The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1858-09-24
Gales an0 Sketches.
"GOOD-N1GHT, P.4PA."

Everybody with large and active Phio-
pfogenliveness and inbabitiveness will recog-
nIze the beauty and truthfuIness ofthe follow
ing; aud we commend us spirit TO all families.
Ii should be cultivated where 1t does not exist.
There is good deal OF heaven on earth if we
only knew it.-Eos. PuGEN.
These are the words whose music has not left
our ears since The glooning, and IT is midnight.
'Good-night, darling God bless you you
will have pleasant dreams, though toss in fr-
Vprss haunted by the demons of care that harass
me through the day. Good night ~ The
clock on the mantel struck twelve, and no
sound was heard IN the house save the regular
breathing OF those little lungs in the next room,
heard through The door ajar. We dropped our
pen, folded our arms, and sat gazing on the
lazy fire, while the v hole panorama Of a life
passed beuIe us, with its many 'goolnightS.'-
IL IS great thing 10 be rich, bui it is a rich
thing to have good mrmory-provided that
memory bear no unpleasant fruit bitter 10 taste;
aud our memory carries us back TO many
Pirasant scene-to the little arm chair by the
hresIdt to the iruadlebed al the loot Of the
bed 10 the lawn in front of The h9use, ami the
orchard behind ii /: ID the butter cups and the
new clover, aud the chickens, aud the swallows
Al the birds ness, and the Strawberries, and,
the many things that attract The wondering ewes
OF childhood, to say nothing Of the starry skies,
and The weird gloom OF the meaning Forest
But then, there were the 'good-nightS,' and the
little prayer, and the DOWN bed, on which
Sluinbel fell as lightly as a snow fake, only
warmer, and such drrams as only visit perfect
innocence The household sGood- night -
Somebody. IN whose brain IFS lIch music still
lrngerS has written this:
'.Gond-nght ;" A loud, clear voice from
the stairs said il was Tommy. 'DooG-night -
muFmurS little somrthing from the trundlr-bed
"a little something that we call Jenny, that
filled large place in the centre of ore or two
pretty large hearts. sDood-night . llsps little
irllow in PLAID rifle dress, who was named
Willie about SIX years ago.
Now | lay me down 10 sleep,
] pray the Lord my soul 10 keep,
II should die before / w-a-k-e'-
aad Pfsp Ihs 81 smql bnPd Isl n is N4pflsbeff phR
20 up sooner than many long petitions that set
out a great while brfole IT.
sAnd - II was goodnight all around the
honest al, and very sweet music it made, too,
in the twilight, and very plrasant melody II
makes now, as we think of ii for it was not
yesterdy or the DAY otIoFt, hut ioiS ttihe ago
so long, that Tommy is Thomas Somebody,
Esq, and has forgotten that be ever was boy,
and wore what The bravrSl and richest OF US can
never wear but once, five tIy,-lhe first pair
OF boots.
',And so it was Goodnight all around the
house and the children had gone through the
ivory gate-always let little ajar for them
through into the lands OF dreams"
And then the lover's 'Good-night," and the
parting kiss They are as Prodigal OF the
hours as a sprndthrIfl OF his coin, and the
minutes depart in golden showers, and tall in
dying sparks at their feet. Goodnight. ~.
Y, .7iias