Litchfield enquirer., 1833-08-08

silence. The light thin clouds are tinged by the red rays of the rising sun. Airans- lucent vapor from the enlightened sea, goes gracefully upward, like the ancient sacrifi- ces of the east 1t is tho worship which earth pays to heaven.
 No jarring sound yet breaks ;he stiffness of nature. The doors Of the villagers are closed, for the inmates are on their knees aronnd inc family altar, and the humble nraver of inc Dious laborer ascends like the morning incense. N
 The streets of the city are empty. No ,u,pnl,uons din is heard in the spacious sonares. The windows of the long rows ot warehouses are barred. The weary horse stands quiet in his stall, and loud voices are no more heard in the market place. The, citizens are preparing for the duties eftho solemn service. Itis the Sabbath day.
 A heavy flood of light rolls in silence through tho azure depths of heaven. Noth- ing can stop it's irresistible current: the im- mensity of space is delnged with its over- whelming brightness. The dark, heavy clouds of night have rolled away beautiful ly before it. Their shadows arc weak as the spirits of evil, before the spear of the mailed archangel. They retire in silence. So the delusion and error of the human un- derstanding, fled before the splendid ilu- minations of tho great Messenger of God.
 Presently heavy, quick sound breaks the deep stiffness. It IS the peal of bells. Their loud tones reverberate through the valleys, and arc re-echoed, with a thousand variations, through she cliffs of the moun- tains, and the oaks of the ancient solitudes. .'fThe dweliers in a thousand cottages and athousand splendid mansions, start at the summons. The houses of God are filled with attentive worshippers. The prayers ofthe poor and the rich are mingledtogeth- CT, and ascend on the wings of devotion, in sweet accordance, to the acceptance of heaven ssa sssss3g asg5f
 The soul of tho good man is warmed, the heart of the sinner is melted. The old man, leaning on his staf, feels himself in the presence of his Father, and grace de- scends on the hearts of the devont, like tho coasecrated drops which fall on the forehead ofthe infant. ag sssa fss YHsss tsF
 The sun goes down in smiles. The soft breeze of evening comes forth, like the voice of God in the Garden. The words of the evening sacrifice 0re repeated in every dwelling. "A tranquil serenity rests on each brow, peace dwells in every heart, and che pious traveller, through the jour ney of earth, feels that he is one Sabbath days distance to his home ofrest in heaven.
 Gepsine Anecdote. - The honorable Wm. Gray of Boston, celebrated as the rich, and respected for his exemplary virtues. some years ago, on his accustomed visit to the market, found newly admitted lawyer seeking for some bog to carry homehis meat MT. Gray, whose usual ordinary drcss was plain and simple, and whom the lawyer did not know, stepped up and offered to take it home for him, which offer. .lhe attorney immediately accepted; and on arriving al hisThouse and laying down the meat where he was directed, tho attorney inquired how much he charged for carrying it. MT. Gray replied cleft it to his generosity 1; upon; which the other gave.him a shilling, which lie readily accepted with thanks :; observing that if he had at any time any more things to carry homo, he would read- fly do it for him; and if I should happen not to be there, said he, just inquire for Billy Gray, and I will, come immediately. It is unnecessary to add the surprise and modification of the lawyer, on hearing that a man worth million of dollars had per- formed this meniai service for him; but it had its effect, for he never afterwards re- quired the assissaQce ofany one to aid him in performing his marketing. cr soseary home his meat, .st.,ss K, .asth
 Selling Dog. Dick Lazybones was the owner of large dog. which 1t cost as much to keep as it would two pigs; and the dog besides was utterly useless, Nay he was worse than useless, for in, addition to the expense of keeping he took up house, room, and greatly annoyed Dick 'swife. W
 Plague take the dog r said she, ]" Mr. Lazybones, N do wish you would sell him or kill him, or do something or other witt him. He's more plague than his rotten neck is worth--always lying in the chimney corner, and eating more than it would take to maintain three children. wonder yot will keep such useless animal.
 "Weh. well, my dear," said Dick, q say no more about t. I'll get rid of him ons of these. days" .s'. <, This was intended as . more get-oE oT the part of Dick but as his wife kept dai. ly dinning in his ears about the dog, hg was at lssgti compelled to take some ofdOl on the subject. sl
 .Weli. wife," said ho one day. as hs