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EDITED BY MRS. SARAH R. L BENNETT.
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There are, we shame to say, in our cities | he found strength, in pure air and water and AMERICAN FEMALE GUARDIAS SOCIETY, at the House
things called houses, built and rented by peo- those purer thoughts of which they are einof Industry and Home for the Friendless, 29 E. 29th St.
ple who walk erect and have the general air blems, to abandon burning and stupefying and manner of civilized and christianized men,
stimulants.—“ House and Home Papers," in
they can only be called snares and traps for
For the Advocate and Guardian.
THE WEAR Y DAY.
It was a weary day-the cares of life
Lay heavy on my being, and my feet
Trembled and faltered in their toilsome round. in his dreams at sea. The wounded soldier,
It was a day of incidents—such day
A cclebrated British philanthropist, who As often crowds upon a life that sets
Itself the task of being real-life
That has a motive, aim, and love in truth. water in the desert, like the touch of cool the poor, gave it as his opinion that temper
There had been accident and haste and wrong, fingers on a burning brow. * Our house," he ance societies were a hopeless undertaking in
Ill chance and petulance and feeble nerves, says feebly, and the light comes back into his London, unless these dwellings uu lerwent a All to be borne and soothed and laid to rest.
And then came one to ask for sympathy; dim eyes; for all hvinely charities, all fond transformation. They were so squalid, so
And one to ask for alms; and one-alas !
From the disquiet of a useless life,
Just for a pleasant word or gift of flowers.
And there had been ingratitude for care
And favors, costing pain; unfaithfulness, tecture, low or high. It may be the brown could find heart to drag on life from day to And petty wrongs that spring from ignorance, old farm-house, with its tall well-sweep, or the day. He had himself tried the experiment of
Claiming at once forgiveness ;--trials these
That fret the spirit more than larger woesone-story gambrel-roofed cottage, or the large, reforming a drunkard by taking him from one
And mine was—0, 80 weary! while the sick,
But amid all these ills there had come joys,
With gladsomc radiance: birds had sung; flowers
Brought their fragrance to me, and my poor heart beyond all conjurations. Its stone and brick of figures for prints ; he was of delicate frame,
Had listened, looked and loved, and had been glad. and mortar are like no other; its very clap- and a nervous, susceptible temperament. Shut Bright thoughts had come to cheer me, pleasant thoughts boards are dear to us, powerful to bring back in one miserable room with liis wife and little With minds congenial kindly interchanged,
And one sweet message from a far-off friend the memories of early days, and all that is sa- children, without the possibility of pure air,
But yet in all these words there was a lack, cred in home-love.
with only filthy, fetid water to drink, with For none had talked of Jesus-pone had told There is no one fact of our human existence the noise of other miserable families resound- How, eyer standing by my inner self,
O'ertasked and vexed with all this little round, that has a stronger influence upon us than the ing through the thin partitions, what possibil
The calm, pure angel of His presence was.
That Jesus loved me, and that held me up.
0! when the mask has fallen from the face
Of this sin-stricken world-when things that seemed
Illusions—when what was read as fables
Is learned as deepest truths; how will the soul, rambling and hap-hazard in the disposal of bathing freely supplied, and the blessed sun
In its lone want and weakness, ask for God! rooms so useless and cheerless, and wholly shine and air coming in through windows well- Once had I trusted earth, and made my staff without snugness or privacy, as to make it ari anged for ventilation, he became in a few Of a poor, bending reed, that quickly broke.
So God's pecnliar mercy spared not mo, seem impossible to live a joyous, generous, ra- weeks a new man.
In the charms of the little
But tore my reed away: then He disclosed tional, religious family life in them.
spot, his former talent came back to him, and Such heavy crosses as I could not lift,
Unless He bore them too. 'Twas thus I learned
eye in sweet succession, precisely as a far-off used, the unfair games I had played, and the To make my staff and my assurance God.
mountain range lifts its towering peaks mean and cowardly violation of the wholeThe sun at last went down; the guests had gono; against an evening sky, in soft, waving out- some rules of parents and teachers. Such reThe sick was laid for sleep. My door was shat,
lines, as if some peerless artist had sketched flections have unmanned me. I felt that no And there was no intruder--none but Night With sound or motion stirred the holy air.
the sublimest of nature's works, in delicate worthy manhood could spring from such a Alas, alas ! that our approach to Heaven
tints, upon the moving clouds. But as we marred and deformed stock. I loathed my. Should e'er be hindered by the feehle clay!
approach those enchanted ridges, their beauty self and found relief only in penitential pray. My cheek, that paled at morning, now was tinged
vanishes. The soft curves swell into bald So feels every honest man when he With fever's hue,' and my hot fingers pressed A throbbing forehead, as I knelt to pray.
and rugged outlines, the shaded nooks sink recalls the iniquities of his youth. So acts And then I took the Word, to find therein
into fathomless abysses, and the silver belt every true Christian when he becomes conA comfort for my spirit; but it seemed
that marked the river's course becomes a scious how vile he is by nature. Such days As if each page was baunted with the tale Of miracles of healing, and I wept.
leaping, thundering cataract. The attractive of reflection and spiritual sorrow must come "Where now is Jesus, in this age of ills loveliness of the landscape is gone. The
to all in this life. If the sins of our youth That wants the Healer's power? Or where the faith gloom of sunless caverns and the sublimity of are forgotten now, eternity will reveal them That pleacting 'I believe,' is answered ‘Yea?'"
frowning cliffs occupy its place. A like in all their enormity. We must meet them 'Twas thus I cried, and knelt and wept again. O! could He pass this way as once He trod
change comes over our moral, nature when again. A soldier lay dying in one of our Judea's favored paths, how would I bathe
we approach, in memory, the iniquities of our hospitals. A clergyman approached him, and With tears of penitence and faith His feet,
youth. So Paul felt when he exclaimed, kindly asked, “Can I do anything for you?" Or be content to touch His garment's hem,
"Sin revived and I died.” The difference Nothing," he replied. "Have you no Or step within His shadow as He passed !
between complacent indifference to the past Youth, sorrow.faded then should bloom anew,
He seemed reserved Nor bear the languid frame and weary brain,
and a penitential recollection of it was as and taciturn. But after much solicitation to Or broken aspiration. Is it so,
striking as that between a living, healthy, reveal his sorrow, to the oft-repeated ques. That thus the strivings of my soul must die
active man and a motionless, lifeless corpse. tion, "Can I do anything for you?" he re. For nought to do their bidding--the weak flesh Too frail to bear that earnest, upward strife ?
Imagine yourself standing upon the battle-plied, “Can you undo ?" He was weighed My faith was weaker still, but yet I spoke
field of Waterloo, on an autumnal day. The down with guilt, he had corrupted his pray. Confidingly to Jesus, as a child golden harvest waves over the plain, where ing companion, he had seen him
die an apos. Might tell its mother all the pain it felt.
heroes bit the dust. The sweet breeze mur- tate. His turn had come and he could only And so my heart grew calmer; even then A gracious answer in the form of poace murs where the cannon roared. The land cry, “Can
E. D. 8. Stole o'er my spirit; I had strength to pray,
scape that was once covered with the mangled “Let me still live and labor as I may :
bodies of the slain, now teems with vegetable Grant me Thy truth, Thy peace, Thy love divine,
THERE is so much practical good sense in the following, And health and joy and love enough are mine; life for the service of man. But while you
that we give it a prominent place, with the hope that it may I shall not fail, for Thou my strength wilt keep,
muse upon the past and enjoy the present, prove a word in season to some whom it may concern. And give me, as to Thy beloved, sleep: the bones of the buried dead are animated
WOMAN'S WORK. I yet shall praise Thee with a firmer voice,
anew. When higher anthem the loud strain employs.
They start, they rise, they unite and
Slow, dripping, mossy, brown, turns the old stand up a skeleton army. How appalling mill-wheel, ever running its ceaseless round, or I fain would sing, so tuning low the song
the sight! You fly from the ghastly spec- l if it takes rest, it is only at hours when we That could not wake a sleeper, the still night
tacle with terror. So Paul felt when his sins Had one more hyma of lowly, grateful praise. Methought the stars had never been so bright, revived. These forgotten sins stood up in
rest also, so that we do not appreciate it. The Or moonlight half go lovely; this fair earth fearful distinctness before his mind's eye. He
old wheel has been mended, one part of its Was beautiful as Eden, when there stole
was appalled by the repulsive array.
His sturdy frame gave way, and one day the carA drowsy swoetness o'er me, such as falls On peaceful childhood in its mother's arms.
self-righteous complacency forsook him, and penter put a new piece of wood, bright, clear, I did not dream of heaven-I do not know he died. His false spiritual life was no more.
yellow, in the midst of the gathered moss and As forms celestial stood beside my couch, His good deeds, which had previously foster
rust of years. Or fanned me with their wings, but there did soom
ed his pride, seemed but the weeds which Children sit watching it, and every time the A pure air breathing on me, and I woke Without the finsh of fever, woke with strength
contained a decaying corse. So it is with eve. new bright spot appears they cry, "there it To take another day into my life,
ry one who honestly recalls and seriously ex: comes again," and so they count the revoluAnd lay its burdens down at last on God.
amines the iniquities of his youth. The sins tions. E. L.E.
So regularly and constantly comes up the ual growth. They are like the wounds and question of woman's labor to be discussed,
distortions that are inflicted upon the sapling. handled, only to disappear in another revolu“THE INIQUITIES OF MY YOUTH."
The scars and curves are visible in the aged | tion.
Here it comes again !
"A pebble in the streamlet scant
Women meet and tell their wrongs and cry of spirit, recounted his unnumbered woes and
Has turned the course of many a river;
for redress, and the world would gladly help prayed, “Make me to know my transgres
A dew-drop on the baby plant,
them. But how? I do not expect to throw sion and my sin," in the very climax of his earthly sufferings, he placed the recollection The wonnds which sin inflicts upon the
much light on the matter—there is no new
thing under the sun-but one cannot well let of his early sins. He cried, “ Thou makest young soul are the most permanent and the me to possess the iniquities of my youth.” most fatal. Hence the recollection of early
the subject alone. They revived in his memory; they were re- sins causes such bitter sorrow in riper years.
Does not this principle bear upon the point ? vived in the light of God's judgments; they I once heard an aged clergyman thus de
When any commodity is in excess of the debore with crushing weight upon his con- scribe his feelings. Often have I been wan.
mand prices fall. There is too much woman's science. No sins, in the commission, are re- dering alone, when my thoughts were given labor in the market—not of the highest class, garded with more indifference, in review, are up to uncontrolled reverie, with no definite
for skill commands almost any pricebut poor contemplated with keener remorse, than those subject of meditation, when suddenly, by and ordinary ability to use the needle. of childhood. While conscience sleeps, we some mysterious power of association, the My own opinion is that the effect of raising look back upon the follies of youth as upon sins of my youth have revived. My early prices would only make more women turn to a distant landscape clothed in the beautiful companions ard the scenes of childhood seem. sewing for, I will not say a livelihood, but an foliage of spring
ed to stand before me. I recalled the petty existence. The experiment was tried on 3 Those early years rise upon the reverted | frauds I had practised, the angry words I had small scale in Cincinnati during a winter of
For the Advocate and Guardian.
For the Advocate and Guardian.
suffering. Benevolent individuals formed an themselves. A women is expected to be a baby's through the crib-bars, and when all
“To be sure he had,” said mamma, as she and from other places because work was to be The best place for a girl who cannot live at reached the full stocking from the mantel. had for money. They had as many poor and home is in a well-regulated family, and the
Books were piled up around it upon the As much soffering as ever, and a great qnanti- worst-mentally, morally, and physically—is a shelf, with Susie's name in them, and toys ty of clothing on their hands. Sewing is an crowded factory or sewing-room.
and “bon-bons" were in the stocking, and a unhealthy employment, and kills by inches if I do not set this forth as a cure for all the
little purse with a few silver bits, for it was not faster; while the machine-work, if follow- ills complained of, only as the best that cir
before this ugly rebellion broke out in our ed continuously, is worse than the needle. “A
beautiful Union, and we had silver and gold cumstances allow. girl was at work for me; she seemed well.
in plenty then.
"WE'RE ONLY STEWARDS."
"All for myself?” said Susie, as she count. me many days ago; and no wonder. Only a God's angels had been scattering the "For yourself as God's steward," answerconstitution of iron could stand such wear and beautiful pearly snow over the village where ed her mother, with a grave, sweet expresstear.
Susie had her home. All night, while the ion.
Susie knew what that meant, “To be used We do not expect to do anything. We Christmas bells that were to awaken them as my Father in heaven would approve, that should be glad to convince young girls that va
in the morning, and of the dear family groups is what mamma means," said the little girl to ried employment is more useful and more
that were to gather around the Christmas herself. She sat upon the floor, thinking, healthful; that household labor is a better ap
board and the Christmas hearth-stone, the with the purse upon her lap and the silver prenticeship for the ordinary conrse of
angels flung their frosty treasures over the bits in her hand. “How much good a dol. woman's life, and only a false pride rejects it.
landscape, and transformed the brown earth lar can do,” thought she, "and here are three, There must be many women with families,
and the naked trees and the stiff houses into how rich! how rich! There is Jack, the or those who have cares at home, to whom
a magic scene of silver and pearls and dia. errand-boy, has no shoes, his poor feet were
monds. sewing is the only resource ; but if there were
quite frost-bitten and sore yesterday, and to
Little Susie saw the glitter on her windowday there is snow to walk only these they would be better paid.
upon, As it is, a girl who spends her days on her
panes and the up-heaped crystals on the have a pair; that would please God, I am needle, with scanty sleep and often wretched
ledge, as the sun kissed her lids and made sure! And little Sally, over the way, needs
them fly open wide so that the bright eyes fare, is poorly fitted to be a poor man's wife
a thick, warm petticoat, I could see her poor and the mother of his children. She has might see the glory. At first she was daz
blue limbs through her thin frock when she neither health nor knowledge for her position,
zled and put up her chubby hands to shield was here the other day. Would that be a
her from the glare, but presently she sprang good steward, mother?" and as there is no school in which she could
out of her soft, warm bed, and sinking down She forgot that her mother knew nothing learn these duties, her best training would
upon her knees by the window, herself a of what she was thinking, and with a merry have been in a well-regulated family.
little white heap, with a golden crown upon laugh, as her mother looked inquiringly at I have watched the course of many families, her head where the sun touched her hair, she her, she chinked the pieces into the purse and have found thrift, care, economy, and folded her hands and said her early prayer. again, and jumped up to dress herself, that health in those who had been educated at ser- It was a day to be very glad in; earth and she might not be tardy at breakfast. vice. Our servants ("help" if you will) are • air and sky were full of God's praise, and Later in the morning she sat beside her better fed and lodged than the majority of Susie's heart was a fountain of joy. There parents in church, listening to the minister, sewing women, and it is no small consideration. was so much to be grateful for! The pure, as he told them of the God-Man who was aside from other points.
serene blue above her, and the glistening born into this world to sanctify it and re“ How is it that does not get on better
white below, and the glowing sunlight deem it from the curse of sin, so that we at home?" "O his wite was a teacher or
over all, and the merry chimes that came who have done wickedly and must otherwise something, and she does not know how to swelling upon her ear, speaking of Him have been punished forever, may through manage."
whose birthday she was to commemorate ! this blessed Jesus be saved in His eternal We met a well-favored bat pale and worn
Was it any wonder that the fountain in kingdom, if we will. looking girl, whose face rather struck me.
Susie's heart bubbled up and burst forth from The light from the stained windows shone her lips in a song of thanksgiving, “Glory in strange beauty among
evergreens “That girl," said my friend, “ works in a
be to God on high, and on earth peace, good that adorned the temple, and as one thick tory from twelve to fourteen hours a day, with will towards men.
cedar was all aflame with a red glow, Susie half an hour for dinner, rooms hot, atmosphere
Her father and mother heard the music of could not help thinking of the burning bush foul." “She looks like it; the girl will have
the child's voice, and came on tiptoe to her in which God appeared unto Moses. It fillno health. I could give her as good wages
door to see the vision which angels love to ed the child with a solemn awe, for “it is and better health in my house."
look upon, a dear little child at prayer. By the glory of God," said she, “ He is visible servant? She would not go for a thousand
and-by two small bare feet went pattering in all His works." That is what her mother dollars—she has too much pride. She is enacross the floor, and mother and father and
had taught her, and she could not look caregaged to be married, and is saving her money Susie were locked together in one loving em- lessly upon any of the wonders of creation for her outfit.” “I hope her pride will keep brace, and, Merry Christmas,!" "Merry and not behold in them the Divine Power. her up, poor girl. She will not have much
Christmas!" resounded through the room; By-and-by the sermon was ended, and the else to begin upon; her life is wearing out and the baby peeped from the bars of its people received the benediction and dispersed fast."
little crib, and crowed its loudest for the rosy to their happy homes. And what kind of a housekeeper will she be? sister that it was always delighted to see. Susie walked alone behind her father and Men serve an apprenticeship to any trade or Then there were billings and cooings between mother, she had been used to going often by business before they are fit to carry it on for the two children, as Susie put her lips to the herself, and they did not wait for her. It
is As your
was pleasant to linger to-day in the first snow we will fit him up with some of grandpa's per, with a record whose review furnisiies so of the season; children love it so. Besides clothes, and make it a happy Christmas for muclı cause for gratitude. If we may credit she was well protected in her warm merino him if we can," said mamma.
the united testimony of its numerous readers, cloak with its fur collar and cuffs, and her Papa directed that he should be nicely -notwithstanding its shortcomings—its misface shone out of the rosy lining of her white dressed, and he was installed in a comfortable chair at their own table, for there was some
sion has not been fruitless. As satin bonnet, as rosy itself as was the lining.
has She turned a little aside from the road home, thing in his face that told them he was no
been given, it has pleaded the cause of to see how the brook was stopped in its common beggar.
the poor and needy, the fatherless and lim course by the frost and snow, and how its When he was warmed and fed, so that his that had no helper-and has enlisted from waters were rounded up here and there over old, chilled memory began to revive within the stones and capped with white. It was so
year to year a host of friends, for the home. him, he turned suddenly to Susie's grandfa- less and friendless. It has aimed to compretty! There was something there that ther, and stared at him long and carnestly, mend to the young a worthy self-reliance, a hurt the landscape. What was it? A poor and grasping his hand, said, “ Brother!" old man, with silvery locks struggling from It was really so; they had been separated steadfast adherence to truth and virtue, and under a shabby hat, and bony hands, and when young men, and the unpropitious whatsoever things are pure, lovely and of good thin frame, and wrinkled face, shivering and years had brongiit one of them to loneliness report. It has aimed to take Bible ground trembling in the wintry air. He leaned up. and poverty, but this birthday of Jesus,
on all questions considered in its columns, on his cane and seemed scarcely able to which was meant to put all things right, regarding human censure or applause of little creep along, and Susie's bright eyes were had re-united the long-severed brothers, and filled with tears as she remembered her own given untold joy and gladness to the miser
moment compared with the approval of Him
in whose word it is written, “So then every dear old grandfather, who was petted and able old heart. caressed at home, and upon whom the chilly After thev had finished their dinner and one of us must give account of himself to God." breeze was never suffered to blow painfully. were all seated around the great Christmas To the many that have contributed valu
The old man seemed cheered by the little fire, with the baby in the middle of the floor able thoughts and suggestions, and helped to ruddy face before him, and as she drew very
playing with her toys, Susie brought her near to him, and said in her sweet, childish purse to her mother and told her her plans of the Committee are gratefully tendered.
enrich its pages by mental effort, the thanks accents, "Merry Christmas!" a smile broke “Is that being a good steward ?" asked she. over his features and he returned her greet
Mother thought it was, so Jack got his
Those also wliose physical labors have so ofing, but in a moment a sense of his misery shoes, and little Sally the nice warm petti ten swelled its list of acknowledgments, are came to him again, and he said with bitter. coat, and the other dollar Susie gave to the remembered as recipients of the blessings of ness, “ What is Christmas to me ?" stranger that she always would call “an
many ready to perish." The noble band of
But the old man said, “Isn't it the birthday of Jesus to all who angel.”
' angel volunteers, who have proffered their personwill take Him into their hearts ? That is
means messenger, and therefore Susie must what mother told me,” said Susie, putting i God to me to bring me to my kindred and be the angel, for she was the messenger of
al services in continuing and extending the
circulation of the Advocate and who have thus her little hand into the old man's withered palm and leading him towards home. He to make for me a happy Christmas.”
far kept the subscription list undiminished,
are as valuable to the work as a commissary could not resist her simple faith. child," said he; “may God forgive me! It
department to an army. For what they is indeed the day of days for all mankind.
Advocate and Guardian.
have done in all the past, and especially for Whatever of poverty or sorrow may come
what they are doing at the present crisis
, to us, Christmas day brings to us riches and
they have our hearty thanks. Another thirjoy, blessed be He that left His Father's NEW YORK, DEC. 16, 1864.
ty years and all this work will have passed glory and was born a little infant for our
to other hands. Let none be weary in wellsakes!"
[CLUB SUBSCRIBERS.--Several letters doing, for “ the time is short.” " Haven't you any little grandchild ?”
of inquiry are before us relative to club sub. asked Susie.
scribers. We are instructed to say that in The old man pointed heavenward with his cases where a club had been obtained or re.
THANKSGIVING-DAY AT THE HOME. "Nor any home ?"
newed and prepaid since Sept. and previous “Not on earth," said the old man, to the notice of advance in Nov. 1st Advocate,
Among the seasons specially marked by turned me out the other day because I could the
grateful memories, our late Thanksgiving and will be sent at previous rates. paper
If no longer pay the rent, and I am too feeble our readers will tell us how we can change
Donation visit at the Home will ever have a to work." the market price of paper, and all other com
prominent place. The day was calm and “I have a dollar for
beautiful-made on purpose for the enjoyment said Susie, “Jack must have his shoes, and modities, so that former prices shall again
of the little ones to whom it was to be a day Sally her petticoat, but I have a dollar left; prevail
, the way will be plain to meet the
of gladness. The efforts of all, both patrons maybe it will help you some.”
wishes of those who feel unable to make the The old man pressed the little hand and trifling advance of twenty-five cents. Till
and helpers of home charities, and those a tear fell from his eyes to the ground. They that time shall come, the Committee will find
whose means were given exclusively to the had reached Susie's home, and she led liim
it necessary to abide by the terms specified in country and its brave defenders—had been in and told her mother, “God had sept a our last two numbers. See notice on last
so engrossed in providing for the mammoth stranger to them, he might be an angel; she
dinner, forwarded by ship-loads to a half could not tell." She had heard her father page.]
million soldiers that we were happy in ex. read the verse, “Be not forgetful to entertain
pecting this once, but just a passing rememstrangers, for thereby some have entertained
CLOSE OF THE YEAR. angels unawares.” And she was a queer
brance. And yet, there was no lack. Abunlittle thing, always putting her own meaning
The present number completes the 30th dant supplies were sent in for a Thanksgiving to what she heard.
volume of the Adv. and Guardian. Truly a dinner for the Iome children and the several “He shall have a nice, warm dinner, and | long period for a paper to survive and pros- Industrial Schools connected with its mission.
Yet our Father's tender care
Haunts where want and sorrow meet,
Gathered from each crowded street
Food we eat, and clothes we wear,
And, in addition to this, the amount of ma. for it fast friends who felt it a privilege to
dear little ones. God bless you a thousandterial aid received proved quite equal to that sustain and extend it by their presence and fold in your glorious work. of any similar occasion of other years. contributions. Thanks, that words seem poor
Yours, very truly, WM, B. BRADBURY.* During the afternoon and evening the to utter, to these generous helpers in this com
Two very sweet hymns, composed by Home was thronged to overflowing—hun. mon cause, and before all and more than all,
Mrs. Corbit for the occasion, were sung by dreds going away, unable to find seats or a thanks to the great Giver, from whom cometh
the children. We have room only for the standing place in the Chapel. The disap every good and perfect gift.
following pointment of the patrons in this regard was We must allude gratefully to a special effort
Haplesy little ones we were, matter of extreme regret, on the part of the made in behalf of two of the schools, viz. :
Lonely seemed our friendless way, managers, but beyond their power to remedy. No. 2 and No. 5-by the respective Com
Shielded us from day to day;
Kept us safe from perils near, At 3 P. M., Mr. C. C. North, of our Board mittees, proving entirely successful. As the
Led our weary footsteps here. of Counselors, took the chair and the exer- result of this effort one of the schools was pro
While beneath this friendly dome, cises were opened with prayer by Rev. J. vided with a needed outfit of sacks, etc., the
Friends will cherish, clothe, and feed; Bruen, of Irvington. The Home School and other with a noble Thanksgiving dinner at
Lonely we no longer roam,
Kindness ineeting every need; a portion of three of the five Home Industrial their school-rooms, beside a surplus given to
Rest on earth, and peace above, Schools occupied the galleries, and gratified worthy poor families, and funds with which to
Won through God's exceeding love. the audience with their sweet songs, recita provide for other incidential expenses of the
Tender pity sought within tions, dialogues, etc., during the afternoon schools, (see ackuowledgments.) The do.
Found, amid the city's din, and evening. A graphic allegorical picture nations received by the Com. of School No.
All our little baud; now we of the Rebellion, its cause and issues, was 5 were mostly the voluntary, free-will offer.
Give the praises, Lord, to Thee. presented by a group of misses from the ings of friends connected with the Collegiate
Well we know our Saviour's storyHome School, and elicited so much applause, Church of 29th St. The success of their
How for love of us He came,
Laid aside His crown, His glory, that its repetition was urgently solicited. The Thanksgiving festival--occurring as it did on
Suffered poverty and shame Chairman remarked appropriately, on its the same day of the large Home gathering
Oft His hand in pity laid second introduction, that it was intensely -was due to the labors of an efficient band
On some little, favored head. loyal, and the characters represented so of teachers, whose example, if imitated by oth
And He blesses is from heaven, well understood as to require no comment. ers in all the churches in our city, would bring
In our teachers' loving care,
In the kindness freely given, A Home boy present, gave a recitationthousands of street vagrants under the daily
All are gifts from Christ above, referring to "The loved and lost ”_whose saving benefits of Christian nurture.
Let us praise His boundless love. elder brother, also “a Home boy,” had lost || The expectant little ones from four schools, bis life in the service of his country. Twelve not present on Thursday for want of room,
A SINGULAR LETTER. little girls, beneficiaries of the institution, were afterward dined at the Home and else. wearing red, white and blue, expressed, where, so that in all, about 1100 received a The week previous to Thanksgiving a throug! one of their number, the thanks of Thanksgiving dinner.
stranger called at the Home and left a letter, more than a hundred soldiers' children pre. | If the labor and outlay required on these
enclosing $250. It reads as follows: sent upon the gallery, for the Thanksgiving occasions shall open new channels among the
November, 1864. dinner just sent to their fathers and brothers wretched for saving Christian influences, if
Managers of the Home for the Friendless, --in the army, asking the friends present to but one little child is thus drawn from the
Be kind enough to accept the enclosed $250
from one who has acqnired property by the pray for the soldier and the soldiers' orphans. wrong to the right path, the cost will be * tricks of the trade," and who is now goaded The performance and deportment of both the amply compensated.
by a guilty conscience. May it aid your noble Home children and those representing the
institution in relieving the sufferings of poor, It was quite apparent that many
destitute children, and may Heaven grant several outside schools were creditable alike gave—and we trust all-were prompted by that all the boys and girls of the Home for the to themselves and their devoted teachers, and motives approved by the precept, " Whoso- Friendless may grow up to be lionest, upright
and virtuous men and women. we only regret the want of room and time ever shall give a cup of cold water in the
GUILTY CONSCIENCE, to do them better justice. name of a disciple, shall in no wise lose his
We sincerely thank the unknown writer It was pleasant to see their bright faces reward.” The spirit manifested in many in.
and donor for his very large gift, and upon the gallery and equally pleasant to see stances was so similar to that exhibited in them surrounding the long dining-tables, the following note, that we could but regard though it may be the fruit of ill-gotten gaing
—of which we have never sought to be quiet, respectful and happy in partaking of this occasion as a blessed earnest of one to
stewards--yet in this case, as it seems to the bountiful repast so kinily provided by come when the war shall be over and Chris.
have come through the channel of genuine the friends, who, whatever other claims may tian hearts are all enlarged.
repentance, we welcome the trust, and think press, never forget the children.
it may be so used as to prove a safe and wisu It was pleasant to see the many
I thank you for giving me the familiar
investment. faces in every part of the building, who, for opportunity of making an expression of my
sense of God's goodness in continuing to pros- The letter is suggestive. We have read of years, have on every Thanks.
He has done so most abundantly in and re-read it with both sorrow and gladness giving-day placed their names anew among whatever I have undertaken.
Sorrow that there should have been the occa. our list of donors. Pleasant that while no Enclosed is my check for $20, which I assure
We advise those who want S. $. books or superior urgent appeal had been answered by their you is a most hearty free-will offering, and I
pianow, to apply to Mr. Bradbury. He makes both discourse coming, it was evident that love to the work will add to it three or four dozen of my little heart-music. and with the proceeds wakes the soul to melo
dy in the dwellings of the poor.-(See Advertisement in and continued approvalof its results, had made S. S. books, should you desire them for your next Advocate.)
near & score