The unseemly object; and, with ready hand
The bell was rung by the old servitor;
And as they parted, each to his own home,
With mild and gentle tone, the pastor said,
“Do not forget, my good old friend, tonight,
“Ere you lie down upon your peaceful bed,
“To offer to our God, the prayer of faith,
“That He would turn the erring mind from sin.”
The morn arose, and the dark clouds dispersed,
Before the fresh and health inspiring gale,