Uncle Dudley's odd hours, being the vagaries of a country editor . , in our mind, the weary road that lies be-fore it. The softest pillow it knows, is the bosom oflove, and the only guard from harm is the encirclingarm in whose embrace it has nestled. Its clearest can-opy of contentment is the smile of affection from its pa-rents face, and beneath the parental look of tenderlove, it sinks to peaceful slumber. All is quiet, and aconfiding little soul is at rest; we feel that we can al-most hear the soft rustle of its guardian angePs wings,as we lay it silently in its bed, and tenderly imprint a
Uncle Dudley's odd hours, being the vagaries of a country editor . , in our mind, the weary road that lies be-fore it. The softest pillow it knows, is the bosom oflove, and the only guard from harm is the encirclingarm in whose embrace it has nestled. Its clearest can-opy of contentment is the smile of affection from its pa-rents face, and beneath the parental look of tenderlove, it sinks to peaceful slumber. All is quiet, and aconfiding little soul is at rest; we feel that we can al-most hear the soft rustle of its guardian angePs wings,as we lay it silently in its bed, and tenderly imprint agood-night kiss upon its parted and smiling lips, and askGod to guard our darling through the silent hours of thenight. May its morning of life be one of golden hues,and every day a little eternity of joys; for, all too soon,it must come to the troubled current; and in the midstof lifes surging flood, you will have to bid it a sad fare-well, and leave it, whilst you go out of its sight intoeternitys great, unexplored ocean. Love the littledarling whilst you 94 UNCLE DUDLEYS
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