Though with pictures hung and gilded,
Home is where affection calls,
Filled with charms the heart hath builded.

Home! Go watch the faithful dove
Sailing 'neath the heavens above us,
Home is where there's one to love,
Home is where there's one to love us."

We believe the five sweetest words in the English language to the
largest number of persons--words which carry with them intrinsic
meaning and blessing are these: "Jesus," "Mother," "Music," "Heaven,"
"Home." "Twenty thousand people gathered in the old Castle Garden,
New York, to hear Jennie Lind sing. After singing some of the old
masters, she began to pour forth 'Home, Sweet Home.' The audience
could not stand it. An uproar of applause stopped the music. Tears
gushed from thousands like rain. The word 'home' touched the fiber
of every soul in that immense throng." In an early spring day, when
the warm sun began to invite one to bask in his rays, my wife, delicate
in health, lay drowsing on some boards near the house. The large
garden spot spread out to the rear of her; a beautiful grassy lawn
carpeted round a deserted house, granary, and shop-building in front of
her. She was living over her girlhood days. She thought she was in the
old home orchard, where she used to doze, dream, and play. The songs
of the birds seemed the same; the same gentle breezes played with her
hair; the same passers-by jogged along the roadside; the same family
horse nibbled the tender grass in the barnyard. How sad, and yet how
sweet are the memories of early days! The tender associations of home
never leave one, however roughly the coarse hand of time would tear
them away. It is because home means love that its associations and