The Toledo chronicle. [volume] (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1873-1924, 1878-05-30

june l6-Nemsahs KinEdoU-- Daniel I.SA-
june a-Revs<w Of the Le~an fG tn QUARTER
Uncsascioas sympathy.
In = neat, pleasant home in one of
our quiet villages, sat Mrs. Grey. one
cold, bleak day In February. Her home
was bright with the love and cheer
which pervaded IL and made that spot
of al on earth most dear to each mem-
Der of the family, and = hospitahie. hap
DIV resort for a large circle of intimate.
appreciative friends And yet it was q
sad as wei as a glad home to Mrs Grey,
sad because Of the absence of the n
who had for years been its sun and cen
ter, and glad because of the blessed at
mosphere of his presence which seemed
to pervsde the home, even yet, and for
the joyful memories which were con-
tinually brought to mind
Mr.. Grey had been 3 prominent mer-
chant in the Town of Greysville for
many a long year, and was known and
loved by all the country round for his
strict business integrity, his genial.
courteous manners, his kindness of
heart. his noble ways He was ac-
knowiedged BY all to be a true noble
man, in all that the term implies
He was not only loved and honored
BY his fellow-townsinen and by the
members of his church. but in the hap
py home, where he was best known, he
was the joy of the whole household, and
his absence of even 3 day was felt and
regretted BY all the family. from the
loving wife to the little child, who babe
her father q CHEEKY goodbye in the
morning. and whose blue eyes and
laughing face greeted him at the win
dow eseh evening on his return
About q year ago, the time of which
we write. Mr. Grey was suddenly taken
sick with q raging fever, and almost
! before the friends could realize it, he
was delirious and past all help. The
light. joyful atmosphere of the house
become heavy and sad; the children
were taken to the home of a friend. the
bells were muffied: friends, and nurses.
and doctors spoke in whispers as they
tiptoed through the halls, and, ere
many DAYS had passed, the bright
spirit had taken its flight TO that better
land. had become q citizen of that
heavenly city. in that country from
whose bourne 60 traveller returneth,
and the homo so recently full of mirth
and JOY, was strange and sad in its en-
! vironment Of sorrow.
For q few DAYS the hearts of all
seemed to beat in sympathy with the
sorrowing Ones. and then they seemed
left TO carry their own burdens. and the
world moved on in its restless, busy
way; other interests and sympathies
took possession of the hearts of friends.
| and the sun seemed to shine for all but
Mrs. Grey and the dear ones that clus-
tered about her. But to them
Iheface of al the world was changed"
In the early spring-time. while vet
the bleak winds sighed over the barren
fields, Mrs Grey took her little child
( with her, and went to Law flowers upon
tie grave of her husband. The CHEEKY
little one helped to carry the basket and
talked in a bright, happy way about
the flowers, and how glad dear papa
would be when he looked down from
Heaven, and saw them going with
them.
Hell know we don't forget him,
and he'll see his little Tot trotting
along with these beautiful flowers; and
you'll let me lay some on the grave,
won't your But how even a chisd's
words can turn ones thoughts away
from self, and make one feel that
though her own sorrow may be heavy,
she's not the only burdened one-that
There sre trials besettine ever path
Which call for constant care;
There s q cruss IN every lot
And an earnest need fog prayer"
These words were brought to the
| mind of Mrs. Grey, as kneeling by her
husbands grave. and feeling that in
losing him she had lost more than any
one in the world beside; that the u
no longer seemed TO shine for her as it
used to; that the earth which once was
a paradise, seemed now adreary waste;
her little girl. looking about upon the
MANY other graves, said with a kind.
bright look.
Mamma. let's put some flowers on
the other graves, too"
All, what a suggestive thought! On
the other graves, tool Yes, as sad as
your trial may be. my friend, remem
Der there are others who have as
heavy. yes. heavier burdens to bear.
! While you look back On only sunny
DAYS, and look forward to joys I'M
speakable, there are many whose back
ward look is full of bitter memories,
and who have no hope beyond. Let US
remember them; let us lay the flowers
of sympathy and kindess upon their
hearts, If not upon the graves of those
they loved; let us be thankful for the
many mercies that are ours which are
denied to many as they 60 about with
broken, disappointed hearts. and 81 We
try to
Gather the sunshine
Re sheds On The vzJ,
and carry to them to tighten their sor-
rows. we shall surely find it true that
Hearts eruvine a-wearJ
NoW droop mid the daxinesA
What . blessed thing is this sweet
chord of sympathy. and what . BEN
ediction comes over our own hearts and
ho1aes, as we look upon the bright side
of oor own trials and appreciate, with
full-he4rtedness. the heavier sorrows of
many of our friends. which are not
hard to discover, Il our eyes are not al
together turned upon ourselves.
When your dark times come, my
friends, and you feel that the clouds
hang over you heavier than over others,
aid that Gods adjective hand is crush
ing your heart and life, remember the
sweet words Of tie little child. LET n
pat flowers on the other graves, too
and 60 with cheerful faces. and 20 help
bear the sorrws of others-Gicoge
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