Connecticut western news., 1875-07-09
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| 1T The following poem, although quite old, ls SO touching we cannot refrain from publishing
 it. A father and mother, in straitened circum-
 stances were offered by, 8 wealthy, but child l less relative, comfortable house if they would l let him have one or, more of their children. The parents were disposed to accept the offer,
 but when they came to decide which child should go they broke down, as thepoem touch- inely tells :daTh9qgs Ell sb-tA shA thnGo8l
 5IGt. Which shah it be?I Which shall it be 7'i tln looked at John--Jo locked at me 9ystl, lE Clear; patient John, who loves me yet, adr 4 vi As well as though my locks were jet). if av \ And when I found that Imust speak, .4 My voice seemed strangely low and weak
 Tell me again what Robert said l"- '''A7 | ', And then, I listening bent my head :'4I a'''1
 II As..rhis is tho letter: Il will give SaoG si1 A mouse and land while You shall live. 'osIfII inretufn, froorn out your seven, 9aa oGj
 iOne 0hlld to me for aye is given. '" l.siIi ysa
 Il I Ilobkedat John's old garments worn, lBs bl l Lthought of all that John had borne ayl, ETTe a11 Of poverty and work, and care,sa .d3 rgsra,
 Which + though willing, could not share j. ,nII thought of seven mouths to feed, ,,
 Of seven little children's need or,, '--' Al
 :, And then Of fhis + "Come,, John. T says I,
 ID < We1i choose anong them as they lie
 di Asleep ; ase, walking hand and hand, 'S' F' D Dear iyo6n and surveyed our band 2-i' D7 t' i First to tn heoradle lightly stepped, afS7i 7 3a, Where Lillian the baby slept.iA' ai -97 ssi{ ! A glory 'gainst the pillow white;lh GJ3d 9YL
 Softly the father stopped to lay s!iAH v
 His rough hand down in loving way, b1[la9 ( s When dream pr whisper made her stir, a9d, And hushly he said 3s !" Not her not her. f ,, We stopped ,beside the trundle-bed, .,;, ,,r,. - And one long ray of lamplight shed ,r
 V Athwart the boyieh faces there, t1
 's In sleepso pitiftii and fair; .'''o Eihi's"1
 bI saw on Jamie rough red cheek, aannaR ii A tear undaiedg Ere John could speak,l :. 1on f1s's but baby, too sSid I, tam beiay2if And kissed him asrwe hurried by.H .uoiissa 5 PaleI patient Robbie1s angel face,b tedt .xi Still iH his sleep bore suffefjngls trace,a1u Id
 st.,No, for thousand crowns not him, ''',,fiixs ,; He whispered, while our eyes were dim of.;
 Poor Dick bad Dick, our wayward son, .,1
 Turbulent, reckless, idle one 'IA ! codl9 Re be spared2 Nay, He who gave is Bid us beftiend him to his grave; ;., 9dt TO '3 Only mothers heart can bs 's's -31 yt.jl d Patient enough fof such as he,I 9a' ni sinal lstAndso," says John, "I would not dareH h4 q To send him from her bedside prayer" ed Then stole we softly up above oi ri b7uo7
 fl And kne knelt by Mary, child of love,ui, ri ys,.l ., " Perhaps for her twould better be- ..z,-,,.
 said to John. Quite silently s:i ''-.' t-.,
 He lifted up curl that lay ,.,,,...+ ,'t' '.I Across her cheek in wRil1ful way, 'o a9Ih" Ii And shook his head. C" Nay, love, not thee,"1 iH The while my heart beat audibly. ylaj I d Only one more, our eldest lad, "5i sgse; 4
 Trnsty and truthful, good and glad sti gai] r So like his father. 9" No, GJohn, mo- paidol
 loan not, will not, let him gojagejg ie,rt,3J v And And so we wrote, in eourteons way al Id ol We could not driye one one child i'd away i |, And afterward toll lighter seemed, 1T, Thinking of that which we, dreamed, 7fS'' y Happy in truth that not one face assH'. \ Twas missed from it's accustomed place :ssdi III Thankful to work for all the seven, L5w T ! 1dTrusting the rest to One in hea3shi!a sdf sd . F,ak L.L. t'I