South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1881-11-18


tible article OF food. by it's effect upon
commander or King. has defeated an
army or overthrown IN empire. House.
keepers by the food they provide, by
the couches they spread, by the books
thcy introduce. by the influences they
bring around their homes, are deciding
the physical, Intellectual. moral, eternal
destiny of the race. You gay your life
is one of sacrifice, know IL. But. my
sisters, that 10 the only life worth liy-
ing. That was Florence NightinRale's
life; thai was Pay sons life; that was
Christ's life. We admire it in others.
but how very hard it is for US 10 cult.
vate it ourselves. When young DIR.
Hutchinson, having spent q whole night
In dIph' hereto Room for the relief OF
the patient. became saturated will. the
poison and died, ~e ell felt az IL we
would like To put gsrisnds on his grave.
Everybody Appreciated that. When in
the burning hotel ut St. Louis q young
man on tue fifth story broke open the
room where his mother was sleeping.
and plunged in amidst smoke and fire.
crying, "Mother. where arc you ?" and
never came out, our hearts applauded
tina: young man. Bat how few Of US
have that Christ-liSe spirit-a willing
ness to suffer for others. A rough
teacher called upon q poor half. starved
lad who offended against the laws OF the
school, and said: flake Off your cont
directly, sir" The boy refused To take
1t off, whereupon the teacher again
SAID: Take Off your coat, SIR" as he
swung his whip through the Dir. The
boy refused. IL was not because he vas
AFRAID OF the lash-he was used to that
at home-but it was from shame. lie
had no enlargement, AMI as ut the
third command he pulled slowly off bic
coat, there went sob all through the
school. They saw then why he did not
want TO remove his coat. aud they saw
the shoulder blades had almost cut
through the skin. Aud a stout, HEALTHY
hoy rose up and went to the teucher of
the school aud ssid: 90, sir. please
don't hurt this poor fellow; whip me.
see he's nothing but poor chap, don't
you hurt him; whip me-" We'll. said
the teacher. Its going to be severe
whipping. ] am willing To take you as
a substitute" Well said the boy, Il
don't care. you whip me if you will let
this poor fellow go This stout, healthy
boy took the scourging without an out.
cry. Bravo J cries every man. Bra
70! How many OF ns are willing 20
take the scourging and the suffering
aad the toll and tue anxiety for other
people A beautiful thing to admire,
hut how little have we or that spirit.
God gives Va that self.denying spirit, 30
that whether we are in humble spheres
or In conspicuous spheres We may per-
form our whole duty-for this struggle
will soon he over.
One OF the most affecting remini-
SCIENCES OF my mother il nv remem-
brance OF her as Christian housekee-
per. She worked very hard, anil when
We would come in from summer play
and sit down g. the table at noon I re-
member how she used TO come in with
beads of perspita,ion along the gray
hair, end how she Nonld sometimes sit
down at the table and put her hea a
gAinst her wrinkIed hand and say
We'll, the fact 10 1 am too tired To eat
Long after she might have delegated
This duty to Others she would not he
satisfied unless she attended TO this
matter herself. in fact, we all prefer
red to have her To do 40, for somehow
things tasted better when she prepared
hem. Long afterEard in the express
train shot past that oil HON estcad.
| looked out OF the window and tried TO
peer through the darkness. While l
vas doing so one OF my old school
mates, whom | had not seen for many
years, tapped me on the shoulder aud
said: Dewitt, | see you are looking
out at tie scenes OF your bOyhood.'-
oh, yes | replied. j was looking out
at the old place where mother lived and
died That night in the cars the whole
scene came back to- me. There was the
country home there was the MONDAY
table-there were tho children on eth
er side Of the table. most OF them gone
never TO come back. At one end of
The table roy father, with a smile that
mover left his countenance even while
he lay in the coffin. IL was an eighty
year smile, not the smile Of inanimation.
but OF Christian courage and 81 Chris
tian hope. At the other end OF the Ia
be was a beautiful benignant. hard
working, agod Christian housekeeper.
my mother. She vas very tired. l am
glad she has 80 good place TO rest IN.
blessed are the dead who die in the
Lord. Thoy rest from their labors and
their works DO follow tbem.'
Better be Sure than Sorry.-'Better