Year: 1867

| saw wayside flower, and said, from
tins will gather instruction. The passer
by had not deigned to look upon it, and it
had stood unheeded and unappreciated all
the day long, wasting its perfume upon the
passing breeze This lesson the little flower
taught me that, in our daily walk, we may
pass unnoticed fair and beautiful beings,
who, because they are uRobtrusiYe, are un-
appreciated


| resolved tc seek for beauty and goodnesa
everywhere, and make my own choice Of the
beautiful expressions Of Gods love strewn
along life pathway The kind Father 8
hand has left no place desolate The world
Is full Of life and beauty. The sky above
vles with the earth beneath in splendor and
conscious gladness; there is no sight or
sound in nature but speaks Of JOY and praise
from the birds, the insects, the waving
trees, the sunlight spreading golden man
tie over all nature. The sweet sounds that
come to the ear, set to the exquisite music
of Nature own heart, all tell of love, deep
and pure, that distils on human hearts as
dew upon the wayside flower The chorus
OF nature is as wave on the great ocean of
eternity, to be waited onward, and break at
last before the throne of the Invisible. How
stuklngly the blight Of nature tells, by its
fate, the knowledge it has of human destiny
Surely It was fashioned for happier world


saw the bereaTed mourner, bending over
the form of one she loved, stricken, smitten
By the hand of the spoiler. There was an
unutterable anguish on her brow, which no
pen can describe; grief, which He only who
sent 1t knows how to assuage. As a bios
som broken from the supporting stem, she
bowed broken-hearted then we're those un-
ae oraaH tC lz.,I 4. i
took deep into my heart this lessoa Of human
sympathy. | was glad that God had given
us hearts to sorrow with the sorrowing, to
weep with the mourner, and to pray with
the broken-hearted


Darkness had settled over the earth, and
l watched the stars as they one by one,
reached down their finger lines Of light ;
and, as / stood gazing into the immensity, s
voice seemed to whisper: what lesson art
thou learning? ! looked, and beheld worlds
upon worlds, reaching out invisible hands
20 other worlds. How my soul sWayed with
admiration and fear Again | sought the
wayslde flower. From musing upon the
starry worlds above and the immensity oil
space, l drew down my gaze and heart to
commune with the meek eyed teacher o.
earth


1t was just dying. Some ruthless foot
had just crushed its modest head and bro
ken It's slender stem yet, perfume regaleC
my. senses; for, like some pious saint i
shed the incense of prayer and forgiveness.
upon the heart and head of its heartless de
/ stroyer, and lay in the dust meek and sub
misslve to its hapless fate All what ;
heart lesson did its sweet ministry teach me
4 trail wayside flower the gentle, the angelic
/ Of spirits are all around US. as we tread witt
/ haste the gre~- sharqughfare of life. Max
4 we not lear that amid its dust ana eail somt
gem Of immortality lies neglected. unT,49ti,7r nT,494t mn
apa,Rplayed Or sou1e Gblll Or 2 perish in for
| cetfuness2


"Full many gem Of purest ray serene,
The dark uuiathomed caves of ocean bear,
Iul many a flower is born to blush mseon,
And waste lis sweetness on the desert air"