Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1861-11-29
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One, two, three, four, five, my last pupil
has departed, and these twenty seats which
this morn were filed with as many bright
faces, are now empty and silent. My day
work Is over, and its account, whether bad
or good is sealed up,-not a word or thought
even can recall Whatsoever the record
my angel hath written concerning me, that
must stand forerer.--
l take my bonnet ami shawl from their
accustomed nail. and mechanically locking
the door of the old school room, set out on
\ long. cold, but pleasant walk to my board
ing place. And as musing 60, these cease
less echoes from the clock of time are ringing
in my car :-Nercr-forcrcr. Zach mo-
mont cut of from the plain of the Present
and given its own appointed place in the bos-
ON of the Past, sends forth a new chime
But its music and its teaching are ever the
same -.Nercr-F F0rcucr How much is com
pretended in these two little words How
many vibrations are starte! when these key
notes are struck. Mctbinks they are the
chords on which Eerntty vibrttcs.
Filled by the thoughts awakened by these
chimes, | have forgptten the long distance
and the biting cold and before am aware
find myself at home. Home, did | say p
All that is far too sacred n name. My
heart has never morcd out OF New gland
But have found cheerful fire in the sit
ting room, aud warm supper awaiting my
return And now the evening meal is over
and have stolen away to the solitude OF my
own little room and kndled FIRE in the pol
Sshed - air tight But Jack Frost has
been here before me. | see his gr0tesqts
earrings on my window, and find the trace
ei ls lroE, icet upon every thing. l know
the old rogue butl will see what my friend
Caloric can do lor me. All, he has already
made loop hole in one of old jacks tow
crs, through which can see the calm, bright
sky. whirh 10 ef .pch !. or lr azure, that the
eve is lost in inmeusity as i; sizes into those
blue depths spriokled ser with - golden
tears" What time and place more fitting
10 indulge in reseric? Hut remembering
have something else to d., reluctantly turn
from the window. draw cut my little table
take ny materials and SIT down to write.
Write, write-whs; shall write? look
round the ROOM Tor an answer. The looking
glass hanging oyer the bureau only rellect'
back my departing Look. the wash stand il
the corner with its pretty blae furniture i
mn. the dre, as it goes roaring up the
chimney. laughs cut " don't You wish yot
knew 9''-ard the snug little bed with II
snowy sheets aud count,rpanc, whispers IA
pha, you are tircd toni 5ht. Put by YOU
writing, coase wrap yourself IN my down,
embrace, and will quickly conduct yon t
the pleasant land Of dreams. The invita-
tion is too tempting aud rising, throw my
self upon the bed and nslin gaze ont of III,
window Oh, this glorious starlight, Iii
a holy link 'tHixt us and those We love. |
unites US not only with friends SEPARATED
from US by distance, bat also with those wh'
are absent in the country Of the ang,ls.-
They tcyond-we this side the star wroush
veil. They bAskins in light inefabIe-we
struggling vet with earth shadows The,
IN the near presence Of Hin whose glory i