l^f^ Glass __i^.^^ii5_\_0_ PRESEXTLD BY SUMSHINE QLEAflS From a Sici^ Roon, OR So/^G5 OF Faith and Hope BY Susan riARTHA Dane j_) WITH BRIEF MEMORIAL SKETCHES BY Key. H. p. SNOW, Key. GEORGE LEWIS, D. D. 1 596. \VM. iM. MARKS, PRINTElt, PORTLAND, 3IE. ■•. .«. ••' i 'i To Miss Dora Jordan, whose affectionate interest, kindly encouragement, and friendly criticism has been such valuable assistance in the preparation of these little poems for publication ; they are gratefully and lovingly dedicated, by Mary and Susie Dane. Alfred, Maixe, 1.S98. CONTENTS. Songs fok Easter : — Easter Morning 16 Easter Dawn 17 Christ Our Resurrection 18 Easter Hope .20 Christ is Risen 22 Ned's Easter Offering 23 Easter Anthem 26 Thanksgiving and Other Holidays:— Thanksgiving Day 30 Christmas-Tide 32 Christmas Morn 34 New Year's Greeting to E. T. K 36 New Year to Rev. and Mrs. G. L 37 New Year to T J s 38 Songs of Faith and Hope: — Christian Growth 42 Look for the Roses .45 Daily Trust - 47 Christ Our Daily Need 48 Waning Summer 50 Resting in God's Love 51 Waking Thoughts 52 Christian Fellowship 53 6 INDEX. Songs of Faith and Hope: — The Lord My Shepherd 54 The King of Glory 50 Redeeming the Time 58 Borrowing Trouble 59 Friendship 60 Personal Influence ... 61 The Oiled Feather 62 Rest Beyond 64 Morning Petition 65 Evening Petition 67 Songs of the Springtime: — Pussy-Willows 70 April 71 To the May-Flower 7o Hymns of Resignation: — Just as He Wills 76 Just as I Am 78 Thy Will be Done . . 79 My Task 81 Shut-Out and Shut-in 82 The Way He Leads 82 Nobody Knows but Jesus . . 85 Waiting 87 Laid Aside . 88 Shut-in 89 Trust and Submission 90 For the Children: — Kitty's Ramble 92 Lulla-by Song 95 INDEX. 7 Foi: THE Children: — Cliildhoocl's Prayer. 00 For Children's Sunday 96 The Blue Jay's Message 97 Close of School-days 100 Chitumchat 101 Saturday Xight Thoughts 103 Childish Aspirations 105 For Y. P. S. C. E. Meeting 10(5 The Children's Birthday Gift 107 Miscellaneous : — Wedding Anniversary 112 Early Taken 113 Sister Mollie 116 Sister M.'s Birthday 118 To H. B. R., in Illness 119 To C. H. T 120 To My Friend, Sarah IJ 122 Birthday Lines 12.5 Good Night 126 Christian Fellowship 127 For Church Meetings 128 The Lord Bless Thee 128 Love's Povv^er 129 Massabesic Lodge i;]0 A Tale of the Olden Time 13] Tribute of Affection, E. A. T 133 Not Forgotten, M. E. D. . . I35 MEMORIAL SKETCHES. •^ t^ '.^ QriET jiiid secluded life may have in exercise the highest elements of faithfulness, for "those also serve who only stand and wait." We are sometimes inclined to think that the invalid must be inactive, but frequently those thus shut in are diligent and effective. For quite a portion of her life, the subject of this sketch was debai-red from ordinary pursnits, but, far from giving way t(^ inaction or indifference, she continued to maintain a lively and wholesome interest in things social, intellectual, and rehgious. Sisax Martha Dank, born May 'iOth, 1S49, was the second daughter and youngest child of Nathan and Martha [AForse] Dane. She was a descendant, in (hrect and recorded line, of John Dane of l^erkhampstead and Stortford, England (1589), and of John Dane who came to Ipswich, Mass., in 1(>8(), a lineage of excellent quality and of high repute. Making good use of all availal)le opportunities of education, she was always fond of the higher i)leasures of the intellect, and exhibited an intelligent and positive interest in books and culture. She expressed herself, by word and pen, with remarkable ease, tiuency and accuracy. .Afiss Dane inherited reverence for things sacred and religious, in a j)eculiar and marked degree, from both paternal and maternal ancestors, many of whom were remai'kable for 10 MEMOIHAL SKETCHES. their high ideals of christian duty and service, and their stalwart faith and conscientious perfoi-mance of dut}^ She once remarked to me "There had not been in their branch of the family for more than a century, a woman bearing the Dane name either by birth or marriage, who had not been a consistent church member." Some of these pious ancestors, like Hev. Francis Dane of Andover, Mass., who served that church forty-eight years, (1(J40-1(>88) — IJev. John Hancock pastor of the church at l^exington, Mass., from 1()98 to 175.S, and Rev. Jonas Clark pastor of same church the following fifty years, exercised no small amount of influence, not only on their owm church and community but the state and nation as well. ^liss Dane united wath the Congregational church in Alfred in 1870, during the pastorate of \iev. (ieorge Lewis, and was, through all her years, an earnest and eihcient member. The last twelve years of her life she was an invalid, a member of the "Shut-In-Society" for seven years, for six of them sending, each day to some member of the society, letter, postal, helpful gift, suggestion of choice reading, or encourag- ing thought. Such things coming to herself were a joy and a sup[)ort, and she, with an affectionate and enduring faithful- ness, thus ministered to the needs of others. Before illness came upon her, Miss Dane had in the Sunday school, for seven years a class of bo3^s, in whom she manifested a deep and abiding interest, and for whom she prayed much, giving up her class only when compelled by the severe sick- ness of her sister, and the speedy failure thereafter of her own health. Though she could no longer study God's word witli them, slie did not lose her interest in "her boys ;" and as they grew to manhood, and (many of them) went out into the ^rKMORIAL SKETCHES. 11 world, she still remembered them in her prayers, and who shall say that her sweet christian inHiience did not follow them, restraining from evil and inclining to purer, nobler, higher lives. She was also the leader of a Juvenile Temple, for the pro- motion of temperance among the young, and to this work she gave time, thought and effort without stint. The beautiful in nature, and things noble in thought, in character, in conduct, appealed strongly to her admiration, and she having a poetic heritage from John Dane of P^ngland, and others of the line, often ex])ressed in verse her belief, her wishes and aspirations. Many of these poems, so thoughtful, so full of christian devotion, and speaking forth faith, hope and charity in tones so persuasive, found their way into print, touching many hearts with ins[)iration to struggle after more courageous and faithful living and with others, have since her departure been gathered by her sister, at the recpiest of many friends, into this little volume; ^'that she, being dead," may yet mayhap still sjjeak the word of hope and encouragement. The verses called "Ivedeeming the Time," well express her own unselfish s})irit, and the practical aim of her life. Of Miss Dane, it could be truly said that her christian convictions were the key to her character, and constituted the guiding principles of her life. From these resulted her l>eautiful gentleness and modesty, her unselfishness, her sincerity, her lively interest in others, her remarkable love of fiovvers and plants, which tell us God's thoughts, her strong and enduring faith, and her heroic fortitude. Of her filial and sisterly affection, so fresh and full and al)iding, one would say much, were it not coming too close to the sacred privacy of her home. I'i ^rEMORIAL SKETCHES. She never lost patience, never repined, through the weary 3'ears of weakness and suffering, but had ever a sweet smile of welcome, a loving hand clasp and a pleasant greeting for all. Though for twelve long years denied the privilege of attend- ing the services of the sanctuary she did not lose her interest in them, and often sent some fitly chosen text of scripture or some helpful thought to the prayer and conference meetings, as token that though absent in body, she was present with (iod's people in spirit. For many years her pastor on his way to church left at her door a slip of jjaper on which was the hymns to be sung, the portions of scripture to be read, the text and usually a brief outline of the sermon. She used, as she said to "preach herself a sermon" from it, softly singing the hymns and reading the scripture portions from the well-worn family Bible in which the sermon texts of many ^^ears were marked by her father's hand. She was constant and generous in her contributions to all the benevolent objects of the church, and for everything that conduced to the welfare or happiness of those around her. Miss Dane was fond of children, delighting to draw them around her, even when confined to her bed she loved to have them visit her and tell her of their little plans and pleasures into which she heartily entered, and often had for them in her ^'treasure box,'' as she called it, some bright card, ribbon, or little gift, often the work of her busy dainty lingers. Few liomes indeed are there in the village that have not some token of her love. The last eight months she suffered constantly, often intenseh\ Long before the end came she knew her illness was hopeless, but her faith and clieerfulness of trust never vvaveied. :srKM()iMAL sKKTciiKs. 1 ;; She made i)laii8 and preparations for her departure as one going on a pleasant journey, leaving for every friend some little gift, from her store of books and keepsakes, with some sweet and fitting message ; only a few hours before she sank into unconsciousness she had some little baskets of fruit and flowers from her garden prepared and sent with loving messages, thoughtful and unselfish to the very last. Sinking gradually, "willing rather to be absent from the body and be present with the Lord," the end which came on August liOth, 1896, had been long foreseen by her as a happy transition, and such in reality it seemed to be to her. 1\) her faith, it was entering into perfect peace, an abundant entrance into exceeding joy. Yarmoittii, Feb. 'I'l, 1est and truest home with the peoi)le of (4od. It was my privilege to know her at the time she united with tlie church in Alfred, and I have always remembered how the cleai- faith and tiie strong love of her soul for the Lord shone out at that time. During the subsequent years of trial and of almost complete isolation from society that came to her, 1 think it never occurred to her to doubt the tender love of her Lord for her any more than to doubt the love of her Mother. Jesus Christ was so large a part of her own life that to doubt him would have been like rending her own soul in pieces. She lived with him and in him to a remarkable degree. Tier songs grew out of her life in him just as naturally as roses bloom because the bush lives in sunshine and shower. Such lives as hers make earth a sweeter dw^elling place for others. She has gone away but the fragrance of her spirit lingers round the earthly home, and those w4io knew her once w^ill never forget her. As Mrs. Browning said of Mrs. Ilemans, so may we say of Miss Susie Dane. "Albeit softly in oiir ears her silver sonj> was ringing, The footfall of her parting soul was softer than her singing." (tKo, Lin\ is. SoLi'ii 1>i:kwi< K, Feb. 14, ISDS, >^- ©5©r)Cfs OP Eersf ep. v^ ^r^ Mf- 16 SONCJS FOlt KASl'KU. KASTKK MOJJMNG. T jV^OW as Howers from eartli aiv peejuni!:, And all nature wakes from slee]>ing, Conies again the radiant dawning Of the resui'i-ection mornina^. Opened now is death's dark portal, XoAV made sure the life immortal ; Since o'er all His foes victorious Christ the Lord arose most glorious. Alleluia ! Christ is risen I Sin's Ions: reii»:n at last is banished, Terror from the grave has vanished, AVhile in Heaven and earth are blending Songs of joy and praise unending. Alleluia ! Christ is risen ! To our waiting hearts appearing, Christ proclaims the tidings cheering, 'dt is T, your risen Savior, Ye in ]\fe have life forever.'' Alleluia! Christ is risen I EASTEll MOHN1\(t. 17 As we come God's house adorning On tliis holy Easter morning, Let our hearts overflow with praising While our Ups are antliems raising, .VUehiia ! Christ is risen ! April, 180(i. eastp:r dawn. /q)1IIv*IST liaving burst tlie bands of deatli V — — ^ In that all glorious hour Became the Lord of life and light. And resui-rection power. Now let our hearts unite to raise The joyful Easter songs. As tribute to our IJisen Lord, To whom all i)raise belongs. 18 SOIVGS Foil EASTEi; CITIMST OUK RESUniJECTlON. (?Y_rAIL, Easter mom I Whose radiant dawning ^ ^ ^-^Ilatli pierced the darkness of tlie tomb, 'I'ranst'orming it, by thine effulgence, And i-obbiiig death of all its' gloom. We'll lift our hearts in joyous anthems, (living to our Redeemer praise. And till the air with notes triumphant, Thus crowning it as day of days. l>ring to the altar as fitting emblems The Easter lilies, white and fair; Their fragrance rises as sweet incense And lifts our souls on wings of prayer. Myiiads c^f springtime flowers awaking Now from the cold damj) earth ai-ise Each year as type of resurrection, For e'en in nature life ne'er dies. ("HRisT OUR rp:suiiueut when we reach the heavenly shore, There shall we lift unceasing anthems. And Easter keep forevermore. Easter, April, 1896. Her last J^aster on eart/i. •2(1 SOXUS Koi; KASTEK. KASTEK HOPE. John 11: 25; 1 Cor. 15: 53. IJIEXDS souglit tlie tomb at break of day To fiii;ter. CIIiaST IS RISEX. Luke 24. ^C ()()K not within tlie empty torn)) >L^»^ To find Thy Lord ! He is not tluM-e. No more tlie grave it's ])risoner hohls ; No more let thy fond heart despair. His resurrection ])ower is proved, Since lie hath burst the bands of deatli. Look up ! ]>eliold tliy Savior hves ; He speaks ! Dost hear thou what He saith? "O slow of heart ! Why not believe All r have suffered for thy sake ? Since man's last foe doth van(piished lie Of life eternal now partake." This gift accept, — re[)ent, believe, And follow all thy Lord's commands ; His peace He bids thee now receive, And preach His name in every land. Spread wiut the grave could not Him hold, For He rose from out the tomb 1 vobbing death of all it's gloom ; Now He reigns o'ei' all victorious, In His Father's home most glorious. "7\nd now on every Easter morn We with sweet flowers God's house adorn ; (iifts we bring, and joyful raise Anthems, chants, and songs of praise ; To the church T cannot go, But I ma}^ my love to show Send in the Easter liHes fair I h)ng have watched with tender care. "T hope the sun will brightly shine, My lillies'' buds unfold in time ; Half I hate to let them go I have gi'own to love them so, ^'et I would not be denied (living them to Him who died ■^riiat through our faith in His dear name We, l)y His death, shall live again." Ned's e.\8tek offering. "Dear Savior, take my childish heart, And unto me Thy grace impart; Freely all my sins forgive, Make content to die or live ; Helj) this weary pain to bear 'Till II1011 come to take me wher Pains cease, all tears are wiped away. And T with I1iee may ahvays stay. "Now T will try to sleep awhile;"— His blue eyes closed, a tender smile His little weary face illumed, And while he slept the lily bloomed, J>ut when the sun in |)eauty rose Pale Neddie's eyes did not unclose, For angel hands had borne away His ransomed si)irit, ere 'twas day. 25 26 S()N<;s von kastkk EASTKK ANTHEM. (^YTAinv, tlie Easter bells ai-e i'in<2;ing, ^— -^.Myriad voices o-lad are sino'lno- Of the coining of that day Angels rolled the stone away ; And the Lord of Life arose Triumphing o'er all His foes. Eragrant flowers from earth nj»s]>ringing Ento Tlim their incense bringing; Murmui-ing waters as they glide To their home in ocean wide; Happy hii'ds on tuneful wing, All to Him their homage bring. Then how can we for whom Christ died While from His precious ])ierced side Elowed His life blood freely given Es to cleanse and tit for Heaven Silence kee))? Xo, glad we'll raise Songs of grateful, loving j^raise. fiASTKR ANTHEM. Olirist bore our sins upon tlie tree In grievous pain and agony, That believing on His name, Pure and freed from every stain, We may share His home above. All its joy, and peace, and love. For all the mercy and the grace That thus redeems our fallen race, Takes away our every sin, Makes us pure and true within, We would ceaselessly adore Love and })raise Him evermore. vc^ r)ar)l^saivir)G| '^hncF loliaerys, If'f'M- 30 S()N«;S FOK EASTER. TIIAXKS(;iVIN(4 DAV. Kev. 14: 14-20 vs. fr 0\iT> of the harvest's garnered sheaves, ^^-"^*^ To Thee we offer praise ; Thanksgiving for Thy grace received, — The good which crowns our days. For daily mercies tlirough the year. Too nund^erless to name. And all especial blessings sent, Thy goodness we proclaim. May we, whose tables Thou dost till From out Thy boundless store, Fre we i)artake with grateful thanks. Bestow upon Thy poor. Vov how can thanks sincere be given For all Thy gifts so good. If we neglect these gifts to shai'e With those who lack for food ? Since, Lord alike of poor and rich, Thou deignest us to feed. May we ; with open hearts and hands Supply our brother's need. TnANKS(;TVIX(; DAV. 3]^ "IJeceiving much, much is requu-ed ;" "Tlirice blessed 'tis to give," A grateful, generous spirit make Within our hearts to live. For Thee, dear Christ, l)est gift of all, To eaith from Heaven sent, AVith ceaseless thanks, in deeds of love. Shall not our lives be spent? And, at the harvest of the world Tliat waits Thy stern decree,— '^^Hirust in the sickle, quickly reap. That all may garnered be;" When rich and poor, the good and l)ad, Must all before Thee stand, Loi-d grant that we, in gi-ateful praise Be found at Thy right hand. 32 TIIAXKS(;rIVI2sT(i AXI) OTIIEU HOLIDAYS. CITinSTMAS-TIDE. 'Glory to Ciotl in the lii<>iiest, and on eartli peace, good will toward men," — Luke 2: 14. A V/IIV do we sing the Chi-istiiias songs. And ring the Christmas bells y Beeiiuse, to all the woi-ld, this day The birth of Jesus tells. "■Glory to God in Heaven above, On earth be peace, good will ; " This w^as the herald-angePs song ; Let ns repeat it still. '^Glory to God, good Avill to men," At this glad Christmas time Let overHoW' ing hearts in praise Snr})ass e'en music's chime. Why do we send good gifts arouml To friends and kmdred dear, Do loving deeds of charity, Speak words of khidly cheer? CHRTST]»IAS-TII)E. 38 As Christ came down from Heaven to eartli To give good gifts to men, So we should strive on Christmas day To gladden hearts again. We'll scatter wide our gifts of love, 'Tis fitting thus to do ; Since Jesus gave his hfe foi- us, To show His love most tiue. C) gift of gifts ! Salvation free ! Let every land proclaim Let every soul be led to trust In great Tmmanuel's name. Xmas, 189(1. 84 TIIANKS<;iVIN(; AND OTIIEK HOLIDAYS. CIIIMSTMAS MORN. ./^TCt.VIN we celebrate the day ^-' ' That gave the Saviour birtli, Tlie great, the ghid, the glorious day Salvation came to earth. Let all our liearts inspii-ed with h)ve A grateful tribute bring ; And render praise with service meet To Christ our Saviour, Kinut V)eyond all earthly bliss \Vhat I pray for most is this ; — That on Christ you may believe His salvation full receive. Then when earthly life is done. It's battles fought, it's victories won ; Past all sorrow, pain and sin. Past life's turmoil, strife and din, Pray through Christ redemption given, We, dear friends, may meet in Heaven They who enter Heaven's dooi- Joyful meet to part no moi-e. ©r)CE|s • ©I • Kerif:^ 42 SONGS OF FAITH AND HOPE. CHRISTIAN GROWTH. ^IKE as the sunshine draws the plant /-'-^ Forth from the cohl, damp sod, So shoiUd om- souls from this low earth Be upward drawn to God. Quickly the plant obeys the call Which bids it to arise ; So let us each be swift to hear His summons from the skies. Not in a single day nor night Do plants their growth attain, But leaf by leaf, with patient toil. Grows up the stalk of grain. For, first the blade and then the ear Then the full corn we find ; The time of harvestmg must come Ere the rip6 sheaves we bind. Not in one day nor many years Our work shall reach its end, But, we with patience step by step, Our ui)ward way must wend. (HRISTiMAS (GROWTH. 43 The flowers, the fVnit, the o:r;un must liave Allotted time to grow ; While Nature on her childi-en all Much labor doth bestow. The Sim, the shower, the wind, the storm Alike must do their share Until to full perfection comes The fruit which each should beai-; Refreshed by dews of heavenly grace, Descending from above. With showers of gifts and blessings rich And sunshine of God's love. 'Tis not alone the sun and shower That He sees fit to send, But clouds, and storms, and furious winds Though 'neath them we may bend, — For were life all of pleasure here, — All joy, and peace, and love. We scarce would turn our thoughts from earth To better things above. So mingling bitter with the sweet Our daily cup He fills ; Well may we learn to be content Accepting what He wills. 44 SO^^GS OF FAITH AXD HOPE. We ought yet more and more to grow Into His image fair, Keflecting it from day to day As we His presence share. And when He sees we are complete And golden fruitage bear, He will transplant to fields above Immortal bloom to wear. April, 189(5. The last one from her pen. LOOK FOR THE ROSES. 45 LOOK FOK THE HOSES. 7]S the path beset with barriers ^ Which on every hand we meet, Causing ns to sink discouraged With our pierced and bleeding feet Is the way so Hned with briars That we scarce can find repose? Let us look a little closer 'Mid the thorns to find a rose. Here within this world of trouble We, who are to sorrow born. From experience learn full quickly "There's no rose without a thorn." But if we will search to find them. Many trials shall disclose That within their embrace hidden Are few^ thorns without a rose. 46 SONGS OF FAITH AND HOPE. Tlowe'er heavy be the sorrow, Can we not with faith look up And discover in affliction Many blessings fill the cup ; Trusting in the God of wisdom, Who our faltering steps will lead, Knowing that in ample measure He will richly fill our need? Though the cross may seem too weighty For our feeble strength to bear. Surely there is One close by us Who will all the burden share. Let us then in sweet submission. As each day we trials meet So accept that they may help us Find the roses at our feet. Let us serve God 'till He call us, When from earthly dross refined We shall reach the home celestial Koses without thorns to find. DAILY TIIUST. 47 DAILY TP.rST. "As thy (lays, so shall thy strength be ' • lJ S thy flays, thy strenj Let this be enousfh ^th shall be," igh for thee ; Lean upon His promised word. Which can joy and peace afford. Simply trust, each day, anew; Thou shalt prove it ever true, Ilowe'er great thy burden be He will aid and succor thee ; Grace and strength will sui-ely give L^nto thee, each day to live ; Therefore rest within His love Till thou reachest Heaven above. 48 SOXGS OF FAITH AXD HOPE. CHRIST, OUR DAILY NEED. .t^O we want Him, do we need Him Q^^ As we walk amid the flowers, While around us all is sunshine During spring-time's fleeting hours? Yes, in youth we surely need Him For we are to trouble born. And must learn but all too quickly "There's no rose without a thorn." But we shall not need His counsel AYhen in mid life's even tread. We can profit by youth's follies And by Wisdom's hand be led. For the way seems all so pleasant. Smooth the paths on every hand. Surely we shall need no Shepherd Guiding to the better land. Nay, the need is but the greater, Cares and burdens heavier grew. And to battle with temptation God must fullest grace bestow. CHRIST, OUR DAILY NEED. 49 Then it is our infiuence widens, Life is not for self alone. And we must account for talents Whether good or ill be done. Shall we want Ilim, shall we need Him, As long life shall near its close. When the firm tread grows unsteady And hair whitens with the snows Of the many winters beating With their wild storms on the head. Which will bring us slowly, surely, Near the city of the dead V Shall we enter the dark valley All enwrapt with shadows grim Still dependent on our own light Feeling we've no need of Him? No, we need Him ; let us trust Him From our childhood to the grave ; Need His hand to guide and lead us Need His pardoning power to save, 'Till we reach the heavenly portal And the gates wide open swino; ; Then we'll join the glorious anthem, "Praise to our Eternal King." 50 S<)N<4S OF FAITH AND HOPE. AVANING 8UMME1J. ^T IIE August da3^s are waning fast, And soon the summer will be })ast, With all its sunshine and its showers, Its happy birds and lovely flowers. So too our lives are fleeting fast And soon our years will all be past, AVith all their happiness and pain, With all their losses and their gain. Oh grieve not for the summer fled P'or nature sleeping is not dead. Another year will surely bi-ing Life, growth and sunshine in the spring. We know the birds will surely come Back from their southern winter home; Xew flowers in beauty shall arise Beneath another summer's skies. So too, dear friends, in God's good time, Within some brighter, fairer clime. Our souls in beauty shall awake And of immortal life partake. RESTING IN god's LOVE. 51 RESTING IX GOD'S LOVE. ♦ lJ re yon, friend, in sore distress. Do life's bnrdens heavy press AYith no hope yonr way to bless ? Trust your Savior none the less ; He the needed grace can give Bravely day by day to live. Leaning on His love. Till in God's own time and place Yon shall end your earthly race, And throngh His abounding grace Gladly meet Him face to face, While unceasingly you raise Anthems of adoring praise For His changeless love. Then when you review the way That He's led you day by day In your weary earthly stay. You with grateful heart can say, "All life's losses were but gain All it's trials and it's pain Only proved His love." April, 1896. 52 SONciS OF FAITH AND HOPE. WAKING THOUGHTS. ( ^ |NCE more I wake to day of care, All endless round of duties plain, Which, though performed on yesterday, To-day must all be done again. How can I bear the stress and strain Of petty trials daily met? Where find the strength my need to fill When by temptations sore beset ? Ah ! well I know to whom to look, The source of strength that will sup})ly All grace in every trying hour If I but on His help rely. So, pleading all the^ promises, Up to the hills I lift mine eyes. And with new courage, trust, and hope To this new day of duty rise. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 53 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP . lJ LL ye who know the Lord ^ Speak often of His love, Kindle each other's hearts with zeal And lift your thoughts above Beyond the things of earth That daily clog the way, Unto the realm of perfect joy Which nearer draws each day; Where every care shall cease That here doth vex the mind. And every burden laid aside. Ye peace and rest shall find. Lift up the feeble hands. And hearts with grief oppressed ; Pour out your souls for others' woes, So shall vour own be blest. 54 S()N(;s OF HOPE and faith. THE LOUD MV SIIP:PIIERD. Psalm 23. ^TTTE Lord my shepherd is, He surely will provide; In pastures green He leadeth nie, I>y the still waters side; My fainting soul restores, And gently leads the same Within the paths of righteousness, To glorify Tlis name. Though I w^alk through the vale Of Death, with shadows grim, E'en tliere no evil will I fear, Eor I am led by ITira. What comfort and support Ilis rod and staff doth give; A table well prepared He spreads, That I may eat and live. THE LORD MY SHEPHERJ). 55 My head He doth anoint With oil divinely shed ; My cup with blessings overflow, And I am richly fed. Goodness and mercy sure Shall follow all my days ; Within the house of God I'll dwell, And ever give Him praise. 56 SOXGS OF FAITH AXD HOPE. THE KING OF GLORY Psalm 24. ^TlIE Lord doth rule the earth And they that in it dwell ; He foundeth it upon the seas, And guideth all things well. Who shall ascend the hill Of God our Sovereign King ? Or stand within His holy place And His full praises sing ? He that hath hands most clean, A heart that's pure and meet, To vanit}^ Hfts not his soul. And doth not swear deceit. They shall be richly blest With righteousness and grace. This generation that doth seek The o'od of Jacob's face. THE KIX(4 OF (;L0RY. 57 Lift up your heads ye gates, Ye everlastiug doors, The King of Glory shall come in ; Whom all the earth adores. Who is this glorious King? The Lord of might and strength : Lift up your heads, ye gates and doors, He will come in at length. 58 SONGS OF FAITH AXD HOPE. I^EDEEMTNG THE TIME. *'As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men." Gal. (3-10. i^/Q)()UNT that day lost, whose low descending sun, ^^_- — .Views from thy hand no worthy action done," In youthful days this maxim I was taught ]]y a dear mother's lips with wisdom fraught. This sage advice IVe heeded ; for, as pass The days, when night returns, myself I ask, ''Have I let hours, God sent, all slip away, With no kind word or act throughout the day?" I surely like the answer to be "Xo :" For sweetest satisfaction 'tis to know Some heart, if but if a child's, has gladdened been By some poor word of mine from tongue or pen. In giving timely aid to those distressed. Or cheering fainting souls, we, too are blessed ; Since, while for other's wounds, we ointment pour. We healing gather for our own heart's sore. Then let our substance from the Lord received, Be used to meet a weary comrade's need ; And let the several talents He has given, Im])roved aright, our passport be to Heaven. HORROWING TROUliLE. 59 BOKKOWING TIU)r^BLE. ( , jNE day at a time, then why do we borrow, And burden ourselves with cares of the morrow Does not each day have enough of a riurryV We needn't reacli forward to gather more worry. If God sends to-day some real joy and sunshine Why don't we enjoy it, not mope and repine Over some mountain we see in the distance Since trouble will come without any assistance. 60 SONGS OF HOPE .VXD FAITH. FIUENDSIIIP. EOVE is the subtle power tliat binds -*-^ The heart of friend to friend ; And truest, purest friendsliips, formed On earth, shall never end. Foi- in the brighter world above. The loved ones, cherished here, IJetined from all of earthly dross, In beauty shall ai)pear. Then intercourse so sweet below Shall only brighter l)e. Made perfect in the blissful state Of immortalitv'. PERSONAL INFLUEXC'E. 61 PEIISONAL INFLUENCE. ♦ Vote the Httle rahiflrops, as one by one descending, They fill the little brooklets that on their way are wending To swell the mighty rivers rushing onward to the sea, Where in the rolling waters they all shall blended be. So our little actions how'er simple they may be Possess a mighty power that goes on eternally ; For whether rich or lowly, and whether young or old, We each exert an influence that's fraught with weight untold. Let us then be careful as we deal with fellow men, That all our words are kindly and our deeds of wisdom's ken, Our lives a shining record for coming ages view Making the lives of others to be better and more true. So shall we all be useful, our mission here fulfill. Finding truest living in the doing of God's will ; Laying up rich treasure for the better life to come. Binding up the golden sheaves for the blessed welcome home. 62 SOXG8 OF FAITH AND HOPE. THE OILED FEATHEU. f . jH, let us keep it by us, All ready at our call, And each day do some kind deed Or let some kind word fall. Even a cup of water In the Lord Jesus' name May be used by his dear hand Some lost one to reclaim. ^Ve may help some weary pilgrim Upon his lonely way, Tliough small the act we do Or simple the word we say. Then let us oil the feather With tender look and smile, And noblest efforts spare not But, thinking all the while Of how the dear Lord Jesus Came to our world to bless, And even died to save us. So can we do aught less THE OILED FEATHER. 63 Than give the very choicest Of our gifts and talents all Unto the Master's service While heeding every call ? Let us be like the feather In the blessed Father's hand, Lying well oiled and waiting r?eady at His command. Then God will take and use us As to Him seemeth best ; And, doing as He biddeth, We'll leave to Him the rest. Jiiii., 1887. 64 SONGS OF FAITH AND HOPE. REST BEYOND. (5\_r OW swift they pass, ai)d one by one -^ ^^— — Each week doth bring us nearer home; Nearer the mansions of the blest, Nearer to our eternal rest. How blest unto our wear}^ feet Will be that rest from toil so sweet ! Then shall our souls in rapture raise Unto our Lord, a song of praise. When all the toils of life are done. Its battles fought, its victory's won, How sweet will be the home above Where we shall meet in Jesus' love ! Lord help us each such fruit to bear That we may in Thy Kingdom share. From earthlj^ pain and sin set free, We may forever dwell with Thee. MOENlX(i PETITION. 65 MORNING PETITION. A Y/ E thank Thee for Thy tender care, Dear Father, through the long dark night, .Vnd that Thou still our lives dost spare To greet another morning\s light. Keep us from every ill to-day, For dangers lurk on every hand ; Lead not into temptation's way But help us follow Thy command. Be pleased to bless each line of woi'k In which our busy hands engage, May we no task or burden shirk Nor let our hearts give way to rage. Help us keep watch befoi-e our lips That we may kind words only say, K egret each harmful one that slips And make amends without delay. Since unkind or malicious words Are keener far than unkind deeds And oft times grieve our dearest friend Who sympathy and comfort needs. 6(i 8o.\(;s OF FAITH and hope. And when a tale of sorrow's heard From some distressed or saddened heart, Let us be quick to speak some word Wliich will to them new hope impart. Let acts of kindness follow on To prove that which our words ex})ress, .\s oft as we shall see the way To aid some brother in distress. Help us improve the talents lent And all Thy teachings quickly heed ; So shall our day be not ill-spent And rest deserved be sweet indeed. EVENING PETITION. EVENIN(4 PETITION. Hat HER we come to Thee ^ And ask Thy blessing now ; Pour out Thy spirit on our souls, As waiting here we bow. We come in Jesus' name, Who died upon the tree, That we might all be reconciled, And pardoned. Lord, by 'I'hee. No mei-its of our own, Therefore, we bring to Thee ; But trusting wholly in Christ's name We shall accepted be. IJecause of His great love To Us poor sinners here, Our life, our service will we give, Him trust, obey and fear. Though often we may fall Into temptation's power. Our wanderings, Lord, wilt Thou forgive, And help us in each hour. 68 SONCiS OF FAITH AND HOPE. We each one feel our need And come to Thee for strengtli, Wilt Thou not comfort and sustain And bring us home at length, That we may dwell above From sin and sorrow free ; Thee will we ever serve and praise Throughout eternity. For Thine the glory is And power and majesty ; Whom we Thy creatures would adore The glorious Trinity. © f.,1, (L W' 70 SON(;S OF THE SPRlNaXIME. PUSSY-AVILLOWS. ( *^N a wintery, gray Marcli day, From the bi-ook not far away, With glad words did Nellie bnng The first harbinger of spring. Think you now, what could it be That I was so glad to see, That with eager hands I grasped. And my fingers tightly clasped ? Do you say, "Not hard to guess, — Was it pussy-willows?" Yes, In their soft and silky fur, As I stroked, they seem to purr. On a stand the window near. In a vase of water clear. Where the sun shines warm and bright I have placed them in the light. Some all shiny, smooth and sleek I now press against my cheek. Others, half by brown concealed. Soon by warmth will be revealed. PUSSY-WILLOWS. Silvery Pussy-willows, dear ; Who's not glad to see you here ? For however gray the sky, You proclaim the spring-tiuie nigh. APRIL. 18<)(i. ♦lJ PPTL comes good news to l)ring All the air with joy doth ring, While the birds now northward wing And with gladsome notes do sing "That the Spring has come." As the winds do warmer blow (^lickly disappears the snow, And the ice in sunshine's glow Melts, till glad the waters flow, Singing, 'sSpring has come." Though they seem to swell so slow We can see the leaf-buds grow ; Quick the sap doth upward go Xeath the sun-lights warmer glow For the Spring has come. 72 SOXGS OF THE SPRINGTIME. Swift the south-winds traveleth, And with wooino^ coaxing breath To the sleeping flowers it saith, "Waken from your seeming death Since the Spring lias come." Now the crocuses appear, The first blossoms of the year, And their gorgeous cups uprear Speaking to our hearts good cheer, Blithesome Spring has come. While the snow-drops, side by side, Nodding stand with petals wide. As if loving hands had tied Chaste adornment for a bride, Xow that Spring has come. All its tender charms we greet, Grass blades springing at our feet, Pussy-willows, violets sweet, ^Murmuring brooks the song repeat ; "Welcome Spring has come." Glad we hail thee, Ai)ril dear, As thou comest year by year For thou bringest such good cheer After winter stern and drear Joyous Spring doth come. APRIL. 78 Glad we hail thy lengthening hours, Thine alternate sun and showers, With their fresh life-giving powers bringing birds and bees and flowers. When the ST)rino; doth come. TO TITE MAV FLOWEK. ^TlIOT" the sweetest iiower of sjiring. Warm we give thee welcoming, For thou cheerest every heart l>y the hope thou dost impart. After winter's frosty reign, Binding with its icy chain p]very lake and water-spring, Every living growing thing, Glad indeed we are to greet Grass-blades springing at our feet ; Yet more glad hail thee again First of all the vvild-tlowei- train. 74 SON(tS of the SPRIX(iTIME. Pussy-willows, loved so well, Did but lateh^ come to tell That the spring-time's balmy breath Had awakened life from death. Precious harbengers indeed. We their tidings glad did heed, Looking forward to the hour Of thine advent dear ^fay Flower. By the unlocked, babbling brook, In some rocky, sheltered nook Which the sunshine warm receives, Fi'om among the shining leaves Blossoms white to pinkest hue With dehght we bring to view. As we search the mossy beds In which hide thy modest heads. Welcome guest dost thou appear. As thou comest, year by year. Whom the young and old do greet With like pleasure. May Flower sweet. April, ISOr.. i yesi(^r)0:Ti©r). 76 HYMNS OF KESKiNATION. "JUST AS HE WILLS." Mark 14: 36; II Cor. 12: 9; Deut. 33: 25. U' Tfl^^^T as He wills;" oh, must T say ^ When all ray hopes are crushed, Each wish so fond is laid aside Each dear desire is hushed? "Just as He wills ;" can I this say And all to Him resign, E'en yield the things T crave the most Xor murmur, nor rei)ine? "Just as Lie wills ;" who knows so well We need the inward smart To cause our hearts to willing grow From things of earth to part. "Just as He wills ;" how sweet to feel God doth appoint my way And will, with each new trial send Strength equal to the day. MUST AS HE AVILLS. 77 'sTiist as lie wills;" oh help me say, With faith and trust secure, I'll lean upon Thy promise, Lord, To those who shall endure. "Ju«t as He wills ;" e'er let me pray Till life shall reach its end Until God wills to take me home Eternity to spend. July 23, 1887. -.c M B 78 IIVMNS OF KESKiNATION. "JUST AS I AM." U^^UST as I am," Lord hear me now, 0/ As prostrate at Thy throne I bow And with Thy sph-it seal my vow, O Lamb of God, I come. "Just as I am," or not at all, Though oft I stumble, oft I fall ; But since 'tis sinners Thou dost call O Lamb of God, I come. "Just as I am," for Jesus hears My humblest ))rayers and counts my tears, And bids me lay aside my fears ; () Lamb of God, I come. "Just as I am," since there remains A cleansing fount for guilty stains Where sinners lost new life obtain, O Lamb of God, I come. THY A\ILL HE DONE. 79 TirV AVILL BE DONE. •Though He slay me yet will I trust in Him." Job. 13: 15. "My grace is sufficient foi thee." II Cor 12:9. FaTHEI^ Thy hand I cainiot see '^ So veiled in clouds and mystery, ]My soul repeats in darkness still ^'Why must this be Thy holy will ?" "Why this distrust':^" thus saith (lod's voice, "My child, because it is My choice ; Thy part it is to meekly lie, Nor doubt My leadings with a 'why.' " r>ut I had plans that I thought meet For usefulness and service sweet : Now all my hopes have fruitless proved ; Why Lord dost Thou deny all good '? Just this He whispers, as I bow, "No more for active service now, Only to suffer, patient still. This is thy doing of Mv will, 80 HYMNS OF IIESIGNATIUN. "Until T see in thee worked out The end 1 wish to bring about, Until thou canst submissive lie This answers well the question 'why.' " "Yes Lord," my humble soul replies, Trusting though lie each wish denies. Knowing He wisely sees the need. And with rich grace my soul will feed. ]\ry finite wisdom may not see The way His hand marks out for me To be one easy, pleasant, plain. Yet will I trust in His dear name. Only God's help need I to live. Only the grace which He can give; Only to ti-ust, this only pray Grant strength sufficient for the day. July 21, 1887. MY TASK. MY TASK. 81 TV /HAT shall 1 do for Christ VV That I may show my love V He L'ives to each a task Their loyalty to pi-ove. To some he saith, "Go work For I have need of thee," With anxious heart I wait, What will he say to meV "My child, this is thy task To suffer and he still ; With patient trust endure Resigned to all my will." No more with restless feet I stand hefore the gate, Since I have heard those words, '^They serve who stand and wait. When all shall be fulfilled That to Him seeraeth best, My weary soul's reward Shall be eternal rest. Oct. 10th, 1886. 82 nVMNS OF RESIGNATION. SHUT-OUT AND SIIUT-IN. (^ ITUT out from the world and its pleasure; ..—.^1/ Shut in with one's self and one's woes, Oh, who but the }3itying P'ather The sadness of such a life knows I The extent of its deprivations, Or stress of the heart's plaintive cry, As it feels in its utter dejection That the last gleam of hope must die. tup: way iik lp:ai)s. /'^^^T^ ! must I bear it all, ^-^ 'All that He lays on me? Unless I can the end From the beginning see ? Why does He lead me thus Along the rugged way, ^Vhile others on the road In pleasant by-paths stray ? THE WAY HE LEADS. 83 Paths lined with fruit and flowers And filled with odors sweet, No thorns or stones to pierce Their tired, way-worn feet ; While mine are bleeding sore With conflicts by the way ; For while they rest and sleep I must not stop nor stay. l)Ut as I tightly clasp The hand that points tiie way. That helps my burden bear, And gives strength for my day. Would I exchange my lot For those that seem so fail- ? Ah no ! I know full well The dangers lurking there. For while they sleep, the night Falls silently around No light their pathway yields, No friendly hand is found To guide and lead their steps Along the darksome road ; The things, once fair, now fail To help them bear the load, 84 HYMNS OF KESIGNATlUiSr. Give me the thorn-set path, Give me the Feather's hand, To lead and help me on To that far better land. When I have reached that shore Eternity to spend. Then shall I clearly see ]>eginning from the end. Then will I praise His name That, while unknown to me, He led the way, though I Could not His wisdom see. l>ut ail He asked was trust And that to Him I gave; For He alone has power To lead and guide and save. Nov. 28, 1886. -^^^^t^:i?tVt7^i^ NOBODY KNOWS ni'T .JKSUS. 85 NOBODY KNOWS UVT JESUS. 'OBODY knows. Blest Jesns, Oh come and comfort me, And help me bear the trial Which none but Thou dost se6. For only Thou 'tis knowest How hard it is to bear, Or feels the weight and bui'den Which only Thou canst share. Nobody knows but Jesus The sobs that rend my breast; ITow wet the nightly piUow That yieldeth little rest. Nobody knows but Jesus The struggle and the grief ; The oft repeated battle That bringeth no relief. Nobody knows but Jesus, Though told my dearest friend, Who soon forgets or tired grows Kind sympatliy to lend. 86 iiY:srxs OF resigxatiox. Each has his own life burden His duties, hopes and plan ; And oives but little heeding; To those of fellow-man. And so, Oh blessed Jesus, Tn all my grief and care, I bring to Thee the sorrows That Thou alone canst share. From oft' my weai-y shoulders Thou wilt the burden take, Tf T but bravely strive to bear It, Savior, foi- Thy sake. WAITIN(i WAITINd. A Y /aTTING by tlie pearly portal Calm and patient as I may, Waiting for the Father's summons "Come my child from earth away.' But I still am clinging fondly To my darling sister here ; She has been so kind and faithful To my heart so very dear. There are many friends to greet me Over on the golden shore ; And 1 long to go and meet them To be })arted never more. Yet the sweetest joy will be When T reach the realm above That my Savior I shall see Whom the best of all I love. Dictated Aug. 1st, 1896. HYMNS OF RESIGNATION. LAID ASIDE. fcjAll) aside from care for a while, \~. , On my little cot so wliite, Given time for meditation Through the long and wakeful night Through the day that's just as quiet, With scarce more to fill my mind I will turn to Thee dear Jesus Solace, comfort, help to find. For in sunshine or in darkness. Thou art always just the same, And the humblest, feeblest servant. iVIay call on Thy precious name. Tliou wilt hear each weak petition For Thine ear is ever nigh. And rich grace in ample measure Thou to me wilt still sup})ly. SHUT IX. 89 SHUT IN. 4<@ HUT in ;" tlie meaning of this who can tc ,,— »_ly But those who have long felt the pain Of wearisome days, and the nights, That bring but a like morn again. Shut in from the world, its ho])es and its joys. Shut in with the tears spent in vain ; Giving up, one by one, all the plans And objects they long to obtain. Shut in, till life has indeed lost its charm, Its dreams all have faded and gone, Its fondest hopes evermore fled For only to die were they l)orn. While the long coveted treasure of health Receding, yet beckoning still Eludetli the grasp of the hand Turn whichever way that it will. 90 liYMXS OF 11E8IGXATION. TUrsT AND SUBMISSION. TT^O I not trust V Thou knowest best, S^^ Else it would not be so ; I ask yet more supply of grace Tliou only canst bestow. Do I not cling to Thee, oh Lord, And daily bless thy name For all Thy benefits and love That ever are the same ? Submission I Did T not submit To Thee, Lord, long agoV But oh ! the smart, the pain, sometimes, Thou, Lord, alone canst know. My human heart that aches and grieves I bring, dear Lord, to Thee ; And trust, made pure in Jesus' blood, It will accepted be. More faith, more trust, more love T need, More patience and more grace ; Complete submission to Thy will. If I would see Thy face. 92 FOR THE CHILDREN. KITTY'S RAMBLE. (^FTEX in the bright June weather, When the fields are gay with Howers, I have missed my Httle kitten Who will be away for hours. And to-night I said to kitty As she sprang into my la]>, Kissed my hands and purring gently Curled up for an evening na]) ; "Little pet, will not you tell me Where you've been the whole day long':' For you seem to be so happy Singing such a merry song." Kitty answered, "To the meadows, Where the little field-mice ]>lay; In and out among the rushes, I have been the live-long day. "There the bright-eyed, nodding daisies Sparkled with the morning dew ; While the buttercups and clovers Played I>o-peep as I passed through. KITTY 8 ka:mble. 93 "There the silver birche's branches Waved their tassels too and fro ; But in vain I tried to catch them, Though they seemed to swing so low, "'Neath the trees a brooklet murmured ; Long [ played upon its brink Where I saw another kitten Every time I stooped to drink. "On a bank of ferns and mosses, Where light breezes o'er me swept, Through the sultry hours of noontide Lulled by insects' hum, I slept. "All the air was full of sunshine ; Bird and butterfly and bee, As they darted back and forward, Seemed as blithe as blithe could be. "But Avhen evening shadows gathered, And the dew began to fall. To their nightly resting places Quick they scattered one and all. "Then a gentle zephyr whispered 'Little kitty, go home too ;' So amid the growing darkness. Swift I scampered back to vou. 94 FOR TllK CHILDREN. "Meadows wide are nice for roaming, While the day is warm and bright ; But my cosy httle basket Is the safest place at night. "Now I'll drink the milk all creamy Waiting in my saucer blue ; And when sunrise brings the morning ril begin my play anew." Thus did kitty tell the story Of her ramble and her play. Don't you think my little kitten Had a very happy day? LUJ.LA-IJY S()N(i. 95 LULLA-KY SOX (4. FoK F. A. A. (^OFT and slow, soft and slow — -.J^ Xow my darling baby go; Soft and slow, soft and slow, Over the hills to dreamland 2:0, vSoft and slow. Soft and sweet, soft and sweet, Sleep my darling baby sleep ; Soft and sweet, soft and sweet. While the angels watch do keep, Soft and sweet. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Mother loves her Frederic so ; Sweet and low, sweet and low. More than baby e'er can know. Sweet and low. Soft and light, soft and light, ])e thy slumbers, dear, to-night ; Soft and light, soft and light. Let me kiss thee now good- night, Soft and light. July, 188C). 96 ^ FOK THE CHILDREN. \ c^iiiLDirooirs pijavek. a 7\fiy\V I lay me down to sleep," Our infant lips were taught to say, "I pray the Lord my soul to keej)," 'Twas thus we early learned to pra}^ "If I should die before I wake," In childish faith did we repeat, ' "I pray the Lord my soul to keep," Trusting for Heaven to be made meet. "And this I ask for Jesus' sake," This was the dearest line of all. Since 'tis the Savior bids them come And loves and blesses children small. Mf J^ FOR CHILDREN'S SI^NDAY. Mat. 19: 14. /q)HRIST said Forbid not the children, V^_^^^ Permit them to come unto me For of such as these babes in my bosom The kino;dom of heaven shall be. THE ulup: jay's message. 97 THE BLUE JAY\S MESSAGE. ^T HE March winds whistled loud and shrill The snow still lay on vale and hill, As weary Jane sat looking out With tearful eyes and fretful pout. "Xellie and Kate have gone to ])lay With Dora Lee across the way ; There's nothing out of doors to see But just one bare old a|)i)le tree. "1 am too old to play with dolls, I don't enjoy the neighbor's calls ; I cannot skate, nor slide, nor run, Nor have scarce any girlish fun, "Since on that dreadful July day I fell from off the load of hay. For it was then I sprained my knee. And hurt ray back so fearfully, "'Twas not so hard in summer hours, When there were birds and lovely Howers, When in my hammock I could lie And watch the white clouds sailing by. 98 Fuli THE CIIILDKKN. "J5ut now tlie STiow lies on the ground, The Howei's are dead, there is no sound Of wild bird trilling joyously. No crickets chirp, or drone of bee." Just then a meri-y laugh rang out, Smiles quickly chased away the j)out ; "Quick, mother, come ; the blue jays, see, Such l)eauties in our apple tree! "First there were two, now there are five, The very branches seems alive ; They perk their heads and glance around. One on the snow some crumbs has found. "They watch me in a knowing way As if to me they wish to say 'Sad little maiden be of cheer. The gladsome spring will soon be here. 'Ki'e long gray skies will change to blue The earth in green be robed anew; For pussy-willows by the brook The eager children soon will look; Crocus and snowdroj) will appear The sweet first blossoms of the year ; And though we now must Hy avv^ay. The later birds will come to stay/" THE r.LUK jay's messa(;e. 99 Tlie iiiotlier leaned o'er Jaiiie's chair And softly stroked her curling hair ; "J'ni glad my daughter heard so well The things the blue jays seemed to tell. "The l)ir(hes are our Fathei-'s care; AVe, too, his watchful love do share, Since He who marks a sparrow's fall AVill surely listen to our call. ••'Our Father knoweth what is best, We on His jjromise sure may rest; H for His aid you truly pray, Jesus will help you day by day, "And then, in spite of aching knee, *A 'Sunshine-maker' you may be ; Your own keen pain be half forgot In easing some one's harder lot. "When home come sisters Kate and Xell, A sweet, glad story you can tell. Of how, on blue jay's wings this day, (4od's message came to Janie Gray." March Tith, 1894. *Simshine Makers — The name of a Children's Circle" of the Shut-in So^ciety, their aim, to forget their own sufferings by helping to relieve others. L.ofC. J lOU FOIi THE (^IIILI)UEX. CLOSE OF SC IIOOL-DAYS. For N. M. D. EA Elv more, my comrades clear Sliall we gatlier year by year From our well-woi-ii l)ooks to gain Wisdom deep, or broad, or plain ; But with zeal and pur|)ose true We can find enougli to do; Some kind act or word each day Surel}^ we may do or say. brother's laboi's we may share, Father's burdens hel}) to bear Keep the home-fires warm and bi-ight. Gladly welcome him at night. We must strive to do what's right In our Heavenly Feather's sight, Make our influence pure and strong F'or the right against all wrong. Then let death come when it may Short or long our earthly stay. Through the dear Lord Jesus' love We shall meet in joy above. ( HITUMCIIAT. 101 CHITUMCHAT. A Nonsense Rhyme. YJHE staid old lawyer's cat, Whose name was Chitumchat Was white, and sleek, and fat, By day she often sat Upon the great hall mat And idly watched for Nat, An old gray- whiskered rat As blind as any bat. Who, one day slyly gat Into John's Sunday hat ; Grave Sir John liked not that. He fumed, and scowled, and spat, ITe stormed and cried "Ge what," And ere slow Hannah Pratt Could think to cry out ''Scat He went and kickepy day May oft repeated be. And though we part below, we'll meet In blest eternity. July, 1896. EAKLY TAKEN. Ill EARLY TAKEN. To C. L. D. On the death of my little neice, Oct. 4th, 1880. "The Lord gave and the Lord hath taken away, blessed be the name of the Lord." "Not my will but Thine be done." I^ITTLE Dora— early taken, >^-^*^ From your hearth stone and your heart ; Taken from life's rugged pathway Ere she hardly made a start. Child of hope, and richest promise, How to her your hearts did cling; Lent you for a little season, Then she plumed her snowy wimr to irpward to the heavenly mansion God had formed for her above ; Ere he called her to receive it. Child of His paternal love. Early gathered, — ere life's warfare Marred her perfect innocence, Taken from all care and sorrow — Is not this a recompence 114 MISCELLANEOUS. Fondest parents, for the trial, That the darling of your love, Freed forever from all suffering, Doth now bloom in realms above ? Thus transplanted, she is nurtured By our Father's tenderest care ; And you surely hope to meet her In the blissful regions there. Gone to meet the little brother Who passed on a while before ; Surely they will love each other Ever on that happy shore. Say you that her brothers needed Her sweet influence below ? Mayhap that the one in Heaven Needs the joy she can bestow. Taken from your earthly circle, She has only gone before, That unto the heavenly kingdom She may draw you more and more. She had loving friends to greet her. And the little life so pure Will be always spotless, sinless, And no trials will endure. EARLY TAKEN. 115 Youngest blossom, your heart's treasure, Though you are of her bereft, Murmur not that God hath taken. Thank Him for the blessings left. Heavily, God's hand hath fallen ! Suddenly, He smote your hearts ! But His rich grace in full measure For your healing He imparts. Whom God loveth He chastiseth, And He scourge tli every son,- — But, who would not bravely bear it, If thereby a crown be won ? Yes, I know that all submissive, Though in grief, you whisper still ; — "As the Lord gave, now He taketh : Do Thine own and not our will," Through your trust, and faith in Jesus Your sad, bleeding hearts do cry: "Where, Oh Death, can now thy sting be ? And Oh grave, thy victory." 116 MISCELLANEOUS. TO :my sisteu mollie. ^()U vvlio have so long been witli nie, Partner of my joys and cares Unto you, I give the richest Of my love and thoughts and i)ra3'ers. "^V Yes, for many j^ears, you've had them, While for you Fve gently cared In 3^our sickness and your sorrows Wishing such you might be spared. You have ever been so cheerful, You have borne them all so well, Only He who laid them on you Can the weight of burdens tell ; For, indeed, they have been heavy Which He's placed on you to bear, 'Till it seems as if beneath them You must falter in despair. But with every new affliction Has He not grace given too ; You to help, sustain and strengthen, Comfort all the journey through. TO MY SISTER MOLLIE. 117 We have long been linked together In our hves so full of care, For to one has come no sorrows That the other did not share. Yes, together we've been treading In a rough and thorny way But to each there has been given "Grace sufficient for the day." We have each stood by the river, And have almost said farewell, Who but those who have passed throni^h it Can that anguish ever tell ? Not the one who would be taken. For to her it would be gain ; But the one we left behind us. Was to bear the loss and pain. ]>ut the Lord in His rich mercj^ Did see fit to spare us still ; For which let us love and praise Hinj Bowing to Ilis perfect will. Let us be to each still dearer, Let us trust each other more, "All in all," be yet e'en nearer Than we've ever been before. 118 MISCELLANEOUS. Hand in hand in every purpose, As each heart responds to heart, Till we reach the Heavenly city Where we sisters ne'er shall part ; AVhere we shall be warmly welcomed B}^ our loved ones gone before. All united, — undivided, — On the ha})py, golden shore. Dec. 25, 1886. FOR SISTER MARY'S BIRTHDAY. ^October 23, 1896. ^\ Y /hat my precious sister Mollie shall I wish for thee ? That this j^ear all joy and gladness with no tears may be *? For it were like sunshine only with never any rain To have our lives all pleasure unmixed with grief or pain. Nay, our heavenly P'ather knoweth and His way must wisest be. That both sun and shadow, joy and grief alike we see ; For through trials only, fit at last shall we become To receive a mansion in the bright and heavenly home, *Penciled July, 1896 aud left with a friend. TO IT. E. R., IX ILLNESS. 119 TO H. B. R., IX ILLNESS. /fAo you feel that you can trust Ilim (3^^ Trying passive in TTis hand V Ves, with patience still, still waiting Ready be at His command. You have much on earth to bind you, Friends who love and want you so, Need your presence, and your guidance ; Can we, must we let you go ? Will our loving Heavenly Father Hear our sincere earnest prayer? As His kind ear low Lie bendeth May it not find entrance there ? Will He not our loved one spare us For much greater usefulness. For she seems so truly needed Both the home and church to bless. All that we caii do is trust Him While you in His hand lie still Help us each in faith to say. Lord, "Do thine own, and not our will." 120 MISCELLANEOUS. TO MY FRIEXT) C. H. T.— (In California for his health.) ,/^TWAY from home and all I love, ^ AVhat lonely hours I see, And sometimes think within these wilds Will God remember me ? When gazing on the wondrous heights Of all these mountain peaks, I feel their majesty sublime The Great Creator speaks. And can but ask the question oft, With humble, reverent mien, "I'm such a speck amid it all Shall I by Him be seen ?" Yes, faith assures He leadeth me AVherever I may roam His tender watch is still the same As in my own dear home. TO MY FRIEND, O. H. T . 121 F'or change of place can never cliange (tocFs love for nie and mine ; He i« most true and faitliful still ; Then let me not repine, But wholly rest myself on Ilim And Plis protecting care ; He'll give to me, ray dear ones too Each an abundant share. Much comfort, solace and support I find in Jesus' love, And feel each day a blessing rich Descend from Heaven above. Then let me ever patient lie Within God's sovereign hand. With hope, and trust, and faith secure To wait for His command. Feb. 18, 1887. -^*^^;^%t>^^ 122 MISCELLANEOUS, TO MY FRIEND SARAH H.— . ^^UST twenty years ago my friend, Qy Each pledged their love to each, And all these years, until this day Have only served to teach How unremitting, faithful, true. Such love as ours can be. When firmly sealed in strongest bonds Of Christian sympathy. How always in afHiction's hour That sympathy has fiown, With messages of love and prayer Into each other's home. To bear sweet comfort to the one Who bowed beneath the rod. While striving in the heart to say "It is the hand of God," — So gently whisper of His love, And help the burden bear, To say "Trust Him to do what's best Thouoh to our sight not clear." TO MY FRIEND SARAH II . Do you remember once you wrote, When I a friend had lost, "'Tis only those God loves the best That lie chastises most?" How oft to me have come such words So heart-felt, from your pen ; And just as ready, just as true, M}^ thoughts for you have been. In all these years there's been no time Love's intercourse has ceased ; AVith scarce a shadow all the way, It has in strength increased. These twenty years, at Christmas-tide Some token of our love Has been exchanged between us two Our steadfastness to prove. And New Year's, with its wishes kind We have remembered too ; Now many long and useful ones I ask, dear friend, for you. You say "with sadness oft you think How you will miss this love. If I am called the first to go To the brio-ht home above." 124 MISCELLANEOUS. My heart responds the same to you Dear Sarah, life long friend ; But still we hope, we trust to meet Where friendshii)S never end, — P'or there will be no sickness, pain, Now want, nor sorrow's blight, — Where all is joy, and peace, and love, And Christ himself the light. And where our loved ones we shall meet. Who wait for us to come, Since they have only gone before To bid us "Welcome home." Xmas, 1887. BIRTHDAY LINES. 125 BIRTHDAY LINES. To J. S. R. A Y/TIA1^ will the untried coming year For thee, my dear friend, hold ? I wish a store of love, and peace, And happiness untold ; But if dark shadows sometimes with The sunshine must be blent, I pray the Lord's sustaining grace And presence shall be lent. So enter this new year with hope, And trust until its end. That whether good or ill betide. The Lord will thee defend. And when life's work is ended here. And He shall bid thee come. These blessed words await thee there, "My servant, welcome home." August 1st, 1894. 126 MISCELLxiXEOrS. GOOD-NIGHT GKEETIXG. To Rev. and Mrs. S . feTlIIS the last greeting of the 3^ear Seems somewhat sad, yet full of cheer; I trust the coming year may be Filled with a like prosperity. Yes, even more, I hope and pray The Lord will lead you day by day ; Strengthen your hands, give needed rest. And let your faithful work be. blessed. Yet more and more may 3^our own heart To do His will be set apart. That filled with grace and truth and light You other souls may lead aright. 'Tis vain for man to seek success Unless their work the Spirit bless ; So while you labor, look above For God to crown your task of love. Dec. 81st, 1889. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 127 CIIIIISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. For Church Meetin}]^. LL ye who know the Lord Speak often of His h^ve, Kindle each other's liearts with zeal And lift your thoughts above Beyond the things of earth That daily clog the way, Unto the realm of perfect joy Which nearer draws each day; Where every care shall cease That here doth vex the mind, And every burden laid aside, Ye peace and rest shall find. Lift up the feeble hands, And hearts with grief oppressed ; Pour out your souls for other's woes, So shall vour own be blest. 128 MISCELLANEOL^S. FOK CHURCH MEETINGS. EMBERS of Christ's dear church below Communion sAveet we hold ; We shall delight above to find One Shepherd and one fold. United in our common Lord These earthly songs we bring ; With fuller joy and grander strains In Heaven we'll j3raise our King. THE LORD BLESS THEE. (5\_rOW simple are the words "The Lord bless thee," -J V_^^^ Yet what a power they hold, and help can be. When from the lips of friends sincere they fall ; For when the Lord doth bless, it covers all So only this to-day shall come from me With richest gifts of ever}^ name the Lord bless thee. love's power. 129 LOVE'S POWER. "^^ UST as the sunlight draws the flower Qy By its own subtle silent power So, by our Feather wise, in Heaven, Unto each human heart 'tis given Through a like mysterious law Another's heart by love to draw Making all life sublime. Love is the sunlight of the soul, Its source of life, its final goal ; Brighter doth its radiance shine Than diamonds from Golconda's mine ; A purer joy earth cannot show. Nor higher bliss may angels know, For God himself is love. 180 MIS