The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1868-02-15
Contensed DIsconfrnt.

Yonder u n mother, hending over the cradle
OF m only child, whom she loves as only moth
ere can love, with an affection hcautiful Sacri6c-
ing, enduring, eternal as truth. SEQ how happi.
eess is interviewer with every lnAmen, OF her
face what holy light beams from her watch
fu eyes what rare smiles wfeathe her lips, and
fall IN sOf, kisses on her slumbcring babe. Let
ns make each moment year, and follow the
course which these two lives will take. Through
its infancy, the mother watches over her treasure
with patient care fosters and nourishes the young
bud iendeIly and iFusifuliy, wraps around y the
warmth Of her great heart, aud shelters II from
trouble and danger. II grows beautiful apacc,
aud erstwhle the helpless babe is transformed
into tair-haired boy, whose innocent pratilc
mak,s music through all her being, aud whose
clinging dependence, makes her hrmas adamtnt
10 resist every rude shock that might hurt him
sorcly Now must begin the education Of the
child the bud opens, the flower must be devel.
opcd and cultivated i,s whole future depends
upon the atmosphere which surrounds II now,
the iniluences which arr brought 10 bear upon H.
What shall the hoy become Something great
something noble, someihing above his fellows, a
man whom the world shall delight TO honor the
mothers heart answers, and henceioTlh she Las
something tangible 10 woIk ioI--hcr course l.
6xe.
All unconseious OF the splendid destiny thus
mapIcd out for him, the little fellow gross iair-
e. aud more beautiful day by day 10 the sunshine
and. better than all, lows 10 speak no word so
well rs mottyl All II that mother might only
be satisfied with this, " she might only forget
her ambitious hopes long enough 10 enjoy the
beautiful affection she has won. but Il cannot
H. Tar UH 10 that chimefa of dreams aud ideals
We call the future, she has builded her costly
shrine, aud waits imIaiienlly to place her idol
upon IT, The kisses and carvsscs of the bright
eyed lad, Who comes With flushed ch, cks from
his play, 10 Wind his arms about her neck, ARE
gere l.sseS Setfl .E.N
ing, shr REACHES out inio the future, aud the SLOW
YEAR. drag along with too iaThy iooislcIS
Tar aMay is the co. elsd blessing. But IL is not
10 iriurr tatit tnanliood ttsis upon him hc
is gi'"d Noble and good. and his sturdy young
lie Is iuil Of rich it0tnise. ToO pure 10 crave
the c"mpanionship and Adulaiiou of lie world,
he shfinks back from II. aud would fain hide
bis head Ia his mothers bosom, rs be used In the
b,gnnc days u his childhood. The mothers
heart trafns towards her child, this affection Is
vet, pr, ciOus To her, butt Is not enough -
nov she may dare 10 hope in earnest, her dreams
will hrcomc reality NJ rude winds blow no
siorm-clOuds ttvwn, tie iruiii0n Is nigh. Oncc
let the world cuuie la contact with her sou, aud
Il will instinciively low 10 homage before him,
for he wears the stamp Of genius on his forehead,
and the crriihcaie Of greatness 10 all his bearing
To day, she will circle his neck with her tender
arms, cover his dear face with kisses, aud drink
10 ipioxcniiou Of tue cup Of affection he holds TO
her l'rs Tomorrow, sbe will give him 10 the
world
iiui there Is a night between, aud in It's stilissi
hour, one Of Drath's subtlrsi angels steals in
where the young man sleeps, aud presses u qaick
Kiss upon his lips. The crimson hue they wore,
fades into pale purple the high forehead aud
noble face iFerze into that stony whiieness, the
though, Of which Is Q heartaehc the broad
bosom seasrs TO rice aud fall With deep rcspira.
tions the clock that told the hours Of bis exis-
lencc ticks no more and the glorious sun that
was TO have risen on The morrow upon bis great
ness, will only shine upon n marble-like CORPSE,
and weave u luminous halo round the head OF
the breaihleD sleeper, who will not awake,
even when bis wrl-loved mother calls his name
in agony, and washes his face with hot floods Of
Tepentant tears. Poor women Alas and alas
the goal was so nearly wreiched-so maryland
now your shrine Is shattered, and the idol was
never placed thereon
Suppose the young man had not died suppose
be had gone into the world on that faieful NOR.
row, and been named great, would that mother
have been content? No lie mus, be greater
still be must 90 On and on, each new achieve
ment only increasing the desire for fresh laurels;
and the out-sire,ched hands would grow old and
thin and tremnlous, still elutehing vacant.y at
someth ng just beyond their reach
ID rich man ever satisfied with his wealth ?
When he sat, a ragged beggar, at the doorway
Of some proud Dives, shivering and hungry, be
10 make him happy for q lifetime he reached
out his grimy hand, toiled humbly, patiently,
perseveringly, and won the treasure. Was II
enough No the ring OF the hard, yellow gold,
was a whip that urged him ON In pursuit OF the
gliilering phantom. Behold him to-day, old,
wrinklcd, stern. lie has houses aud lands the
white wings Of his heavily y-ffeighied ships float
over the sea he lives In a palace his servants
are liveried, aud coai-oi.arms is emblazoned
on his equipages he has friends N abundance,
his influence Is boundless, and bis name tower
Of strength and yet be u quite as lar rs from
being contented as be was a, the outset--te
wants more-and 80 be will continue 10 want 10
great financial crisis cheats death Of its victim,
sweeps everything away, aud leaves him mere
wreck, stTan ed upon The shores Of time, broken
and desolaisd by the beating, piiilrss waves Of
ndvrtsily aud ruin.
Give man fame, aud sec 10 Il will satisfy him.
Let the wide world be proud 10 utter his name,
crown him with iadeless laurels, and set him on
thrones Of solid gold be will still 20 climbing
np the cragey steep ofpopularity, with his eyes
liked ON its very topinost height until he grows
faint aud weary, looscs his foothold, and falls
crushed mangled aud lifeless back into the dark
ncss from whence be started. II, peradventure,
he reaches the height at last the glitering crown
he sought, will break into ten thousand pieces in
bis Hrasp-a mere bauble-and be will still loUk
ior some more loft, attainment.
Is this then, the fate Of mankind ?-io be al
Ways unsaiished, always yrasping for something
Just beyond the r aeh, always unhappy, since
discontrnt Is hut another word for unhappiness
aud do We do well 10 dIawl out the hackneyed
maA inns. - b. satisfied with what you have"
al Let well enough alone" aud "To-morrow
will take carc Of ITSELF believing that they will
help US 10 learn the lessou OF conienimentP No I
We mock the Creator when We strive for what
We call real conientmeni. The germ OF discon-
icnicut, which is planted In every human exis-
lcncc, 10 the instinct OF immortality immortal
souls Gagged, bound aud sifed in mortal bodies,
cannot be satisfied, hut are ever pressing forward
TO that eternity where their real life begins and
the bodies which imprison them, deriving from
them that vital principle which makes them liv.
ing things, must partake Of their nature.
Discomfort, then, 10 natural; without II, there
would be no progrsssion-the world would stand
cd man canno; lie happy II Is true that be Is
manic sectct-to be contsnse'l and still ambitious
10 enjoy ,he present aad yet want more for the
future 10 be happy aud still unsatished. Is this
Possibler Certainly aud simple, too. Wehave
only 10 be preTared always for disappointment
rsvsrsss ahd misfortune, only 10 educate our
hearts 10 an elasticity which will enable them 10
achieved VIC shall have learned already how 20
aud shall be happy, with Que hand clasplng the |
something better aud more desirable In the future
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