Good Thoughts. THREE YOUNG FISHERS.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 4, Issue 1049, 15 April 1882, Page 2 (Supplement)

Good Thoughts.

THREE YOUNG FISHERS.

i Sin has many tools, but a lie is the hawtte that fits them all.

! Be sure that God ne'or dooms to. waste the strength He deigns impart.

i And God is good. Lot this suffice us still, : Resting in child .like trust upon His will, : Who moves to His great onds undaunted by

I the ill. ! Misfortune is porhaps the organisation of fortune; a fluid diamond which congeals to crystal; a diseaso of longing which becomos a pearl. ' .' ■' ■ Let us rofloct that the highest path is pointed out to us by the pure ideal of those who look up. to us; and who, if wo tread less loftily, may never look so high ! Our lives aro albums written through .j , With good or ill,'with false or true; I -And as tho blessed angels turn j : The pages of our years, i God grant they road the good with smiles, j And blot tho bad with tears.

i A legend which M.de Maistre groatly admired represents, on the one hand, the.arrival boforo tlto throne of God of the penitent souls whom His pity.adtnits into tho Etornal City; and on the other, Satan reproaching God with His Injustice :-"Thcso souls have offimded a thousand times and I only once." " Hast thou ovor asked for pardon!'.'' replies the Eternal. ■

Three fishers wont cautiously out Hid back door, In the morning, g'oam, while their mothers '■, slept; Each thought of his school-room deserted once | moro; : And the pious hoys jcored them as downwards ; they crept; : ■■' But boys will fish ! Whilo mothers arosnu,'; • For fish-hooks are plenty And worms are a drug, And the pond is full of gudgeon, Three mothers rose up in thoir righteous wrath, As soon as they found that their offspring were gono; Each sought for her slippors and followed the path, Where the dear ones had vanished at early dawn;

; But boys will "hook;" . But mothers are. stom; And in smiles they wont forth,' But in tears they return, Though the pond is Full of gudgeon. ' Three urchins lay suppcrless down in thoir beds. And they sighed, when their mothers had loft thorn alono; For their rods had been broken across their heads, ■' ' ' ■ And their fishes beon eaten up all but tlib bono. ■ For boys will fish, ' But mothers must" lick," ■■' ■ And tho fellow that stands: • It the best is a brick* . And is apt to got most of tho gudgeon,

Killing comes natural: half tho places in Ireland begin with "Kill." There is Killboy (for all Irishmen arc called boys),-and, what is more unmanly,'there is Klllbridoj Killbarron, after tho. landlords; Killbarrack, after the English soldiers; Kilk'iow, for the navy; Killbriton, for the English proprietors_; Killcool, for;deliberate murder; and Ktllraore if that ain't enough.