The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-07-29

ington, and opened door to show the
beautiful features of the country. He
is the most affable of gentlemen beneath
his own roof-tree. He is very youthful
looking for his years, has an eve with
the fire of genius, is as straight as a pop
lar, and there's a Joy, fullness of soul
and an indescribable something about
his whole appearance. He loves chill
dren dearly, and his great heart expands
in sympathy to suffering everywhere
While was there an organ-gnnder came
In front of the window and struck mp q
tune. The poet rose, took out his porte
monnaie, opened the window and gave
the man some money; then, turning
with a benign look, he remarked: I al
wavs like to pay the musicians; they
have to work hard and, smiling, in
quired: Do you ever carry burden on
your back 2 F"
"What did you say, auntie?" said
Fred.
81 said yes, and I had no sooner LETT
the house than / regretted not telling
him that experience had taught me to
cast my burden on One who is able and
willing to sustain in all places and under
every circumstance. I hope, dear chill
dren, that the incident of this great poet
and good man will not be forgotten
that you will practice courtesy in and.
out of your home, befriend the poor.
the friendless and the stranger. whether
the individual be an Italian organ
grinder or a poor Chinaman. aud at all
times be as ready and willing to help the
needy as our beloved poet. "
delightful delightful !" echoed tbs
eldest boy, who rose as spokesman, and
said : "Dear auntie, permit me, 10 the
name of your august nephews and n1eces,
to thank you for your recital, and to ex-
press the hope that the beloved poet
may live long and die happy, and that
we may become still further your debt
ors by listening to mOfe stories about
other chairs"
ct remember" said Aunt Mary, in
continuation, "another rOsy-cheeked
old gentleman who used to sit In high
backed, blackjack armchair, and on his
knee often rested grand, old book,
which he loved to study, and from that
book 1 first learned my alphabet. Can
any boy tell the name of the book that
teaches us how to live and how to die ?''
"The Bible" replied three or four
voices in concert.
8" have also vivid recollectons of
another chair. 1t was very much higher
than the preceding ones. l used to
climb on steps to get into it. 1t was
regal seat. It had a canopy resembling
the pulpit in the Old South Church. 1t
had nest of drawers under the seat
It was of curious workmanship, and had
many strange hieroglyphics carved on
it. It was sacred chair, and only the
man who learned the secret was allowed
to occupy it. Its monarch wore brill
iant-hued mantle, and On his breast
many costly Jewels. He also wore an
apron. Now, boys, can you guess the
name of that chair ?"
There was hubbub of voices and q
variety of answers, but Aunt Mary shook
her head. They were beyond the mark,
and after while she described Mas
ter's chair in an old Masonic lodge in a
distant country. Many deeds of kind
ness emanated from that chair many a.
widows heart was frightened and many
a fatherless child was made happy Mt
Christmas by those who had occupied it.
"And now, my dear children, must
close for the present, Wishing you one
and all merry, merry Christmas and Il
happy, happy New Year, hoping that
each of you may be the occupant OF
nice armchair, from which shall ema-
nate many pOOd deeds"