Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-04-07
THoRoFARE.

iFIOROE Ant
Yes, Easter has come and gone. The
floral decorations of our church, the sermon,
the music, have been all that the most
fastidious could desire from an artistic
stand point; and have been able to lift the
soul to the highest heights of which it was
capable: but a bunch OF daffodlles on an
organ was, l think, the thing which ap
pealed to me most strongly. and as | looked
at them, said, in my heart
But let me read thy lesson right or not,
OF one good gift from thee my heart is sure;
Old shall never grow
While thou each year dost come to keep me
pure
With legends of my childhood. .
And it is true that we owe more than half
of the holiness of our lives to these first
Iowly influences of Nature, and then, comes
life, and the world, and the things of the
world. We 90 all over it in search of
beauty-to the keen North, to the cape
whence the midnight sun is visible; to the
extreme South, where we admire the tenn
Piles, and tombs, and palaces of India; we
speak OF the Alhambra of Spain almost in
whispers, so deep is our reYerent admira-
tion; we visit the Parthenon, and recall the
history Of the kings buried tkere. There
is not picture or statre IN Europe we
I'VE not sought. We climb the mountains
for their views and the sense Of grandeur
they inspire. We go deep into the woods
81 the West, and we stand dreamily under
the Pyramids of the East. What part of
the year is there which has not been sung
by poets? all of whom are full of its lowell
ness; and the greatest Of all, Shakespeare,
carries, as it were, armfuls of violets, and
seatters roses and golden wheat across his
pages, which are simply fields written with
human life. It is true, we roam the world
for its beauty, and, at last, we come back
to the home-felds to satisfy our souls. A
soft sound of water moving among thou
sands of grass-blades. is to the hearing as
the sweetness of spring air to the scent.
always feel a sense of regret when / see a
seeding oak in the grass. The two green
leaves-the little stem so upright and con-
iident, and, though but few inches high,
already so completely tree-are in them
selves beautiful. Power, endurance, grand
eur are there; you can grasp all with your
hand, and take slip between your finger
and thumb. Time that sweeps away every
thing, is for awhile repealed; the oak will
grow when the time we know is forgotten,
and when felied will be the mainstay and
safety of a generation in a future century.
But to come back to our little selves, and
our little lives, we say:
oh, the little more, and how much it is
The little less, and whet worlds away
It is not nature less, but humanity more
eff two lives join, there is oft scar,
They are one and one with shadowy third
One near one is too far. y
Last week Thorofare gave a reception,
and donation to the Pastor and his wife
There were rolls, and coffee, and converse
ton, and cake and lemonade for those who
ate less and talked more, and a good time
for all. It is hoped that the pastor re-
eeiyed, of the good things of this world all
that he will need for the coming year.
The Re v.Paisley Carmen, from Phila-
delphia, is a guest in the parsonage this
week
Mrs. VIM. Forbes and her son Lewis, is
visiting in the home of her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. John Tredway, this week.
Miss May Gleason is visiting her grand
mother, Mrs. Margaret Eastlack at Swedes-
boro.
The Literary and Debating Society,"
held debate in the basement of the church
on Thursday night. The question was -
Resolved that women shall have equal
rights of suffrage with men. Mrs Rachel
DeHart Wilkins, led for the affirmative
and Mrs r. c. Hillard for the negative.
Of course, it was decided that women
should vote in future, and as Thorofare
settle most things it would be foolish for
other societies to take up this question.
Miss Lille Budd celebrated her eleventh
birthday by having few of her friends
with her on that day. Among her guests
were: Margaretta and Mary Low, Lizzie
and Mabal Clement, Florence Heritage,
Zeulah Kircher, Mile Densten, Nellie and
Alice Budd and Viol Budd, from Wood
bury; Lewis Clement, Anna May Merfelt,
Anna and Isabella Clement.