GEORGE HINES GORMAN. G EORGE HINES GORMAN is the second son of Alexander M. Gorman, and Mary Edmonds Jordan, and was born in Raleigh, North Carolina, on the 29th of July, 1861. Both of his parents were persons of culture and literary distinction, and from them the son has inherited his love of literature. His father followed the profession of letters, and owned, and ably edited the Spirit of the Age, up to the time of his death in 1865. In addition to the literary work of his own publication, he was a contributor to other periodicals. Mr. Gorman's mother, who is still living, is a writer of merit. Young Gorman received his early education entirely at the hands of his mother, and, indeed, could be induced to receive instruction from no other source; and the devoted love for her which was thus early manifested in his life, has but grown the stronger with the passing years. During his school life he belonged to several literary and debating societies, and on two public occasions had awarded to him gold medals for oratory and eloquence. He was a student at the Raleigh Military Academy, and Washington and Lee University, in Lexington, Virginia. He was graduated from the university with distinction, in June, 1884, bringing from thence, as evidences of his ability, the University Orator's Medal, and a prize essay medal — the highest honors which the university could bestow on a student. After graduating, Mr. Gorman located in Norfolk, Virginia, and practiced his profession, the law. Family influence, the young man's own worth, and his undoubted talents, soon brought him a large and varied practice, into which he entered with all the ardor of youth and ambition. He remained in Norfolk two years, but at the end of that time was obliged to seek a more healthy climate. He removed to St. Paul, Minn., where he M. E. W. now resides. CLING TO THE LORD. WHEN thy life is bright With joyous sweet light That shines like the glorious sun, And the path you tread With pleasure is spread, Remember the All-Giving One. When praises resound With success, and fortune is won; Thy voice in thy praise And thanks to the Bountiful One. Throughout all the while That fortune shall smile, Then still cling to the Changeless One; Nothing else is true Or constant to you, So cling to the Most Holy One. In moments of grief, Still cling for relief To the One of Mercies above: And cling in thy pain, For He will sustain And bless with abundance of love. In sorrow and woe That burdens thee so, O! cling to the Beautiful One; And anguish will cease At the touch of the Healing One. When burdened with care, Then cling to the Crucified One; And skies become clear When poor or in wealth, Still cling to the Comforting One; For blessings from Father and Son. On land or at sea, Still cling to the Merciful One; Or sorrows distress, Still cling to the All Holy One. GRIEF. Common griefs are the strongest chains -Poetic Aphorisms. CHEERFULNESS. Is there a sweeter thing on earth Than pleasant thoughts. I wonder, Or a happier man than he Who has the greatest number? -Ibid. THE EDITOR AND THE POETS. SONG OF THE PRINTING-PRESS. I AM silent to-night in the basement dim, groups are, Where the home-lights are flickering near and far; I can move with a wonderful power, I ween! I am King, and my subjects are scattered wide, wane, Forever and aye must my own remain. "Vive la PRESS!" a prophetic cry, Shall be nearer each other by the rule it owns. Shall the Gospel of Liberty plainly hear; Though I'm silent and lone in my basement dim, And who fear that the years of their reign are told, |