South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1881-09-30


Yet far-of days shine bright aud clear
! With suns !ha. long have faded,
And faces dead seem strangely near
To those that life has shaded.
As We grow old our tears are few
For friends most lately taken,
But fall-as falls the summer dew
Ftom roses lightly shakeu-
When some chance word or idle strain.
The chords Of memory sweeping,
Unlock the flood gates Of our pain
For those who taught US weeping.
As We grow oil, our smiles are rare
10 those who greet US daily,
Or, if some living faces wear
The looks that beamcd 50 gayly
From eyes long closed. and we shoulu
smile
la answer to their wocipg.
lis but the Past that shines the while
Our power TO smile renewing.
As We grow old, our dreams at night
Are never Of the morrow;
They come With vanished pleasure bright
Oi dark with olden sorrow;
Anu when we wake, the names we say
Are not al any mortals,
But OF those in some long dead day
Passed through lifes sun sets purtnls.
PRESIDENT GARFIELD's favcrite poet
was Iennysou, says the Wheeling H.
! feHtgencer, and toe poem he loved best
! was 'ln Memoriam." Tue following
famiiar sianzss from this Poem Which
he quoted in an shdreas on The death ~
Lincoln, and which were more than once
applied 10 himse,. after his accession 70
| the Presidency, have new nud ne an.
chOly interest and Significance now.
He was, indeed
As some divinely gifted man
Whose life in low estate began;
And on simple village green;
Who breaks his births invidious bar.
And grasps The skirts OF happy chance.
And breasts the blows Of ci Renaissance
And grapples with his evil star;
Who makes by force HE merit known
And lives to clutch the golden KEYS.
To mould mighty states DEGREES
And shape the whisper Ct the throne.
And, moving ur from high to higher
Becomes on fol times crowning slope
The pillar of peoples hope,
The centre OF worlds desire.
BoYs.-Get holt of tue boys heat,
Yonder locomotive comes like n whirl.
wind down the track. AMI regiments of
armed mem might seek to arrest il in
vain. 1t would crush them, and plunge
unheeding on. But there is a little
lever in its mechanism that at the pres.
sure vi mans hand will slacken its
! 81 eed, and in a moment or Two brinn il
painting and still like whipped spaniel
at your feet. BY the same little lever
the vast steamship is guided hthe and
yonder upon the sea, in spite Of adve, Sc
wnd or! current. That sensitive and
responsive spot by which boys life i.
controlled is bis heart. With your grasp
gently and firmly on that helm you ma,
pilot him whittier you will. Never
| toubt that he has u heart. Bad an6
wllful boys very often have tie tender
est hearts hidden away somewhere be,
meath incrustatiOns OF sin or behind
barricades of pride. And il is YOU bust
ness TO get at the heart get hold o!
that heart, keep hold Of ii ~ sympathy,
contiding in him, mauiieslly working
only fer his good by little indirect kind.
nesses To hi, mother or sister. on even
his pet dog See him at his bone, or
invite MIN into yours Provide him
some little pleasure, set him at some
little service OF trus, for you; love aim
love practically Any way and every
way rule bin through bis heart.
Vonnor, the weather prophet, say he
is not summer prophet, but has con-
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