Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1883-02-15
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WAYSIDE GEBANIKGS.


Messrs. EditoEs:- How grandly
beautiful is the sunlight when It
suddenly bursts, as it were, through
sOmbre clouds of a weeks wild
revel, and fills every space in view
with the golden glory Ofits bright
ness! We do not remember that
ever before did the transition from
suilen skies to glad sunshine i'm
press US with its magic as 10 did
this morning when the day god
literally burst into view when
least expected, scattering with his
wand the icy desert OF mist and
wilderness ofugly atmosphere that
have enveiOped our city Tor a week
or more. He seemed to come
laughing aud frolicking, shower
Ing gracious kisses OF remem-
brance into the most hidden nook,
az well as broad thOroughEare, and
touching into ne V life the by-way
dOmieile rs well as the palace
home, in moment fairly fio0ding
the streets with animation and CAV
ETY.. At this moment OF writing.
the dangerous sleet that covered
the sidewalks yesterday aud drove
pedestrians for safety TO the gris!y
slush of the street.-The ladies
walked through it like ''things of
Efe," but the gentlemen tiptoed
very gingerly-has broken up and
crowds move along them with re,
newed Eigor Of step and "a, ely of
glance.
Beautiful children as they trip
along to Sunday School seem to
catch new lOveliness from the
beautious light and the palmer
ones to grow beautiful, such is the
happy influence of bright skies and
genial light, SO like the power of
truth that Scatters error and evil
and brings into happy relief the
graces OF virtue. Our chamber
windows overlook three busy ave
nues, all of which lead to the
churches that crowd about the
Parks that distinguish the beauti-
iul West End, and the scene was
truly grateful that greeted our
eyes under the charm OF this sun
Int Sabbath mOFaing. Against our
wont, we We're compelled TO keep
within doors, as we have been for
some weeks, save few auspic;ous
intervals, OurOld bronchial troubles
playing the tyrant with us, but
our thoughts kept time to the
chime OF the bells which never
sang out sweeter JubiLate Dco.
Gloomy weather has its uses, or it
would not be, but some people
seem to think there has been too
much of il OF late, ''all at once, -
and the Signal Service Report has
been consulted by more hasty eyes
than any Other ilem contained in
the interesting columns Orthe San.
There Is one class OF humanity
that finds no fault with the "snow.
clad hills" and the icy pavements,
and that Is the one distinguished
under the name of boys. 4 cheer
ing feature OF The late storm was
the carnival of sleds, and We had
the full benefit of the sounds of
hearty fun that arose from the iu-
bllant groups which took posses
sion Ot the slope in our view. A
Baltimore little boy is an institu.
ton that increases in individuali-
ty with every generation, and to
watch them in their ordinary Gus
toms, We wonder ii the distinguish.
ed men who lend our State affairs.
and whose mantle of dignity is as
gracefully warm as were those of
the Roman patricIans, were ever
like them! TO leave Washington
entirely out of the category of
small things, we never believed in
that ''little hatchetn-we wonder
rs we notice in our little BOYS the
utter ignoring of any future i'm par.
ticular so they are ted when hun
gry,-if Jefferson's boyhood was
ever satisfied with piece of fire
aud sled, or Old Hickory with a
ball--ye were about TO say. hut
remeE bering that he handled
ball Is so well in his manhood. il
were unreasonable to conclude he
ha d not tried their effect i'm bey-
no cd. We are sure, however, that
q pocket of peanuts never gave
hi m supreme happiness, or Henry
Clay with a hobby-horse. even II
he had not been busy with mule,
or the venerable Proprietor and
Editor Of the BoitiplOrs Sun. With q
kite or paper bag bursting, as fond
of paper as he is. Yet there are
manly hsarts in some of these
scrubby little fellows, and always
willing to do a kindly act. While
the sleet preyailed, We had occa.
sion to cross TO the next corner,
and before we were conscious OF
the slippery curb leading to the
crossing, one of these little srougll
and ready statesmen "a filturo ran
forward. and with courtesy that
gracefully emulated that ofSir Wa