The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1859-06-09
For the Journal.
Our Childhood.


And feel again our boyish wish,
To roam like angels thors !"
Who does not linger with pleasing emotion,
ipon the days OF the past, when, In iunocen,
childhood, he played about his fathers knee,
and knew Of no Heaven but that OF his own
home; when he knew Of no angels except those
who dweli with him. aud clustered round his
fathers hresideP
Who has not, many times. listened to the
aged mans story, as he read to you from mem
bry's pages, some dear recolections of his boy
hood, which would cling about his heart for,
vert Though multtudes of cares have sprung
up and made life's pathway difficult many
lines for him yet some voice, as in days OF
Iore, whispered and bade him not oistrust, nor
cease 10 perform the duty assigned him. Again
would he wander by the brook-side, and "pluck
he wild rose in the wood = again does he clasp
lis sisters hand. and is happy in their childish
,lee.
40 vicious, or whose name has been 80 stigma
tsed with crime. that he has forgotten. Aye,
he lpould-but he cannot. 1t is when in the
midst of his revels. that some soft hand is SEEM
ingly laid upon him, and pleading eyes look on
his. 1t is then he starts, as his memory yields
up her visions of bright faces which he once
knew, which to know was neuer to forget. That
voice sounds familiar and he would give all the
,Dorld, were it his, could he feel that he had not
ceased to regard its teachings Tell me not that
the young man aud woman cannnot feel regret
steal upon them. when they contrast the pleas
ant past, with their wretched present, and fear
we many. many times, fail to appreciate those
feelings of sorrow, when they are wont to seek
our sympathies. and look TO us toNstay them in
their resolutions we repulse them for what
they hapc done. No hand lie extended to receive
theirs no voice tells them "you are forgiven
come with me-
We turn and leare them, and when the wicked
seek them out. and, IN kipd tone bid them
follow, whom would you blame All. fearit
lis, many times, oursclucs. Wesxpect too much
at once from the fallen, aud close our ears when
he depraued would speak lest thy speak to us.
We forget they are 0sak we forget that ,ue
too. may, in an hour we least think, likewise
yield to temptation.
Though they haUe erred, yet we must remem-
Der that they still creatures to be cared for
hat they are still our brothers. and sisters
Let us welcome them. as would parent his
erring child and they will again be IA chid'en;
we may lead them as they were then led. They
will again smile to know we still care FOR them.
,inca tbair childonod's homa has ron;she1 IN.
gether with those who once chided them 80
gently, and folded them so lovingly and lorgiv-
ingy within ther arms.
Methinks can see, even noip, a tear OF regret
stealing slowly and silently down the cheek Of
some poor youth, or even silvery haired man,
who is now alone in life, Do no, dsspiSs it.
angels will not; for his heart was once as mno-
cent, pure and noble as yours. See him es he
sits there, as it were. striving to screen his face
from your earnest gaze! Nay. do not blame him;
he vet feels--he can still love. Perhaps You
smile; but remember, though YOU think your
heart strong, yet time may come, when Sin
will be clothed in such garbs of seeming beauty
and fascination, that you will scarcely know
her, till she holds you firm within her grasp
when 10 loose thysef, were almost to sacrifice
existence. Do not stand aside to avoid him,
for he looks 90 sad. Lay your hand upon his
shoulder speak very gently to him perhaps
it will awaken him, and he will smile, and yet
do good.
Yes. we wiH forgive you, poor boy we rill
forgive you old man for methinks yon are
now remembering; methinks you now listen TO
hear some fairy football some sunny face to
come and comfort you. Come to our home
forget thy sorrow and exclsim He lealeth me
beside the still water" We will give you
sweeter nectar, than that which glows in the
cup from which you supped to-day with such
delight--but this evening finds you sad. We
will give you sports of which you will never
weary; they will never dissppoint you You
will always win. Though il be not tha
which, to-day, gIittcrs and on the morrow will
rust but you will win smiIss kind tDords and
tender sympathies. Wewill show you pictures
which will grow brighter and brighter The mo re
ycu contemplate their beauty. aud the nearer
you approach them. They are pictures Of
. Meekness IA forgiving SPIRIT" Heav-
IN I" Are they not even more bsautifu. than
those that hung upon thy fathers wall ?--snd
they shall all be yours We will gaze with your
upon scenes which thy memory will slways
cherish, and not upon those Of debsuch and
prime. which you fain would shut out from thy
gaze. since they are past With pleasure will
you love TO linger on them, aud moi with regret.
All, come with US become as little chill
1r-u = learn 10 do well--and we will forgive
you. You may be our brother, and 100 will be
your sister.
PEMBEAvILLE, MAY 10, 1889.
LIPE WITHOUT TRIALs Would you wish TO
live without trials? Than you would wish 10
lie but half man. Without trial you connot
guess at your own strength. Men do NOT learn
TO swim on table thev must go into deeper
water and buffet the surges Ifyou wish to un-
a. rstand thair tYua cSsracta.if vnn ,youId