244
The Little Brothers, 247
Mr. D. F. Robinson, 249
Mr. Samuel Tudor, 251
Henry Howard Comstock, 254
Rev. Dr. David Smith, 256
Miss Emily B. Parish, 258
Harriet Allen Ely, 260
Miss Catharine Ball, 261
Mrs. Morris Collins, 263
Mrs. Margaret Walbridge, 265
The Brothers Buell, 267
Mr. Phillip Ripley, 269
Richard Ely Collins, 271
Miss Elizabeth Brinley, 273
Mr. John A. Taintor, 275

THE MAN OF UZ.

A JOYOUS FESTIVAL.--
The gathering back
Of scattered flowrets to the household wreath.
Brothers and sisters from their sever'd homes
Meeting with ardent smile, to renovate
The love that sprang from cradle memories
And childhood's sports, and whose perennial stream
Still threw fresh crystals o'er the sands of life.
--Each bore some treasured picture of the past,
Some graphic incident, by mellowing time
Made beautiful, while ever and anon,
Timbrel and harp broke forth, each pause between.
Banquet and wine-cup, and the dance, gave speed
To youthful spirits, and prolong'd the joy.

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The patriarch father, with a chasten'd heart
Partook his children's mirth, having God's fear
Ever before him. Earnestly he brought
His offerings and his prayers for every one
Of that beloved group, lest in the swell
And surging superflux of happiness
They might forget the Hand from whence it came,
Perchance, displease the Almighty.
Many a care
Had he that wealth creates. Not such as lurks
In heaps metallic, which the rust corrodes,
But wealth that fructifies within the earth
Whence cometh bread, or o'er its surface roves
In peaceful forms of quadrupedal life
That thronging round the world's first father came
To take their names, 'mid Eden's tranquil shades,
Ere sin was born.
Obedient to the yoke,
Five hundred oxen turn'd the furrow'd glebe
Where agriculture hides his buried seed
Waiting the harvest hope, whi