Year: 1874

Finding Each Other Out.


One of the experiences of married
life, through which conjugal partners
have to pass, is thus referred to by Rev.
Robert Collyer:


Some married folks find each other
out as I have heard of mariners finding
out the polar world. They leave the
shores OF their single life in the spring
days, with tears and benedictions, sail
on awhile in sunshine and fair weather,
and then find their way little by little
into the cold latitudes, where they see
the sun sink day by day, and feel the
frost creep in, until they give up at
last, and turn to ice sitting at the same
table


Others again find each other out as
we have been finding out this continent.
They nestle down at first among the
meadows close by the clear streams
then they 60 on through q belt of
shadow, lose their way, and find it again
the best they know, and come out into
a larger horizon and better land they
meet there difficult hills, and climb
them together strike deserts and dis
NAL places, and cross them together /;
and SO at last they stand on the further
reaches of the mountains, and sec the
other ocean, summing itself, sweet and
still, and then their journeys end. But
through shadows and shine this is the
gospel for the day; they keep together
right on to the the end. They allow no
danger, disaster or difference to divide
them, and no third person to interfere
for if they do, it may be as if William
and Mary, of England, had permitted
the great Louis to divide their throne
by first dividing their hearts.


Did you ever hear my definition of
marriage? A wise and witty man says :
'It resembles pair of shears 30 joined
that they cannot be separated often
moving in opposite directions, yet al
ways Furnishing any one who comes
between them" The definition is as
witty as it is wise and he might have
added, part the shears, and then all you
have left is two poor daggers.


So it is possible we may grow aged in
finding each other out, and wondering
why we never saw that trait before, or
struck that temper; but if there be
between us a true heart, If the riuet
holds, then the added years will only
bring added reasons for perfect union,
and the sweet, old ballad will be our
psalm of life:


John Anderson, my 10, John,


We clamb the hill togither;


And many q canty day, JOHN.


We've had wi ane anither;


But hand in hand we'el go,


And sleep togither at the foot,


John Anderson. my 10.


We must find each other out, and
then it is possible that, like my mothers
old shears, over which used to ponder
when was child, one side is greater,
and the other by consequence, less.


found James Mott delighted, one
evening, when l went to call on him,
because, while he was working in his
garden, two men went by and one said /:
s'That is James Mott. "And who is
James ?" "Why, don't you know? he
is Lucretia Motifs husband" Now
James Mott was by no means q common
man with lesser half. he would have
seemed great man; and he was great
in his steady and perfect loyalty to
truth and goodness-but his wife was
the woman of q century, while he was
so noble and great Of soul as to be glad
and proud Of her greatness, and at the
same time he seemed all the greater
for his worship, feat, I notice, few
men are able to accomplish.


Audubon, our great naturalist, married
a good, sweet woman. and when she be.
gan to find him out she found he would
wander off thousand miles in quest of
bird. She said "Anen!" and went
with him, camped in the woods, lived
in log huts and shanties on the frontier,
anywhere to be with him. She entered
into his enthusiasm, shared his labors.
and counted all these things but loss
for the e1cellency Of the glory of being
Audubon's wife. When the children
began to come to them, he had to
wander off alone, but he could not 60
into valley 80 deep or wilderness so
distant that the light would not shine
on him out of their windows. He knew
exactly where he would find her, and
how he would look, for while, as Ruskin
reminds us, the clouds are never twice
alike, the sunshine was always familiar,
and it was sunshine he saw when he
looked homeward. So, if you have
read his notes, you will remember how
his heart breaks forth into singing IN
all sorts of unexpected times and places,
as he thinks of the wife and children
waiting his return ; and in that way
they lived their life until they dropped
into the lap of God, like mellow fruit
1t was laid on the man to do this cur
ous, wild work. How the woman'i
heart yearned to have him home w
may we'll imagine, and how gladly she
would have given up some of his great
ness to keep her children's father at hel
side, but she did not tell him SO, If sh'
was the woman 1 think she was; and 81
she is changed into the same image
from glory to glory. Growing aged to
gether in the body, they are touched
now in spirit with immortal youth.