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 Bend close to me, Mother dear, For nav breath is failing fast. But now III try and teli you, or that bitter day and last = When took your white and slender hand Aud gazed in your iengaid eye, And feared ere l could come with food, You there alone, might die! When bent me down to the cold, damp floor. To hear yoeE blessing given. And thought when next heard that tone. 'Twould be in the iar-bright Heaven. O. wild and cold the fierce winds blew Fast fell the chilling snow. As slowly paced the crowded stEeets, JIncertain where 10 20 = It was not of myself thought Of ,uy thin and tattrrei dress. Or shoeIess feet--but to find for you. Some hand. to cheer and bless = But oh 'twas vain, and then prayed For Faith to the lore heart given. And stove to think our Father, God. Would bless us yet. from Heaven! And went to a house that a palace seemed For its top almost reached the sky. And 1 thought them kind. for music sweet With rich gladness came floating by. But there was scorn on the lady s lips And dispieasute on her brow. When 1 told her, y.u. my Mother kind. For t9Od. was dylHg now And she coidly said. s'I must find the house Where food to the poor was given,- And turned away, but knew no place To look for aid, but Heaven Just then. a carriage rich and gay Stopped closely by my side. And gentleman, with splendog dressed, Stepped forth in pomp and pride ;- And told hIm you were dying then,- But thrilled at his reply, For he said '' 'txould be good thing for earth, If some of tae poor scovld dis - O! could not have taken one silver mite Had thousand crowns been given. But thought As had his treasure here. But we'd have ours in Heaven. Then entered a- store. where men and boys We're passing with hurried tread, And my faint heart lesped. for there. 1 thought, l might work 'till earned some bread ;- So asked the merchant, wl.o smiling cane, If he would be our friend That long and very hard I'd work, II he aid to you would send; But he laughing said, " 'twoud be long. he hoped, Ere for friends. to the poor, he was drisen,'- And quickly passed, but Oh. krew We had one friend ia Heayen On. on went thro' the dIifiing SLOW, But Faith and Hope were past; And O wepfin bitterness, For the night had gathered fast, 4 nd then met that Angel gin, The first of all that day That not turned with geers and scorn. From my prayer for aid. away. How eagerly srasped the mite Her trembling hand had given For knew tho but food, it would give as Acre. 'Twouid be gems foI Ter i's Heavea, With lightning speed homeward flew. Tho how cannot teli--- But know saw you grasp the bread. Ere cold and fainiing fell ,- And then it seemed lake sweet bright dream. And heard your voice, low tone Come gladly by, as in tine days When wealth around us sbone. And the lady kind seemed lowering there. And wings to us all were given, And We noi poor, and had no care, For thought we were in Heaven. Bat I've walked, and the earth Is green, And heal the streamlet's flow. But shall be in the eioadless home, "A hen the summer bTeezes biow;-- But happy home you have again, By that Angel of mercy sent, To whota God will restore as priceless gems, The gifts 10 his poor thas lent, And I'll pray that they who have wronged us here, Ia blindness.--uay be fosgiyen,-- And I'll smile forever along your path IilI We meet to rest, in HeAyer. AMIE

 Portland. May, fs47.