Daily Republican., 1882-06-29
WORRYING ABOUrNOTHING.

"Whsre are the boys? the dear old boys"
Well ask with sad repining
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WORRYING ABOUT NOTHING.
| There are some people who are al
ways making themselves and the poo
pie around them uncomfortable by
their continual worry. Nothing goes
right, and if everything is just as they
would have it one day, they are sure
that it will all be wrong tomorrow. II
the sun shines, and the sky IL cloud.
less, "it is only weather breeder: we
shall have storm" They will not
enjoy the present brightness, because
| it is the fore runner OF cloudy weather.
Such disposition was the Inherit
ance of John Norton. His mother lived
in a world of trouble, imaginary most
of it, and always hunting upa dark
side to look at. If everything was
prosperous, she was sure to anticipate q
reverse, and she s, strongly imbued
the DISPOSITION of her son with her
gloomy prognostcations. that he was
a second edition improved and enlarg.
ed.
Every one thought that John was a
NICE steady Young man. and as no was
an only child, and his father was a
well.to-do farmer, it was not to be
wondered that o was considered quite
a "calch" for some lucky girl,
Bnt he was not very easily caught.
The ere plenty of nice girls right in
MS .. neighborhood, any of whom
w'',l ave made him good wife, but
ne afraid to venture his happiness
u VDelr keeping. One was too pretty;
he Was afraid she would be too fond of
.dmirat'oa. Another was too smart;
she would work too hard and break
down. One laughed to much, and one
looked as ii she light be consumptivs
So the Years rolled on, and all the
pretty girls became mistresses of other
homes, made good wives and mothers
and carried sunshine and happiness
With them. John Norton sighed over
the sad echo of "what might have been:'
lived alone 10 his ample house, and &C.
cumulated riches to hoard up against
that sad rainy day that he always had
been expecting, but which had as yet
never arrived. 1t was quite a wonder
to his acquainrances that he never
While his parents lived the
mystery was not 30 great, but now they
were laid to rest, there could be mol
possible reason why he should not
choose wife to brighten his home and
share in his prosperity. Still he lived
IN alone.
One evening the neighbors met in the
oostotfice Gas is the habit of men) to
discuss politics, crops and the weather
md John Norton expressed his opinions
RELY. He knew the bugs would de-
troy the potatoes; of course they would
le had put five acres in this year. He
lid not think it would be good corn
ear; it was not apt to be three years
unning. 1t was too dry for English
rain and grass; he was sure they would
lot get half crop of hay; the wind
lad kept in the east too much to have
ice weather-and so on.
Nothing was just as 1t should be. At
asst one of his hearers exclaimed:
III tell you what it is, Norton, be.
leve the Lord manages these thin 70
ust about right. We have the prom
90 of seed time and harvest, and it has
ways been kept. Now, l do not
hink it is right to be always growing
nd grumbling about things that we
annot control. We have 10 take the
7eather as it comes, and it does not
1end matters to keep upa continual
7orry and fret. A man that is alwaysl
growing trouble, cannot enjoy life.
say, never trouble trouble till trou bic
:oubles YOU"
NnrtnV, cd ID hnt = Co. I
nd very soon started for home.
"You were a little hard on John,
'eacon Ware" said another neighbor,
. he closed the door. 81 don't think
Q liked it."
Cannot help 1t if he didn't; man
as no right to 60 worrying all through
fe, finding fault with everything; he's
ot so sour that he begins to look cross.
rained. l never saw him satisfied
it'll anything" Ware replied.
"That makes me think of what my
ife said the other day." said Mr..
ray "she said the only reas on John |
ever married was that he was afraid ;
trust any one for fear that there
ou,d be something that was not quite
ght that he should find out when too
to-"
"The bigger fool he l wonder if he
Ipects to find an angel! He Is Just like t
8 mother. l never saw her ten min ]
les at a time that she was not in a
ct about something" the Deacon re s
led. /
II do not think John is happy. He L
ust live lonely life with his old.
'af housekeeper. He ought to marry, 7
I'd | mean to tell him So" said Mr.. Il
ray, as he unfolded newspaper. a
Whether Mr.. Gray's influence per- y
AIDED MIR. Norton, or whether he Was
ompted by his own inclination, is t
1t known but John at last wOoed y
id won the fair school. and on d
thanksgiving day installed her as mis-. l
ess of his home. '
Mrs. Norton was fair, sunny maid A
OF twenty-five summers; she had p
en- reared among loving family of v
( girls and three boys, and more Il
lited, atfectionate family could not be v
lnd in the whole country. Their 81
other was hopeful, CHEEKY woman el
no looked for silver lining to every t.
'ud, and her daughters inherited the Il
me temperament. The young man fl
Is heartily congratulated upon bis b.
arriage. d.
'Yes," he replied, "Lizzie is nice
4, but am afraid she Is not strong ;
would be just my luck to lose her." ia
Now John Norton" said Mr.. Gray, a. T..
that do you mean? There was never ca
nan who had q more even run of ha
ID luck than you always had, and fo
ire was never one that worried more s Sl
fear of something happening. You g.
ut deserve to be successful If your pu
fe dies, shall believe, in my soul, IN
It you have worried her life out of tn
:" h ho
Goodness, Mr.. Gray Don't you "a