Who grew in beauty side by side.


And flied one home with glee''--
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the brother, a thought-worn man, with the frost
marks OF time on the dark locks of his boyhood
greeting the sister, no longer the sweet girl
who smiled through her tears at their parting
long before, but sadly. sober mother, with the
ANXIOUS and care.worn look of maternity-and
both seeking anew the blessing of their father,
leaning on nis staff, and of their mother, whose
dim eyes can scarcely discern her children, yet
whose he1Yt is still mcther's-all this is we'll
naY, it is beautiful aud holy. For this we well
come the old Festival. 1t is one of the bright
tints in the somewhat loo gioon,y picture Of Pu-
ritan llfe-e CLEAN of natural sunshine stream
ing through " darkness which may be felt"


[J G. Whittier.