The true northerner., 1878-02-22
VOTES ny THE WY.

| Correspondence OF The True Northorner.
The clear, bracing air and the bright sun
shine, flooding everything with it's golden hsht
was 80 enticipg that we could not withstand
the temptation OF donniDg our wraps and going
out in the quiet beauty OF the Sabbath after
noon, the last one of the old year which WAS
passing 80 swiftly away yet so calmly, peace
| fully, that the hours were scarcely needed
which were bearing him into eternity and
would soon usher in the light-hearted youth
Happy New Year, who was impatienty waiting
| to receive the merry greetings as he stepped
into the vacant place, little realizing the load
of care to be borne under whose weight he will
only too sooo become decrepit and inhrm.
AS we walked along the quiet streets meeting
new attractions on every aide, we exclaimed,
s'Earth has many pleasant places and Albion
with her fine buildings, splendid streets and
elegant residences with their tasteiully orna-
nented enclosures, Is surely one of them"
We soon reached tue lower bridge over the
Kalamazoo river, which intersects the town
east and west-the business portion lying
chiefly on the south side The river here is
not much wider than full grown creek but OF
such crystal clearness as to attract attention
as it flows so smoothly over its mosaic bed.
The feclls OF foam on Its surface tells rs It's
course has not all along been so peaceful-that
somewhere above 1t has had a maddening
struggle escaping the barrier placed there by
inventive man for utilizing the forces OF ma
ture. We see even In the drifting bits OF foam
as!they go whlrling along, now cinging together
then broken asunder, COMPARISON to our own
varying, changing lives. But we have In the
low murmunng OF the water an invitation to
look more closely into the beautiful picture be-
meath our feet on the tight lies piece OF tin
over which the sunbeams are dancing, scntil-
lating the water with the blended hues OF the
rainbow lovely trailing MOSES have over
grown the sombre, ill-shaped stones bring ing
out in dainty contrast the little white pebbles,
glistening in the clear light like so many pearls,
while here and there dart the tiny fishes play
, ing, as 1t were, hide and seek IN their sun-lit
, playground; while through and over all rip
Piles the crystal water humming, it seems to
us, a gentle, loving hymn to the Creator for
giving us day OF rest-a day In which to lay
, aside our busy cares and tune our hearts to
sing His praise.
: AS we stood looking down through the trans
parent water upon the lovely picture the tho't
I came, even SO clearly are the engravings upon
, the inner recesses Of our hearts visible to The
Omnscient Eye, and does He only behold
there the delicate tracings of the Christian
D graces, or is Its loveness marred by the ugly
I shading OF self. discomfort, or one Of their
many sisters 'Tis not the rough rocks IN the
, rivers bed that are pleasing to the sight, but
the closely clngng mosses hiding every imper-
, fection that forms an object of beauty so if
, closely interviewer into our being is Heaven
sent love, and flowing through all is Purity,
the heart picture will be one that will meet His
approving eye and hidden spring Of happi-
, ness to those around us.
!, This beautiful town, 1t seems, is not free
from the demon, Intemperance and we hasten
to retrece steps to be in readiness to attend
q temperance mass meeting to be held IN the
evening under the auspices Of the Red Ribbon
\ Society. When We arrived at the Opera House,
the place OF meeting, we found every seat oc-
cupied-scarcel7 standing room left. Some
j gentlemen near the stove kindly offered us
their seats (I Lali believe the excessive heat
prompted the action) which we gratefully ac-
cepted. The hall is large, pleasant and finely
dnishedi q porrait OF Shakespeare looks down
upon the audience from above and in front of
the stage, While other celebrities we'll known TO
the deyotees of the drama are interspersed in
the decorations og the room. The exercises
were opened by singing, reading of the Scrip
lures and prayer; then the President INTRO
" duced Miss Cecilia Rush. a star actress, who
=, with troop gave all entertainment the pre-
. vious evening. She recited poem known to
i some as Johns Story" to others as "Jcsus
seat, pathetic little story SO simple in Its
wording tiny child could understand, vet with
her rendering thrilling the hearts OF everyone
:, present. As she stood before us so modest
ONASui lcdtuIeS Illuminated WltD
;. the beauty Of her subject, her sweet voice in
tonating every word distinctly, we could verify
. see the little fellow run to the cupboard for
the spoon and plate" to set for "the dear
Lord Jesus, could hear the low knock at the
door, the patter of little feet as they hastened
to open 1t for the "dear Lord" and when he
saw there only little boy poorer and hun.
:, grier than he" the shade of disappointment fiji
: over bis face quickly followed by look OF love
:. as he bade the little stranger come in to the
table saying as they went "we placed seat
Tor Jesus to-day and he has sent you to fill it,
= 30 ever after they set plate for the "goot
Lord, and every day some poor. hungry chilt
was sent to occupy 1t. 1t beautifully illustrated
. the lesson taught bv our Savior that whosoeve