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These 4 Things Happen Before A Heart Attack
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Fri Aug 26 17:17:54 2016
Date: Fri, 26 Aug 2016 17:07:46 -0400
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<p>These 4 Things Happen Before A Heart Attack<br /> Grandmother sits in=
her easy chair Softly humming some old-time air; And as she sings, her nee=
dles keep pace With the smiles that flit o' er her wrinkled face; While the=
fire-light flickers, and fades away, And comes again like the breaking day=
From morning till evening she knits and sings, While ever the pendulum ti=
reless swings The moments around, with its tick and stroke, Nor hastes for =
the festal, nor lags for the yoke. And grandmother never repines at her fat=
e Of being the last at the " Crystal Gate." Husband, and daughter=
s, and sons all there, Wearing the " crown and the garments fair"=
Singing the songs that will never tire, And swelling the chorus of heaven'=
s choir; But patiently, hopefully, bides the time That shall bring her at =
last to a fairer clime. Grandmother' s chair will be vacant soon, For the r=
ays of life slant far past noon; But yonder in heaven she' ll sing again, J=
oining the evermore glad refrain, Wearing the " crown" and the &q=
uot; garments fair," While we mournfully stand by her vacant chair. HO=
W GRANDMA SURPRISED ELSIE. Elsie Dean was four years old when she was invit=
ed to her first party. It was Dollie Blossom' s fifth birthday, and Dollie'=
s mamma had arranged for a little party in honor of the event. Of course E=
lsie' s mamma was perfectly willing she should go to the party, for the Blo=
ssoms were very nice people, and Mrs. Dean was always glad for an occasion =
of enjoyment for her little daughter. But alas, on the day before the party=
was to occur, Elsie went to a picnic, and was so unfortunate as to tear he=
r dress--the only one she had which her mamma thought was suitable for her =
to wear to the party. " I am afraid you cannot go to the party, my dea=
r, for now you have nothing fit to wear," said Mrs. Dean to Elsie. The=
little girl' s eyes filled with tears, and her Grandmamma seemed to feel a=
lmost as bad about it as Elsie. But she did not wish to make the little gir=
l feel any worse over her disappointment, so she made light of it and told =
her that there would probably be another birthday party soon, and by that t=
ime she would surely have a suitable dress to wear. Elsie was finally comfo=
rted, and went to bed in good spirits after kissing mamma and grandmamma go=
od night. What was Elsie' s surprise next morning, to find that her picnic =
dress had been mended " good as new." She did not need to ask who=
did it, for she felt certain that it was grandmamma' s work, and so it pro=
ved. Grandmamma remembered that she herself was a little girl once, and tha=
t blessed memory brought her into close sympathy with the grief and joy of =
her little granddaughter. And so Elsie, thanks to her grandmamma' s tact an=
d tenderness, went to Dolly Blossom' s birthday party. [Illustration: GRAND=
MAMMA WONDERS IF SHE CAN' T MEND IT.] GOING TO BED. The evening is coming, =
The Sun sinks to rest; The rooks are all flying Straight home to their nest=
" Caw!" says the rook, as he flies overhead: It' s time little =
people were going to bed! The flowers are closing, The daisy' s asleep; The=
primrose is buried In slumber so deep. Shut up for the night is the pimper=
nel red: It' s time little people were going to bed! The butterfly, drowsy,=
Has folded its wing; The bees are returning, No more the birds sing. Their=
labor is over, their nestlings are fed: It' s time little people were goin=
g to bed! Here comes the pony, His work is all done; Down through the meado=
w He takes a good run; Up goes his heels, and down goes his head: It' s tim=
e little people were going to bed! Good-night, little people, Good-night an=
d good-night; Sweet dreams to your eyelids, Till dawning of light; The even=
ing has come, there' s no more to be said: It' s time little people were go=
ing to bed! T. HOOD. [Illustration: GOING TO BED.] THE CAT AND THE PARROT. =
A lady who lived in New York City owned a pet parrot and a large house cat.=
The parrot was just as full of mischief as could be. One day the cat and p=
arrot had a quarrel. I think the cat had upset Polly' s food, or something =
of that kind. However, they seemed all right again. An hour or so after Pol=
ly was on her stand, she called out in a tone of extreme affection, " =
Pussy! Pussy! come here, Pussy." Pussy went and looked up innocently e=
nough; Polly with her beak seized her tin of food and tipped its contents a=
ll over the cat, and then chuckled as poor Puss ran away half frightened to=
death. BABY. Who is it coos just like a dove? Who is it that we dearly lov=
e-- The brightest blessing from above? Our baby. While silent watch the ang=
els keep, Who smiles so sweetly in his sleep, And oft displays his dimples =
deep. Our baby. [Illustration: POLLY PLAYING OFF A TRICK ON PUSS.] THE CAPT=
AIN' S DAUGHTER. We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sle=
ep,-- It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. ' Tis a f=
earful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattli=
ng trumpet Thunder, " Cut away the mast!" So we shuddered there i=
n silence,-- For the stoutest held his breath, While the hungry sea was roa=
ring, And the breakers talked with Death. And as thus we sat in darkness, E=
ach one busy with his prayers, " We are lost!" the Captain shoute=
d, As he staggered down the stairs. But his little daughter whispered, As s=
he took his icy hand, " Isn' t God upon the ocean, Just the same as on=
the land?" Then we kissed the little maiden, And we spoke in better c=
heer, And we anchored safe in harbor When the morn was smiling clear. J. T.=
FIELDS [Illustration: SHIPWRECK ON THE AUCKLAND ISLANDS.] FUN FOR THE KITT=
ENS. Our cat she had five little ones, As every person knew; Their names we=
re " Flossie," " Snowball," " Smut," With &qu=
ot; Kit," and little " Mew." One day on foraging intent, She=
leaped upon a cage, But after sniffing round a while Vexed thoughts her mi=
nd engage. " How very sad it is," thought she, " That every =
single linnet Has been removed before we came! The cage has nothing in it! =
" However, I have dined to-day, So now for quiet rest; My children, yo=
u may go and play, For frolic suits you best." With folded paws she la=
id her down, And meditative look, While every wicked little cat Its own div=
ersion took. Said Snowball to his brother Kit, " Get out of this--now =
do; For Smut and I, we live in here, And there' s no room for you! " A=
nd Smut feels rather sick to-day, He told me so just now; So off you go, ag=
ain I say, Or there will be a row. " And Kit, just leave that stick al=
one; Come, drop it now at once; Of all the cats I ever knew You are the gre=
atest dunce." Cried little Smut, " Quick, Snowball, quick! Or you=
will be too late; Here' s sister Flossie pushing in; Come quick, and shut =
the gate." " How strange it seems, when you and I, Dear Snowball,=
are so good, That other cats should be so pert, Inquisitive and rude!"=
; Said mother Puss, " This summer day I thought to lie at rest, While =
my dear children romp and play, Which seems to suit them best. " But r=
eally, how they snarl and fight, And kick, and growl, and riot! Ah, well! w=
hen they are old like me They' ll like a little quiet." </p>=20
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