Rocky Mountain husbandman. [volume] (Diamond City, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1877-01-04

~ and bitterly bereaved, and we now Gao
.iieln IN widows weeds. Who can know
now much and how sadly they miss the
stfoh9 arm upon which they leaned tbe
'fae faith which they knew could never for
sake them; the well known footsteps thew
new so gladly to meet, and the aaar voice
Cllat uttered their name with a tenderness
none other conld give It. The fond. lovino
iiuSoand misses the sweet face at the WIN
doW; the dear form in the door-wav-o
splrlt bright and blest that watches for his
coming more constant than the rest: tbe
cheerful words spoken in such sootbinn
tones; the smile, sweetest on earth to him.
All these are now gone, and his life and
heart are desolate indeed.
Inc mother misses the patter of little
1eet all day long, and the soft touch of little
fingers about her face; while the father
yearns IN rain for the strong arm of his
cherished son, upon which, fondly though
vainly, he hoped to lean in his dec]inino
years. 1t has been beautifully said of the
constant diminishing of the home circle bv
the lapse of years: cit is broken and bro
Ken, and then closed up again but every
preak ana close makes it narrower ndsmall-
er. Perhaps before the sun is at its mer;d-
ian. the majority are on the other side: the
circle there is as large as the one here. and
we are drawn contrariWise and yibrate no.
tween the two. A little longer and almost
all nave crossed over, until at length you
see nothing but an aged pilgrim standing
alone on the rivers brink, and looking earn
estly toward the country beyond"
AS talk the old year is slowly but surely
passing aWay-the life-tide is ebbine SLOWLY
away, and the death-damp ON his cold brow
is gathering fast. And as the pendulum,
numbers the flying moments as they pass.
L hear a Whisper" He will pass away when
the tide goes out" All! when thetide goes.
even SO do we all pass away. When the
tile goes out from sea-girt lands it bears on
its bosom the white-winged ships, laden
with the nations freight, and how often the
treasures are given to the mermaid's care.
ard the stranded ships sail no more: but of
all that drift from shore to shore, the most
L - WIZ colI OH u mysterious
voyage to Eternity. Floating away to the
land that is very far off; like the fated ship,
it can return to us no more.
S;nddest and most solemn of all is a soul
pausii1g where unknown waters roll. All!
where shall TIE surging current tend, when
the tide Of life sgoes out? Let us pray for
our parting spirit. fervently pray while the
tide of life is slowly ebbing away, that our
souls may wing their flight to SUMMER climes.
Let us pray that the sails of our bark may
be furled by angel hands, on the golden
strand of a brighter, happier land, and,
knowing that we can return no more, may
the friends who stand around us wish us joy
and a fair voyage, with calm, sweet skies
and a favoring breeze-When the toe goes
out.
The clock is striking-one-two-thre>a-
at last It's twelve; a gasp, a shudder, ano
the old year is gone. God help and pity us
all. PANDORA.
"ANxIoUs " sends to the New York Tri5-
une the following matrimonial problem,
she says, is based upon ~"actual
facts ":-" In 1854 Mr.. A married Miss Z. He
went abroad, and was compelled to marry
Miss C in order to saws his life. On his re-
to America he found that his first wife
(Ba was dead. He then married Miss D.
He went abroad and did not return until 1866.
He called on his third wife (D), and was
shown to the door. She % had heard about
B and c., and threatened him (A) with arrest.
Being noninally a widow and having fright
ened A into silence, she married Mr.. e. Mr..