with her
odorous breath the air Of unconhned
spring: the soft, the timid violet, retreat
ing from the gaze with her blue eyes cast
down; the first sweet child ofthe sweetest
season, ,enGerest, the geniiest OF all The
flowers of the field, the emblem OF earnest
and innocent affection. No, there is noth-
ing like it! In all after years, we may
lay our hand upon what JOY we will
/ pure and innocent il must be TO bear the
comparison for a moment-but in after
existence, we shall never find anything
on the earth like the. first foper Of the
hedrE
Whom to Marry.
When young woman behaves TO her
parents in a manner particularly tender
and respectful, from principle as well as
nature, there is nothing good and gentle