Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-06-15

" apparel, or feasts, or any other attributes
Of wealth ?saIt anas 10 gst her po0r dog AZ
6oneh Not only, WAS the widow poor, but
her dog, the solo prop 81 her age, was poor,
too. We can imagine the scene. The poor
dog crouching in the corner, looking wistfuls
II at the solitary cupboard, and the widow
going to that cupboard id hope and expec-
tation, maybe to open it, although We are
not DISTINCTLY told that it was not half open
or ar-to open il for that poor dog. sitt .'a
Shut whom she got there. the cupboard was
il as t4t 81, bare; I'd Crazy rs. itsssF ssB ESQ.,
.4ej. And 80 the poor dog had none.' 81
{ aH,sWhen she got there! You see, dear
brethren, what perseverance, is. You see,
the beauty OF persistence in doing right
She got there. There were no tnrnines and
twistings, no clippings or slidings, moi lean
ing to the right or falteringi to- the left.
With glorious simplicity We are told she got
there. . a.sa ss.,. fi,s 9t,l bsa# aa lis.ss lib
stAnd how was her noble effort srewarded?.
.sThe cupboard was bare.id i was bare.
There were to be found neither apples, nor.
oranges, nor lcheesecakes, nor penny-buns,
nor gingerbread, nor crackers, nor nuts, nor
slucifer matches. The cupboard was bare!
There was but one, only one, solitary cup
board in the whole of that cottage, and that
one, the sole hope of the widow, and the
glorious loadstar of the poor dog. was barrel
Had there been leg of mutton. a loin Of
lamb, a fillet of veal, even an Ice from Cum
ter'e, the case would have been different, the
incident would have been otherwise. But it
was bare, my brethren, bare as q bald head;
bare as an infant born without caul. tl
s:Many of you will probably say, with all
the pride of worldly sophistry The widow,
no doubt, went out and bought dog BISCUIT
All, no! Far removed from these earthly
ideas, these mundane desires, poor Mother
| Hubbard, the widow, whom many thought
less worldlings would despise, in that she
! only owned one cupboard, perceived or I
might even say saw-at once the relentless
logic of the situation, and yielded to it with
all the heroism Of that nature which had en-
abled her without deviation to reach the
barren cupboard. She did not attempt, like
the stiff necked scofers of this generation,
to war against the inevitable; she did not
| try, like the so-called men of science, to ex-
plain what she did not understand. She did
nothing. the poor dog had none! And
then. at this point, our information ceases
But do we not know sufficient? Are we not
cognizant of enough?
/ "Who will dare to pierce the veil thai
shrouds the Interior fate of old Mother Hub
bard, her poor dog, the cupboard, or thu
bone that was not there? Must we imagine
her still standing at the open cupboard-door
depict to ourselves the dog still dropping BIZ
disappointed tail upon the floor? the sought
for bone still remaining somewhere else
All, no, my dear brethren; we are not 81
permitted to to attempt to read the future
; Suffice it for us to CLEAN from this beautiful
story its many lessons; suffice it for Us t
apply them, to study them as far as in u
: lies, and, bearing in mind the natural frailt
of our nature, to avoid being widows; to shul
the patronymic Of Hubbard; to have, if on
means afford it, more than one cupboard i
the house, and to keep stores in the1
all. And, 0, dear friends, keeping in reco
|, lection what we have learned this day, let .
! avoid keeping dogs that are fond of bone
But, brethren, if we do-if Fate has ordaiI
! ed any of these things, let Us then 60, 9
a Mother Hubbard did, straight, without GU
veting or prancing, to our cupboard, empt
a though it be; let us, like her, accept the il
!. evitable with calm steadfastness, and shout
;. we, like her, ever be left q hungry dog IN
an empty cupboard, may future chronicles
. be able to write also Of us, in the baautif
words of our text: #.ss
"'And 80 the poor dog had none.'"