Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1867-11-16

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Father urmI AUt WuH Saturday
sights nr ua lrnuH r' mur.
Or many ST.. H.'.rI. Mo. Unf.U
N may hu 60 ruu Urilr WDr,
hnrn and tired lpu hUl Tor which
mi, little cumming upHmd nui Joe
made
lis good 4" r.,t, aud wc are glad
10 have one u,.hl ui tlo w,,N tur
review, Our u,rht iuWbirh Ia l"ol,
l,nrk nj the huliuwucss of life our
little season in which we can lo'l,
nj the beautiful ui il, for there /.
beauty in il, though the terrible TO.
morrow, which promises more than
il brings, sadly hides the perfection
Of days, life and events,
Since Inst we sat 10y the desk to
write thus outside of politics or bus,
mess, there have been many changes
Many II heart has been widowed
and many Fad pillow in the final
earthly home, marks where sleeps
the missed ones, Do you know there
something very strange about this
ife aud death? We do not see why
people 80 desire to live From the
cradle to the grave il is but toll, la
bor, sorrow, disappointment and
veyation, We're il not that we look
for 10. morro,r to bring us happiness,
or next week or next year to bring
us comfort, there would he but dark
clouds over all of us. The days, the
wears are but the seconds and mo-
mcnts of God That Of time we
prize so highly is Of no moment to
Him, and yet how we hang on the
great pendulum with its tiity-two
figures thereon, each like this of
which we write.
Death is not dreadful 1t is but
the sleeping here, to weaken there !!
1t is but sinking to rest in our office,
when wearicd with the labors of the
day, and waking at home, where
about us will stand in the sunshine
of Gods wondrous love the dear ones
gonc before to prepare the parlor Of
Eternity for our use and our resting
forever! And who would fear to
thus slecp-to lay by the pen, TO
shove back from the desk and say,
"good bye, wearying labors, we part
forevcr"--to recline the head on back
of cushioned chair, to smile as our
eyes see the loved ones waiting, and
to know that instead of walking we
are waited silently and on wings of
love lest we waken before tho glad
surprised
Working man and brother, we
care not what your language, or how
much you differ from us in opinion,
to you we talk tonight. Opinions
are but opinions. We may be wrong,
you may be wrong-each Of us may
be wrong, for none but GoD is right.
You have a right to your decisive
have II right to ours, for they are
born of a higher power, to be ope-
rated on by acts, events and argu-
ments. But we would add to your
happiness, here. Another will care
for YOU in the hereafter, as He will
care for all of us. You teach us by
your daily example many things;
We see you nobly striving, and
would help yon if such thing can be.
We all seek happiness. Let us see
how it can be had. You are tired.
Then rest. Go homo and be with
those who are with you and of you.
Throw your labor and dignity be-
hind you. Open your heart. Talk
of the beauties of the pastyou have
seen, and congratulate yourselves
that SO much misery which has be
fallen others has escaped you. No
matter how hard your lot, semc one
has q harder one. Think if there
are not near you those you would
on no account change places with
IF you love, love more. If you
hate, hate less. Life is too short to
spend in hating any one. Why war
against mortal who is going tho
same road with us? Why not ex-
pand tho flower of life and happi-
ness by learning to love, by teach
ing those who are near and dear the
beautiful lesson? Your hands may
he hard, but your hearts need not
be. Your forms may be bent or ug-
ly, but do you not know that the
most beautiful flowers often Erow in
the most rugged, unsheltered placesf
The palace for care-the cottage for
love. Not that there is no love in
the mansion, but somehow if we are
not very careful business will crowd
all there is of beauty out of the
heart. This is why God has given us
Sabbaths and Saturday nights, that
VIC may leave business in the office
and have heart cleaning.
Forgive as you would be forgiven
Love rs you would be loved Do as
you would be done by. Supposeyou
were weary prisoner at home, and
think how welcome would be the
coming of her you love, to be with
you one night, if not each night, and
20 by the places of dissipation, OF
wickedncss, where people would not
so congregatc if they did not forget.
If You would have home happy,
try to make it so. Light the lamp
of life and kccpit filled with the oil
of love, care, affection, tenderness,
and caresscs, that it may not go to
sleep in the dark when the work OF
life is ended. Children often fear to
go to sleep in the dark, but there is
another sleep, and a moro terrible
darkness Only this, and nothing
more!
Suppose we fall asleep in the
office this Saturday night, and, neg
lecting to have trimmed our lamp,
awaken to find but darkness and
gloom, and neertainty. We may
find matches, but of what avail il
there be no oil2 We may die and
live again, but if there be no lamps
of love TO tighten our future, better