John Nagle's philosophy . nt gift is a visible token of regard; pure, un-selfish, holy; typifying the divine precept: Itis more blessed to give than to cannot be joint tenant in the mind that har-bors generous thoughts. Regardless of ourbelief or disbelief in the divinity of the Childwhose first draught of life was poverty, as deepas his sympathy for the sorrows of the childrenof man, that birth has been the beacon light ofcharity. The Star of Bethlehem which guided the Chaldean shepherds may no longer directthe faithful to the true God; but the fitfulgleam of benevol
John Nagle's philosophy . nt gift is a visible token of regard; pure, un-selfish, holy; typifying the divine precept: Itis more blessed to give than to cannot be joint tenant in the mind that har-bors generous thoughts. Regardless of ourbelief or disbelief in the divinity of the Childwhose first draught of life was poverty, as deepas his sympathy for the sorrows of the childrenof man, that birth has been the beacon light ofcharity. The Star of Bethlehem which guided the Chaldean shepherds may no longer directthe faithful to the true God; but the fitfulgleam of benevolence shines out with steadylight at this time and leads to a higher planeof humanity==a realization of the favored , seek not thy brother by the light ofcreed when good will has made all the worldkin. The symphony of love through the lipsof laughter and the voice of kindly greeting;the prayer of gratitude which speaks throughthe kindling eye and the warm hand clasphave no formula of words to provoke A COUNTRY BOY. A country boy is happy in his deprivationswhen Nature is at her best, because then hissoul can lave unstinted in her beauties, and hiswhole being become photographed with hercharms,--sympathetic with her moods. Thesong of the bobolink has in it for him morethan the pleasure of melody. It quickens theimagination, and awakens every slumbering sus-ceptibility of youth. The blue heaven is buta screen which hides from mortal vision theabode of the blessed, and the shimmering beamsof sunlight are angels smiles. The delicateblossoms of the wild plum rise before him asthings of beauty, not as a promise of the fruit-age it will be later his privilege to despoil,and the bursting buds of elms, fragilely beauti-ful, are trysting places for the winds and sun-light m their wooing. AN OLD TIME PICNIC. The picnic of the olden time has fallen intodisuse. It came then at rare intervals, and leftno evil in its track. It was marked by inno-cent jollity and a feast
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