Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1867-05-02
Selections.
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The sweetest word in our language is
love. The noblest word in our language
is God. The word expressing the short
est time is now. The three make the
sweetest duty man can perform.
Present to an ordinary man the
maxim, "Love your enemies" you may
hear him sigh as he answers that the
saving is divine and he fearssthat he
will never practice it. The reason is
that he has an enemy and fully under
stands what it is to love him.-Ecce
Homo.
The blessed dead say to US, weep
not rather follow the way which will
bring you where we are; one gets here
by loving God, serving him with all
ones heart, through the mourning, the
separations, griefs, depressions, tears
that fill up the whole of life. Heavy Is
at the end we must pass through trials
as the soldier does, without fainting or
dismay, across battle fields to glory"
1t is when we are sorrowful that we
feel the need of heaven accordingly,
God promises it to those that mourn,
and calls them blessed because they
shall be comforted. OH fortifying
promise How powerful it helps us to
bear our cross, heavy though it be.
Heaven is held out, but we must gain it
by suffering, and like Jesus Christ, ar
rive at glory by the long path of CAL
vary.
One has so much time for thought
in the country. However occupied one
| L. \ In that
the mind, which works away on its own
account like mill-wheel. Let US try
to make it turn to some purpose, give it
good grain to grind, yields us what we
intrust to it let our memory be filled
with beautiful things and our thoughts
will be beautiful. Imagination takes
the hue of what it dwells on.
The moment a friend, or even a
mere acquaintance is dead, how surely
there starts up before US each instance OF
unkindness of which we have been guilty
towards him. In fact, many and many
an act or word which, while he was In
life, did not seem to us to be unkind al
all, now "bites back" as if it were q
serpent and shows us what it really was
Alas twas thus we caused him tC
suffer who now is dust, and yet then WI
did not pity or reproach ourselves
There is always bitterness beyond thai
of death in the dying of a fellow crea
ture to whom we have been unjust o.
unkind.
"A correspondent sends the follow
ing to the chronological Journal: If yol
. would have loving wife, be as gentl
in your words after as before marriage
e treat her quite as tenderly when
= Matron as when a Miss don't max
. her the maid ofall- work and ask he
+ why she looks less tidy and neat tina
when you "iirst knew her )" dent bu
cheap, tough beef, and then scold be
cause it does not come on the tabl
=, "porter house )" don't grumble abou
O squalling babies if you cannot afford
keep up nursery and remember tina
|, s'baby may take after papa" in his di,
u position; don't smoke and chew tobat
o co and thus shatter your nerves, spo
d your temper, and make your breath
# nuisance and complain that your Wit
a declines toskiss you go home joyor
- and cheerful to your supper, aud te
your tired wife the good news you hay
he heard, and not silently put on your hi
oF and 90 out to the Club or dodge
40 and let her afterwards learn that yC
- spent the evening at the opera or at
70 fancy ball with Mrs. Dash. Love yol
q, wife; be patient remember you a
s. not perfect, but try to be; let whisk
i'd tobacco and vulgar company alone
spend your evenings with your wife, Ii
a decent Christian life, and your wi
ID will be loving and true-if you did d
is marry heartless beauty without sen
he or worth If you did, who is to blaE
is. if you suffer the consequence