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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jan 14, 1886

Home, Sweet Home.

WHERE? Where the dear old mother runs from her arm-chair with a smile to greet you. Where the true-hearted father clasps you in a warm, hearty grasp. Where the bright faces that cluster around you are full of happy remembrances, and every heart throbs in unison with your life and labor. Where, when the bustle and hurry and strife of living are over, the weary hands and aching heart can lie down awhile, lie down and wait a little and look into the far-off celestial city, just beyond the billows that touch our feet. God pity the poor wanderer who can never know the joy of this earthly resting-place. This little glimpse of Heaven, to the heart so long a stranger to the tender accents which fall from loving lips, or the gentle touch of father's, mother's, or sister's hand with the warmest solicitude, smooths our way into the valley of the shadow of death. Poor stranger, who, in far-off lands, amid sickness, poverty, and want can only dream of the home he may never reach!—Pretzel's Weekly.