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(5T THE LIGHT ENTER"
BRI
BY FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS.
—_—o—
— Goethe was told that he was about to
jie, be folded his arms calmly, and said, “Let the
e \
Light, more light! The shadows deepen,
And my life is ebbing low i 4
Throw the windows widely open— ‘
Light, more light, before I go.
Sftly let the balmy sunshine
Play around my dying bed,
Ere the dimly lighted valley
I with lonely steps shall tread. ‘
Light, more light! for death is weaving }
Shadows round my fading sight, |
And I fain would gaze upon him |
Through & stream of earthly light. }
Not for greater gifts of genins —
Not for thoughts more grandly bright ;
All the dying poet whispers
[s a prayer for light—more light.
Heeds he not the gathered laurels
Fading slowly from his sight ;
All the poet’s aspirations
Centre in that prayer for light.
Blessed Jesus, when our day-dreams
Melt and vanish from the sight,
May our dim and longing vision
Then be blest with light—more light.
A~
Hiscellaneons Correspondence.
DR
CHATHAM STREET CHAPEL.
Mr. Epiror:~-1 have read the article in
the “Sunday Times” of July 1, 1860, en
tiled “Old Chatham Chapel,” by Spencer
W.Cone, and, agreeably to your request,
furuish youn the following comments upon
it:
The writer, you inform me, is a son of
the Rev. Dr. Cone, a late distinguished
Baptist minister of this city. I am sorry
that a son of his writes for a Sunday news
paper, and especially that he writes about
matters of which he is ignorant, or which
be grossly misrepresents. It is charitable,
bowever, to suppose that he believes what
be says, however widely it differs from the
facts in the case.
The article is full of mis-statements, but
I'bave time to point out only a few of
them. The writer, in speaking of the con
version of the old (‘hatham street Theatre
into & place of public worship, says it had
“suflered Vitle alteration except the remo
val of the stage and the hiding of the the
atric vanities of the tiers of boxes under a
more sober coat of sad-colored paint.”
Neither was the stage removed nor the
boxes re.painted. The scenery was re
moved, of course; the “pit” was boarded
Uver; a pulpit and slips were made; oth
erwise the interior remained unaltered.
Rev. Dr. (one, chairman of a committee
from the American Bible Society, approved
the slterations, and reported in favor of
the Society olding its annual meeting in
the chapel, rejoicing, doubtless, as he had
good reason to do, that a theatre had been
suppressed and the building converted into
a place of public worship.
The writer proceeds to say that “Arthur
and Lewis Tappan, and the Abolitionists
e
do with tin(; lease ‘(f ‘3‘“ b]?f f]othmg g
hired for a;l y “.A’ba; i lf ‘llll.dlng i
pub]ic W()\'s‘\})i \ ';)‘i:txl(;n Socmty’ vy 27
fore any Antli;Sla\'erL '3:?*‘. o m'ken b'e
e YeSociety existed in
caty,
T i o
room was \m‘(; Pociety;” to whom the large
. erlet by the lessees one eve
g every week, had lled ial
meeting of-the S ¢ a ::a a‘ Spec:
two hundreq (;‘t'lt;)c‘Et)y’ _Se—_—
but on assemp; ®M responded to the call,
i mbling at the chapel that
pel, on
particular evening, they found it iod
by Lewis and Artl, ): o —
Pt o ki L R
00l 4id oy V{) lt.e.; and blacks, by 'whose
e c%k.a Ollt;}“)n' pf)w-wow Was in pro-
Principa] 11“5 vy !-flflo nntnfe. —
lesizon, OfO ored ?eople in the city were
by ‘procurfng the chaPel to hear an
they leadn' some literary subject ty one of
the gy ng orators. The committee of
by theclr:;l Music Society were applied to
e Soclety had de
o tho to use the room hired by
¢ evening for which it was want
ed by the colored citizens, the committee
readily consented to its being put at the
disposal of the lessees, who allowed their
colored friendsthe use of it. The meeting
was accordingly held. Neither Arthur nor
Lewis Tappan were present. : The meet
ing was not an “abolition meeting.”
The writer represents that possession
was taken of the large room on the speci- ‘
fied evening wrongfully; that Jthe Music
Society were greatly incensed; and that
several leading men of the Society, after ‘
arming themselves with iron rungs “pulled
out of the balustrades,” proceeded to drive
the colored audience from the building.
The facts are these, as represented to the
lessees immediately afterwards: One of
the officers of the Music Society, having
been cognizant of the determination of the
Society not to hold a meeting that even
ing, but ignorant that the use of the room
had been relinquished, passing by the cha
pel that evening and seeing it lighted up,
went in. Seeing that the place was occu
pied by a colored audience, whom he prob
ably supposed had got possession of the
room wrongfully, he became greatly excit
ed, ordered the orator to stop, and com
manded the people to retire. As they re
fused to do this, he stirred up a score or
two of persons as ignorant of the facts and
as indifferent to the rights of the colored
people as himself, and attempted to drive
the speaker and the audience from the
chapel. It was stated at the time, and be
lieved to be true, that the white intruders
were rather roughly handled by the color
ed people whose rights were thus trampled
upon, and that not a few were pitched
beadlong from the windows by a “summary
process.”
Mr. Spencer W. Cone undertakes to say
that the trahsactions of this evening were
the beginning of the riots that took place
in 1834 and 1835, and that they were oc
casioned by the attempt of the Abolition
ists and their colored friends to obtain
wrongfullg the room in the chapel that be
longed to the Music Society; and he has
given a narration of pretended facts about
as wide from the truth as could well be
made. For aught T know, he may imag
ine his statement is correct. In the follow
ing particular it may be, viz: that the as
sault he describes as made by infuriated
men upon an unoffending colored audi
ence, who were in rightful and peaceful
possession of a hall where they were lis
tening to a literary discourse from one of
their number, was the origin of the dis
graceful mobs that occurred in this city
about a quarter of a century since. Bat
these disgraceful mobs were not brought
about by any wrong conduct on the part
of the anti-slavery people or the colored
people, but were occasioned by audacious
attempts of pro-slavery men to repress free
discussion and a vindication of the rights
of man. The aunti-slavery cause, however,
has, under the disine blessing, trinmphed
over the machinations of the enemies of the
Constitution and free speech, and we have
now a prospect of an increased trinmph of
free principles. I hope that Mr. Spencer
W. Cone will feel their animating power,
and become a truthful advocate of correct
principles and a veracious narrater of pass
ing events. Yous truly,
LEWIS TAPPAN.
Jury 4, 1860.
IS NOT LABOR HONORABLE?
Mz. Epiror:—The question of one of
your correspondents in your last issue, “Is
‘not labor honorable?” wakes within my
heart an emotion of regret, that such a
question is needed in this enlightened age,
this age of progress, for it is a shame and
disgrace to any nation, that now, in the
noon of the nineteenth century, people are
despised for earning an honest livelihood.
Truly there is a dignity in labor unknown
to the drone in the world’s great hive, and
the time is coming when the true nobility
shall be those who have hewn out their
path to greatness, by the labor of their own
brawny arms and brave hearts. There is
too much false pride among the young
people of our race, too much apeing the
airs of city fops and brainless maidens,
whose only passport to good society is their
parents wealth. Our parents have had to
battle with stern oppression, and it is only
by earnest labor that we can place ourselves
upon civil and social equality with the more
favored race. “Knowledge is power,” said
Lord Bacon, and there is no knowledge
without labor. We cannot all be teachers
or¢preachers, indeed, we have too many of
the latter class already. Some of us must
do the hard work; and with hearts beating
to the thrilling music of freedom and en
franchisement, the hard-handed sons and
daughters of [toil are the true benefactors
to our race. Yes, friend, Worker, labor is
honorable. Did not the Supreme Being
speak amid the thundering of Sinai’s
Mount, saying: “Six days shalt thou labor
and do all thy work?” and were not the
chosen companions of our Saviour the
laborers of Gallilee? and shall we doubt
the honor of labor, consecrated as it is by
the infinite Jehovah, and baptized by the
sweat of patriarchs, prophets, and good
men of all ages? Nay! let us rather
rejoice that we have those among us
who are determined to work their way up
to wealth and respectability, nothwith
standing the sneers and scoffs of their ene
mies. So far from its being dishonorable
to labor, it is dishonorable to remain in
idleness in these troublous times, when
all our energies are required to stem the
tide of tyranny and oppression brought to
bear against us, and I rejoice that I have
been so educated, that when my voice and
pen will not support me,ny hands will;
and may the time speedily come when
moial worth shall be the standard of re
spectability, whether beneath the home
spun garb of the laborer, or the jewelled
robe of the millionaire, for in the language
of Gerald Massey,
“There's a divinity within,
That makes men great when’er they will it;
God works with all who dare to win,
And the time cometh to reveal it.”
E. H.
Waverry, N. Y,, June 30, 1860.
LEITER FROM ONE OF THE PHILA
DELPHIE RESCUERS.
Joux C. Bowers, Esq.: --Kind sir; your
letter of this date is now before me; it
came to me about half an hour ago, say 6
o'clock. It was received with as much
satisfaction as was the dove with the olive
branch at Noah’s window. It finds me en
joying the best of health, and never, 1
think, in better spirits, under half the dif
ficulties lat present encounter. Time is
stepping by cozily, as if anxious that I
should again witness the sun’s clear light,
and revel in the pleasant air of a midsum
mer’s eve.
I am now anxiously looking for a letter
from my family; I trust all are well; if so,
I have all to hope and nothing to fear.
True, it is very lonely here; I have seen
no one, nor heard any one speak to me
except the warden, who, I see through
my door three times a day. Yet I have
time to reflect how much worse my crime
might have been magnified, and how much
greater the punishment; and then I re
member again, how much other men are
suffering for the cause of our wrong and
oppressive race, and I see how much will
yet have to be done and suffered before
the great incubus of American slavery and
American prejudice is removed; and then
the words will fall on my ear with a heavy
sound:
“ Hereditary bondsmen know ye vot,
Who would be free, themselves must strike the
blow.”
This cheers me up and fires my soul,
and I look cheerfully to the future. I
have just finished a long letter to Judge
Cadwallader . * ” . " .
I have reasoned long and faithfully with him
on the injustice of the law, and the still
greater injustice of himselfin laboring to se
cure aconviction under such circamstances
and with such evidence. lam determined
yet to teach him, if he is at all susceptiole of
high mental culture, and of common sense
judgment, that
“Skins may differ, but affection
Dwells in white and black the same.”
The warden told me that Mr. McKim
was out here on Saturday asking about
our fines. I have one mind in reference
to those people, that is, that as men pro
fessing philanthrophy, they are either
wickedly selfish, or desperately hypoeriti
cal, and it is not unlikely that they possess
a little of both of these ingredients. For
my part, I want nothing to do with them,
further than to treat them with respect,
while they keep in their place. I have so
expressed myself to the rest of myjcom
panions, and I think they are of the same
mind. I will write to them in the morning
on the subject. I hope Mr. McKim will
not call on me; it will certainly give me
but little pleasure; I may be wrong in this,
but sincerity and plain dealing is the
motive of my life; and to be fair and plain
with him, would be to tell him that he
meant no good to us, if the exercise of
sympathy for us demands the elighest
sacrifice on his part.
They have by no means treated us like
men in this affair. If they wish, now that
we are in prison, to make tools of us, they
must beware, lest they find us ground,
whetted, and well honed; such tools some
times in the hands of men well skilled in
their use, cut and carve them up desper
ately, before they become naturalized to
eachother. Present my warmest gratitude
to your inestimable brother, Mr. T. J.
Bowers, say to him that I know well how
to appreciate such philanthropy, such hu
manity and generosity as he has dispensed
to us in this our time of need. We have
NEW YORK, JULY 14, 1860.
been in this affair a deal of trouble to him
and yourself and to many others; but the
storm is now nearly over; already may be
seen [beneath the lowering clouds that are
sweetly letting in the western horizon,] the
bright and glorious sun of a better day,
looming up from the east, and radiant with
joy and gladness. That will be pay-day
for us all. I shall not forget you; ah! no,
I shall remember you; and as the ship
wrecked mariner in after years sits by his
cheering fireside at midwinter, and recounts
to his family the dangers of the sea, of his
own perilous condition, of his clinging to
the broken spars, of the dashing of the
waves over his body, of the knawing of
hunger, and finally of the kind friend who
risked his life and came to his rescue; so
will 7 recount in after years this circum
stance, and with joy look over my pocket
diary which will then be re-written in folio
style and taste, and there will I recount
the names of those kind and dear friends,
who have ministered thus kindly to me
and my brave companions.
Present my respects to the committee,
and to inquiring friends generally. The
provisions are good here for a prison, and
I have nothing to complain of but loneli
ness and our being here at all. But God is
just, and his retributive powers will one
day be meted out on this guilty, hypo
critical, and ungodly nation.
~ Egypt, Carthage, Greece, Rome, and
other powers boasting of more strength,
more genius, and more wealth than the
United States, have lived and passed
away, because of their wicked avarice, and
their encroachment on their fellow-men;
‘and God has marked out the days of this
‘wicked government; she cannot pass the
‘bounds he has set for her. Write to me
‘ again soon. ' Don’t forget to inquire
‘about the papers [the Anglo and Inquirer.]
It is now getting dark, and I shall not
‘commence another sheet of paper. Idon’t
‘know that you will care to read all this or
not, but it is a relief to my poor mind to
write what I think, as I cannot see you to
express them verbally.*
I remain yours, with grateful respect,
A. M. GREEN.
. Cuerry HiLL Prison, Summer Retreat.
*No person is permitted to see them except the
warden.
OUR PATERSON LETTER.
Paterson, N. J., June 30, 1860
Mr. Epitor:—The Republicans of this
city recently held a meeting to ratify the
nomination of Lincoln and Hamlin. Among
the speakers was the Hon. Owen Lovejoy,
of Illinois, who made a speech abcunding
with the noblest anti-slavery sentiments.
He avowed his refusal to take a constitu
tion from the shrivelled lips of Taney, but
would appeal frcm this Jesuit judge to the
mighty mass of living hearts in the nation.
The more radical his utterances, the londer
he was applauded. The “Wide-Awake
Club,” the duty of whichis to escort the
gpeakers, preserve order at the meetings,
&c., paraded the principal streets. Much
enthusiasm was manifestad.
Since that strawberry festival was held,
nothing noteworthy has transpired among
our people. The singing-school mention
ed in a preceding letter has ceased to flour
ish. A wag suggests that it might have
been more successful if carriages had been
provided to convey the scholars to and
from the school.
The seventeen-year locusts (cicida sep
tendecem) have swarmed in the adjoining
country this summer. They do no dam
age beyond stinging twigs of trees, in which
they deposit their eggs. A.P. 8.
COLORED GRAND LODGE OF MASONS
FOR THE STATE OF OHIO.
Dear AneLo:—The Most Worshipful
Grand Lodge for the State of Ohio, and
the Masonic jurisdiction belonging thereto,
convened in this city on the 18th inst., and
held its Tenth Annual Communication with
Eureka Lodge No. 14. The jurisdiction
of the Grand Lodge extends over fivestates,
two free and three slave, viz.:—Ohio, Illi
nois, Kentucky, Missouri, and Louisiana,
all of which were represented in this meet
ing of the grand lodge except Louisiana.
The business meetings of the lodge
were held daily during the week till Fri
day, on which day a grand street pageant
closed the exercises. Notice had been
given in the morning papers to the efiect
that the “Colored Grand Lodge for the
State of Ohio” would appear on the streets
of Cleveland, in grand procession at eleven
o'clock A. M., on that day, “and that on
the arrival of the procession at Atheneum
Hall, the brethren of the order and the
public would be addressed by David Jen
kins, P. G. J. W., C. H. Langton, G. L.,
and R. H. Gleaver, M. W. G. M.” These
were sensation items, and of course called
eut large crowds along the line of march.
The procession was not large, but was re
spectable in number and imposing in ap
pearance. The procession paraded many
of our principal streets,and then entered
the hall of the Antheneum, where addresses
were delivered by the above named gen
tlemen, after which the following officers
elect were regularly installed. R. H.
Gleaver, M. W. G. M., Hanson Johnson,
D. G. M., J. B. Thompson, G. S. W., H.
W. P. Spenser, G. J. W., Hensley Lewis,
G. T., Wm. E. Ambush, G. Sect., C. H.
Langston, G. Lecturer.
In the evening a grand masonic festival
came of at the same hall, in which the
meeting was held in the afternoon. The
festival was truly a magnificent affair, and
the good ladies whose arduous labor gave
it existence, and added to it so many at
tractive and delightful charms, deserve
great credit, and shall ever receive the
thanks of the Cleveland correspondent of
the “Anglo-African.” I entered the hall
at 10 1-2 o'clock, found it well filled with
the gay and lively. A superb string
band discoursed aweet music, and all
seemed “merry as a marriage bell.” Care
and sorrow were forgotten, and with the
joke, repartie, music, and the dance, the
night was spent, till the gray streak of
dawn reminded us that we should be
“homeward bound.”
| CHARLIE.
Cleveland, 0., June 1860
TRIBUTE TO HON.CHAS. SUMNER.
At a meeting of the colored citizens of
Worcester, held June 25th, 1860, to
express their appreciation of the course
of Honorable Charles Sumner in the
United States Senate, the following resolu
tions were offered by Mr. Wm. Brown, and
unanimously adopted by the meeting:
Resolved, That the recent speech of the Hon.
Charles Sumner, on the bill for the admission of
Kansas as a free state, is but another evidence of
his noble principle, which had him to defend the
rights of humanity, for which he has ever labored
and svifered.
Resolved, That we appreciate the more, the
principles he promulgates, for their universality ;
for with the same voice, the same hand, he loosens
the shackels of barbarism from the white man, and
the shaoksls of slavery from ¢ha blaak man, axtond
ing his right hand of brotherly love to the barba
rian, and elevating the down-trodden and oppressed
African, i
Resolved, That we heartily co-operate with the
colored citizens of Massachusetts in any appropri
ate manifestation they may propose, as an expres
sion of our esteem for the Hon. Charles Sumner,
for his unsurpassed defence of the rights of human
ity, delivered in the United States Senate, on the
4th of June, 1860.
Resolved, That it is the duty of the colored
citizens of Massachusetts, to subscribe for a testi
monial to be presented to the Hon. Charles Sum
ner, as a token of their appreciation of his labors
in behalf of oppressed humanity.
ThLe following resolution were also unan
imously adopted:
Resolved, That a copy of the above resolutions
be sent to the Hon. Charles Sumner.
* Resolved, That the above resolutione be pub
lished in the “Woreester Spy” and the ‘“Anglo-
Afriean,” of New York.
The secretary was then instructed to
forward a copy of the above resolutions to
the Hon. Charles Sumner, and to ask his
acceptance of them, as a token of their ap
preciation of his course in the United
States Senate, and as their esteem of him
as a noble champion of freedom and an
able defender of the rights of man.
Wi, M. Davis, Secretary.
LETTER FROM MACEDONIA.
Macepoxia, N. J., July 2, 1860.
Dear ANGLo:—Permit me, through your
columns, to inform my friends in the Dis
trict of Columbia and elsewhere that after
the long-prayed-for union of our beloved
Zion, which was consummated on the 7th
of June—a day long to be remembered by
those present—l was transferred by Supt.
Wm. H. Bishop from the Philadelphia to
to the New York Annual Conference of
the A. M. E. Zion Connexion, and upon
the solicitation of some friends at Fair Ha
ven I was appointed to take charge of the
church at Fair Haven and this place (Ma
cedonia.) I immediately set out for the
former place, and in company with my
hospitable_fgjgnd, Mr. Charles Jobes, I ar
rived at his beautiful residence on Thurs
day afternoon, the 21st ult.
Fair Haven is situated about 35 miles
from New York, on the Shrewsbury Riv
er, and two miles from Red Bank. Itisa
very handsome village, and the people are
comfortably situated. There are two col
ored churches here, and one white—all
Methodist. The colored churches are, un
fortunately, divided into two classes—Zion
and Bethel. We have a very good socie
ty there. The church has been recently
removed and handsomely repaired, and a
basement for school and other purposes
built of brick. All this has been brought
about, as I am informed, by the unceasing
labors of Mr. C. J——s.
There is a very fine school here, taught
by Miss B——, an intelligent young lady,
This place abounds with fish, clams, oys
ters, vegetables, fruits, and other luxu
ries. ‘
Macedonia is a settlement principally of
colored farmers, about ten miles from Fair
Haven. Here we have a small church,
which is well attended. There are a num
ber of young people in this place. There
is a day school here, kept by Mr. J. N.
Still, but T am sorry to say the people do
not seem to appreciate their privilege. On
visiting the school this moining I found
but nine children present at 11} o'clock.
The State furnishes the means to carry on
the school, and all that the people have to
dois to send their children. How differ
‘ent this from what it is in Baltimore and
Washington, where there is no provision
for our children but such as we make out
of our own scanty means. Here land can
be bought for from ten dollars per acre
upwards. It would be well for some of
our enterprising Southern people to turn
their attention in this direction, for there
is room enough here, and would be gladly
received and are much wanted—l mean
such as wish to engage in farming and gar
dening, and have a little capital to com
mence with. I think they could make it
day well in a few years.
My first quarterly meeting will take
place at Fair Haven next Sabbath, the Sth
inst., and at Macedonia the 15th. We
anticipate good times. J. A. JONES,
Late of Wesley Zion Church, Washington, D. C-
For the Weekly Anglo-African.
THE SLAVE'S SOLILOQUY.
i
BY JOHN L.
They say these stars do shine more bright
Than those of the Northern zone,
And these skies do glow with & warmer light
Than freedom’s land doth own.
They tell me that where the bondmen flee
My brothers starve and die ;
But oh! I would go where my kith are free,
And with them in their cold graves lie.
No greater boon than this I erave,
For this my spirit yearns ;
The spirit of freedom, though but a slave,
Within my bosom burns.
And in this hut so dark and drear,
Gaaing ant upon tha aky,
T swear for freedom’s shore I'll steer,
And free myself or die
No more the white man’s whip shall scar
This body bruised and sore ;
__ I'll steer my bark by the bright north star,
And sail for freedom’s shore.
BavriMorg, June 3, 1860.
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A CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR.
g
BY CHARLES DICKENS.
2 R
There was once a child, and he strolled
about a good deal, and thought of a num
ber of things. He had a sister, who was a
child too, and his constant companion.
I'hese two used to wonder all day long.
They wondered at the beauty of the flow
ers; they wondered at the height and blue
ness of the sky; they wondered at the
depth of the bright water; they wondered
at the goodness and the powor of God, who
made the lovely world. |
They used to say to one another some
times, “Supposing all the children on
‘earth were to die, would the flowers and
‘the water and the sky be sorry?” They
believed they would be sorry; for, said
they, the buds are the children of the flow
ers, and the little playful streams that gam
bol down the hillsides are the children of
the water; and the smallest bright specks
playing at hide and seek in the sky all
night must surely be the children of the
stars; and they would all be grieved to
‘see their playmates, the children of men,
‘no more. :
~ There was one clear, shining star that
used to come out in the sky betore the rest,
near the church-spire, above the graves.
It was larger and more beautiful, they
‘thought, than all the others, and every
‘night they watched for it, standing hand
in hand at the window. Whoever saw it
first cried out, “I see the star!” And of
‘ten they cried out both together, knowing
so well when it would rise, and where. So
they grew to be such friends withit that
before lying down in their beds they al
ways looked out once again to bid it good
night; and when they were turning round
to sleep they would say, “God bless the
star !”
But while she was still very young—oh,
very, very young—the sister drooped, and
came to be so weak that she could no long
er stand in the window and at night;
and then the child looked sadly out by
himself, and when he saw the star turned
round and said to the patient, pale face on
the bed, “I see the star.” And then a smile
would come upon the face, and a little
weak voice used to say, “God bless my
brother and the star !”
And so the time came all too soon when
the child looked out alone, and when there
was no face on the bed, and when there
was a little grave among the graves not
there before, and when the star made long
rays down toward him as he sawit through
his tears.
Now, these rays were so bright, and
they seemed to make such a shining way
from earth to heaven, that when the child
went to his solitary bed he dreamed aboat
the star; and dreamed that, lying where
he was, he saw a train of people taken up
that sparkling road by angels. And the
star, opening, showed him a great world of
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light, where many more such angels wait
eg to receive them.
All these angels who were waiting turn
ed their beaming eyes upon the people
who were carried up into the star; and
some came out from the long rows in which
they stood and fell upon the people’s necks,
and kissed them tenderly, and went away
with them down avenues of light, and were
so happy in their company that, lying in
his bed, he wept for joy.
Bat there were many angels who did not
go with them, and among them one he
knew. The patient face that had once
laid upon the bed was glorified and radi
ant, but his heart found out his sister
among the host.
His sister’s angel lingered near the en
trance of the star, and said to the leader
among those who had brought the people
‘thither:
~ “Is my brother come?”
~ And he said “No.”
~ She was turning hopefully away, when
‘the child stretched out his arms, and cried
“Q, sister, lam here! Take me!” And
then she turned her beaming eyes upon
him, and it was night, and the star was
shining into his room, making long rays
down toward him as he saw it through his
tears.
From that hour forth the child looked
out upon the star as upon the home he was
to go to when his time should come; and
he thought that he did not belong to the
earth alone, but to the star too, because of
his sister’s angel gone before.
There was a baby born to be a brother
to the child, and while he was so little that
he never yet had spcken a word, he stretch
ed his tiny form out cn the bed and died.
Again the child dreamed of the open
star, and of the company of angels, and the
train of people, and the rows of angels
with their beaming eyes all turned upon
those people’s faces.
“Said his sister’s angel to the leader:
“Is my brother come ?”
And he said, “Not that one, but anoth
er.”
As the child beheld his brother’s angel
in her arms, he cried, “O,sister, I am here!
Take me!” And she turned and smiled
upon him, and the star was shining.
He grew to be a young man, and was
busy at his books, when an old servant
came to him and said:
“Thy mother is no more. I bring bless
ing on her darling son.”
Again at night he saw the star and all
that former company. Said his sister’s an
gel to the leader: .
“4Ys my brother come?™ .
And Le said, “Thy mother !”
A mighty cry of joy went forth through
all the star, because the mother was re-uni
ted to her two children. Andhe stretched
out his arms and cried, ‘ O, mother, sister,
and brother, lam here! Take me!” And
they answered, “Not yet,” and the star was
shining.
He grew to be a man whose hair was
turning grey, and he was sitting in his
chair by the fireside, heavy with grief, and
with his face bedewed with tears, when
the star opened once again.
Said his sister’s angel to the leader, ‘ls
my brother come ?”
And he said, “Nay, but his maiden
daughter.”
And the man who had been a child saw
his daughter, newly loss to him, a celestial
creature among those three, and he said,
“My daughter’s head is -on my sister’s bo
som, and her arm is round my mother’s
‘neck, and at her feet there is the baby of
the olden time, and I can bear the parting
from her. God be praised !”
And the star was shining.
Thus the child came to be an old man,
and his once smooth face was wrinkled,
and his steps were slow and feeble, and
his back was bent. And one night as he
lay upon his bed, his children standing
around him, he cried, as he had cried so
long ago:
“] see the star !”
They whispered to one another, “He is
dying.”
And he said, “I am. My age is falling
from me like a garment, and I move to
ward the star as a child. And O! my Fa
ther, now I thank thee that it has so often
opened to receive those dear ones who
await me!” i
And the star was shining, and it shines
upon his grave.
el O D P -
For the Weekly Anglo-African.
ANECDOTE OF TOUSSAINT.
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— the time of the French Republic, the
government of St. Domingo, administered
by Toussaint L’Ouverture, was at war
with England, then trying to reduce the
island and restore slavery. An English
officer named Rainsford, being driven on
the coast by stress of weather, was seized
and brought before the tribunal as a spy.
A court-martial was held, at which Gen.
Christophe, afterwards Emperor, was pres
ent. The proceedings were fair accord
ing to the rules of war, and the decision
was that Lieutenant Rainsford was a spy.
He was accordingly condemned to die.
Toussaint was absent and the decision
was sent to him for his approval.
For several days Lieutenant Rainsford
lay in a dungeen awaiting death. The
women of the island pitied him, and mani
fested their sympathy by bringing him
sweetmeats, fruit, and flowers. When
Toussaint returned, he said: .
“The sentence you have passed is un
doubtedly just, according to the rules of
war. But why should we kill this stran
‘ger. He is helpless and alone. Let u