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Flesherton Advance, 5 Jan 1888, p. 3

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-y J Wkat the Poet* a»y about CkristnuM. W&gt;Ui tremblinK Qiifjora diil w« weavo The holly &apos;rouud thu Cbriiitmas hearth ; &amp; r&amp;iny^ cloud poiweHsed thu earth Aikd gauiy itsU UQ (jhriBtmtui evo. TetmyBon. Bhephords at the gnuue, Wliore thu babe waa born. Bang with mauy a cbiuge Uliriatmai) carolB uutii moru. Lungfellow. Be m&quot;rry all, be merry all, With holly dreu thu fustivo ball, Prepaie ibu Buug, chofuast, tbu ball To welcomu Uurry UhriBtuios. SiMtuwr. It is the Christmas time, And up and down twixt heaven and earth III the gloriouB grief aud Hoi*&apos;iuu luirth. The ahmiufi aagola climb. D. U. Mulock. &apos;CTjis is the month, and this the happy morn, Whoroiu th» Son of Heavens et«rnal King, Of weddud maid, and viraiu mother born, Our (;ruat rudumption from ab &apos;ve did briug ; 9or 80 Uie holy ijogus once did sing. That Hu our deadly forfeit should release. And with His Father work us a iierpetuoJ peace. THE OLD MirSIOIAN. IIYOUNBS. CCharles Maokay in &quot;Temple Bar.&quot;) Yd doubta and feam that once we knew, Ye bitter words, of auger born ; Ye thuut&lt;litrt unkind, aud dfedE untrue. Ye feelings of misi-rnst and scoru , Against your memory we rebel â€" wo have ouiiivMd your foolish day ; Mo longer in our hearts you dwell â€" fiygouea t Bygones ! pass away ! Bat oh, ye i yuus smiles and teara, Budearnients foud, aud plt^asuros past, &lt; Ye hot&gt;es of Ufe&apos;s ftrat budding yuare. Yo luvus that seemed too bright to lastâ€" Ye charities and words of peace, Affcctiou&apos;s sunshine after ram ; Oh Qev--r let your blesai&apos;igs cease, Bygouee I Bygones ! come again. Not Altogether Kriendleas. The amall child is to the front a^ain. He had bean naughty. The aaughtiiieas of yvuth and the uaughtiueBS of a^oare widely diCfereut. &quot; If you do that nobojy will love you,&quot; the tender mother told him. &quot; Tain&apos;c go. I know one who&apos;U like me,&quot; Im answered. &quot; Who ?&quot; &quot; Satan. He likes the bad ones.&quot;â€" .S&apos;an Jhnmcueo ChronicU. A ChrUtmaa Incident. Ushered in by a heavy fall of snow, at laBt Ghriatmas Eve had come, »fter long i;7;j&quot;^&apos;„d7;_7J,,&quot;;;,^&apos;J,J\\;;V,7f&apos;h7r t7a7h^^^^ their plandits aud hu bowed his head to thank them. The bells of the oity uburohea began to ring for the morning service. He started and murmurfed &quot; It is Christmas.&quot; He thought of Christmas on the old farm, of his gray-hHired father, of aud anxious waiting on the part of the little of the holy servi&lt;:e in the quaint oH church, ones throughout the city ; and even the he was happy then but now- -he bowed his older people welcomed it with feelings of ^^&apos;â- ^&apos; overwhelmed with an^-uish. There , . , , . â-  â-  I tOiues a tiint I 1 our lives when we near the pleasureas they saw the hopes of their own ^ual ^^^y . i,ohiua ^s Btretchus the past youth revived again in the faces of the ^ with its mingled shadow and sunlight, but children, bright with thoughts of the mor- &apos; round us the mists of the evening are row. Happy fathers and mothers, laden g*&quot;&quot;&apos;&apos;-&apos;^^. th* shades of darkness deepen **^*&apos; (inrrnw iLttt^r mwmvr falls upon &quot;&apos; with presents, were hurrying homeward ; their purses were perhaps almost empty, but their arms were full, and their hearts were fuller yet. Now aud again, far away through the falling snow, would be heard sorrow after sorrow falls upon us with crushing force, the gloom increases, the light fades away and the nij^ht ensues, the darkness is intense, black heavens frown upon us, earthly supports give way beneath us and we feel wo are sinking. In that moment, if never before, we remember our BVrJFAIM BILI. ABROAD &apos;. .. ( â-  fc u * I .; i.i« ^t t.\ .!.:.«;.. . iuuluohi,, ix iiuvur ueiuiu, we reuieinuer our the fmut but clear tinkle of theohimmg&apos;-, &apos; i&gt;.„„ , ,, „„ ,uV „t i &lt;• j i HlHii^h hells then a rush of horses a durrv ^re^&apos;o*^- Franz thought of his Cod, and Bleighbells thouyushoinorse8,s &quot;&quot;&quot;y, bowed his head in prayer. Presently he An Unnatural Mother. &quot; I believe I&apos;ve got the meanest ma in Texas.&quot; &quot;What did she do?&quot; &quot; Just before Christmas she put me into long trousers. Bhe did that so I would have to wear dhort stockings that wouldn&apos;t cost much to till. What do you say to that tor meanness ? She&apos;d make a nice step- mother, she would.&quot; â€" Texat Si/linyt. of snow aud a peal of silvery music dying away in the distance. The markets were tilled with people buying provisions for the holidays. The tradtsmeu were busier than they bad ever been before. Joyous laugh- ter kept breaking forth from the groups surrounding the gay shop windows, as some object more amusiug than the rest caught their eyes. Kvery one seemed to be full of enjoyment. No one, as he looked at the others, could help iuvuluutarily voicing the thought, &quot; All Christendom must be happy at tbid time.&quot; For there is scarcely ever a joy eustiug in this world without a aorrow to e&lt;)ual it ; great indeed is the burden, therefore, when it falls on a few saddened hearts to counterbalance the happiness of a city. So it was in this case. In the attic room of a many-storied tenement, in thu humbler part of the great city, aikt an aged man. It was a pour little room. There was uu furniture in it, unless the little three-legged wooden Htuul uu which he sat, or the black case on the one shelf that had not been burnt for fuel, might be termed furniture. Off one corner of the roof the rafters had been swept away iu the storm of the previous night, and the snow was slowly drifting iu along the bare floor. There were holes in tho window panes ; some he had tilled with straw frum hi:&lt; bed, but now there was no mure straw, and the wintry wind blew keenly through the others. It toaaed his long white hair over his forehead. He shivered, and drawing hia ragged coat closer round him, he bent forward on the rude stool toward the meagre tire of coke. His face, sad and careworn, was ghastly thin and drawn with the pangs o( hunger for &quot; Old Franz, nicknamed him, had not tasted food tor prayer. Presently took up his violin and began to play again The neighbors in the rooms below stopped their gossip to listen. &quot; It is the angels,&quot; whispered the chil- dren. &quot; It must be • Old Franz,&apos; said one of th- meu. &quot; Hush,&quot; said another. And silently one by one they stole up the stairs and stood with listening ears at the duor of the gar- ret room. They held their breath as the music, risiug upward, swelled into an anthem of praise. It seemed like the morning carols of the birds returning thanks to their Maker that the day had come. Then the melody slowly died away into a wail of anguish, and as it rose again more softly they thought they hear&lt;i a sorrowful child sobbing itself (juietly to sleep iu its Father&apos;s bosom. It ceased and all was still. There were tears in the eyes of the neighbors as they opened the door and looked in. Thu old maater leaned forward. His head fell upon hia violin. &quot; lie is sleeping,&quot; they whispered to each other. Ay ! they were right. &quot; Old Franz &quot; waa sleeping â€" forever. And presently the choir in the neighboring church began to chorus the Christmas authcm, &quot; Peace on earth! Good will to Men.&quot; It was his re&lt;juiem. Kiinkst L. all over, has re- Addln^ Insult to Injury. Mr. Oldboy (» bachelor)â€" It&apos;s Ctossy, my boy. Miss Smith (iiaad me. Gassy â€" I suppose she let you down easy tty promisiag to be a sister to you ? Mr. Oldboy (bitterly)â€" No, b&apos; thunder; she said she would be a daughter to me I A Dltl&apos;ereuoe In Dades. Fashionable Americans are often re- proached with Anglomania, but the dude is occasionally capable of an original idea. It would never occur to an Knglish dandy to wear an insect round his neck with a gold as the neighbors had chain attached to one of hia legs. Vet liere in New York you will sometimes see davH. Down stairs iu thu tlat below Mex.ican beetle crawling lazily over an he could hear the voices of as they gaily hung &quot; Wl&apos;hvut Kulut or Kplgrmm.&quot; Bh^ridaa used to pretend that he put Law down efTeotually. &quot; When Law said, &apos;Pray, Mr. Sheridan, do answer my &lt;]ues- tioa without point or epigram,&apos; I retorted, &apos;You say true, Mr. Law; your qoestions are withm.&apos; r-i-&apos; ~- ~&lt;«^^«»in_&quot;&apos; ^ â-  What She Would Vail Ulm. Youug Mr. Cillyâ€" I sav. Cousin Amanda, virould youâ€" aw â€" call me a dude ? Amanda -No. dear ; just a little harmless dudulet, that&apos;s all, Tb« V«ar of Jubilee. The I&apos;rinoe of Wales is delighted with John L, Sullivan. And Sullivan is pleased with the I&apos;riuoe, This is a year of intor- ijitioaU amity.â€" ^t&apos;MB* Banner \yalchman. the children up their stockings, wull-darned to hold care- fully the presents that Father Christmas might give them. He heard their childish prattle and sighed, as memory wandered back to his own early da) s in the dear old home in the country. Nine, 10 and 11 rolled out the city clocks, and gradually all the sounds ceased except, now aud then, the mulUud footfalls of a late traveller hastening over the snuw-covered sidewalk to his home. The old man dozed. Ilis dreams wore sorrowful lor a tear glistened for a moment iu bia eye, aud then trickled over hia wrinkled face ; even while he slept his sorrows were with hiiq._^_&apos;ljj_ejir(). .yqut expanse of shirt-front. The Mexican beetle is a large creature, with .^rellow head and back, and black legs. Ue vas offered to me iu a shop the other day for ir&gt;, having enjoyed two or three daye of freedom on the door. &quot;Is he expensi-e to keep?&quot; I iu()uired. &quot;Not at all,&quot; was the reply &quot; Uive bim a little sugar tbout once every two months, and he&apos;ll tx quite happy. This insect baa an affectiooate disposition and never bites. â€" .S&apos;(. Jamt^ Gazeiu. A Little I.ove Affair -What the Cowboy Think of It. The auooesB of &quot; our own &quot; Buffalo Billâ€" W. F, Cody â€" in England is very gratifying to bis thousands of admirers on this side. There was more truth than many im- agined in his reply to the inquiry: &quot; What are you doing in England?&quot; &quot;Chiefly playing poker with Duchesses.&quot; The English nobility quickly &quot; cottoned to&quot; Buffalo Bill because they recognized that be belonged to a higher order than their own â€" Nature&apos;s nobility. Despite his wild life he early managed to ac&lt;iuire au education and the polish which makes him easy even in royal society. His polish is the bitter fruit, it is said, of a youug love experience. When a young man on the plains, wild, woolly and un- kempt iu appearance and character, he fell in love with a dashing little school teacher. Full of pluck and faith in himself, be pro- posed to her. She laughed at him and he â€" collapsed. After a time he braced up, bought some books and began to study. His defeat proved his victory. The girl was his mascot, aud his successes are due to her. Magnificent specimens of manhood though they be &quot; Bill&apos;s boys&quot; are not per- fection. Under date: &quot;Buffalo Bill&apos;s Wild West Co., London, Sept. I&apos;Jth, 18M7,&quot; D. W. Shoemaker, of the Cowboy Band, writes : &quot; Some weeks ago 1 was suffering from great disorder of the liver and kid- neys and general prostratijn. I was forced to quit work aud take uiv bed. I called in II pliVHicittn, who oidy afforded temporary relief. A friend induced me to take War- ner&apos;s safe cure, wiiich afforded aluiuat Instant relief, and after taking three bottles, I find myself in as good health as at any time iu &gt;uy life.&quot; Two other njumbers of the Wild West Show, Mawe Bi-ardsley, pony express rider, and Jim Mitchell, a cowboy, add to this statement of Siioemaker&apos;s, that in their long experience on the plains, from change of water, climate and mode of life, and severe riding, they became subject to liver aud kidney diseases, and they have found a sure remedy for these troubles in War- ner&apos;s safe cure. Mawe Beardsley aays : &quot; I uonstautly recommeud it to my friends.&quot; Buffalo Bill has pluck aud courage and hard sense, and not only controls all the wild elements that make up the WUd West Show, but controls himself. His experience as a scout makes him wary, discreet aud shrewd. Ue &lt;iuickly learns the best way to secure reaulta, and, like a true man, has no prejudicua against anything that proves its merits. Buffalo Bill is so popular in England he may cumo home a &quot; Sir WUIiam.&quot; But if not he will probably enjoy himself quite as well, having secured a fortune ample enough for all his wants, title or no title. An KjctraurdiDory PbeBomeaoB. Mo other term than the above would apply to the woman who ooold see her youthful beauty fading away without a pang of regret. Many a woman becomes prematurely old and haggard because of functional derangement. What a pity that all such do not know that Dr. Pierce&apos;s Favorite Prescription will restore their organs to a normal state, and make them youthful and beautiful once more ! For the ills to which the doughters of Eve are pecu- liarly liable the &quot; Prescription &quot; is a sovereign remedy. It is the only medicine sold by druggists under a positive guarantee from the manufacturers that it will give satisfootiou in every case, or money will be returned. See guarantee on bottle wrapper. A Long: Ten Years. Miss Prime â€" Philosophers disagree as to which period of life seems the longest your opinion. What is doo- to mankind, tor&apos; Doctor (meditatively) â€" Well, it varies. In women, for instance, the longest gener- ally is between 29 and 80. I know in tdj wife&apos;s oase ten years elapsed between her 2&apos;Jth and 30th birthday.â€" Jiid&lt;/«. Gout, Klieuiuatlsm and No Do^. &quot; How is it you have so many young men call on you ?&quot; nsked a jealous girl. &quot; Because,&quot; was the reply, &quot; father has the gout in one foot and the rheumatism iu the other; besides, we don&apos;t keep a dog.&quot; The Original LITTLE &quot;WV(&gt;.a\.\vo LIVER ©\\©XS PILLS. BEWAJtB Oir JMlTATloy.S. AX.WA.IB ASH i^u i&gt;n. piKHc::-:* rici.LKTa, oa LITTLE St/UAJl-COATI.n PILLS. BcliiK entirely vcti:i&gt;(ubl.&gt;, they op- erate without dibtuiLumi** Ui the Hysiem, diet* or oe&lt;-&apos;upatiun. I&apos;ut up in ifliiss viaW, hemieti- otillv 8&lt;-*aled. Always fresli and njliahift. .As it litxatlve* nlteratlve, or purKallTe* these little relicts give the must perfoot s^ilisiaeliun. SlHElDiLE. Bilious Uuuduelie, Uizzluesa, Cuiisllpa- tloii, liid iKestloii, illlloua AilucKi&gt;,u]idull demiigements uf the stiuu- ach luiil bowels, an! prompt- ly relieved and permanently onnMl by tho uee of Ur. Pierce&apos;s Pleasant PurKatlve Pelleta. In Piplaiintiun of the rumedial iMiwer of these Pellets â- â- ver so great a variety cif diseases, it may truthfully be said that their action upon thu system is univcrsul. not a ijland or tissue escupiiig their suuutive influent*. Sold by druggists, 35 ctmta a vial. Manufactured at the Cheink-al LiU&gt;&lt;.)nitory of WiiiiLU&apos;s UiHPKHBAitT JUDICAL, Association, Bullttlo, N. Y. ^lio wVntl grew bitterly cold and tho old | A Mayor In a Ne« Kule. The following letter, addiesseii to &quot;Santa Claus, City Hall,&quot; found its way into Mayor Hewitt&apos;s official mail in New York I OkarSakt* Ci,Att»,-^t aw^ritihg to you to tell you thot Diy sister Maggie is very man moved uneasily lu his sleep ; ho I ^^^^^ ^^^^ ^j^^ ^^^^ ^j^^j ^^^^ ^^^ ^^^^ ^ ^^, moaned once or twice, and souietiuieB ho |^^ ^^j ^j^^ ^^^^g ^ ^j^ French doll and a would mutter indistinctly. I stocking full of sugar plums and candy ; Thus tho night passed and the &quot;&quot;&gt;&apos;â- &apos;&quot;&quot;» , and Santa Claus will you please send me cauiu. Chrietuias morning, and theohiltf- ; (^e game of Chit Chat and a stocking full ren were joyfully examining tho toys **&lt;! j of sugar plums and candy, and send my I laythiuga that Santa ClaUs hail broiU&quot;^ gister Nellie a doll and a bank and a stock- them iu tho night. Still &apos; Old r !&quot;*&apos;•&apos; I i,^^ fuH of sugar plums and candy, a&gt;.d my brother John wants a hobby-horae and a velocipede and a stookiiig full of sugar plums and candy. My name is Mauiie Lyons, No. H Ciansevoort street. Before the Huttlr. dreamed on. The aunbeams ore^iug farther aud farther over the /floor made tho room feel warmer^ and as at last they played over Ins ^ fi*-, ho smiled in his sleep and awoke. &apos;I changed as ho remembered he was ^rviiig He roseup withdilticulty.audiuiiL ..... i fell back exhausted; be waiteti ^ttloaiid <WORD coords="1834,3808,1933,

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