The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1888-06-19

Three gaunt, grim wolves that hunt for me,
Three gaunt, grim wolves there be;
And one is Hunger and one is Sin
And one is Misery.
Isit and think till my heart is sore,
While the wolf Or the wind keeps shaking the door,
Or peers at his prey through the window pane
TIL his ravenous eyes burn into my brain.
And cry to myself 'If the wolf he Sin,
he shall not come in--he shall not come in;
But If the wolf be Hunger or Woe,
He will come to all men, whether or mop
For out in the twilight stern and grim,
A destiny weaves mans life for him
As the spider Weaves his web for flies;
And the three grim wolves, SIM Hunger and Woe,
A man must fight them, whether or no,
Though oft in the struggle the fighter dies.
Tonight cry to God for bread,
Tomorrow night shall be dead
For the faneies are strange and scarcely sane
That fit like spectres through my brain :;
And dream of the times long, long ago,
When knew not Sin, and Hunger, and Woe.
There are three wolves that hunt for men,
And have met the three.
And one is Hunger, and one is Sin,
And one is Misery
Three pairs of eyes at the window pane
Are burned and branded into my brain
Like signal lights at sea-
FnANdIs GERRY FAIRFIELD.
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THERE is nothing that so mars the beauty Of
woman's face and tells of care and trouble as
wrinkles. Some one has said: eve pass in
the streets women of thirty-fve whose FORE
heads are more wrinllled than the brow should
be at seventy. Some of these may not have
more cares than others, but they unnecessarily
yield to the tendency to express them i'll the
face" doubt not that was written by a man
and probably one who had caused many a
wrinkle in the face Of some poor woman. I
once asked young man OF his mother whom
had not seen for some years, and his reply
was: 'She looks very much older than when
you saw her, she is so wrinkled," and L asked
show many of them do you suppose you put
there?" With a sad look he replied: "a great
many" He was a had boy, but the son OF the
best of parents, and his mother a gentle, loving
woman doubtless his conduct had caused the
wrinkles that looked like age. There are some
who have the happy faculty of throwing off
care and trouble, others are borne down as if
by resistless stream even by small cares and
the "grasshopper becomes q burden:" they
may be borne IN accomplishing silence, but
the wrinkles that come out one by one are sad
commentaries OF The thoughts within. There
are many and varied causes for trouble in this
world it is the lot of all to have their SHARE
and it is WE'LL for there never was a human
being that could not have been benefited by
trouble if accepted in The right way sorrow to
the soul, is as fire to geld, only t. consume the
dross and refine the true gold that lies within
us. While it was never intended this worlds
pathway should all be streWn with flowers, it
Is left to many of us to shape our lives in such
manner as 10 avoid the thonis and brambleS
that tear and laeerate cur hearts. There is
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only wrinkles the face, but cor.ugates The
heart than Maynard, disobedient child. SEQ
the young mother with her baby boy pressed
to her bosom it may be her only treasure; she
watches the little mind as it unfolds to take in
her teachings. Day by day her busy mind
goes way anead into the future and sees such
great things for her darling; each year her
ambitions grow and her desires increase; even
down to old age her imagination sees her boy,
her prop and stay, and she feels that she will
walk serenely down the hill OF life with his
strong arm for her staff. Would that we could
leave her here; but alas the awakening comes
AS the years glide by the hopes that have
burned so bright within her heart begin 10
fade and die away-one By one the "castles"
that have truly proved only in the air, dis
appear, aud the sad reality forces itself upon
her that hopes are blighted and her idol has
fallen from tho pedestal. mothers love
had placed it and lies shattered before her. the
heart chants its own requiem over buried
hopes. Then retrospeotion begins, and the
mother sees where her own neglect have oc-
CURED, and for first ono fault OF omission and
commission and then another reproaches fiji
her soul with anguish. Is it strange that such
face is wrinllled? Mother, would you keep
some of the wrinkles from your brow? If so,
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ones, especially your boys, and let not loving
tenderness for the childish faults that appear
30 little now cause you to forget that they can
grow into sins, that soon get beyond your con-
troll and your heart win DC filled with regrets
over what might have been"
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