The Newtown bee., 1907-02-08

,ar out to sea by wild and raging stornsf Ind sends the pr morsai bact % to feod ehs Worms2 Why, murmuring not, the image quick re- To dust. from whence 1t came. and should the let free to plume It's flight. cling to these As though of life they formed the mighty Is though they might not rest beneath the s.s not because he sendesh dust to dust A sut envy. pride. deceit and fouier lust The thought that these as our attendants go The end draws near. But he who loves the | Jan conauer fear of Death and. as the snow ! hat lies upon the hillside, pure and white, Dissolves away, so calm shall be his upward |
 flight | Yea. when the life is just. even dread Death bs xsey ness1g s se Tss
 breath; " fhs % aaiVer.ns e nsrvss; & % sSs 6lood shas enin. All these give thanks at glad release from If the stayed soul be only free from crimes. These torture moro than aches that tug ana
 strain
 At wornout sinews and muscles with might
 and main.
 Unswerving Death stays good and bad alike ssr si saa of as ssss as . His time. Then he oerturns both small and That those succeeding them may be more 1t To bear good ffuit-may serve their day and Rssss. ssas vso sit as uo,,
 Poetry was driven from Robins mind by serious attack of typhoid fever which nearly cost his life. He was assigned an address at the com fo ar mond and Bennett, as suited to his previous experience in newspaper office. The address was prepared, but Robin had to rise from sick bed, the fever having already grtpped h1m sore, to deliver iL. It was a long and bitter siege, his typhoid experience, much Of the time passed in an unconscious state, but the fever broke after 28 days, leaving Robin so weak that he could not even sit up in bed at first and, when finally helped to his feet, had to learn to walk again, taking put rev knew that, under God, he owed his life to the faithfulness of d colored fellow student, who had watched with him night and day. The sick room was in the upper story or dorm1tory, mostly empty during the summer vacation, and the room was so situated that the rising sun visited 1t for time, the afternoon sun shining across the bed on it's route to the western horizon. In the early conscious days of the burning fever, it seemed to Robin as 1T that afternoon sun would burn him up, so much did it add to his discomfort. One night during the period of uncon- sclousness, the patient finally came to himself, labOring for breath and with a piercing pain in the heart. The con- was able to give relief, but it seemed for brief space as if Death had won the fight and was claiming another victim. Our times are in His hand and, as Osama, the Arab of CesArea, said: "Let no one imagine that he danger, or delay 1t by the utmost pru- dence." We are each immortal till our work is done. Robin kept his room in the dermitory, but, after he was able to get beyond the custard on which his eager appetite thought itself starved during the days of early onvalescence, | he took meals with a famous colOrcd cook and so beneficial were her viands | that the invalid was soon adding pound day to his emac1ated frame. | It should perhaps be mentioned that 1 he employed much time between meals in the peach orchard of one generous friend and in the grape orchard of an. other friend.
 Among the instructors at the college, l the professor in Greek made aS deeE an impression on Robin as any, this amusing incident fastening him in | memory: It was the custom to open each class exercise with hymn and 8 word of prayer. For some time, this professor found Come, ye disconso late, where'er ye languish" appropri ate to his feelings, but one day he rose to higher strain, "Joy to the world the Lord is come,'' and 1t developed that another son had arrived at his home, the night before. The stor> { could not have blessed more consci entious father. It was this professor whose heart had previously been vel nigh broken by sad and unnecessary accident. His eldest son entered the village store and, seeing revolver or | the counter, picked it up and pointed it in fun at boy of about the same age behind the counter. It was an other case of didn't-know-it-was-lo ed, but 1t cost the young clerks life Robin had no taste for firearms and il was his boast never to have shot biro or beast. The average American seems to take it as personal insult if any | thing wild large enough for game Ol sport neighbOrS him, which account, for the disappearance of much of tht | early wild life, from the quail and wilC l pigeons of the East to the buffalo oI the West. To take any life wantonly whether of humanlbeing, beast, fowl ol fish, always seemed to Robin 8 sir
 
 1 right to take life needlessly that h. cannot restore? Cowper's sentimen, was his:
 l II will not enter on my list of friends
 (Ehough graced with polished manners anS fine sense,
 l Yet wa ting Sensibilfty) the man
 | Who need essly sets foot upon worm 7"
 The attack of typhoid fever ended Robins school days, but not his educa uion, for what is all of life but disci
 pline, schooling, an equipment fo
 better and higher service here anC hereafter? He returned to the Con
 nee1icut home. now transferred to
 parish in the town of Brightfield
 where Rev Richard South had found , new pastorate, but Robin was at frs so weak that it required some week.
 of a mothers care and comfort ere h.
 was ambitious or strong enough t, look for his next chapter in life, whicl came to him, however, without hi
 knowledge or seeking.
 TO BE CONTINUED1