Christian Herald und Zeichen unserer Zeit. Unsinn.Großvater hatte nie viel Bewunderung für neuverfangte Vorstellungen. Ich saß auf dem Tisch eines meiner Gemeindemitglieder in einer ehemaligen Gemeinde; ein gealterter Mann wasat, und der Sohn hatte den Vorsitz, und der Vater hatte den Sohn abrupt ad-dressed und sagte: Mein Sohn, donnow versuchen zu zeigen, weil der Ministerio hier ist! Ihr Vater mochte nie neue Bräuche oder Sitten; er bevorzugte die alte Art, Dinge zu tun, und er sah so glücklich aus, als wenn er mit geschlossenen Zischaugen in den Sessel in der Ecke saß. Von der zerknitterten Brühe bis zur Spitze der Hausschuhe,

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Christian herald and signs of our times . nonsense.Grandfather never had much admirationfor new-fangled notions. I sat at thetable of one of my parishioners in aformer congregation; an aged man wasat the table, and the son was presiding, and the father somewhat abruptly ad-dressed the son and said : My son, dontnow try to show off because the ministeris here ! Your father never liked anynew customs or manners; he preferredthe old way of doing things, and he nev-er looked so happy as when, with hiseyes closed, he sat in the armchair inthe corner. From the wrinkled brow tothe tip of the slippers, what placidity !The wave of the past years of his lifebroke at the foot of that chair. Perhaps, sometimes he was a little impatient, andsometimes told the same story twice ;but over that old chair how many blessedmemories hover! I hope you did notcrowd that old chair, and that it did notget very much in the way. Sometimesthe old mans chair gets very much inthe way, especially if he has been so un-wise as to make over all his property to. DAVIDS EMPTY CHAIR. his children, with the understandingthat they are to take care of him. I haveseen in such cases children crowd theold mans chair to the door, and thencrowd it clear into the street, and thencrowd it into the poor-house, and keepon crowding it until the old man fell outof it into his grave. But your fathers chair was a sacredplace. The children used to climb upon the rungs of it for a good-night kiss, and the longer he stayed the better youliked it. But that chair has been vacantnow for some time. The furniture deal-er would not give you fifty cents for it, but it is a throne of influence in your do- mestic circle. I saw in the French pal-ace, and in the throne room, the chair thatNapoleon used to occupy. It was abeautiful chair, but the most significantpart of it was the letter N embroideredinto the back of the chair in purple andgold. And your fathers old chair sits in thethrone room ot your heart, and your affec-tions have e

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