The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1896-09-09

shines over the mangor. Infancy. with /.
IL helplessness aud innocence. had
passed away Days Of boyhood had
come-days OF laughter and frolic
days OF sunshine and promise. days OF
strange questions and curiosity and
quick development ! suppose among
all the treasures Of that house, the
brightest was the boy one day there
ia the shout Of reapers heard aheld. 4
boys heart always bounds at the sound
OF sickle or scythe. No sooner have
the harvesiora cut a swath across the
Held than the lad Joins them. and the
swarthy reapers feel young again rs
they look down at that lad. as bright
and beautiful az was Ruth IN the har-
vest Fields OF bethlehem cleaning after
the reapera but the sun was too hot
for him. Congestion Of the brain seized
on him. see the swarthy laborcrs
drop their alckles. and they rush cut
10 see what Is the matter. and they fan
him az they try to cool his brow. but
all u Of no avail In the instant OF
consciousness. he puts his hands
agains, his temples and cries out: My
head my head" And the father said
Garry him 10 his mother" just ns any
father would have said. for our hand 80
too rough. and our voice is too harsh.
and our foot Ia too loud TO doctor a
sick child. u there BE- Ia our home a
gentler voice and a gcntler hand and
a stlller footsicp But all OF no avail.
While the reaponl Of Shunem were busy
In the field. there came a stronger reap
.-or that way. with hocner seytho and Tor
a richer harvest. lie reapod only one
ahoai but o what a golden rhoai
was that ! do not want TO know
any more about that hoarl-break-
ing scene than what see In just ih.3
one pathetic sentence: lie sat on her
knees till noon and then died.
Though hundreds Of years have
passed away since that boy fsin-
ped 10 the harvesl-held ana then was
brought home and died on his mothers
lap. the story SIN thrills Ms. Indeed.
childhood has charm always and
everywhere. shall now speak to you
o. childhood: rs beauty. is suacopuhil-
ity 10 impression. Us power over tac
parental heart. and It's blissful transit
ton from earth TO heaven.
The chlld's beauty does not depend
upon form or feature or complexion or
apparel That destitute ono that YOU
saw on the street. bruised with unkind-
ness and Ia rags has a charm about
her. even undcr herdostituiion. You have
forgotten a great mary pcrsons whom
you have met. Of hnely-out features
and with cree, posture and with fault
less complexion. while you will always
remember the poor girl Who on a cold.
moonlight night. a. you were passing
late home. In her thin shawl and bare
foot on the pavement. put out her hand
and said. Please give me a penny. q"
All how often We have walked on and
said; "Oh. that Is nothing but street
vagahondism:" but after We got a
block or two on. We stopped and said
"Ah. that IL rot right" and We pass.
cd up that same way and dropped a
mite into that suffering hand. as
though Il were not a matter OF second
thought, 30 ashamed were we Of cur
hard.heartodnesl with what admlra-
tlon We all look upon a group OF chill.
dren on the playground or In the
school. and We clap our hands almost
inyoluntaFily and say: "llow hoautl-
fulw All stiffness and dignity are
gone. and your shou, Is heard with
theirs and you trundle their hoop. and
fly their kite. and strike their ball. and
all your woarlness and anxiety are
gone as when a child you bounded over
the play ground yourself That lathe.
who stands rigid and unsympathctlc
amid the Eportfuluoss CT children.
ought never TO have been tempted ont
OF a crusty and unredoemahle solltarl.
ness. The waters leap down the rocks,
but they have not the graceful step nj
childhood The morning comes out IF
the gates Of the east. throwing iis sll.
yer on the lake and It's sold on The
towers and its irc on the cloud: but /,
IA not 80 bright and beautiful as the
morning OF life, There l. 40 Ign,
like that which Is klndlcd In a ehild's
eve. no color like that which blooms on
a child's check. no music like the
sound OF a chllda voice lls face In
the poorest picture redooms any im.
perfectlon IN art when we are weary
with toll, their little hands pull .hs
burdens on our back. on. what a dull
stale mean world THE would be with.
out the sportfulness OF children when
I hnd people that DO not like children
I Immediately doubt their moral and
Christian character but when th,
grace Of God comes upon a child. how
unspeakahly attractive when Samue
begins to pray. and Timothy boglna tC
read the Scriptures. and Joseph ihowl
himself invulnerahle TO temptation
how beautiful the soenel | know thai
parents sometimes get nervous whei
their children become pious, becausi
have the Idea that good children NJ
Ways die. The strange questions abou
God aud eternity and the dead, excite
apprehenslon In the parental min,
rather than congratulation. Indeed
there are some people that seem mark
cd for heaven This world Is too poo
garden for thom TO bloom In. TIL
hues Of heaven are In the petals, Their
IL something about their forehead tia
makes you think that the hand o
Christ has been on H. saying Lot thl
one come to Me. and let Il como TO Nj
soon" While that one tarrled in tn
house, you felt there was an angel I
the room. and you thought that ever
sickness would be the last and wher
finally. the winds on death Al