The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-03-25

look unhappy because he has nothing but
at the proper time he who can give, gives
literally and sends it to those tried and
trusty men who care fer others and who
know Just what to do with every dollar
given to the right cause.
WHERE RICH AND POOR ARE ONE.
We are together, the rich and the poor
The seats are alike, and they are not paid
for. On Easter day it seems as if the
silence, which is a tribute to the AL
mighty God has come TO the meeting
house and settled upon all the congrega-
ton. And we sit quietly and think. And
our sins rise up before us and we long to
do better and we mean to try to. And
after while different sentences seem to
come to my mind 1t is the day of the
resurrection. And the sea will give us
its dead and we will all stand before the
Judgment seat, and God Almighty will
read us like open books. When the time
comes, do you think there will be any
noise} No; a great stiffness will come
over the earth, and you and will have
less horror of appearing before all the
world, burdened with our sins, than we
will to stand alone in the presence of the
Great King, answering to him for the soul
He has given us. l raise my eyes,
gentle Friend just beside me.
She has reached the age when,
if she were a woman of the world, she
would be called old; but as she is, she
can never be that. Her eyes are clear
her skin is soft and white, and the closely
fitting little bonnet of gray frames her
face as if it were some kind Of an aureole.
The soft gray silk gown, plainly made. is
the only one that you could connect with
her and as you glance at her and see the
blissful look upon her face, again the
words come to YOU: "And the sea shall
give up its dead" And you remem ber
as | do, that Cousin Deborah loves to
help dress the happy BRIDE loves to do
some Of the fine sewing on her dainty
linen, and is never so happy as when she
can be the last one to give her blessing
before she makes her vow of love to the
man she has chosen for her husband
And then you remember, as
do. that ever so many years
back, Cousin Deborah loved and was
loved All her trousseau was made, and
she was to be married to her sailor lover
when the ship came back. But 1t never
did. She has lived all her life bringing
happiness wherever she goes, consoling
those who are wretched in her own sweet
and gentle manner, and only waiting for
the day, but waiting as the saints do, by
working, for the sea to give up its dead.
You notice, as do, pretty girl who is
sitting beside her mother, the mother
IN THE QUAINT QUAKER GARD,
and the daughter in the dress of the
world. There is gentle consideration for
her, and because of her youth, much is
forgiven her But on day like this she
feels she must leave everybody else and
come back and worship in stiffness in the
old meeting house. Nobody has said any
thing. but the tears are running down her
checks, and you and | can be very sure
that the old time place Is reminding her
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wrong. and IS suggesting to her what She
has left undone, as well as what she has
done.
On the other side, among the men, is
a gentle faced man, tall and dignified,
who has Just beside him girl child.