Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1871-06-08
OUR FREE LTNCH.

Wh'e ftWer ftiginnS books. but that
all books were In religious spirit"
-"rell me, angelic host, We mes.
sengerS of love, shah swinhIed priu.
trrS here below have no redress
above - The shining angel band rc
Piled To US is knowledge given :;
deinqucnts on the printers books can
never cntcr Heaven"
Home love has sweet poetry Of
ITS own, created out Of the sir'plest
materials, and hunting, more or less,
/ the secret rrresses of ever heart; or
rather it is divided into thousand
separate poems, full OF individual in.
treSt, aud Ilttlc quiet touches of feel.
inc, and golden rccolcrtions, interwo,
ven with oar very being; common
things, halIowcd and made beautiful
by the spell of memory md associa
tons, and ewing all thclr glory t. the
halo of our own fond affections. The
eye of stranger rests coldly on such
revelations; their simple pa,hos is
hard to be understood, aud persons
smile ottentlmeS at the quaintneSs of
those passages which make othors
weep. With the beautiful instinct of
true affection, home love retains only
the good, There were clouds then,
even as now, darkenng the horizon
! of daily HE, aud breaking in tears or
Wild storms above our heads: but we
remember nothing save the sunshine,
and fancy somehow ,ha, it has never
shone SC brightly since.
TuE SABBATH. Watcher in the
country with its fragrance of bud and
blossom, or in the crowded city with
its pent up, heated atmosphere of
sickly smells, and savorings Of grasp.
! ing commercial life, the Sabbath is a
haIlowed day, beautiful impressive
1t comes To all, thank God, with n
healing balm, demanding no ti,hrs,
no offerings hut those cheapest and
easiest Ia give the communion OF the
soul. 1t is n sedative day--a day Of
rejoicing for the poor laborer who
tolls through six days of heat, OF cold,
or sturm--but who, on The coming Of
this hallowed day may gather about
him the "gnde wife" and little ones,
aud feel exempted from all lies
wearying cares and anXeties. Like
a golden star lowering just above the
horizon Of the week, 1t invites his
thoughts 20 that other life where all
! time shall be one continual rational
Sabbath of hallowed rest, aud where
there sh'll be no easte,no unequal share
! Of rlches--uo coretuousncsS, neither
sights because Of poverty, for all
shall be rich and ncne shall be poor.
A Sabbath in the country is "A beau,
tifnl poem in the great volume Of the
year. Picture the little dimiuuliye
churh whose modes. spire rises above
the luxnriant foliage Of the trees---like
pure lilly reaching above the spears
Of grasses and cresscs. No tolIing
bell calls the worship"rs, they come
| bv the good old.fashioned clock that
! tleir fathers and mothers came by IN
wears ag0ne, but who now sleep so
silently and sweetly, close 10y IN the
silent city Of the dead, where score
Of sanity sen,inels, arrayed in purest
white, keep a perpetual silent watch.
At an early hour you will hear rumb.
| ling wheels, and through the waving
trees you will catch gllmpses Of the
oldest looking vehicles all winding
toward the modest church, --thoii
freight the ycomanry, and dear home
wives and blushing beauty Of the
country Tor miles around, aud then
come greetings and hearty hand
shakings--and after mce,in > the
inevitable sa,orings Of grassy butter
and the whitest bread, and remarks
about the crops, and all, SO pleasant
and loring that to be country chris
| lian seems almost AS though Won were
standing on the threshold Of Heaven,
With the gong down Of the sun the
whole world seems to become hallow,
ed, and the lofty tree-tops aud pima
clns of the hills seem 10 gatlfcr halo
as though God were promising an.
other Sabbath just Ms holy-just as
beautiful. The Sabbath in the city is
scarcely impressive. Business get~
50 tangled up in the days, that Sun
day seems to be full Of ravelings, aud
you can't get the real good ont Of it.
There il too much dollars and cents
in a city Sabbath, and God seems to
feel as thopgh He wasn't expected TO
stop over night bat, must be of, out
Of the way, by early Monday morn.
ing, at least.
We wonder ifthe Sabbaths Of good