The Daily state journal. [volume] (Alexandria, Va.) 1868-1874, 1871-06-28
Grsnins State journal.
OUR BOYS AND GIRL.


OUR BOYS AND GIRL.
Beast and Man are Bfottcrs.
Little one, come to my knee!
Harlc how the rain pouring
Over the roof, in the piCh-back night
And the wind in the woods a-Ioarirg
Hush my darling, and listen,
Then pay for the story with kisses
Father was lost in the pitch-blacls hight,
In just such storm as this Is
High up ON the lonely mountains,
Where the wild men watched aud waited
Wolves in the forest, and bears in the bush,
And on my path beltted.
The rain and the night together,
Came down, and the wind came after
Bending the props of the pine-trec roof
And Swapping many Il rftller.
1 crept along in the darkness,
Stunned, and bruised, and blinded
Crept to a fir with thicltset boighs,
And n sheltering rock behind it.
There, from the blowing and the raining,
Crouching, l sought to hide me
Something rtstled, two green eyes shone,
And wolf lay down beside me.
Little one be not frightened;
l and the wolf together,
Side by side, through the long, long night
Hid from the awful weather
His wet fur pressed against mo;
Each of us warmed the other
Each of us felt, i'll the stormy dark,
That beast and man was brother.
And when the falling forest
No longer crashed in warning,
Each of us went from our hiding-plaoe
Forth in the Wild wet morning.
Darling, kiss me payment
Harli, how the wind is roaring
Fathers house is better place
When the stormy rain is pouring
Bdyard Taylor.
NOBLE DoGS.-IIave you ever heard of
the big dogs of st. Bernard ? OF course
you have, and you have read of their going
out in the big snow-;torms to save poor
travellers who were i'll danger of perishing
among the Swiss mountains. You thought
them real good for doing so, and you said
to yourself that if you should ever meet
one of those big dogs You would hug him
and pat him on the head and let him see
you knew all about his noble conduct.
| used to think so, and | never thought |
should 90 over the wide ocean, and cross
countries and the great Alps, till ! came to
the Hospice of St. Bernard, where the dogs
live.
But did. 1t was not very long ago that
| found myself trudging slowly and YEARLY
up the high and rock-bound pass which
leads to this hospice, and then down again
into the deep and beautiful valleys of Italy.
| was all alone at the time, and very
tired, for had walked many long hours,
Nftti fOtilulS W iiClp lliC Dut SliNh,
which we call an dipenstoch. The cold
winds whistled down the bleak and rocky
valley, and now and then some struggling
snow-iiakes would flash into my face.
Once heard the shrill cry of bird, and
looking towards the sky, saw two eagles
soaring far above my head. There were
no trees, nor grass, nor flowers TO be secn
but only rocks and small patches of snow,
] felt benumbed with cold, and, sitting
down upon great stone. | wanted to fall
asleep. 1t was well did not, for proba-
bly, should never have opened my eyes
again. Rousing myself up, fastened on
ward, climbing, and walking, and running
and at last Igave a shout, for saw through
the clouds and mist the dim outlines of q
roof projecting over the cliffs, and | knew
it must belong to the old st. Bernard hos.
pice.
1t was quite a large building, and after
had entered, kind monk met me, dressed
in long, black gown, and having showl
me into room with three nice feather beds
in it, he went off to get me a good dinner
But | wanted to see the noble dogs that
am telling you about. So after warming
myself at the fireplace, ran out of doors
and there | met three very large ones lying
on the ground. When | called them, they
came up to me just as if they knew me
and | patted them on their heads and gave
each good hard hug. | strolScd thei
shaggy hair and looked into their grea
brown eyes, and tried to tell them how goo(
| thought them when ! was a little boy
They seemed to understand me very well
and one of them jumped up and down tC
show how glad he was to see me.-Chiid'
Paper.
A LESSON IN PoLITENEss.-s'A frient
of Dean Swift's one day sent him a turbo
as present by a servant lad, who had FIRE
quently been on similar errands, but hat
never received anything from the Dean TO
his trouble. Having gained admission, h'
opened the study-door, and, putting dow
the fish on the floor, cried out rudely =
Master has sent you a turbot Y
"'Young man, said the Dean, rising
from his easy-chair, lis that the way yo'
deliver a message? Let HE teach you bet
ter manners. Sit down in my chair W,
will change places, and will show you how
to behave i'll future
'sThe boy sat down, and the Dean going
out, came up to the door, and, making
low bow, said Sir, master presents hi
klnd compliments, hopes you are well, AM
requests your acceptance of a small pre-
SENT
'''Does hep replied the boy. Return
him my best thanks, and there's half
crown for YOURSELF
"'rhe Dean thus caught in his own trap
laughed heartily, and gave the boy a crow
for his ready WITT
The teacher as well as the scholar re
cciyed a lesson at that time. That DO
certainly knew enough to make his wa
through the world. The Dean was YER
fond of fun, and no doubt enjoyed the boy
GOODNESS.
ACCURACY.-Boys, listen to wha
President futile says: ! saw a youn
man once in the office of Western raj
way superintendent. He was occupying
position that four hundred boys in that cit
would have wished to get. 1t was honor
able and sit paid WE'LL" besides being
the line of promotion. How did he get it
Not by having rich father, for he was I'll
son of a laborer. The secret was his bea,
tiful accuracy. He began as an er1an
boy, and did his work accurately. ii
leisure time he used i'll periecting his writn
and arithmetic flor n yhila bn loarno