The room is old--the night is cold,--
But night is dearer far than day;
For then, in dreams, to him it seems
That she's returned who's gone away!
His tears are pass'd--he clasps her fast,--
Again she holds him on her knee;
And, in his sleep, he murmurs deep,
"Oh! mother, go no more from me!"
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_Dreams._--Children of night, of indigestion bred.
--_Churchill._
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We sacrifice to dress, till household joys
And comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires,
And introduces hunger, frost and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might have reign'd.
--_Cowper._
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Those who think that in order to dress well, it is necessary to dress
extravagantly or grandly, make a great mistake. Nothing so well becomes
true feminine beauty as simplicity.
No real happiness is found
In trailing purple o'er the ground.
--_Geo. D. Prentice._
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_Numbers vi, 3._--"He shall separate himself from wine and strong
drink."
A heathen king, who had been for years confirmed in the sin of
drunkenness by the evil practices of white men on the Sandwich Islands,
had been led to forsake the dreadful habit. He said lately to a
missionary, "suppose you put four thousand dollars in one hand, and a
glass of rum in the other; you say, you drink this rum, I give you four
thousand dollars, I no drink it; you say you kill me, I no drink it."
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