The Pearl River banner. (Monticello, Miss.) 1837-18??, 1838-09-01

We recently heard paioted by an eloque nj
clergyman, Of the revelation OF g Cd in
childhood. "Look, ssid he. in substance.
at that revelation, in The FIRST opening
form Of humanity; a, that infant being
that child angel. all inooeency, glad love.
illness. There tits, quite helpless. and
almost unconscious; and yetit fills,h he
whole dwelling 10 the very root Tree.
with music and joy. No toy Tor child
hood like that; no treasure for parental
aff.ction--no treasury Of wishes, like
that. There j, lies IL The narrow Space
o. 40 infants cradle and yet il filIsih he
whole house with its presence There
is resort to il from time TO time, as il It.
were something snsbrined. Childhood,
and age. and manly hope and matron
beauty, bend over il | could almost
fancy, added The sps aker, u were in
worship al that fair. pure shrine Of the all
creating goodness We could not but
think. as we heard these 'ad,oira Bile and
touching sentences, and saw The warm
tear start to the eyes Of beresved young
mother. sitting hesr Us, Of the Roman
line. 'Qaam Deus amot mositur adoisscfns;'
and OF that kindred thought 1t Bulwsr:
IeWby mourn for the young? Better that
the light cloud should fade away il the
mornings breath, than travel through The
weary day, 10 gather 10 darkness, and
End in storm Who should lament,
when child angels are taken from the
evil to come, and translated from their in.
FAINT cradles TO heayep?
Where, with day-bcams around them playing,
They their YArHEn's face shall see,
And shall hear him gently saying,
'Little children come to me!'
The tolls. The trials, the pains Of a
long life often end their end only in a
large coffin that cradle in which our Sc
cond childhood is rocked 10 sleep. How
much truth is conveyed in that simple
stanza. carved by fond parent upon the
humble maidstone ef his chiid's grave:
stHe tasted of lfe's bitter cup,
Refused to drink the potion up;
But turned his little head aside,
| Disguised with the taste, and died.
a.~~- ,ss. Fgas
! RELIcIoN. We pity the man who has
no religion in his heart; no high and irre-
sistible ycarning after better aud boil
er existence; who is conlented with The
sensualty and grossness Of earth, whose
spirit never revolts at the darkness Of lis
prison house, nor exulls IL the thought oi
its final emancipation. We pity him, for
he affords no evidence of bis origin: no
manifestation Of that intellectual prero
gative, which renders him the delegated
Icrd OF the visible creation. He can
rank no higher than the animal nature;
Inc spiritual never stoop so lowly. To
eek for beastly excitement 70 minister
with bountiful hand 10 depraved and
strong appetites--a are attributes Of the
| animal alone. To limit our hopes and
separations to this world, is like remain.
log forever in the place Of our birth.
" thoui lifting the veil Of the visible hor.
izoa which beat ever our infancy.
There is religion in every thing a
round us--a calm and holy religion in the
Undertaking. things Of nature which man
would do well 10 initiate. Il is meek
and blessed influence, stealing in, as il !
were, unswares upon the heart. It.comes
quietly and without excitement. II has
no teror-no gloom in its approaches.
1t does not rouse tine passions; it IL On
trsmuelleJ by the creeds and unshadow.
ed BY The superstitions Of man. II is
fresh from the hand Of its author; and
glowing from The immediate presence Of
the Great Spirit which psrvades and
quickcns il. Il is written on the arched
sky; il looks out from every star; it is
on the sailing cloud and in the iRrisible
wind. II is among the bills and vale Us
Of the earth - where The thrubless noun
tain tops pierce the thin atmosphere Of
eternal winter, or where the mighty for
est Huctuates before the strong wind, with
its dark wave Of green foliage. Il is
spread out like legble language upon
the broad face Of the unsleeping ocsnn.
II is the souls rich and beautiful concep-
ton Of the poetry Of nature. Il is this
which uplifts the spirit within ms, until II
is tall enough to overlook The shadows of
our place Of probation: which breaks,
link after link, Of the chain which binds
Il