BEAUTIFUL ALLEGORY.
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| Night kissed the young rose, and 1t bent
softly to sleep. Angel stars shrined in pure


dew drops, hung upon Its blushing bosom,
and watched its sweet slumbers. Morning
came with her dancing breezcs and they
whispered to the young rose, and it awekc
joyous and smiling. Lightly it danced to
and fro, in all the loveliness of health and
youthful innocence.


Then came the ardent Sun God, sweep
ing from the East, and he smote the young
rose with his golden shaft, and it tainted.
Deserted and almost he art -br oken, it drop
ped to the dust to the dust in its loneliness
and despair.


Now, the gentle breeze-whc had been
gamboling over the sea, pushing on the
light bark, sweeping over hill and dale-by
the neat cottage and the still brook-turn-
ing the old mill, tanning the fevered brow
of disease, and tossing the curl Of innocent
childhood-came tripping along on her er-
rands of mercy and love; when she saw the
young rose. she hastened to kiss it, and
fondly batted its forehead in cool, refresh
ing showers, and the young rose revived
looked sp and smiled, and flungiout its rud-
dy arms as if in gratitude to embrace the
kind breeze, but she hurried quickly away;
her generous task was performed, yet not
without reward, for she soon perceived that
delicious fragrance had been poured upon
her wings by the grateful rose; and the
kind breeze was glad in her heart, and went
away singing through the trees.


Thus, true charity, like the breeze which
gathers a fragrance from the humblest
flower it refreshes, unconsciously reaps a
reward in the performance of its offices, of
kindness and love, which steals through
the heart like rich perfume, to bless and
to cheer