The Lincoln County herald., 1869-11-25

SO. s eir,s, 81 NO. &.
with The old man. And be told % The
simple story of q lifs-ths ArSs time he
had ever tsli Il. Ne reuasss, b.. plain
truth. And this Il was: .soy
Born. Reared By wealthy parssss
near hoshsssss. Game 70 New York
years ago, whsn . young man. Clerk 10
. hardware store on lower Pearl ssrsst.
Gay fellow With the boys. Married
Spsnt bic wifs1 foftuns-burisd her
lived ID dissipstio sleek" wsst against
hin Whsn he old sroniss saw hin going
ruinward-tsa ysass be had lived 10 cel.
lsrs aad garrsts, on 1oors, straw mat.
tersses, coarse food, And sometimes none,
aud sometimes good meals, % those for
whom. be had done odd jobs at timcs
called him into ths kitehss.
This was the story. Hardly uore
words thas years - bic Nlt. Bul'hs wss
almost done work. A little longer, and
then goodbye old sew and weary trsmps
for little work, Hs said The NV va
better than none. "Whsn I Ole the ssw
Il woeksr tsll Bat men do6't do 90.
esmssinss they, dss't Dc ssythiss for
what you do for. them r. This 10 what
the old man said, and il struck % % .
great truth sawed out Of life BY nearly
eighty y6ars Of toll. -'
Then ws walked and talked. The
heart Of tie old man had gone. No homo.
Not one 70 love or care for him. What
mattored houses or lands to him-or
horses, or carriages, or diamonds, or jew.
elry2 No one Was glad when he came,
or sorry when be went. Tho joyous
echoes Of the past we're drowned 20 deep
10 the dissipation Of years sgone, that
they came 70 him only in dreamsl
What On ending Of life ! Gods gift
toward advanoment FILTERED away do.
spised, treddeu under feet ignored
drowned IN dissipation. and murdered
while good fellows" clanked glasses and
laughed at the fools Whe savsd Of life, Of
love, Of honor, Of manhood, Of earnings -
that when came the day to rest, there
might Be . place. Even birds save bits
Of down and lint, carrying them miles to
soften their nests
And we came home thinking Of life
and ito duties, and the poor old men all
over the land. OF those who had no re-.
gard for the future Whsn they dulled thoir
lives foolishly, and tossed the. days down
their throats. And Of the poor old men
in shops, aud on iarms, and working By
til: roadside to catch up 10 the race, and
to help bury in paupers' graves those still
poorer than themselves. And the poor
old men whose uighN ere full Of trsmous
and ugly dreams q they slsep on the
brisTs aud thorns Of that life from which
they cut The beautiful to save the bad.
What would you, honest reader, say to
msu who would 60 into bic garden, and
with .uifs, shears, pincsrs fingers or hot
poison cut Of, tear out, and kill the beau.
eifal buds, flowers and sesds, leaving the
roots, shasp.pointsd limbs and ordorless
sticks - ornamental Well, that man
lives on each side Of 10 He lives every
where. Aud when be dies, what bouquet
will his garden afford for the coffin And
there are girls, women, who do thus.
God pity them, for they are inssnsi
And there ore others whe 20 into their
gardens cutting out the roots that give
trouble, and sgaiust which toes are caught,
aud branches that bear no flowers, and
flowers that give no fragrant oiors. Some
will ride or walk By, and snser ct the
houest worker to.dsy-but pause TO id.
mire tomorrow! And they want "a
know how 30 made his garden 90 bsauti
ful ! And they will send there for flowers
to deck the bridal vail or funeral pail.
The poor old man passed on to bic gar.
ret on Eigh.y.arst street, and 10 70 on.
writing. Such poor old men W pity
No one seems to care for them. They
are taxed on their matches -on THAR rsgs
-on their crust Of brsad-on their pipe
and tobaceo-on their medicines, 10 bene'
Ct the rich. And il must be so lonely, thi,
being near the wharf With no one to 90
ashore with you'll A., !. .,...',
Give % years that bend The chin te
the chest II you will, but oh God ia
Heaven, give ~ como one to love even
then, when the night 10 coming upon rs
The night that but hidss the moru-bu'
still the night. It must be fearful 10 dis
alons-and no one 90 alone % the pool
who are alone and uniovsd.
Kings and queens are those without
dollars or dimes Who may be old and
poor, but yet loved and honorable
Hand in band down the narrowing lane
There 10 glory 10 the old love--lifs 10 th.
old osrsssss- heart 10 the old kisses, and
heaven ID the Aicksring Of that old life
which, with loved ones, wanders IN beauti
ful gardens, from which those who wander
and rest meath fragrant shades picked
and clipped The thorns and brambles lonl
ago. 70
Let us al speak kindly to those who
are old and growing old. Pretty 600,
the narrowing road viii shut them out.
And % We do BY ths poor aad age.l ones