Sdcredness of Tedrs-There is a sacrednes
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Sdcreelness of Iears.-There is sacredness in tears. They are not the marks of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues They are the messengers of o- overwhelming grief, of deep contrtion, oi unspeak' able love. If there were wanting any argument to prove that man is not mortal, would look for It in the strong, convulsive emotion ot the breast when the fountains of feeling are rising, and when tears are gushing forth in crystal streams. Q, speak not harshly of the stricken one-weep'ng in silence Break not the deep solemnity by rude laughter, or intrusive footsteps. Despise not wo- mans tears-they are what make her an aneel.-- Scoff not if the stern heart of manhood is some times melted to tears of sympathy-they are what help to elevate him above the brute. l love to see tears of affection They are painful tokens. but still most holy There is pleasure in tears-an awful pleasure! If there were none on earth to shed tear for me, should be 10th to live; and if no one might weep over my grave, could never die in peace.-Lr. Johnson.