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COMMON JOYS.

THE STRANGE CLAIMANT; OR,…

MINIE, THE MISER'S DAUGHTER.

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LADIES' COLUMN.

USEFUL HINTS.I

THE OLD SEXTON.

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THE OLD SEXTON. 'Twas nigh the hour of evening prayer, The sexton climbed the turret stair Wearily, being very old The wind of spring blew fresh and cold, Wakening there solian thrills, And carrying fragrance from the hills. From a carven cleft he leaned, Eyeing the landscape newly greened The large sun, slowly moving down, Flushed the chimneys of the town: The same where he was first alive, Eighty years ago and five. Babe he sees himself, and boy Youth, astir with hope and joy; Wife and wedded love he sees; Children's children round his kneee; Friends departing one by one; The churchyard in the setting sun. He seats him in a stony niche The bell-rope sways within his reach High in the rafters of the roof The metal warder hangs aloof; All the townsfolk wait to hear That voice they know this many a year. It is past the ringing hour; There is silence in the tower, Save that on a pinnacle A robin sits, and sings full well. Hush! at length for prayer they toll; God receive the parted soul!

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