Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-07-18

you see the mOdels OF an EuWln Lana
seer or Rosa Bonhcur? Then look at
the living horses and dogs by your
side. 1t is amazing to me how man
will go into ecstnsies over the works
of a Moran or Bicrstadt and will not
look twice at the surging sea and the
glories of the mountains.
Eyes on the Dirt.
Oh, this is beautiful world in
which the good Lord lets his sparrows
and his human children dwell. I once
read of young man who was walking
along a dusty road in England. There
by chance his eye caught sight of a
golden sovereign, which in our money
is equal to about So Ever after that,
the story said. this young man went
through life watching the dirty, filthy
roads in order to find some more gold.
At last he became q miscr, because he
always kept his eyes and nose turned
toward 1.-THE dirt for money. Some Of
us in life are like the young man Of
the story book-we keep our eyes turn
ed toward tho dirt. In order to make
money and find money In unexpected
places we become so sordid that we
cannot see the beauty of the stars and
hills and valleys in which the birds
I've nor the temporal blessings Of life
with which God has surrounded us. II
God is giving to the sparrows of the
air, not worth a penny apiece, n beau
tiful world to live in, is he not giving
to us as many temporal blessings, o
ye of little faith?
But as | was sitting in the woods
some time ago, with my books by my
side, thinking about the small birds of
the Bible. | heard great chattering
and scoiding by my side. | looked
down, and there was little bird
hopping about my camp table. She
seemed to be saying TO me: What are
you doing here? This is my property.
! You are intrudng on my maternal do
/ main ! must look after my children,
and YOU are worrying me almost to
| death. cannot stand this strain any
longer" Then this little bird flew off Il
short distance and began to chatter 10
! her mate. This husband was Il solemn.
drnificd bird. He seemed to be much
|
| heard the male bird cry; "My dear, do
not worry. That man will not hurt you
nor your children He Is not hunter.
/ Sec. he has a pen in his hand. That is
no gun. Go ahead and feed the babies.
lie will not trouble them Thus he
coaxed and pleaded aud ut last quieted
her. 1t took long time to persuade
the frctting wife not to worry I
thought by the way she turned her
eyes upon me she seemed to say: Illus
band, think you are wrong. That IS
the same man ! saw running about
these woods the other day with shot
gun over his shoulder. But ! will FOL
low your advice and go and look after
the children" Then I saw this mother
bird fly into a small green tree by my
side and at once saw the nest. Then
four mouths shot up over the nest
Those little flcdgelings seemed to he al
mouths, and they seemed to say
There Is mother, and dinner has come
Mt last" "Ah," said to myself as
watched the anXieties of that mother
bird, God not only gives to the little
birds n beautiful world to live in, but
he also makes that beautiful world
glow with the tender ties Of domestic
love" Has not God blessed your life
with the love of mother and fathe,
and husband and wife and child as he
has blessed the love life of little
bird?
The Old Cherry Tree.
There may be more beautiful trees
than the old cherry tree which grew
lust 10 the left of our window in thu
old fashioned house where we were
born. Many years ago the worms
I playcd havoc with some of its branches
The old trunk had a hump on it, A.
though the winter winds had pushed
against il too long and too hard, as on
: gray haired grandfather had rounded
shoulders from bearing the burdens o
his threescorc years and ten. The cher
=, res on that tree were not as luscious
: as they might haSe been. Father OTTER
: said the tree had outlived Its useful
ness, but he hated to cut it down. But
though that tree was not as tall an'
, straight as it might have been, 1t wa
the dearest tree on all the farm to III
two rcd breasted robins who cam
= there year after year to build thel
! nest. Though the storm would b
beating against the house at the time
vet no sooner would we see these haI
t binCcrs OF spring than we would cry
| Spring is coming. Here are the rof
) ms" Then the two old birds woul
. fly down, expecting the crumbs tina
. were always awaiting them, and a
+ they would fly up to the tree the
. would seem to say: This is the bes
g tree in all the world for us, becaus
p it has about its leaves the association
q of love Here we have raised on
8 young, and here we will come until W
: die"
{ There may be hnndsomer homes !
Q this world than the one in which 20
f started with your mate 10 build YOU
n little nest. Aye, You may be living
e @ handsomer home now, upon n MOI
J. prominent street, surrounded h
o weather. ncighbors, but the mo!
II beautiful home you ever saw was III
), little two story building into whic
d You first took your bride. You ha
& cheap beds in that little home. 70
5. had a cheap dining table and chen
# parlor set but they were the table
g and the sofas and the chairs of Low