The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1877-08-02
Jewels of Thought and Devotion.

Through the wearisome hours OF a sorrowflll night
| have PRAYED for the morning to break;
It'll there came-not the morl-but this broad
beam of light
He knoweth the way that | take
He knoweth the way" and the way is his owD.
And take ii with Hm-not alone not alone
When faint with the burden and heat of the day'
have longed for the night to oertake
| am rested and Soothed as trustinglv saw
He knoweth the way that take
He knowcth" though tolsome the way is his
And take it with Him.-not alone, not alone
Example is more torcible than precept. People
look III my six days in the week to see what
mean on the seventh [Cecil.
The old saving is expressed with depth and sig
nhcance; ON the pinnacle OF fortune man does
not long stand firm.
We do not know Of now much man is capable,
II he has the WILL and to what point he will rise if
he feels free.
There is this Of good in real evils-thev deliver
us while they last from the petty despotisIn of all
that were imaginary
Many men profess to hate another, bat no man
owns envy as being an cnmtv FOR no cause but
goodness or felicity,
We gain nothing by being with such as our
selves. Ne encourage one another in mediocrtv
am always longing 10 be with men more excel
lent than myself
4 minute analysis of life at once destroys the
splendor which dazzes the imagination Whatso
ever grandeur can display or luxury enjoy is pro
cured by offices from which the mind shrinks from
the contemplation. All the delicacies of the table
may be traced back to the shambles and the dung
mn; all the lntgnllccDcc OF building was hewn
from the quarry, and all pomp ornament dug from
among the ditmps and darkness OF the mine.
Dickens wrote, There is nothing no nothing
beautiful and good that dies and is forgotten An
infant, a prattllng child, dying in its cradle will
live again in the better thoughts of those who
loved 1t, and play its part, though its body be
burned to ashes or drowned in the deepest sea
There is not an angel added to the host of Heaven
but does its blessed work on earth in those that
loved ii here Dead Oh, if the j, I'D deeds of
human creatures could be traced 10 their source
how beautiful could even death appear. for how
much charity. mercy and purified affection would
be seen TO have their growth in dusty graves
CoCNr THEN. Count what? Why, count the
mcrcles which have been quietly falling in your
path through every period OF your history Down
they come every morning and every evening as
angel messengers from the Father of Lights to tell
you of your best Friend in Heaven Have YOU
lived these years wasting merces, treading them
beneath your feet, and consuming them every day
and never yet realized from whence they camt. /!
If YOU have, Heaven pity you
You have murmured under afliction: but who
has heard You rejoice over blessings Do Won ask
what are these mcrcies Ask the sunbeam. the
ralndrOp, the star or the queen of night What is
life but mercy! What is health strength. friend
ship social life. the gospel of Christ divine wor-
snip! Had they the power of speech each would
say, Il ain mercy Perhaps you never regard
ed them as such. If not you have been a dull
student of nature or revelation.
At best of it life is not long few more smiles
a few more tears, some pleasure and much pain
sunshine and songs clouds and darkness hearty
greetings, abrupt tarcwellS, and then our little
play here closes. The curtain Of the grave will
soon b. drawn over deeds-Inany J0D{ ones
we fear, whilst 'the evil we have done will live
after us. All the r,'1sf NAV win. or repith we
may accumulate cannot gain a respite for It
single day when our summons comes: much less
Will they cause single regret at our DEPARTURE or
the falling OF a single tear upon our cotiin-lid bv
the needy, triendleSs and poor that we always
have with us, IT we live for them alone.
Think not the good.
The gentle deeds of mercy thou hast done
Shall die forgotten all the poor, the prs' ner
The iatherleSs the tricndless the widow
Who daily own thu bounty of thy hand
Shall cry to Heaven, and pull blessing on thee :"
Tl}E FIRST STEr. Boys who are commencing
lit, should realize fact: They will never have
any more energy or strength than that with which
theY began their career; instead as they grow old
"r, much of the elasticity of youth Will desert
lneLl, ana Win II some enthusiasm and energy
Make the most of Your time and strength at first
then. Don't lose d minute if You can help it. Fill
them all up prohtably. Not that we wish you to
work all the time Play is as profitable in its
place, and young people need great deal of it
But take hold and finish il up squarcly while the
play spell lasts. and then 20 promptly to the duty
that comes next to hand DO not let any minutes
drop between. That is the trouble with most PEG
pie These minutes are much loss and make
them poor i'll time One day a young clerk in a
store received an order from his employer to get
out Il cargo of cotton the next morning and give
hiln Il regular account of it. The young man was
pleased with the order, rs it was the first of the
kind ever intrustcd to him II e determined that
the merchant should find his confidence had not
been misplaced. and set about the work at day
break the next morning. When the merchant
came down at his usual business hour he found the
clerk attending quietly to his accustomed duties
II thought you were requested to get out that
cargo of cotton, he remarked rather stenlv 1T
IS all done, sir, was the reply. land here is the ac
count of it.. The clerk rose rapidly in Lretermcnt
for such business promptness is not 50 common
that employers can afford to overlook it That
mornings work was his stepping stone to 1nor
and fortune Fortuc does not always reward
merit it is true: but by tathfulness and industry
You stand a good chance of gaining at least com
potency, and the respect of all people who appre-
ciatc a reliable and industrious man.