The Baltimore County union., 1881-01-29

say you yet love the trees so well
that il makes my heart ache to see even
one of them levelled TO the earth.
''No beauty in winter" said my
friend. She surely had not looked at
the trees after the Frost King had been
on his rounds and had "spilt upon them
silver shower" and the morning sun
beams were shining on them. Much
has been said and sung Of the power oi
magic and Of fairies grottoes, but never
could eye gaze upon more brilliant
scene than the trees present after moist
snow has fallen followed by a slight
rain. shower which is frozen by the chill
ARR a wintry night. People may talk
Of the beauty Of the trees when they arc
clothed with summer foliage or bending
beneath rich autumnal fruits, bu; can
anything be more beautiful tEan those
same trees glittering with ice jewclsi
"Behold the grove with .picn ior g;cams.
Old Winter, Sporting with his poser.
Has formed n gitieTing crystal bower:
Tho boughs which crst embraced. the air,
Now kiss the ground in mute despair,
Save when rude B0rcas roughly played
Beneath the arch his master made.
Their daily friend. the glowing sun,
Seemed pleased with all his foe had done.
And smiling the icy chain.
PASSED. swiftly TO the western main.
Then rose the moon, and gems f night.
And smiled upon II with delight,
And many y distant shining sphere.
Seemed pcering at this chandelier.
While she lding from the arch oi blue.
Their cleaning ghi ari rainbow hue.
And even the scphyrs Haich hal played
So Oft within their SYLVAN shade.
Forspos their friend and lci away,
To let old biustcFer have his sway.
At length Kind Sol, in pity rose.
AMI drove away the eai;hicss foes
Then shaking OF their silver chain
The boughs rejoicci in air again"
How delightful are the long winter
evenings passed with the dear home cir
Gle, when the coal-fre is sparkling 50
brightly and the curtains are closely
drawn rs if to shut out all tina; could
offend. The ncise and tumult Of the
world beyond its ''cark and care" are
for time quite forgotten, and We feel
that now we may hold communion with
hearts which are eniwined with our own.
On one side OF the fireplace sits the
dear father and head of the family,
smiling upon the children, the jewel,
that God has given him to smooth and
cheer his declining years. Opposite
him sits the mo,her-sacrcd name
worthy TO be, as she is, his bosom friend,
devoted to him and entering with zeal
into all his feelings and duties, being
almost unconscious of st para,c being.
BY the fathers side sits the cldes; son,
now home from college during vacation.
His lofty brow and his large expressive
eyes give evidence OF noble soul with
in, and now as he speaks in glowing
terms of his collegiate course and of the
profession he has chosen, every eye is
fixed upon him with an carnes;nesS and
depth OF affection which can be felt by
none but those thus nearly allied. Next
to the mother sits sweet girl of sixteen.
She is her brothers. pride and darling,
and she returns his love with all her
warm woman's heart. Look At the
melting expression of her dark eye as
her brother speaks of his hopes and OF
his fears. At one moment her face
glows with JOY and happiness, and now
as he alludeS TO his healih--ncver firm
the bright eye is dimmed with tear.
which, all unconsciously to herself, is
stealing down her cheek. 4 deep sigh
is heard from the mother as she looks AZ
her son and feels that the hue of sick
ness still fingers upon his features. The
fathers glance meets hers and they read
each others thoughts. Bat they smile
again rs they say he will be well now,
for sickness and all its attendant evils
will surely vanish before the spells Of
home. All! fond parents and sister,
be happy while We may, for the time
must come when the SO dearly loved
must bend before the rcmorseleSs touch
Of the dark spirit. Yet We will not
doubt the love of your Father in Heaven,
but will realize that He has ordered the
short separation for your good, 'to re-
yea! to you your close connection with
the world Of spirits and to prepare you
for it"
But ! have digressed, and must close
by saying there is something beautiful
in all the seasons rs they come il We
will only "keep our hearts Alright"
'come thou TO iife's feast.
With dove-eyed mcekncss and bland charity,
And thou shai; End even Winters rugged blasi,
The minsircl-teaeLer oi tie weil-tanel soul;
And when the last drop Of H. cup is drained,
Arising with = song ofprsise, 60 uP
To the eternal banquet"