The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1903-01-02


Hair Vigor will restore color
every time.
81. All arursisss y C. .vrR CO. Lowell. Mass.
They have borrowed from the kingdom
where they neither tire nor sleep,
From city where no foul, mean in
vader ever rudely enters in,
Where no blighting ever cometh, basest
tradeSmark of earth'S sin.
They are sharerS in a labor that most
truly is divine,
They are partners with Him who the
water changed to wine;
LifeS long feast for them's not ended,
all its pleasure is not past,
They have kept the best life offers,
kept it to the very last.
For them the sun is setting e, fast it's
moving toward the rim,
Fast the grains of sand are running,
cheeks are paling, eyes grow dim;
But the glory Of their evening is the
glory that appears
When the stars, the daylight vanished,
to his home the traveller cheers.
All! with such souls do not ask to count
the years
Years are bits of timechipped otf-full
of laughter. full Of tears;
Over such souls God is watching, watch
ing as the years roll by,
And to brighter worlds He'll call them,
to a better life on high.
Golden? Yes, some threads l see them,
and some silver shining, too,
For every life's a patchwork, things
quite old and things quite new.
Golden? Yes. some shocks 1 see them,
for the corn is ripened now,
And the Iabor's well completed-O
great Cleaner, gather Thou
Gather Thou Thy children to Thee
when our patchwork here is spun,
When our work is all completed and
our tasks are fully done,
Gather us Thy children to Thee, gath
er us with gentle hand,
For outside the Fathers doorway see
Thy waiting children stand.
Kindly let no one be missing, missing
when Thou mak'st up Thy choice,
We are weak, so weak, we tremble-
but it is the Fathers voice;
Call to u.s. We will but hear Thee and
on Thee our succor stay
When the thunder-peals are rolling of
the awful Judgment Day.
Fifty years! Seems like that which
hath not been
A dream that one soon forgetteth when
the dawn of day comes in;
Fifty years! in Gods sight nothing
who, from age to age the same,
Holds the stars, the lily painteth, the
Eternal is His name.
Rev Otis w. Barker, Mr. and Mrs
OTIS pastor, was then brought forward
by the chairman and spoke in pleas
ant vein. ''YOu have heard" he said,
''Of the good minister who received
from devoted member of his flock a
jar of branded peaches. In returning
thanks for the same, the shepherd of
much, my good woman, the gift you
have sent me, but especially do ap-
preciate the spirit in which they were
sent Now, my dear people, you will
at once recognize that we have come
down here in the right spirit tonight.
We have come because you are dear
| to US and because we think a golden
wedding, marking notable epoch IN
such lives as yours, is an occasion full
worth our honOring. If these people
about here feel that they have any rea-
them as pastor, it is largely due to the
fact that you so happily introduced
me into my corner of the vineyard. 1T
was you who first received me and
made me three time welcome on that
dreary day when the rest looked me
over as candidate. How we'll l re-
member that cold spare room into
which you tucked me! Do you not re-
call how l sat opposite you at the table
when you passed me the large slice OF
pie, and | asked if for 40 years you had
like that? When you replied atfirma-
lively, | said: "Well, that is the most
remarkable example of the persever-
ance | ever saw" Once upon time
the ladies of a church held a meeting
at which they did not gossip, but in
dustriously sewed. Still one young
lady who had just been happily ushered
in through the door of matrimonial
bliss could not repress few remarks,
and said, "My husband is just lovely
When he comes home every night he
calls me 'Honey.'' 'Humph' re-
marked veteran in the married
ranks, my husband calls me the next
thing to that, he calls me "Old bees
wax Now l should like to call you
all the sweet names that belong to my
vocabulary of affection; but, take it al
in a single word, you know that we al
; set heap of store by you. This is one OF
the few homes in which when if no one
answers the bell, l feel l can straight
way walk If the odors of pickle making
= guide me to the kitchen, go right in
there. and say: ''Well, Aunt Mary
.jhosSp pickles are all right" You know
$ follows.
now, laying all joking aside, a:
i es the dignity of our age (for W.
growing old), l should like to
pV1 vord Of strong emphasis on the
e Iess0nthat this golden wedding teaches
us all. 1t emphasizes the sacrednes
q of the home life. There is altogethe
too much flippant talk to-day ,abou
marriage and divorce. A Judge il
one forenoon. A man in Californi;
obtained legal divorce from his wifi
IS because she called him too early in tn
morning. You know what shocking
e proclamation of the marriage bond Ou
own State has recently seen. Co
builded we'll the foundation Of SOciet
lU when in Eden He brought man