The Free Man's Press. (Austin, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 6, Ed. 1 Saturday, August 22, 1868 Page: 4 of 4
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MAN'S PRBSS.
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bMt within me qiiw,
the flame doth blow,
all sty b*Mt in Mifwkh shivers,
i —111 tii at the fiery glow;
I whisper, "A* God will.*
Amj in |fi* hhttint fln hold still.
oomee end leys ay heert ell beet ad,
Oft thehardanvil.mindedeo
fete Hie own fair shape to beet it,
With the |l—t hammer, blow en blow;
jet I whisper "As God will;"
Aad at Bit heavieet blows hold still.
> my softened heert and heals it,
iscks fly off at every blow,
lit ^er and o'er end beets it,
Is it oool and teakasit flow;
And yot Iwhispe^44 As Ood wflL"
And in Hie mighty hande hold still.
• • • "
Whyehonld I nvsnoit ft>r the sorrow^-
Thue only longer lived would be;
Us end may come, and will to-morrow,
When God has done his work In me;
ta I say, trusting "As God wilLw
And mating to the end^hold stilL
He frhirtlrt for my profit purely;
Aflietion'e glowing fiery brand,
And all his hearieet blow# are surely
laflfctedby a meeter hand;
It I eny, praying,44As God will."
And hope in ^mi and suffer stills
How To Bo Happy.
If you want to be happy, ae© to it, that
you heve Christ as yoaf friend.
Aak Him to go with you during the
day. Ask Hun to bless all your work.
Ask Him to guide yon in all your eff-
orts to do right, and keep yon from all
Ismptation. Beside this keep your
thoughts fixed on him when troubled,
tad grief comes orer yon; remember
how he toiled as a carpenter for years-
Think upon his rejection by his own
people, hy his own apostles; think how
poor, Christ allowed hiin himself to be;
hi n ho went hungry and cold; How he
efcfiered in agony for your sins. Think
Of hie bufferings. The cruel nails which
' catered; his4 handr; and the crucifixion;
and think that all these things were suff-
eved because Christ wanted you to
become his child; because he wanted
yoa to bo saved eternally; and then
remember the promise 44LoI sm with you
wen unto the end of the world," Chrst
with yon, is hsppiness.
One men thinks he best worships God
• hy some particular form, or ceremony.
Another man is sure that a certsin set
which he does, is pleasing to God; some
persons wear clothes of a queer shape or
* color, and think that is the proper way
•again the favor of God. But Christ
mid •'Whosoever shall give a cup of cold
water in my name, shall in no wise lose
hie reward." This explsins what God
wants of His children; He desires them
It have a loving, sincere heert, and to do
gofiliohis brother msn. Whoever hss
done this—given his heart to God, and
performed good acts in the nsme of the
I/wrf, need not think sbout the farms of
dress* or speech, or anything worldly.
14 the heart ia right with God, the
fbime are of no consequence.
Heaven*
A living divine smys: "When I was a
boy, I thought of heaven as a great shin-
ing city, with vast walls, and domes and
| spires and nobody in-it except white an-
gels, who were strangers to mo. By and
by my little .brother died, and I thought
I of a great city, with waits, and domes,
and spires, snd a flock of cold, unknown
sngels, and on*- li'tlefe • !,w that I w.»s ac-
quainted with. Then * other brother
died, and there were two I* knew. Then
my acquaintances began to die; and the
flock continually grew. But it was not
till I had sent one of my little children to
i his grandparents — Go«l— tli«t 1 began t«»
think I hud got a little in myself A
second went, a third went a fourth went;
and by that time I had so many acquain
| fances in heaven thai I did not see any
more walls, and domes, and»spires. I
began to think of the residents of the
| celestial city. And now there have so
many of my acquaintances gone there
that it seems to me that I know more in
heaven than 1 do on earth."
Little by Little
"Only one stitch at a time, Martha,
said her mother; <4one Htitch at a time,
without leaving off, and your task will
be done, for it is not a long one. Remem-
ber, it was by one step at a time that
you learned to walk; by one letter at a
time that you learned to read; by one
stroke st a time that you learned to write.''
"One stitch at a time' one step at a
time, one letter at ;«time, one stroke at a
time! O, mother* I never thought of that!"
said Martha. "And it is by one stone at
a time that the men bnild the wall, snd
by one weed at a time the boy weeds the
garden." And her little fingers passed
nimbly over the ruffle she was hemming,
aud in a little while the work was done.
Two little girls were sent into the gar
den by their mother to pick straw berrie®.
One kept fretting and leaving off to
look into the field where children were
playing whom she wished to join. The
other kept on picking and before her sis-
ter's basket was half full hers was heap-
ed up with ripe, red berries.
One berry at a time, without leaving
off, and she was ready to carry her well-
filled basket into the house, receive her
mother's smile, and join the othor chil-
dren st their play; while her sister not
only lost her play-time, but made her-
self unhsppy by her idleness and discon-
tent.
It is by carrying one straw at a time
that th* bird builds her nest; by one tiny
drop of hon«»y at a time the bee fills her
hive; by one grain at a time tho ants
build their houses. L«et us think of
this, and lay up in our hetrts the lesson
it teaches.—Child's Paper.
a Tau* stont of
bright afternoon lest summer two little
boys of my acquaintance started forth for
a ramble in the green fields. They
amused themselves for a' time with a
nice new chain which had been gi*en to
one of the hoys, not long before, by his
father. But alter* while their attention
was attracted in other ways; the ripe, red
berries, the nimble squirrels, the gay but-
terflies. all its turn absorbed their little
minds, and the new chain was left for-
gotten upon the ground. At length both
Freddy and Weston became tired of play-
ing, and began to think about home,
mother, and supper, and tney remember-
ed the chain,. aUio and began to wonder
where they could have dropped lL
Thty looked about eagerly for a while,
but the chain was now^here to be found.
Finally said little Weston, " Let's pray,
Freddy, and perhaps that «will help us
to find the chain." So these little boys
kneeled down and repeated the Lord's
Prayer, word for word, with the rather
indistinct assursnce that by so doiug they
should obtain help from above.
They rose from their knees, and be-
gsn to search more diligently, but all to
no purpose. They began to feel about
discouraged, when little Freddy, who
had kept up a constant thinking, said;
" Look here Weston, thai wasn't the way
to pray; we must pray for what we want;
if we want God to help us find the chain
we must ask Him to." So tbey both
kneeled down once more, and their little
trusting hearts went up to God in a sim-
ple, earnest prayer that He would help
them to find their missing tressure.
And then they again commenced their
search. They had gone but a short dis-
tance when the lost plsything wss seen
shining brightly in the green grass.
They seized it eagerly, and ran home
as fast as their little feet would carry
them, to relate to their mother the story
of the sfternoon's adventure—the lost
chain, the prayei, snd its speedy answer.
May not children of a larger growth
learn a lesson of simple faith from these
little boys, and pray for what they want,
remembering tne promise, "Ask, and ye
shall receive?"—Children's Friend.
When sons decline,
And wandering miets
When nighte no heavenly
Then brighteet shinee the i
When the brown brooks,with]
Watch summers die, end
When stetely golden
What cheer ie in that light efhtmel
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"I,* OKvr A Nail."—Living quite
retired from the scenes of public and
active life, as I was driving up a nail the
0$ier day 1 thought to mysclfc all I want
•f that nail is to be still and hold on. I
' should be much disatisfied with that nail
H Id the wish to be usefnl, it shonld leave
tie place snd go bustling ovsr the honse»
interfering with the comfort and endan-
gering the eafety of the household. Then
' jtMoght them were some hnman nails,
and t concluded I waaone ; so hers 1 am,
waiting to held whatever may be hong
upon we, that's sit.
A skeptical young collegian confronted
an old Quaker with the statement thst he
did not believe in the Bible. Said the
Quaker:
"Does thee believe in Fratice?"
"Yes, for though I have not seen it, I
have seen others thst have; besides,
there is plenty of corroborative proof that
such a country does exist."
"Then thee will not believe any thing
thee or others has not seen."
"No, to be sure I wont."
"Did thee ever see thy own brains?"
"No."
"Ever see any body that did?"
"No."
"Does thee believe that thee has any?"
A Child's Question.
One Sabbath evening the father of two
ittle ch ldren had placed one of them on
each knee, to ask them what they had
heard in the infant-school that day. He
was not a professor of religion, although
he had a pious wife. The little children
began to tell him, in their own wsy, of the
beautiful home in heaven that Jesus had
left because of his love to men. Look-
ing full in her father's face, the little girl
said,44 Jesus must have loved us very
An old soldier who hss lost an arm
I ssys: "I am waiting to see it the people
I of this country are a going to elect Hor-
| alio Seymour, and if they do I will swear
' that I lost my arm in s threshing machiue,
I an I not in defence of my country.
much to do that ; don't you love Him for
it* father ?" TroV then went on describing
L trtals and sufferings of the Saviour,
and she again asked the question, "Don't
you love Him for that, father I " snd when
they spoke of his death on the cross, the
little one asked the third time, "Now,
don't you love Him, father ?" The father
had to put the children down, and go
out of the room to hide his emotion. He
confessed to the speaker afterwards that
he felt worse under the artless question-
ing of his little children than he ever
felt under the most powerful preaching
in his life He soon afterwards united
with the Church of God. Does father
love Jesus? Can you ask him ? Do you
pray for him?
Do you show by your life thst you love
the Saviour?
If we would have powerful minds, we
must think; if we would have faithful
hearts, we must love; if we would have
strong muscles , we must labor These
include a\l that is vsluable in life.
When
And chille the wavelet'e
When in the world'® cold grasp _
How "bleat is then that eter efhems.
For Soalda and Burns-
What every mother ought fto nntaks.
The best, snd most insiantaneo*^ sad
most accessible remedy in the woitfi is
to thrust the injured part in cold watn,
send for a physician, and while fca b
coming, cover the part an inch or mom
deep with common flour. The waiar
gives instantaneous relief by exdu4in|
the oxygen of the sir; the flour doss th
same thing, but is preferable, becsuaah
can be kept more continuously applied
with less inconven ience than by ksaffef
the parts tinder the water. At they pt
well the flour scales off, or is easily aoi*
teried and removed. If the injury ia a$
all severe the patient shonld livs asialy
on tea and toast, or gruels, snd kaapths
bowels acting freely every dsy by estisf
raw apples, stewed fruits, snd the lilt.
No bettor or more certain cure tor
scalds and burns has ever been pnpnd.
—Journal of Health.
Orange Snow Balls—Wssh wall a
pou nd of Csvokns rice, put it in plsatysf
water, aud boil it rather quickly fer tea
minutes, drain aad let it coo!. Pais iter
er five small oranges, and clssr from tfeaoi
entirely the thick white inner skia, aprad
the rice in as many equal porttoat st
there are oranges upon soms pudding or
dumpliug cloths, tie the fruit separately
in these, sud boil the snow balls for so
hour and a lislf. Turn them caietelly'
on a dish, and strew plenty ef sifted so-
ger on them.
How To Make Tomato Krtafear-
Boil one bushel of tometoss until thty m
soft; then squeese them thioagh a iat vlii
eieve; end edd helf e gellon of rinsgsr, w
one half ounces of salt; two ounete of slorw;«e»
quarter of a pound of allspice; thrss
Cayenne pepper; three teblespoonfclsOl»*«
pepper; five heedeof gerlic; mix, ead
hoursT while boiling, teke off the
it into bottles without straining, snd sw» »
cool place; and you will have ss nicsuna*p
se yon ever ete.
A friend of ours has two beyi,
respectively six and eight yeafaTVI
younger was partaking pretty laiiflf*|
the good things of his life at the
table, immediately on their retefi
Sabbath School last Sunday. T*1
| after eyeing his brother for semi
said; " Charles, if you were to eat
more, snd it should kill you, ystl
weigh so much that the little
could not carry you to heaven. ^
six-years old hesitated for
then looking up, rephe^WeW»
could,nt do it alone, God would
Sampson down to help them.
The New York Express my*
ty of Southern delegates to the Con**
in company with detective* _
slums of the city Mondsy mgW-
saw enough of the mysteries and I
of the metropolis to satisfy tbeir
ty, until the meeting 6f snotbsr
tion, at lesst." They slsossw
the Democratic msjonties come
The Boston Traveler*ays:
dest son of one of our .
Hirer*, whose father h«s ®
splendid residences in Ihis ciiy.^
into one of the fsctories in ^
en operator, falling right into ^ ^
ing duty and working 88 f'
■hem, to obtain a perfect prW
ed~e of the business in allr
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