. The New west era; an illustrated monthly devoted to Canada Northwest- May-July 1904 . hands upon it and stillthe beating? In the cold and thedark, who will warm my freezinujhearty And Love cried out Better letme die! Without Joy I can live;but without this I cannot. Let merather die, not lose it!* And the wise old woman answer-ed, O fools and blind! What youonce had is that which you havenow! W^hen Love and Life tirstmeet,a radiant thing is born, with- out a shade. When the roads be-gin U) roughen, when the shadesliegin to darl<en, when tlie days arehard, and tlu idghts cold and longthen
. The New west era; an illustrated monthly devoted to Canada Northwest- May-July 1904 . hands upon it and stillthe beating? In the cold and thedark, who will warm my freezinujhearty And Love cried out Better letme die! Without Joy I can live;but without this I cannot. Let merather die, not lose it!* And the wise old woman answer-ed, O fools and blind! What youonce had is that which you havenow! W^hen Love and Life tirstmeet,a radiant thing is born, with- out a shade. When the roads be-gin U) roughen, when the shadesliegin to darl<en, when tlie days arehard, and tlu idghts cold and longthen it begins to change. Loveand Lite will not see it, will notknow it— till one day they start upsuddenly, crying, O God! O God!we have lost it! Where is it?They do not understand that theycould not carry the laughing thingunchanged into the desert and thefrost, and the snow. They do notknow that, what walks beside themstill is the Joy grown older. Thegrave, sweet, tender thing—warmin the coldest snows, brave in thedreariest deserts—its name is Sym-pathy; it is the Perfect Tiii<; xiiiw ^ KHA. 25 GOOD ISriGFIT. BY A. M. l\lERTO?C. Good night—Gods blessings on thee, gentle heart,Let dreams of peace and plenty come to thee; May no foul vision from the world apart Disturb thy slumbers—God is watching thee. A bright and cloudless da}^ awaiteth theeAfter the turmoil of the troubled hours; Lift up to light above thy drooping head,After the rain and darkness, cometh flowers. He chasteneth whom He loveth—this we see,But poorly bear the burden God doth give. Oh, doubter on the weary road to heaven Look up, whilst God is near, canst thou not live? St/ But now—good night, dear friend, again good night; If morning finds our paths diverging still,Look up and thank Him for the gladsome light; And mould thy thoughts and actions to His will.
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