Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-11-03
DIED YESTERDAY.

Every day Is written Ibis Ilttle SENTENCE
"Died Yesterday" so and so. Every day
flower is plucked from some sunny home, a
breach made in some happy circle; jewel
stolen from some treasury of loye. Each
day from the summer fields of life, some har-
vester disappears-yea, every hour, some SEN
tinel falls from his post, and is thrown from
the ramparts of time into the surging waters
of eternity. Even as we write, the funeral Of
one who "died yesterday" winds, like winter
shadow, along the street.
"Died yesterday" Who died! Perhaps
it was gentle babe, sinless as an angel, pure
as the zephyr's hymn, one whose laugh was the
gush of the summer rill lettering in the bower
Of roses-whose little life was perpetual
litany, Maytime crowned with the passion
Of flowers that never fade. Or, mayhap it
was a youth, hopeful and generous-whose
path was hemmed by flowers, with not SER
pent lurking underneath-one whose soul
painted for communion with the great and
good, and reached forth with earnest struggle
for the guerdon in the distance. But that
heart is still now, be died yesterday"
"Died yesterday" A young girl, pure as
the orange flowers that clasped her forehead,
was stricken down as she stood at the altar;
and from the dim aisles of the temple, she
was borne to the "garden of slumbers." A
tall, Drowned man, girt with the halo of vic
tory, and at the days close, under his own
vine and fig tree, fell to the dust even as the
anthem trembled upon bis lips and he, too,
was laid "where the rude forefathers of the
hamlet Sleep" An aged patriarch, bowed
with age and cares, even as he looked out
upon the distant hills for the coming of his
angel host, sank into dreamless slumber;
and on his door.po was written, "Died yes.
terday."
"Died yesterday" Daily men, women and
children are passing away and hourly, in
some graveyards, the soil is flung upon the
dead. As often in the morn, we find some
flower that blushed sweetly, in the sunset has
withered up forever, so daily, when we rise
from the bivouac to stand against our posts,
we miss some brother soldier, whose CHEEKY
cry, in the sieges and struggles of the past,
has been as fire from Heaven upon our hearts.
Each day some pearl drops from the jewel
thread of friendship-some Tyre to which we
have been wont to listen, has been husbed for
ever. DuC WISE Is ue WIN uouinS ho1 Vno
pearl and music lost, for life with him shall
pass away gently as an eastern shadow from
the hill, and death be a triumph and gain.
AN EXCELLENT PLAN-When girl is
ten years old she should be given certain
household duties to perform, according to her
size and strength, for which sum of money
should be paid her weekly. She needs lit
tie pocket money, and the knowledge how to
spend it judiciously, which can so we'll be
given by mother to her little girl. She
should be required to furnish a part of her
wardrobe with this money. For instance, if
she gets ten cents week, she should purchase
all her stockings, or all her gloves, as the
mother may decide and buying under the
mothers supervision, she will soon learn to
trade with judgment and economy.
Of course, the mother will see to it that
the sum is sufficient to do this, and yet leave
a trAe for the child to spend just as she
pleases. This will supply healthy stimulus;
it will give her proper ambition and pride
in her labor, and the ability to use money
properly. As she grows older, these house
hold duties should be increased, with pro-
portionate increase Of money paid for the
performance of them. We know lady who
divides the wages of servant among her