Our church and our village . of old books sake, And made our exit cheer-fully and as became us. So Thomas Hoge, amid the shifting scenes of hislife—as it shifted from Tyrone to Edinburgh, fromEdinburgh to Tyrone, from Tyrone to Philadelphia,from Philadelphia to Carlisle, from Carlisle to North-umberland, from Northumberland back to Carlisle,from Carlisle to Greensburgh, from Greensburgh toWashington, from Washington back to Philadelphia,to Gods Acre—lived well, acted his part handsomely,and made his exit cheerfully because his life kept stepto the heavenly rhythm of the word which has beencut
Our church and our village . of old books sake, And made our exit cheer-fully and as became us. So Thomas Hoge, amid the shifting scenes of hislife—as it shifted from Tyrone to Edinburgh, fromEdinburgh to Tyrone, from Tyrone to Philadelphia,from Philadelphia to Carlisle, from Carlisle to North-umberland, from Northumberland back to Carlisle,from Carlisle to Greensburgh, from Greensburgh toWashington, from Washington back to Philadelphia,to Gods Acre—lived well, acted his part handsomely,and made his exit cheerfully because his life kept stepto the heavenly rhythm of the word which has beencut into this bronze: For other foundation can noman lay than that is laid which is Jesus Christ ; and ifhe could fill that face with what he knows, as he seesJesus Christ as He is, methinks he would close thisaddress with the word: How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,Is laid for your faith in His excellent word !What more can He say than to you He has said,To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled ? Our Village Home. Ki \ . G W. F. B1R( 11, , II .1. Our Village Home A SKETCH OF CLAYSVILLE, WASHINGTON CO.,TENN.,By George W. F. Birch, , I wish that I could strike from Goldsmiths harpnotes such as the imperishable numbers which en-shrine Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain. I covet that acquaintance with the springs and ac-tions of human life, that profound sympathy withhuman conditions, that real kinship with human na-ture which George Crabbe brought to light when hedescribed the Borough as its church, its sects, itselectors, its lawyers, its physicians, its tradesmen, itsclubs, its social meetings, its players, its inns, its alms-house, its hospital, its poor, its Peter Grimes, its pris-ons and its schools; compose what William Howittcalled the strangest, cleverest, and most absorbingbook he had ever read. I long for that power of imagination, that creativefaculty—that love of nature—that insight of humancharacter which made Scott the poet and
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