Year: 1866

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behind you. Leave your head at the
store, shop or Office. Stamp the mud and
the cares of the week from your feet
enter the door-close it behind you, go
in upon the home circle and tell visitors
that you are engaged-that Saturday
night Is your home night, and not to be
wrested from you.


And save from your earnings little to
beautity your home. Save much or little
as fortune will allow Do not waste the
labor Of days or hours in poison and wear
yourself out in dissipation.


BE man. Beauty your home, gladden.
those you love, and max your lie sue
cess Instead of failure.


Not long since We were the guest of a
frank, opcn-faced, generous man. The
white hair had found home with him.
Once he vas q poor, laborug man as aye
you and us. lie toiled manfully and
lived within his means He saved his
earnings, not as a miser saves, but to
beautify and make pleasant the home
where he locked for happiness. Little
by little as the Saturday nights went by,
falling Ike rose leaves iato the lap OF
God, he took home with him articles to
beautiiy his home. Little by lit,le {.
How did you get all Of these things /?


Little by little..' How it accumulatcs,
whether Of wealth, wisdom or wickedness.
Not Ill Of sudden. Here a table ;
there a sofa; there a piano; there d
painting; there a bookcase; there i win
dow curtain; there an ottoman; there an
hour glass; there an engraving there a
book; there painting-heTe a little
and there little-a!l beautiful, and help
ing 10 make home happy. Week laid it
self down by side Of week in the grave
Of time. Sill he toiled, saved, was hap
Py and made others happy around him.
Books, paintings, music, luxury, and hap
p;ness are the fruit which the tree Of So
beynoss and economy bears.


And there were Others who began life
with him Of whom we write. Chances
were the same, but others spent their
nights and their earnings in useless dis
sipation while he saved Their homes
ore still uncarpoted and pictureless.-
Their faces are old and wrinklcd, and
their steps tottering. The home ones
have no happiness, home has few comforts
and fewer pleasures-lif9 is winding it.
self upon the invisible reel, and their
ticket in the lottery of lie is q failure.
God pity those who have no manhood,
for they need pity.


BE advised by Us, working man, where
ever or whoever you are, to habits Of
economy, aud desire to make home
pleasant, Home is next to Heaven in its
wonderful meaning. No money brings
so large an interest. Speak kindly to
those under your roof. Care for them as
they will for you. Leave your business
behind you-hang up your bat-Iraw
chair close beside her you loye-place
one hand in hers, take book and read
the hour away, or talk over the incidents
OF the great voyage as becomes those
who are dear to each other and whose In
torests are the same. There are not
many more Saturday nights for either Of
US, but there is home in TIE land OF
the real where there are no weeks, and
from whence We can look back to the
time Or chances we neglect or improve
here in the dressing room for eternity
Heaven is as near or far, The ladder IL
short Or long, and each Saturday night is
a round in the mystic ladder for US who
are toi!ing upwards to rest-make new
resolves for good-speak kind words and
plant acts Of kindness which will bloom
over our grave aud bless the lives Of those
we love after We have gone where there
ia no Saturday Night.