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TRANSLATED FROM THE SPANISH. OhJ Let the oul its Blumher's break 'Arouse Its censes and awake) "" ;' ''V Tv5oe li6 eoon ' ' tlfcjlri'its glories, glides away, ' And the stern footstep.) of decay ""-'-Come'eicaling on. Xnd while We view Ihe rolling 'tide,' . . Down which. our flowing minutes dt '', ' " Away so fast, f, let os the'present hour employ, . And dream each future dream a joy i -'-P"1, ' ' Let no Tain.hope deceive the mind t jio happier let na hopejo find . Jo-morrow than to-day. , . , , j Oar golden dreams of yore were bright. Jiff them the present shall delight , I Like them decay. . ' . - ' I--. : . ;,. : ; i. . . Our lives like hasting streams must be, . ' That into one eagulphiog sea . .' .-. j.r,; 'A re-doomed to fall Xbe.eea of Jeath, whose waves roll on ' O'cr.'kiBgand Jtinglom, orown and throne, . II u And swallow all. ' ' : '.' a i l J " .''' ' . . Alike the river's lodly tide, ' Alike the humble rivulet's glide : ;ii To tlkat lad nave; ' Death lereis poverty and pr"de " lbs ri,ok and poor ela p side by side - !"VUhln the grave. .: ' '' :'1 ' v'r.l.'..i,. v v , " " On'f bljth is tut a starting place; life I the rijnning of the raoe, '. '"' And Death the got 1: "', , ' t "Aire at'ontr glittering toys are bro tight 'iAai patn alone,, or all nnBought. .-, . r ; ' is found of all. , . . ...... u.'.; Kites then, how poor and little worth wall those glittering toys of oarth m Thai .lure ua herein .- i tot r v Dreamt of a aleep that Death must brcaV," - Aiast 61 ore It bids ns wake, ;;; dUappeVir. '' . ' it inf.; I ' lit I '!.;? '.i.''. v. Ziang ere the damp of earth an blight, ' "'' Theehtek's pure glow of red and White lvl Hot passed aways' .' t yL'vi i. !, Tewth smiled, and all was heavenly fair! . Ace eamft and laid his flnirer there. 1 " .'Hu M(! nd where are they?, v '1 !- A lre d ;. . '-i s.- ' "ffere js fie strength that spurned decay,'-. - v The Steps, that, roved to light and gay', - i '.v The heart's bliihe tone? ri Tht strength is gone, the step is slow, And Joy groVe wearisome and woe! ' ' ' . -tVfcen See comes oril ' ' ",!..: TIME LIKE THE OLD BY O. W. HOLMES. IhlM it fie lime like the bid time,' when you '.weu4 I were young, ta "y lii-H "Then: the buds of Aprir bloomed and the birds Of spring-time aim. i''"' .'"V7 The garden't brightest.' glotics' ' by summer . ;' . UoVohlf:S.e'iweet, seet y'iole the kowcrs : that opened first. ; V-'" . 1 ' J- .Ti; H, ciiw ,h4!.:.-fT o.t-:,' l .t :' " -.bi'i'"' ."! !!(' nno'i-'i lu old place, where i& jou and I wen borv:'', ! ' ...ati.na ;ai:f-A'. i-o ,t..;nWt "V. (' f! f to hit If.'Mli'ii) r.iiii,;r r '10 ri.il From tlio.reilkrwhito' breast tliiU Vtirmqi us. 7- " . rom.'riie"clngiijj krme tM nri' " wliere tlte'Jiirk tye? glit fcnf-V o'er-us th rvj3-''l 4 There U no fiend like he old friend wlio - . : litis shored our morning days; . ; . So grttting likj-his welcorao, no homago : y. ' tike UU praise. : Farao is the fceniless flevrer rith gw&j erotrn'of gold? . i .' . ' Uut friend sliip Is the breathing rose with sweets In every fild. i ; ' t; f :, . .' ':'" There is no1 love liko the" old' love that we courted it our pride: ' Though our leaves are falling, filling, and " " we'ie falling 'side ly side, TLerj oro bloisomf all. around us twith the . colore of our lawn, - . And jve. live in birrowed sunshine when the . light of day is g jne. There is no time like the old limes they : 1 thall never be forgot! : Thete is no place like . the old place keep green the dear old spot! 1 There lire no friends like Our' old friends " inny H.avcn prolong their lives! Tkero are no loves liko our old lovesGod bless our loving wivca! ' ' s a THE CAT BRIGADE. , Up Ihe rooN, down the rcofs, ,, O'er (bellies onward, . From allic and chimney rushed . More than fife hucdrd! . . .; ' V'jth tails erreot, (hey went More than fivobundred On what, fel' errand, birnt ,. Each neighbor wondered.' ' Mint-an!" the big Tom fries, Scratch them all, d " their eyes,, For his lolAiCB each Tommy dies Over five hundred" . . ' Forward, bravo Fcrngatt Back, Forward, young Yellow Jack, The killors ore on your ttnek, Onward they thundered Oh what a din there was ' ' -Oh! what long lines of clawsl ' ' Oh.' what gigantic Jiaws I Four times five hundrod Ifeig hhors to the rijiht of thorn, Neighbors to the left of iheni, Neigh'wra in front of them, ,. , Trembled and wondered.' En?Ush, with upturned nose, . Frenchmen with chilly; loes, . Fcir'd and d d the ioes, -,. Du'.cbraen far worse than those, ': , BliUen'd and dunder'd ' ... . ... ' DWn fhrongh the, then . Chi-whang they went, ten by ten, i Scralohinj and scaring men,'- . , : Downward then thundered . i Lord hoffi the fur did fly : Lord how the babe dii 4ry ' : As the mad rout went bjrS' ' How each sausage man wioked his eye '. When a Tom blundered.' ' Brbomslicks lo right of them, ' Slop bowls' to loft of them, , 15'ootj'icks. in front of them, ' . ;t All around them, thundered. Whiz went, the pistol" slugs, r ,Cr rash went the water jug.? . ,. Flop wont'the garret rug3, . . Clnttericg about their lugs, -i: While their ranks suadorcd. ; 1 ; ; t. 't .:-... ,'; What cared' those Tommies brave? . ..Eaoh'had nine'liva to save - '; i ' Each bad a mission high : , i " ji ' Eaob had a. destiny ii n?v '-:;. Hot to s wondered, tmi : ' ' . ! .: - i! r.t-. iis ,.':; i l:,3 ?':: j 'frnssieg were with 'theni flicre, " ,f r .6ofVJaw aniT aieek'r li'afr,',; I 01' -1 ',6Men'eye,(tV,denbnrv,,:''., 'V ' . , ((leaned flirVng 'tho 'iuk'r aIrr ": T'' ',r; 'On the fie hundred! ' l-' , ' i . '" V. 1i-n!,i . , ; (i-.ti ; Vi- .J( ! 1 ; v..;,,-:- : , ' . And like bold, oaf s thfy fell, ; .. ic.ratohing and bitiogjwell,! .. -' I o PMMpg their dyipgjllp - . , - ; , Till all: the neighbor tell i- ' ' ;. ; - i -How that nlght'ihunldrcd ' - l' o-U 1 J ' Ifow they are sleeping -low,' ' ;'-'1V here .all fat Twrimies go,'!) i-:!'T I Nes.tonM, (oe' ttoef 1 ,J ' ". - ( t-! Diaphragms 'sunKTored.' 1 ' . ":. ' ';':..!' -' .''i.".',J3 V'i r'.Ut '..ti 1 :i. - j ".When Ua'lHhelr giory fade? - j " " jt11 Whit a "grand 'ehaVge they'niade. ; '" ',!' "'!:,Tlow "the pii vers wonderedi .-.,. ' ,', 5 ! rjlohor Ihe'cjiarge fb'ejf jnado-2 'i, juonpr pe w J3.ngaqe-r) . .'. lli,..:j v i , .Mver,nTe nunareo. mi r!it:v. ji r.i i jltoj i ;! o r -.U .",, Select Story. WRONGED AND RIGHTED. BY CAROLINE CONRAD. "I wisftlito'ea Miss Ijcstrr,". said Vnnco Whitney to iho servant who nn- vered Tf is impatiorr ring at the door of the Lester mansion, end ho spoko with iin irate empbasin that stnrtlfd the girl into a nwift vanishing upon her prrand, while ho slrodo himself toward the par lor, unguided. He had not to wait Ion?, though every moment (seemed an age lo him. . The door swunj; noiselessly very soon, and'O'ive Lester came shrinking'y and whito as the lillins on her boaura toward him. He advanced ongcrly tojnoot her, ex tending his hands, and endeavurinp: to clasp her. lH hhe " shrink from him, dropping her buautif'ul eyes, as though too tiightened to rasit h'8 glance, and covering her fise with her hatidi. "Oliye, my little 0.ive' ho said, with rcproachl'm agony, trjifft to'tako her hand froip her t'-ice. "No, nid"' she cried, wrenchina; lior. self uway from him.. "I'm not jour (),. ivo anv more, Vi'.nuo; I I duu't " Wha,0.ivc?" . "I dou't lovo you. I thought I did, till he c inio. luvo promised tu bo hi.i wife. Dou't blumo mo. Vnco dou't Took so at mo. I am ' porry for you, Vasce I nm norry-- " j "Tush !'' bro'Ko in Vucco Whitney, M chisslled fijatures convuUini; with the rne3 and anguish of the moment. " Whote "wife have you proinided o bo V ' ho demanded, almost fiercely, hu hand falling heavily upoo her delicate shoul der. ' " ' Bho murmurod somcthiop; in a soared voice, very low, but he cuu;;Lt tha name, and sturtei aa though' a viper hud btun him. . v ."",' "iou vrero almost my wife, (fW, lie faid, in a pnesionate whi?per, k'aud he was my fnond. I may forgivo yoj whom ho his beguiled ; but I will never hrgivo him. till 1 have punched bin) 1 1 tie next instant Ohvo whs alone and Vaneo Whitney, with his hat crushed low upon hia trow?, was hurrying down the street, a? though pursued by the vcry vengeance ho lougrd to call down upon his false friend. , He remembered that raomin.'' aa lie stood in Ernest Evcrmoni's ppacious li brary, jus ten years Irotn thut day, hia hand eloping with an iron grip upon a piecj of paper it held, his deepsel eyes tjniened relentless auu stern upon the wretched man who cowered before hi tu. l- ..u. L i ' i .f . ' hia shaking haqd, or do anything DUl mqau in a quivering voice; . ""Have ruorcy! G)d knowe, 1 was onljf tempted to do it in tho hope to save from beggary aod ruin raj wifo and my child. Bo merciful for her aake, Vance.'1 " "For her 8'ike you ftole from me, with deliberate beguiling," Vanco aaul, with bitter sarcasm, as thrusting; the piper in hia pocket, he left the room. As he was descending the stops of the vcranduh outside!, a shower of roses cam pelting in ' a, flagrant avilanche, upon nuu, and a laugli gushingly sweet as the thrill ot a mocking bird, giwglcd out from somewhere among tho scarlet heart ed blossoms that had olioicd to, the vory roof of the verandah, an'd lay there in origin drifts of prrfuuie and oolor. lie ffadg a-dark look overhoad a prottyjust, this, to play upon a m tn bent upon the orrund he was and he saw peeping' at him through, tho . leaver " two eyes bluok w'th michiovoug- fuu ' and sparkle, two round dimpled arm?, over fjjvving still with roans, and boisingtfreiu selves to repeat the pretty inflietioo which had just so Shocked him., : - Tho child stnnod a littlo nt sight of his face, and dropped her ropen, saying, iu a voico as swoot as the laugh hud been : t ' . '.- . "I am. sorry-rt thought it wa? papa." Vancer Whitney gazjd at the pretty oreature liko a' man in a trance. SutU donly he turned, and swiftly retraced his tops to the library, in' whioh 'Hfntist Uvermont Htilt sat, bis head bowi d to the table in the extremity of hii diepair. Vanq paused in the doorway and looked at mm. - - "Ernest," ho said, "there is one on'n ditioo upon? which' I will forsivo this wrong', aud that other deepor one you did me long ago.'' I ; t ' ,. , Evormont looked up in half delerious questroniog.- v . 1 i '., . ; Na ii."-. i ' ' "V "Uive mo your child .' ' M ' '!; : Ai the last n ord lft his lips, ho a!-. uiubi,, joooiieu irpm me look of i despar-. log anger with whioh Bvermbnt, starting from h seaf, regarded him. C ' 1 " -. . "My child, my little Olivo? Man, wretob, dastat, what' is U you ask? t"' to yoiMhdald winh ;to h.rm her lie held ont'hia arms as ho Rpake and chllJ, who had. descended from the verandah rtf, and followed .Vanca in. siniirig into thou), ne-ulinp; t-jr ourlB upon iiis'Hinuliur,' and looking llionoo a child ish defianca at tlio strangerstraugely ar variance with the ipguisli brightness that had ulad her lovely littlu fico.,befor. Vstico'fl strrn but handsome fouturos sofiened iiliglitly. k'l would not harm a hair of her bend, timest,'' he said in a low voico. K-nost was prrssing. hisses iipon'his child' f.ice. Ho luokod up Seicely. "What then ?" "You have other children I have neii thcr wife nor child. .Give mojhis chill dwell in' my (VsohtB home, to rear tenderly, carefully, as .you oouhi. rear hci; !;ivo het lo me., to bo my wifo in time. Yiiut'hall pee her as often as you' like. Sho shall havo every advantage, every luxury at her command thttt-wealih cau bestow. Yon will not? Then tuko the consequence!". H turned awjy, end Evermonl, groaning, '-Ob, my God ?" 'ct ;bo child hIji from his ut-rvefis arms to tlio floor , But t-lic oiling tu him, Baying, iu her soft, sweet voice : , "Oh, papa, parjo, what shall I do for you?" " ' "Oike," ha oai,uddoplyj "would you go and livo with that mao tuvoy from ail of u, to favo mamnu and me, mid Ueorgie nd rred , lrotn. a great, great trouble ?'' "Whi-t trouble. the child asked, her 1 rgs ojea dilating. "he will drive us out of our pretty home here, end iruko mamma and your little brothers go and live id just buoii an old house os B'Mtv doe?." "Will ho?" O.ivo said elowly. her fuce growing scared, but her eyes tear less.. "I guess I'll run after him, sha'n'tl, and ' Sho Urted frohr the room in the mids die ot the Fentence, nfid ofortook Vance Whiinev at tho avenuo mte. olio wa? brcsthlcsi with runciog, o thatHhe oould not spt'ok, but foizi'd his hand, and drew Ivm unresistingly back to her fithcr. "You accept my condition ?" Yanoe demanded, as ho entered the library again. "I mur, if sho will go with you wil lingly. God knowh what her mother will say to ir, though," Evcrmont said, brokenly, "You will represent the matter to her exee'ly' as it Ktands Sho will under. Mtand that it nu5 bo. I will Veo you again to-morrow. Meanwhile, prepare her for what is inevitable." The June afternoon was bright, the .Tnno rnaei hftllp-ino' 10 OS VIVIU OlUSlerS "" c-"n as they had that morning a week .before, when Olive Evermont had pelted ancej Whitnny with them. But Olive horsclf, as she came out under their drooping fragrance, and entering the waitiog car riage, was driven away to her future home, the grand, gloomy house in which Vance "Whitney lived Olive herself had changed very much in that short week. She looked pale and ill, poor child, and there w"re great, dark ring? about tho soft, bright. oven. Vnnco Whitney led her into Iho houso with stdtely and ceremonious politeness, ns though she had already been the wife he meant her to bcoome-the lady of bis fcupcrb but gloomy mansion. Tho ' pretty ohild shrank from him, though she tried not to, aud a frown dis torted his regular brows "11 ivo you lo;irnod alroady to hato me, Olivd?" 1c oslsed- "I don't hate you, nr," ho raid, tim idly lilting bor softer to hi-; "I'm just sjrry for you, aod-I'm afraid of you, trembled. ii- ...a irnuhed. Old and Under memories pressed opn& him ma flood.-. I'ntting hor gently iuto a seat, he asked, kinolr; "Whv arc jou sorry tor ine, my ..nid " r "I3l,03U?e I think you must have a very bad heart, sir,-' she Haid, ' scared, but peaking wuu me u" The tall, sterf mm knelt, and putting iho little, fluttering, cbitdUh hands 0 his lips. ': ' .1 'I'.'' :.: ' '. '' tl .ijlnn 10 mO. Olive. My heart i bad, end if you are sorry, for that, you oue'ht to wub nub ?t good. -5 ) ."I?" ' : ' ' : " "My 1-ttle girl, if ny goodness ever enfor my heart, it will have to be through you.'?-'! -! :' '' : .'"vVt''. . 1 He put her. hands again te his lips; and rose to. his feet. ' ' t f'You'ara complete mistress ' hero, 01k ive. Ima l(oaely, sad. man--bad, too, according tq 'yott but I mean to try to make yoa happy.':' l-:-; -y 1-'. ! And that was the beginning of that .j.;.;. . .! t':r..n.l u'v J 'i v ' Vance WhtW . . :- V' He keot his word. Every indulgence every gratiflo ition that money or the most watchful kindness oould procure for her, Olive had. ; Sliesar her.ovfo fam 'b'l iP .often as she.. chose-thoueh nev- .er in tlio pretieuco of. Jiertrgi., gaap- unr, nna biio grow inr ttme q-ute at home in Ihe grand house which ber eomjng seemed to fill with suothino. He hopt hii word, hut ho exacted the letter of the bond so far. lie Dover suffored any of them to lorget that she was to bo ' his wifo in time. No very dreadful fate '.hat, one would think ; for Vanoa Whitney was a grand and stately J6okinggentla man, , handsomer than most oi those whom Olive met. and possessed of great wealth, lie never weariod her with his presence cither. , He watched her often for hours when fho was unconscious of his sotutiny ; but he spent little time id her actual society, .. . - : s Olive grew older' and ,.-recognized slowly what that fate wag to which she was destined, she grew silent, and shy, and uncommunicative, even with her mot hor. She grow pale as death if her fuiuro husband but looked at her, or in soitio rare moments her emotion burst ull bounds, snd in Iho aolitudo of her cl'imlur she bewailed ber unhappy fate to tlio blank walls, : !: t At eighteen sho was as much lovelier than Oivo Lestor, her mother, had been, os a moss ros"o tree is lovelier than its piiunor sitters wuos9 stems , are un shoathed in velvety emerald. ' Nothing eouiu excel the liquid radienco of her soft, block eyes, the. aerial graco of her movements, the silver, eweet mu'eiq of hor voice. ,- . . It wtis iinolher June afterndon when Vance Whitnty sought her presencoin mo pruity oouaoir, every one ot wiiote exquisite appointments he had himself obr.ee s. She expected him, and was waiting, watching the punshino trans- fujed in pink brightness . through the rony wi-idow shade, her checks hectic with fevered flaphes, and her very lips quivering wun Fupprea excitement, Sho lifted tho silky black eyelashes, mu nroopea tnem again quicklv at rich of him, not noiing that he looked like a man who had passed the night in watch ing. Ho was quita calrc. thouab. aod stooa looKing down at her sadly almost "Alive," ho sSid, taking her hand gently. Hut she drew it airay from him with pas-ionate petulance. lie shut his eyes a momrnt. and his face, whitned a little. Then he went on: "I have learned in those years to love you as 1 believe man Dever loved woman before. That old love which struok at the sinews of my manhood, beside this which I have for you, is like tho brooklet near the mountain torrent. Till lately, I thought nothing could make me yield you. liut l will net have a loveless wife. My love mskes m strong eoough to give you np. My child, you are free as though you had never seen mo ". He put a sealed envelope in her hand. directed to Eroest Evermont,'aid, "The carriage waits your commands,'' and lefjl "Free from that hateful bond free,- lie murmured, dashing the tears from her eyes, and wondering what made her hurt hink so under her little bodice. I "Now for homo dear, dear home, . xut sua oneu an tuo way, try as sne would not to. . ' 1 . -., 3 They were surprised somewhat athoino to see her, but giad, and heard her story with varied emotions, hrnest hvermont an ho dropped upon the fhines the littla paper to which hej bad wrpngfully, and 10 such lasting punishing, , put auolber S oamo, drew his child to him, aud kissed her sadly. -:t . - - 1 She rested in his trms a moment Suddenly sho lifted ' herself, her beauti ful ryes din again with tears', her little hand extended in entreaty: '; .'"fapa, mafiima, .I'm going back, Come with me, to toll him what I neVer, never can." ,,,',;, iranco Whitney sat in his lone dark library, just as he bad sat ever since he saw the last glimpse of Olive entering tho carriage hi. attitude ; hopeless,' bis eyes seeing only vacancy. : ruin wrapped ali bis seoi.es so,, that bo did aot bear them as. they came in. ' Mrs. Ever, uojit could hardly see him for tears ; his desolate lifo had been a livinc reproseh to her, .' "yunce, ',she said gently, her Toioej broken, "my little cirl cannot be happy away from you, - She wants to oome back and live with you always. " May sh?" , : ' He turned with a flush, voicelcssly ex tending his arms. '.."A slender littla fig. u re, glided from the shadows by the door, and- nestled in them, sobbing. " j "You don't leve me V he questioned, : 1 1 1 1 .1 j: -i Tes, I do, Vance I io, I do j but yoa hadn't sent mo away from, you, I'm i 1 ; .;(; ) n.i 1 ;.a::u.:. Ood U more meroital to toe' tWa I deserve," he said in a low toice, kissing hor. ., ; u i - So the old . pain, snd wrong, the long hardness of heart, woro swalluwed up a laet in overwhelming" Joy! .' . FAMILY COURTESIES. lw of pleasing ought to extend from the highest to - the; lowest.. Tou' nra. bound to pletse your children ; and your children are1 bound to please each other J arid ydo are bound to please your W? anrs, if you expect them to please you. Some men are pleasant in the lionsehold, and nowhere else. I have known such men.. They were good fathers and kind husbands. . If yen had eo them-Io their own bomee ypa would have ibouhl tbey wore almost angels ; but if you had seen them in the street, or tho, counting house, or anywhere else outside ofVineir own house, you' wou'd' have thpti'gjhfj theni afmost d'emnniac.' BuC'the oppo site Is apt to be the cdso. When we ara among our neighbors, or among stronjgeVn we hold ourselves with self-respect, and endeavor' to a"o: tih propriety j bit when we go home, wa eay to oumelvesL 'I have playod a part long Enough, and now I am going to act naturally.' Eo we sit dowu,. and ar6'ugly," snappish, blunt and disagreeable., r Wo lay aside those , little - courtesies that make tho roughest floor smooth, and the, hi rdest things 'like velvet, aod which make Hfo pleasant. We are. apt to expend all our politeac.a. in places where it will bo pi?6rable where .it .will bring, silver and gold, '. , . ; , .. ,a Fourteen Ways bt which P'eopIs GET Sick. 1st; Eating too fas and . swallowing food imperfectly masticated 2d. iakiDg too much fluid daring meals, i' " ' 3. Drinking ' poisonous whisky ' and other intoxicating l'quors. ' ! ' 4. Keeping late hours at nighty and sleeping too late in the morning. ' -' 5. Wearing tha clothes so tight as t9 impede cireulation. 6; Wearing thin shoes-. -iv , 7. Negleoting to tako stfffioient exerf oise to koep the hands and feet warm.. 4 8. Negleoting towa h jho body su(S oleotly to keep tho pores of ' the akin open. , . . ; , : -., 9. Exchanging, the warm elothiog worn in a warm room during the day, fqr the light oostumes and exposures uwidai 10 evening parties. 9 j 10. Starvinar the stomach to gratify A vain and foolish pasaion for dress. , , , 11. Keeping up' a constant excie merrSljy fretting the mind with borrowed trouble, '"' : . 12. Employing cheap' doetbri,; and swallowing quack nostrums far every imaginary ill. 'X " - ' 13. Taking the meals at irregular to tervals. ',:... 14. Reading the (rashy and- exciting literature of tba day, and goiqg oraiy Oil politics," ' ,v.-,: '.A Good Role. A certain man who) is very rich now, Was' Very .poor when) hn Vid & hnv ' VVnl ket'pfl 'bnis tlA ttni Via riches, he replied : ' -'" ''-' '; ''My father tsught'mo: never to pla till my work was finished, and never' ta spend my money till I had earned ie.- It 1 ,had but an hour s work to 1 do in Sf day, I must do that the firs'- thing1, and in an hour, , Ana iBftor . thu.t was aK .owed rtp play , and tben I could . phf. with much more pleasure than if I. J-aot the thought of an uoGoishod task before my mind, I early formed iho habit ofi doing everything.' in timej'nnd . it too became e?y to do so. It is to this I owe. my ' prosperity'.-' " ' ' . Let every otie who reads this do ,Iiko,f wise. ..HH n -r.-ir-i't T. .il rr- TruB, Truth ia an, eternal ,Qlementr It is an esreooe of divinity, ; Man must.' grasp this essence; he must presi it to,., his soul it must be his spiritual, lifej ' and rule all his thoughts and actions. , . Truth mn'st ever be wiih .him," c,)6titi ually abiding' with hlm'Ooly io .thla? way 6n he be natural. Only so can be,, resemble the Redeemer. ! To ' bcV tft-Hke) God is to be unnatural.' 'Tie trao.' op- positcs exist.' ' Lfg'ht hen its shade,- cofd ' i opposed to heat. ' Hate is ahtignnigv tio to love'.' Trhth is opposed by! ortror;:J Bat with one path, One genuine coarvep remains for jrim ffHow i It is tbs , pa.lh.pf right, ;. of truth, tif justicp,'-- or love, and ot unewerving ficelity to God. Only so can the soul live . oat its noblest l attributes, and bartooniie with, the pirn poses ot the Creator. . ijorii purity cani atone Qualify ua for,tbjnituoo.Ti.t': ii ; "' ' ;.' i . s r'j mr f Ir y.oa have, nc: been in epmpany ulA an idle person, it is enough. You, nednev. . er ga again-. - You have heard all he knowa. . ' And be has bad no opportunity of learning"1 anything new; .for idle people mail tu law . t:lc; .a-oi i ui ;m 0;;sot i i