The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-03-30


against him.
For THE HEkALD.
'And are they cold and lowly laid,
AuG has tie funeral prayer been saih,.
And has the requiem sad been sung
For those who died so loved, so young
Perhaps never before has it been
| your sad duty to record ia one day the
death of three Of your citizeus all in
the morning and noontide Of life.
Mrs. Thompson, the loved wife and
mother, has died a'd left her little
ones to other bands, but God is the
orphau's stay and He will care for
them. Mr.. John Harmon, the ouly
sor is taken. 10 Imagination We see
the pale mother, comfortless, that her
boy is not; but listen Christ says,
"what | do thou knowest not now but
thou shalt know hereafter" Oh
precious words, that fell from the lips
Of believer, as she told us that our
last child, our darling Maggie, had
ceased to breathe. Cousin Mary Mar
tin, too. than whom none were better
loved. has passed to where time is not.
A few short weeks ago it was our
privilege to visit her. How swiftly
the moments sped as We wandered
forth to participate in that Interchange
Of thought and feeling, which devoted
hearts can ooly know. We spoke Of
the past with its trials, the present
with its realities, ard the future with
its hopes. When our time. watch, ft
emblem Of disease, gave the signal for
parting, the promise to meet again
was given, the farewell words we're
spoken, and the good bye kiss taken,
little thinking that We would never
greet each other more. Such is li!c.
What shielding curtain is the veil
of mercy. Without it who could live.
or who would dare to die.
You have heard nothing from oul
vicinity for some time, yet We still
live. The first two months Of the
year have been so rough that there
has not been much variety to spice
our life. Weddings usually give life
to community, but they have becu
so frequent that they are common
Spring is coming here, as to OTHER
places, with its jurquiIs, birds aud
buttercups. 1t is not generally thought
that sehuol-trarhing is calliug to be
coveted, but when We receive the
sweet flowers, gathered for as by lit,
tie rural hands, we feel like tile lines
| have fallen to US in no mean places.
and that our head and heart are spared
many all aching luxury suffered by
the mind always at leisure. The far,
mers in this community are busy pre-,
pairing The soil to receive seed. They
arc also very much Interested in fur
nishing their lands with the proper
| fertilizers. The snail grain crops are
said to be promising, so that the mar
kets may again expect eggs and oats.
The Bethel Grange is in au active
couditiou, and It's members are making
vigorous eifyrts to make it what it
should be. Much to the chagrin OF
the farmers the first fair week We had
was taken to work the roads, and it is
needless to say they are much im-
proved.
Bethel Church, which has had 10
preaching siHce October, has at last
got a pastor; Rev. Milton Norris.
He is a venerable looking man. and
last Sabbath preached good sermon.
Unfortunately fur the congregation, he
lives beyond the river, and when the
waters are high he cannot fll his ap-
pointnepts. We certainly feel that
the "harvcst is great, and the labor
ers few There is abundant material
of the best quality in this country,
but there is no pastor near to watch
the young, to care for their souls and
to encourage them. We have public
worship at Mt. Zion twice a month,
Bethel ouce and at Macedonia once,
churches about FIVE Or eight miles
apart, but as a general matter, the
minister is not seen i'll the neighbOr-
hood often, between appointments,
hence he is stranger to most Of the
little ones and they to him. Good
church members must be raised, and
we would again utter the Macedonian
cry, "Coue over aud help u.s."
J. 4. /.
Smokey Town.