. St. Nicholas [serial] . e brilliant flashes of her wit, which broke likesunbeams through the mist of dreams. Shewas very fair to look upon. No one now pitiedher for the glorious crown of red-gold hair,which set off the rose and ivory of her match-less complexion; every one recognized and ac-knowledged in her, stately Julia, queen of all. Once, while on a visit to Boston, Julia heardthe wonderful story of Laura Bridgman, who hadjust been led out of darkness into the light of lifeand joy by a certain Dr. Howe, a man of whompeople spoke as a modern paladin of romance,a Roland or Bayard. She saw


. St. Nicholas [serial] . e brilliant flashes of her wit, which broke likesunbeams through the mist of dreams. Shewas very fair to look upon. No one now pitiedher for the glorious crown of red-gold hair,which set off the rose and ivory of her match-less complexion; every one recognized and ac-knowledged in her, stately Julia, queen of all. Once, while on a visit to Boston, Julia heardthe wonderful story of Laura Bridgman, who hadjust been led out of darkness into the light of lifeand joy by a certain Dr. Howe, a man of whompeople spoke as a modern paladin of romance,a Roland or Bayard. She saw him, and felt atonce that he was the most remarkable man shehad ever known. He, on his part, saw a youth-ful prophetess, radiant and inspired, crownedwith golden hair. Acquaintance ripened intofriendship, friendship into love; and so it hap-pened that, in the year 1843, Samuel G. Howeand Julia Ward were married. The next chap-ter shall tell you of Julia Ward Howe as we, herchildren, have known her. (To be continued.) 549. oStvsJijp LAUGH A LITTLE BIT. By L Edmund V. Cooke. Here s a motto, just your fit: Laugh a little bit. When you think you re trouble-hit7 Laugh a little bit. Look Misfortune in the face, Brave the beldams rude grimace; Ten to one t will yield its place If you have the grit and wit Just to laugh a little bit. Keep your face with sunshine lit; — Laugh a little bit. Gloomy shadows off will flitIf you have the wit and gritJust to laugh a little bit. Cherish this as sacred writ: Laugh a little it with you, sample it; — Laugh a little ills will sure betide you,Fortune may not sit beside you,Men may mock and Fame deride you 11 mind them not a whitIf you laugh a little bit.


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