The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1861-02-20
My Pets.
BY FRANCES D. GAZE.

on my way to bed.
! slipped in roiselessly, and saw
there picture more beautiful ant
touching than ever was transferred tc
canvass by the grandest Of the Ole
Masters.
A fair young girl lay upon the bed
her brown hair resting upon her snowy
/ pillow, and npon eech arm a beautiful
child, one boy the other a girl, ir
sweet and refreshing sleep. Fair
browed, golden haired little angles,
they were, and upon each little face
rested the sunny glow of happiness
and content
"Was there anything strange OF
uncommon" I hear you ask, "in see-
ing young girl in bed with two happy
sleeping children ?"
Yes, something very strange; some
thing ennobling to humanity some
thing great and good something to
be talked of, wrote Of remembered,
embalmed in the soul Of every true man
and woman, till it shall become a life
giving principle, aud lead those sim
ilafly situated TO "Go aud do like
wise. "
These two children were taken from
the Home" in New York. Were
twins-,a brother and a sister little
helpless ones given to a cold world
by mother too delicate, too frail, to
bear its storms, and she passed away,
leaving these bright images of God
alone
Kind charity gathered them mp as
brands from the burning, or rather,
plucked them as we pluck lilies from
the dark stagnant waters of the pond,
and transfer them TO our homes to get
out their fragrance among those we
love not like the lilies to wither and
die, but to be cultivated into immor-
tai life and beauty.
A stranger visiting New York, saw
them, and gathered them to her arms
the delicate dwarfed twin blossoms
and brought them to her home in the
West, Taught them to say mother
opened for their little stormed hearts,
fountains of love, from which they
drink daily draughts and are filed
They thrive and grow. Every hour
developes some new grace, and reveals
some hidden source of hope and Joy
that makes her heart leap with happi-
ness, and offer up its than lsgiving that
she was permitted to be the finder of
these lost gems, more precious than the
diamonds of the East, or all the gold
of California.
Is the benefit all on one side (? By
no means. She is cultivating her own
soul-opeuing it day by day to light
and truth She has not felt the dep
and holy thrills of matrimony, but she
has brought the pIre love of unselfsh-
ness to act upon those forsaken ones.
till they have crept into all the secret
places OF the heart, and are daily be-
coming more and more lie Of her life,
and~strength of her strength
Not her alone who has taken the
plaUe of mother, but her husband also
opens his arms as father, and the young
girl upon whose arms they lay last
night, loves them with love more
than sister's-loves them, works for
them. cares for them, watches over
them, holds them to heart, and sleeps
the sweeter for her tender care.
Dear reader, if you should happen
to be one of those that | meet almost
daily, wearing away the precious hours
of your young woman hood over zeph-
yr, worsted, or crotchet needles, seek
ing the midnight party for excitement,
and hunting through dry goods stores
and jewellers Shops for some new
folly upon which to expend the con-
tents Of a well filed purse, supplied by
an indulgent father, who has sold him
SELF body, and soul, since his early
manhood, to the Almighty Dollar
ask you to pause. Lay down this pa
per and try for one hour to think.
Is there not in your neighborhood
some sweet child whose sonl is being.
starved for the want of which you
might give, and be made richer by the
giving? Not your dollars and dimes
does it so much need as your love now
thrown away upon dogs and canaries,
upon fancies and fashion, upon those
things which give no return, but on
the contrary waste and exhaust the
soil, till ere long it will become bar
rem, fallow field, upon which no spring
violet or wild rose will ever bloom, but
instead the Canada thistle will scatter
and fasten its obnoxious seeds far and
near. This better love gives no more
than it takes OIL a
eff no love was ever wasted,
There would be enough for all n
No. child 10 all the world need be
orphaned if those who need would re-
ceive the blessing awaiting at their