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 .P47 H6 
 1887 
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 Holy days 
 
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 "iOLIDAYS. 
 
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HOLY DAYS & HOLIDAYS, 
 
 ( ////// Orioiiial Illustratio)is,) 
 
 Sarah h. Iloag Anthony, 
 
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 Drawings by Miss Minnie Clemen f, 
 
 Reproduced in /uie-Sinii/e by (he Photo- Electrotype Com- 
 ^ pany, of Boston, Mass. 
 
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 G. B. Taylor, Publisher, 
 
 Smyrna, Del. 
 
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 Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1887, 
 
 By Sarah E. Hoag Anthony, of Smyrna, Del., 
 
 In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 Look Up, 
 
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 The Holy Mo'licr, Illustrated, 
 
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 Cliristnias Carol, 
 
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 Cruciji.xion. Illustrated, 
 
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 Resurrection, Illustrated, 
 
 12 
 
 Ascension, Illustrated, 
 
 '3-^4 
 
 The Oil of Joyfcr Mourning, . 
 
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 Poetry, 
 
 • V 
 
 Childreiis Corner, 
 
 lS-20 
 
 Whosoever, 
 
 21 
 
 The Infant Jesus, Illustrated, . 
 
 22 
 
 If J ft' /\'ne7a, 
 
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 Jolni /)'. (rough. Illustrated, 
 
 24-5 
 
 Decoratioji, Illustrated, 
 
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 His Children 
 
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 Well-Springs of Life 
 
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lOOK up ! look upward 
 •^5fj^ And behold the light, 
 In looking downward 
 
 Darkness may surround thee. 
 
0i?.liPOSING there in tlie perfumed hay, 
 (r?!,- An infant child in a mancrer lay ; 
 A child to become a Kinj^ in time. 
 
 Of the kingdom Heavenly and Divine. 
 
CHRISTMAS CAROL. 
 
 ARK ! a sound of Christmas music, 
 
 Hark ! a sound of Christmas mirth, 
 Hark! a carol full of crladness 
 
 Is now soundinor dirou'jh the earth ; 
 Advancing through the dark of ages, 
 
 Rinoino- loud this Christmas morn, 
 " Giory i i the Highest, Glorv ! 
 
 Unto you a Christ is born ! " 
 
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 Humble shepherds calmly listened 
 
 To the Angelic sonir that ni^rht, 
 Bowincr low in sacred silence. 
 
 Rendering praise to Bethlehem's light ; 
 To the city quickly hastened. 
 
 Just before the day had dawned. 
 Bearing joyful tidings with them — 
 
 " Unto us a Christ is born ! " 
 
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 Far away in other countries. 
 
 Wise men saw the sacred lii^ht 
 Brij^htly biirnino^. onward i^uiding, 
 
 As it irlows ai^ain this ni<dit. 
 Hearini^ myrrh, L^old and irankinccnce, 
 
 Bethlehem's cradled King to adorn, 
 Place them in the lowly manger 
 
 Unto them the Christ was born. 
 
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 Praise each one sound now the praise, 
 
 Prayers and intercession bring ; 
 Christmas hymns and Christmas music, 
 
 With force, the joyous anthems sing. 
 Let your music now be ringing, 
 
 As u|)on that Christmas morn ; 
 "Glory in the highest. Cdory, 
 
 Into all a Christ is born." 
 
THE CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 No cross I shunned, for all I died. 
 
 Father, for thy wounds, oh ! let me be 
 Resigned to Christ, who died ; 
 
 To bear the cross, to lead the life; 
 Of our Saviour, the crucified. 
 
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I I.\ r sacrifice ! the death of Him — 
 The Ilii^h and ever Holy one; 
 Well may tlie conscious Heaven grow dim 
 And blacken the beholdincr sun ; 
 The wonted lii^ht hath tied awa\-, 
 Night settles on the middle day, 
 And Karth(|uake from his caverned bed, 
 Is waking with a thrill of dread ! 
 
 Well may the cavern depths of earth 
 Be shaken, and her mountains nod ; 
 Well may the sheeted dead come forth, 
 
 To gaze upon a suffering God ! 
 Well may the temple shrine grow dim, 
 And shadows veil the Cherubim, 
 When lie, the chosen one of Heaven, 
 A sacrifice for guilt is given. 
 
 J. G. Whittier. 
 
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''And behold, there was a great earthquake ; for 
 the angel of the Lord descended from Heaven, and 
 came and rolled back the stone from the door and 
 sat upon itr 
 
 ''And the angel anszaered and said unto the 
 zvomen. Fear not ye, for J knoiu that ye seek yesus 
 luhich was crucified T 
 
 ''' He is not here, for he is risen, as he said, Come 
 see the place where the Lord lay. 
 
 — Matthew xxviii, 2, 5, 6. 
 
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[IRIST is risen I Faster blossoms 
 Hud and bloom anew ; 
 in the valleys of the Spring-time, 
 Arched by spaces blue, 
 ill the llower-swept fields and meadows. 
 |i^ Smiliui^ walks the Sprint^ ; 
 
 I'Vom h(M- violet aisles the bird-songs 
 Swell lor Christ, the Kinir 
 Mount to mount rejoices, 
 
 Earth is passingr fair ; 
 All her breath is incense, 
 All her voice is prayer ! 
 
 —Selected. 
 
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" So then after the Loi^d had spoken unto them He was re- 
 ceived up into Heaven and sat 07i the right hand of GodT — Mark 
 xvi, 19. 
 
 He now will cruard us throucrh the deep, 
 And lead us up Mount Zion's steep, 
 
 For He the path has tried ; 
 He crossed the stream of death alone. 
 His glory from Heaven's portals shone, 
 
 Our Saviour, the Crucified. 
 
riil^: OIL Ol- \i)\ l-Ok MOLRMXG. 
 
 yv ' :(]". I\ I ST thou in (jod, He knows thy secret ^rief, 
 '"^ ' ].- I )iscerns thy motives and will i)ring relief; 
 
 1 he i^lorious jjroniise which His covenant gives, 
 True like Fiimsell. for thee forever lives! 
 Thy Maker is thy portion, and His care 
 Shall teach thy soul its heaviest woes to bear; 
 Thou that didst trust Him in the joy of youth, 
 Shalt know His faithfulness, shalt feed His truth ; 
 Then trust Him more, oh. let thy sj)irit rest 
 Full, strong, confiding on thy Saviour's breast ! 
 
 II 
 
 Rejoice in God's high will, amidst the storm 
 Lift up thy head — behold His glorious form 
 Reveah.'d in dazzling beauty ; gaze and trust 
 The winds — the lightnings do but guard the just ! 
 P'ear not ! sink not ! but stand resigned erect, 
 For Israel's Shepherd shall thy soul protect ! 
 \\ hat though, as yet. there's gloom upon the sky, 
 'Tis transient like the clouds ; like them shall lly ! 
 The glorious sky was made for light and love ; 
 Clouds oft obscure, but diere is joy above ! 
 
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 So with the Christian's heaven ; 'tis pure, divine ; 
 
 Beyond the tempest all his treasures shine ! 
 
 God keeps them safe, yet screens them from h's view, 
 
 That he may wonder, yet, to see how fast they grew ! 
 
 Grew when he least expected — multiplied 
 
 E'en while by darkness ail his soul was tried. 
 
 Yes, from that blissful height where Saints repose 
 
 Above earth's joys — how far above its woes? 
 
 Shalt thou, the tempted, the persevered, look back 
 
 On all thy life's dark, rough and gloomy track ? 
 
 IV 
 
 And trace each danger, every woe discern. 
 Fraught with thy highest welfare; then shall burn 
 With holier- rapture, all thy glowing breast. 
 Then shalt thou take thine everlasting rest ! 
 Therefore, again, trust thou the Living God, 
 Serenely bow beneath His chastening rod ; 
 Learn to confide, to hope, and thou shalt know 
 How vast the joys which from his mercy flow „ 
 Learn to submit, to love, to do thy Father's will. 
 Then His forgiving spirit thou wilt daily, truly feel. 
 
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 ^111'. i.( )l\i) l)c praised, my spirit saitli, 
 
 That thus Ht^ hath seen meet, 
 To kindle in the hearts of some 
 
 i'riie prayer for iii\ reh'ef ; 
 Rehet from sin. from Satan's snare, 
 
 riiat so obstructs my way, 
 I'hat leads to hfe and perfect j)eace, 
 
 I'or whicli my soul doth pray. 
 
 Oh ! heavenly li^^ht, what can compare 
 
 With thy endearini^^ charms? 
 I iiou j)lead'st with man to come to thee 
 
 With thine extendetl arms ; 
 Oh ' that my soul was wh(jlly cleansed 
 
 And fit for thine abode; 
 I'or thee 1 thirst, may I be filled 
 
 With thy most I loly Word ! 
 
 ( )h I may the spirit never cease 
 
 To supplicate thine aid ; 
 To lead me still, and nearer still 
 
 To that which will not fade ; 
 And let all honor be ascribed, 
 
 Aiul to thy name be i^iven ; 
 r\)r thou art worthy of all praise 
 
 On earth — also in heaven. 
 
 Hannah Hoao Rcxsworth, 
 
CHILDREN'S CORNER, 
 
 ^ '/ ITTLE SOULS were made to serve God. 
 ^ All His holy law fulfill ; 
 Litde hearts were made to love God, 
 Little hands to do His will. 
 
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 Little eves to read the Bible, 
 Given from the Heaven above ; 
 
 Litde ears to hear the story, 
 
 Of the Saviour's wondrous love. 
 
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 Little tongues to sing His praises, 
 Little feet to walk His ways ; 
 
 Little bodies to be temples, 
 Where the Holy Spirit stays." 
 
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 " f.cf little cliilrcn conic uii'o t)ie for of such is the 
 kiiiQ^doffi of hca veil . ' * 
 
 
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 Y dear young friends be ever cautious, 
 
 Fearing the words you speak or write 
 May meet you in the great hereafter, 
 . ,,. ., When standing: in the dear Lord's siorht. 
 
 ^'^Letlove through all your actions run, 
 And all your words be mild ; 
 Live like the blessed V^irgin's son, 
 That sweet and loving child. 
 
 His soul was gentle as a lamb, 
 
 And with his stature grew ; 
 He grew in favor, both with man 
 
 And God His Father too. 
 
 Now, Lard of all ! He reigns on high, 
 And from His Heavenly Throne 
 
 He sees what children dwell in love 
 And marks them for His own." 
 
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WHOSOEVER! 
 
 ITHIX a room are seven cliildren, 
 Eookirii^ o'er their Bible lesson, 
 "\\ hich word in all this volume 
 Do you like best?" queried Susan. 
 
 Lucy whispers "Hope," Mary chooses Love, 
 Mabel's choice is Heaven, blessed home above; 
 May Sciys I'aith is the sweetest word of any, 
 ** My word is Jesus," chimes little Amie. 
 
 Little Minnie, three years yoimc^er 
 Than the other girls, chose Whosoever, 
 Whosoever means one and all, 
 l^ven Minnie, who is so small ' 
 
 Whosoever, do you not see? 
 That mjans all both you and me, 
 Jesus says whosoever will may come 
 And find a pardon and a home. 
 
''And the child grew, and waxed strong in spirit 
 filled with wisdojn and the grace of God was upoit 
 himr 
 
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 ' \\'}'^ knc^w th\! cares and crosses, crowding round 
 our ncii^dihor's way. 
 It \Vv' knew tlie litlk: losses, sorely i^rievous, day by 
 dav : 
 Would we then so often chide huii for his lack of 
 thrift and ^^ain ; 
 ^ Lea\ ini; on his lieart a shadow, leaving on cur 
 *^^ life a stain i* 
 
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 If we knew the clouds above us. held by gentle blessings there 
 Would we turn away all trembling: in our blind and weak despair? 
 Would we shrink from little shadows lying on the dewy j^rass. 
 Wli.le 't.sonl)' birds of liden just in mt!rcy Hying past? 
 
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 If we knew the silent story quiv(*ring through the heart of pain, 
 Would our manliood (are to doom them b.uk to haunts f^f guilt 
 
 atjain 
 
 Life hath many a tangled crossing, joy hath many a brake of woe, 
 Aiitl the cheek, tear-stained, is white, this the blessed angels know. 
 
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 Let us reacii into our bosoms lor the key to other's lives. 
 
 And with love to'ard erring nature cherish good that still sur- 
 vives ; 
 
 So that when our disrobed spirits soar to realms of light again. 
 
 We may say " Dear I^^ather, judge us as we judge our fellow- 
 men" 
 
JOHN B. GOUGH, 1857. 
 
 ''Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in 
 the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out!' 
 
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lOIlN i^). (iOlCWI 
 
 II\I'' missiniL^ tlic delicate odors that out from the roses 
 distill.' 
 Like silence thi.t lalls on the spirit, when ([iiickly the 
 music is still ; 
 
 •• '***^ •• Like shadows that follow tlu! sunset, when i^oKK n is 
 \ ~ turning to i^ray. 
 
 -* We stand in the midst of our losin^^ in midst of our 
 
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 i^rievinL; to day. 
 
 S ) rw! wa^ th • fr.iL^^nnce that followe 1 the track of a wonder- 
 ful life. 
 
 Sj thrilTnL^^ tlu; p\ssio:iatc nii nbers of victory minoleJ with 
 strift!. 
 
 So jrolden the skies of the evenim^. when day in its glory went 
 down, 
 
 That \ve(.'])ini^^ f )r friend and for brother, we shout lor th<: I Xva'o 
 that's crowned. 
 
 Oh ! soul that has strut^iL^led and conquered, how looks tlie sharp 
 
 pathway you trod ? 
 How seemelh the field where you battled, lookiui^^ down fi\uii 
 
 the hilltojis of God ? 
 Oh. surelv it i)avs to have borne it, with all of the measureless 
 
 pain. 
 To find that the soul that o'ercometh, is heir of an infinite gain. 
 
 Gough dead I sa\- the same of the sunshine wh(;n evening c )mes 
 
 over the hill. 
 Say music is dead, when in slumber the hand ot the i)la)er is 
 
 still, 
 Behold ! the dimmed splendor has broken in morning, eternal 
 
 and calm, 
 And listen ' the [)layer is sweeping the chords o!" an infinite 
 
 psalm. 
 
 — Selected, 
 
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DECORATION, 
 
 ENTLY tread, where the soldiers sleep, 
 
 And o'er their graves sweet flowers scatter ; 
 Their memory in our hearts we'll keep. 
 Our father's, husbands, sons and brothers. 
 
 The soldier's rest at Heaven's altar 
 Is strewn with flower's celestial ; 
 
 Our father's, husbands, sons and brothers, 
 Now wear the crown eternal. 
 
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HIS Cl!lLlJRi:\. 
 
 O NOT fancy God's hands defiled, 
 
 When He formed to his likintr His dusky child, 
 The same dusky child sees a i^limmer of lii^ht. 
 Of which he has dreamed \onir years of nii^ht; 
 The same blood is tlowiniL^ in his human veins, 
 As he walks a freeman from slavery's chains. 
 
 And now to his kindred united once more, 
 His joy returns as in days of yore ; 
 L(ft no one believe that the color of clay 
 Will cause the ni^^du, or cause the day : 
 Whatsoever God in His power hath made, 
 Harmonizes beautifully in light and shade. 
 
 No outward ensign by him is applied, 
 
 The ensign He loves is the one that's inside ; 
 
 It's the spirit of man, and not his skin, 
 
 J'hat constitutes this whole human race akin ! 
 
 In our Saviour's fatherly redeemino^ siofht, 
 
 His offspring are neither black, red or white, 
 
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^ELL-SPI^INGS op lilPE. 
 
 Love keeps out of all strife, it overcomes all evil and casts 
 out all false fears. 
 
 George Fox. 
 
 The best of all is that God is with us. 
 
 yohn Wesley, 
 
 Holiness to the Lord, 
 
 Bishop Alfred Lee, D, D. 
 
 Let the Sabbath Schools be military academies in which the 
 young cadets may be trained for the battles of the Lord. 
 
 George G. Cookman. 
 
 Content not thyself that thou art good in the general; for 
 one link being wanted the chain is deficient. 
 
 Willia7n Peiin. 
 
 We have made a sad bungle of Sundays when we do not 
 find them glad, bright days, and do not have joy in the good and 
 and the beautiful God 
 
 Rev. Benjainm Waugh. 
 
 To be a Christian is to possess eternal life, and to have eter- 
 nal life is to be a Christian. 
 
 Rev. Dr. L. M. S. Haynes, 
 
 They are the forgiven people who can war the good warfare, 
 and contend for the faith and conquer kingdoms. The man 
 who doubts and hints at another gospel is a powerless soldier 
 in the army of Christ 
 
 Rev. Hector Hall 
 
I see occasion for old trees in tlie spiritual plantation to be 
 pruned as well as the younger ones if they continue fruitful in 
 the different seasons of life. 
 
 Catharine PJiillips. 
 
 " Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life." was 
 a favorite quotation of 
 
 Benjamin L. Iloag. 
 
 Let me live and die in the Sabbath vSchool. 
 
 yesse Anthony. 
 
 Less judgment than wit is more sail than ballast. 
 
 ]]^ni. Penn. 
 
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