The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-03-27

byterian home at Bala, Pa. WIN
would appreciate good reading matter,
NOT only for himself but for other inmates
OF the home. Address Rev. George f.
ray, Bala, Pa, Presbyterian Home
Only the Angels.
No one knows
But the angels, :
or our path beset with fears;
The toll and pain
Borne all in vain;
The heart-ache and the tears.
No one knows
But the angels
The word we fain would speak:
Inc burden of care
We long to bear
For one who is faint and weak.
No one knows
But the angels
Of our struggle to be free
From the blighting sin
Which hides Within
All. only the angels seei
No one knows
But the angels.
How hard we often try
To do right
With all our might
When no helping hand is nigh
No one knows
OF the tempter who turks within;
How day by day
He gains his way,
Or, we in the battle win.
For those who fail
Do the angels
Ere shed a plying tear?
Will they watch and wait
By the pearly gate ~
With crown for the crosses here?
When life is done
And the angels
Beckon us gently home,
When we greet once more
On the farther shore
The loved who have ceased to roam.
Will We ever weep,
Mid the angels,
Ger the burdens borne below?
Ger the pathway steep
Or the waters deep
Where we struggled in helpless woe?
No sigh is heard
Where the angels
Tune their heavenly haTps of gold;
With gladstone song
In that holy throng
We shall taste the joys untold.
In that beautiful land
OF the angels
Through the bright eternal years,
The God of love
In that home above
Will wipe away all tears.
Alice Alden.
Grave on thy heart each past red let
Forget not all the sunshine of the way
By which the Lord hath led thee; an
swered prayers
And joys unasked, strange blessings lift
ed cares,
Grand promised echoes thus thy life shall
One record of His love and faithfulness
to thee
F. R. Hammatt.
You know told you that Julius Cham
bers, of New York city was one of the
original Sunshiners? Well, since then l.
have come across a sunshine story Of his
that appeared in the Reader. | know
you will all enjoy it as much as / did,
There is no other single agency to COM
pare with the newspaper in aiding SUM-
shine work. People are not as selfish as
they seem. They only need to know. The
newspaper lets people know and the heart
responds. Countless good deeds have their
inspiration in a newspaper paragraph.
which turns the light on some sad case.
julius Chambers gives this touching ex-
perience:
Il once made tour of the almshouses
of the state of New York, describing
them exactly as they were. Every emo
ton that can be awakened by sorrow was
I6lC lHo HOSl pdlHetIC
incident occurred at the poorhouses OF
Essex county, located in the hills beyond
Whallonsburg, near Lake Champlain.
should say that the trip was made at
the request of a state commissioner of
charities, who desired that the truth
should be told. 81
After inspecting the wards for the
aged women and insane, l walked across
an open court deep with mud, to visit the
childrens quarters. While there small,
red-faced, red-headed lad attracted my
notice patted him on the shoulder and
asked his name. He gave it promptly, told
me he was ten years old and that his
father and mother were dead. l felt deep
ly touched by the childs words. Soon
after 1 left the miserable shed in which
these children were herded together and
started to recross the yard. | felt tug
at my coat and found my little friend
behind me. His eyes looked up into mine
so pitifully that l asked:
What can l do for you, my boy?
I want you to kiss me-
Certainly; but why?
Il never was kissed in my life!
When L came to write that story for
publication 1 developed its full pathos.
giving the name of the fatherless and
motherless lad. AS a result, he was
adopted by a wealthy family near Sara
toga; he has been well raised, given
college education and is today heir to a
fortune.