THE GOLDEN SIDE.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XX, Issue 27, 22 April 1892, Page 18

THE GOLDEN SIDE.

There is many a rest in the road of lift, If we only stop to take it ; And many a tone from tbe better land, If the querulous heart would make it. To the soul that is full of hope, And whose beautiful trust ne'er failetb, The grass is green and the Sowers are bright, Though the winter's storm prevaileth. Better to hope, though the clouds haog low, And to keep the eyes still lifted ; For the sweet blue sky will soon peep through, When the ominous clouds are rifted. There was never a night without a day, Or an evening without a morning ; And the darkest hour, as the proverb goes Is the hour before the dawning. There is many a gem in the path of life, Which we pass in our idle pleasure, That is richer far than the jewelled crown, Or the miser's hoarded treasure ; It may be the love of a little child, Or a mother's prayer to Heaven, Or only a beggar's grateful thanks For a cup of water given. Better to weave in the web of life A bright and golden filling, And to do God's will with a cheerful heart, And hands that are ready and willing ; Than to snap the delicate, minute thread Of our curious lives asunder, And then blame Heaven for the tangled ends, And sit and grieve and wonder. _ _ — __ — tmmm^^^__ — Exchange.

Among the probable Liberal candidates mentioned for the Kirkcaldy Burgba is Mr H. D. Macfarlane. Mr Macfarlane is a man of much more than ordinary capacity, and would be an excellent representative of the constituency, F