The gazette and Democrat. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1860, 1860-04-19
THE MOSS ROSE.
By PAUL s9IsQoyollk. =,

What can such useless little thing
as / do in this great wide. wonderful
worldPr thought amodest Moss
rose that grew ina sheltered nook. in a
6ne gardeu, fall Of strange and costly
flowers, Of almos. every shape. size and
color In front Of rich man s summer
cottage daiaH ,oo!s5 otq cid ei s'oegHaI
''Ths bee. yonder, works all the long,
bright days, and fills his storshOuse with
delicious food for his little ones, or for
man. The litus ant moves load as big
as itself. and never tires while day Fight
:asts. The birds are, all busy, building,
hstchiug, feeding, teachlng-doing eve
ry.hiug for the sake Of making others
hsppy. All these curious and beautiful
flowers that I see blooming around ne,
are useful. The gardener cuts their fine
blossoms and buds. and the lOselyswo
men who walk thtse paths talk Of them.
How charming they lookedupon the din
ner. table; how Sweely they crouched in
their glossy hair howjthey filed up the
ball,room with delightful odors. Every
thing has something to do but me. Fam
idle. am useless. I am worthless. l
wish 1 had never grown. l wish the
gardener would cut me down, and burn
mo up" lsr' .a.atss '.o
The Moss.Rose hung her head in
,, great heaviness, and thought many more
sad and gloomy thoughts. She did no
. supbo,e any Of her thoughts would b.
known or she would have been frightened
at her own bolduess. Yet she had spokel
her thoughts aloud and little tlmid vi
r olet, who sat quiet in the hedge not ia
% off, sending up sweet perfume from be
!. dainty throat, answered: .f.- a.-ti
;. "Dear Rose, even you, small and feebl
=. as you are, may gladden. the heart Of ma
"a with your beauty Please don't be dis
,r contented and spoil the pretty face Go
j. has given you. DO what you can. El
,e Joy this bright sunshine-this fresh mo
N ming sir-this pleasant south wind-ti
9. songs of these happy birds--ths lullir
Dr. sounds of this sparkling. trickling foul
ID tain. Look up at the dappled clouds, ar
q. iuio the broad blue sky that they float
en- aud be happy. God will find a useiu }
40 own good time" ~
,t. "Thauk you, dear Violet" said t
ma Moss Rose, who had been gradually il
no ing her head, after earnestly lookil
%. down. and listening to the gentle words
uo her cousin. i"Thauk you. a thousa
m. times, for your kind, uatfectionate, sist'
lily advice, l hope shall profit by it.
10 am 90 glad that you did not scold me,
zen then / should have Lost my temper II
q a afraid, and perhaps ! might have SpoE
wa lin anger. How wicked I must be-
m have been SO near an angry feeling
IVA ward you. who are SO good, and gen
bor and lovely to all. But il makes
ap. ..lchseriGl q oknow that you love me. lsl
ter Try toabe like you.''os 81 2 "a n "
ub- The eviolst'sleaVes naois!ened with te
cul, for she was filed with feelings she CO
al. not ,el! in words -,bey were SO mil
uob and SO many things came TO her lips
ow, once. So she was silent. And the n
sea. Rose was happy again and put forth
can ruday leaves, and, opened It's rich :r
soil ures Of fragrance to the kiases and car
g. es of the frolicsome summer air. ,s
up II would make my story too long 70
he all about the place whore the Moss
low. and Violet bloomed. ! must be con
can vithIId R.tle. li9 GiI IlEiq
ither Well. about an hours ride from
farm great city of New York. by The rail-
cess and then another hour in carriage,
dred on horseback, whichI like best,)
ulti- lovely lake, colled Rye Lake. 1t i
, his most sutrounced BY hills and forests
r6eld when il is calm in q eummers day
;" or the suow-white clouds float in the
T. joy, yer il. and you can see them away
iO~," in the still. deep water, looking as il
"Omi- hung there, Il reminds every one
takes pleasure in thinking Of such =
NC. Of the fairy.land we read SO much
Z la German stories On one eide Of thiI
lies sleeping hillside. tha. begins
who grove Of very tall, dark green hi
apper- trees, and comes down in a gentle,
ruaar n .lor. IN tha vsrv adOe Df tha lake.