The Pascagoula democrat-star., 1898-01-07
MISSISSIPPI. FRIDAY. JANUARY Z, 1893.


has never nudgcd his elbow, and men
and women are all angels to him. The
consciousness that this Is Il hard
world to live uprightly In has not
touched the heart by so much as a
finger tip, and he secs In Others the
sweetness and light which illls his
own life NJ full Of sunshine.
Ills IL the beauty Of an untricd soul.
lie thinks Of greatness, but We WIN
loUk TN cannot tell whether he IL
really great until some mighty ef.
fort must b. made. Then the revcl.
alton will come to him and T., us alike.
When the flames crackle and roar We
learn what stun We are made OF. But
do not rouse him frsm his sleep. Let
him dream on, dear hoy Of our house.
holds, until the sunshine falls on his
eyelidS and awakens him. Soon enough
he will learn his sad lesson; sO0n
enough discover that not all his com.
paniOns came from the New Jcrusa.
lem with the fragrance OF heaven
about them. In the meanwhile his
castles are quite worth his building,
though he may never live in them.
Give him your blessing, but do not
disturb his pleasant thoughts.
| you turn to ripe manhood, what
a different environment grcets you
The fire has been built, and the boy
in passing through it has become ser
i0us. There Is a dignity in his bear
ing which circumstances has devel
oped. lie has broadcncd and dcepcncd
since hc caught his first glimpse 0l
his first tragedy. Life may no longer
be n dream, for those old days have
gone and he has looked upon Il new
earth and u new heaven. But In place
Of the dream has come a struggle
which hardens every fibre OF his frame
and as he sits by the winter ireside-
whet her in \ humble or u luxurious
home. it matters nOt-SOinc dear wO
man ut his side with whom he ha!
walked through stormy and through
sunny years, the children making tht
wclkin ring with their giec. dare yot
say there is less happiness there thar
was found in that mans hoyhoOc
days? His enjoyment has diflcrcn'
flavor, but is not keen and sharp.
II But turn from this magnificent
period Of achievement to a calm ant
serene old aye. 1t has its earthly III
behind 1t. but before it an immortal
ity. 1t is like q gorgeous day II
Oct0bcr when the clouds throw gra!
shadows on the lake and the forests
are crimson. You may not cOmpar'
such u day with u day in June, wheI
the sap In every tree flows like
mountain torrent, but Is has heaut,
I and u glory OF its own, : beauty and
glory 80 sublime that you look upo'
the landscape with mingled tears ant
p smiles.
N Old age has u beauty which does no
( obtain with any other time OF life. 1t
q pleasures arc twoiOld-thc battle !
over and the future Is near. III
I strength, Of tho body Is like the eb
! tide, but the strength Of faith Is lik
= the tide on the fWd. The thingso Q
$ earth bccome u legend and the min
4 arcts of the Celestial City glistcnin
n with the rays Of the setting sun. Til
journey IL done. There arc but fe'
4 more steps to take and then come
c slecp-a sleep from which the angel
t will wxkcn sou.
|. There IL happiness to be found o
It every stage of:0ur pr0gress--boylIWN
% manhood and tottering age--but whic
n Is deeper and larger we dare not sa!
Ic 1t Is a pleasure, however, to whispt
le something about "A Happy Ne
y Year"-whcthe It shall be spent bel
rs or among the stars.
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