St. Landry democrat., 1888-11-24

Ia aoolan Wncn the WOrl
eioses In around you in q companions
oie way. All sounds reach YOU on sue
d Jay ss If they had some relation +
yourself. Wagons rattle across tho vol
ley full OF corn Or stalks. and otbon
null OF red apples, and you hear then
as II close at hand. So the world i -
a neighborhood. You never at an,
either time feel SO gentle and kindl !;
Caterpillafs crawl safely across Won,
track, although you know their mis-:
S SION Is mlschievous. ssava DAYS Are
maze Tor pos@5oe, and rest, and delieio,,.
cleanliness, and friends; end friendly
BOOKS e.ich as those of Charles Eoher,
Craddock and dear DR.. Holmes and
D,her good painters and jolly lauehers
ihey are the only days when I wish
were not woman, but squirrel. or
'oulethlng that could quickly climb
every red-leaved tree to the very ton
ana slt In the punches of beech nrts
ana laugh and chatter to mvself in
poems and anticipations.
NO. shall not tell you anv moro ~
my fluctuations, Only I assure YOU
mat the day was like the morpino
' ana nave no way of expressing it.
ohless' unless it be that some DAYS are
possessed. Perhaps little Of the
ula .,.lty lay with myself-my irri.
'aolllty-a very little to be sure. But
40" Will tell you that some other
"aSS aFe possessed also, only they are
possessed with care and sound dioes.
ZION, and self-control and a hundred
other good angels that are ALWAYS fly.
ing about ready to make fine DAYS for
U.S. For my part do not see that
much trouble comes of care; it is only
the not taking care that makes the
trouble. If each one in a household
pears his or her fair share, every dav
Will De we'll possessed with delight,
j. Will never do for us to be careless.
therefore L do not wish to pray for a
lie Tree from care. If one were walk |
ing On golden pavements, I think he
must take care not to get very tired |
OF 1t, wishing for q clover field. |
and a lane that smells of mint. and
o7W. and wild asters. There are no
days quite as fine as the ''every
when nothing very special occurs-no
plcnlcs, or visitors, or BIRTHDAYS
nothing at all but twelve hours full of
klndliness and sunshine, when there is
nothing done but duty. That / take
IT, is what we are to aim after-an
everyday lovableness. know a few
amllles who are never quite happy
only at home. They do not take much
interest In public occasions
lot quite enough; for one should 90 to
ne county fair for the good of other
olks;and as for lectures and sociables,
hey are needful evil, full of good, land
lot to be dispensed with. I am even in
lined to believe that church festivals ,
an not be dispensed with. l would :
ttend and aid such, in a select way.
is an element of hui +
IAN nature not to be quickly sloughed
This day of mine draws to a close. t
no am glad to say it has been one a
those possessed of sweetness and b
ght The whole world rests. The I
ork OF the year is done. I think I a
ear the last of the days passing by, h
lmming quietly with the bees, whose c,
YES are full, and now have only to ii
ck the sweets OF latest flowers and
sep III the shine of the golden hours.
have finished the work Thou gavest IL
to do" That is the delight Of the N
ar. Farewell, calm day of rest and la
ace. ! dip my pen once more in the &C
(. The hour strikes twelve. Only ia
the chasm of this deep. rich, grow w
: silence of nigh t, should long since its
We left my room for sleep. But the
1ipanionableness of night I must
We occasionally. / have dipped nv IN
a only to keep from too deep medi- M
ion-from being lost in too remote ex
'ams. It is done. GOODNIGHT pr
ry q. Spencer, IN st. Louis Globe an
1a0crat.