. Life and reminiscences from birth to manhood of Wm. G. Johnston . Some speak of your joys as thoughfull of illusions, as painted, gilded, dazzling! Perhapsso, but there was a wondrous reality about them. Sit-ting as I now do, nigh to the bounds of life, and gazingout of the windows of my soul, as the long shadows ofthe coming night gather about me; and with an oldmans privilege of muttering to himself, I repeat thosewords: Painted joys! dazzling joys! gilded joys!Painted! yea, with the prismatic gorgeousness of thebow that sometimes is seen spanning heavens arch; oras the finger of God at th
. Life and reminiscences from birth to manhood of Wm. G. Johnston . Some speak of your joys as thoughfull of illusions, as painted, gilded, dazzling! Perhapsso, but there was a wondrous reality about them. Sit-ting as I now do, nigh to the bounds of life, and gazingout of the windows of my soul, as the long shadows ofthe coming night gather about me; and with an oldmans privilege of muttering to himself, I repeat thosewords: Painted joys! dazzling joys! gilded joys!Painted! yea, with the prismatic gorgeousness of thebow that sometimes is seen spanning heavens arch; oras the finger of God at the blush of morn oft garnishesthe eastern horizon! Dazzling! aye, as the burning sunat midday—peerless in radiance ! Grilded! 0 yes! asoccasionally at eventide the whole expanse of the west-ern sky seems a very sea of molten gold ! Would I live those days over again? I can but pitythat r^an or that woman whose experience has beensuch that there cannot be an impetuous, hearty, glad-some, ringing,—Yes ! 01 would give the hopes of years,For those by-gone hours I. f.,)!?!
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