Part 65 (1/2)

897

Filling a house with bargains is apt to keep a couple fro the house in which they place the's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near ho, and look brighter e come

--_Byron_

899

My house, h thou art small, Thou art to me a palace

900

TRUE NATURE OF HOME

This is the true nature of home--it is the place of Peace; the shelter not only from all injury, but from all terror, doubt and division In so far as it is not this, it is not home; so far as the anxieties of the outer life penetrate into itit ceases to be home; it is then only a part of that outer world which you have roofed over and lighted fire in

--_John Ruskin_

901

THE WANDERER'S RETURN

He seeks the tranquil scenes of early days, Leaving the dazzling haunts of vain aaze And hear a warh still inhath he striven with care, want, and danger; Their iron grasp has wrought the work of Tier

He meets with one who knew him when a boy: How oft, beneath yon trees, in summer weather, They sat, and pictured scenes of future joy, When they should tread the far-off world together!

They stand upon the old fa vanished nizes not His blithe companion in the for youth His footsteps had upheld with patient guiding; Wise in his counsel, steadfast in his truth, Pro

Hath he, indeed, discarded from his mind The object of his care and adlance behind; The wanderer fails to e live indeed with none?

Have all expelled him from their recollection?

Lo! a sweet lady co affection

He views her--she has lost the airy grace Andcharm pervades her face, In the calh others pass hi his former features to discover, Will not her faithful heart instruct her eye To recognize her dear, her long-lost lover?

Oh! in that grief-worn allant youth frons To the poor sufferer, chilled and broken-hearted;

Who feels as though condee, a sad, a separate existence, Gazing awhile on those he loves on earth, But to behold the in the distance

Lo! a pale entle sadness;-- Fondly she clasps hiladness!