New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1899-03-05

cav those living in Newark. Roseve and yIS NJ
ity. Some members OF the 9"''"'"' ~
present on that occaS'oH
The following poem first published IN So'
II is reprinted now at the request Of Mrs. u. T..
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When the thirsty flowers COR water cry,
And Gods rain PUSHES from the sly
For each sweet mendicants uplifted cup
He poureth down less or greater part
As the size differs of each followed heart'
But still He filleth up ,..... o,,
Each chalice. with it's floor of dusty gold'
With all the saving water II can hoiu.
Nv Jealous soul oftmes esteems less fair
its own good gifts of God than others are.
All hungry souls with just the food they need
According to the height they have to reach.
God carefully doth fill - ~ s,,a
They have lust all the good that they can hold
-(1aith Lothrop. in Record ana Farmer
John Kren. invalid of NO. 10 Eaton-st.. New
Haven Conn will be glad to receive some foreign
stamps for his collection.
THE COWBELLS.
Not because Of their own music
As they tinkle down the lane,
BIZ from memories interviewer,
Would hear the bells again,
As up from woodland tange
Bess and Mol come home.
Melody I've heard that's sweeter,
Swelling from the thrushes' throats
But there's country peace aid quiet
Mingled in the cowbells' notes,
With their jingle, Jingle jangle
AS up from woodland tangle
Kate and Nell come home.
Possibly because I'm weary
OF a citys ceaseless strife.
That my heart swells out in longing
For the quiet rural life
Where. with jingle jange, Jingle.
a" inc '0"S -aElizabeth D Preston.
Sent by Faith Allen.
Mrs NJ F. Young president CT the Denver (CoD
T S. s. Branch No. l. reports the receipt OF box
OF Sunshine sent through the office. 1t brought
good cheer especially 10 the family living IN tent
BIRDS AND MEN
CThe Rev. Hugh O. p. Of New-York. says that
people were once birds, and that birds VIII one
day be menu
have often th0usht as WASHED yiSSh SoT as birds
He looks so wise as he cocks his head
And he works hard for his daily bread.
II ever the sparrow becomes man,
He will get his liyinC wherever he can;
He will join club and chatter away
AS young men do at the present day
It may be the black-coated crow will preach,
Or viii solemnly rise TO make speech; ao
In the choice OF his subject ne never meeu pause
The bluebird will be a singer of note.
A tenor perhaps. with delicate throat,
His art may be perfect but still should long
For the old-fashioned days and the bluebrds glad
song.
The young bob-o' lincoln and sad whip-poorw
A touch OF the gallant perhaps viii have stiH;
And gay scarlet tanager stu will be dressed
In smart coat and cap and red VeiVet Nes''
The catbird will CALL and the woodpecker drum.
While the solemn old owl I'm the tall forest tree.
In those far future days a professor VIII be
But on reverend sir could We ever Srs nRde
Kind parson. pray you. take back your rash
words ,-,a
~(Mrs Annie T. Smiley in Our Dumb Animals
The foregoing bright selection came from Ethel
Anderson.
Our deeds determine us as much deter
mine our deeds.
ones character may be very differently mirrored
in the mind OF the intimate neighbor: it all de-
Ponds on the quality OF that mans rejecting sur
developed in md mist sbo We asy to to TS i
that enshrouds Others.-tGeorbe EHot
Selections by A. l.. b.
Three verses from THE Day is Done" have been
selected for the column by +. j.:
Not from the grand old masters.
Not from the bards sublime,
whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors OF time
Read from some humber poet,
Whose songs gusned from his heart
AS showers from the clouds Of summer,
or tears from the eyelids start.
And the night shall be filed with music.
And the that infest the day
Shall fold their ,ents. Ike the ARABS
And IA silently steal away. ,u
RARE MOMENTS.
Each of us IS Ike Balboa: once in all our lives
Gazing from some tropc summit. look upon an
unknown sea. -. 49,. 49,. foot,
But upon the weary morrow eN''Y way 0"' 'N''
steps seek. , ,,.,, ,,r ,a,h
why =" wv &c. II. Phelps.
Selected by J.. v Bent