Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1839-07-11
GUARDIAN ANGELS.

therefore, for spirits, | am so lar from
denying their existence, that | could easily
believe that not only whole countries, but
particular saints, have their tutelary and
guardian angels. Rehgio Ncdici
IT is one of the most beautiful doctrines
ever inculc ated, that there are noble es-
sences in Heaven, that bear friendly re-
gard unto their friendly natures onthe eafth'
And, although it may be nought but daz-
zling error. vet mankind might be pardon
ed for cheating themselves with so agreed
bic a deIusion. 1t is indeed one oil the
finest ideas ever conceived that man Is not
placed here in an entire reliance upon
strength--a poor, forlorn wanderer, with
no guide save the suggestions OF his own
corrupt nature, but that there is ever near
him a guardian spirit, whose kindly coun-
sells attend him on his pilgrimage. The
argument for such theory seems at least
very plausible, that il there is gradual
scale of ascension in the order OF beings,
from hrutes to angels, such an essence as
we may speak OF, may form connecting
link. And who shall say tina. such beings
do not exist-that they are not one of the
thousand mysteries which envelope our be-
ing? Life itself is a wonder, iuIl OF mex
plcable mysteries. Our very existence is
mn enigma. And who shall tathom the mn
mortal soul2 Who shaIlresolve IFS sympa-
thes and trace home its mysterious con-
nection with the body? Since, then, our
nature and being are so inseparable, is the
theory we are considering SO startling to
reason? Surely. if DR.. Johnson, Sir Thorn
as Browne and other great and wise men
have believed in the appea ances OF ghosts,
appartions and other strange sights, we
may indulge a belief so lraught with pleas
ure and consolation. OF Tie same nature
and equally sublime is the doctrine that the
departed spirits Of our friends and relatives
are permitted to revisit the earth, and to
mingle their sympathies with the objects of
their affection. When we think Of the an
guish of parting with those we love, OF look
ing for the last time upon the face which
has smiled away our woes, how gladly 90
we cling to the idea of their returning to
soothe our distress, and to lend their lnvlsl-
bic influence to bind up the bruised heart
Such belief would soften the bitterness OF
separation, and beeuiIe death Of its sting!
1t is indeed painful thought that the forms
which have insensibly cnI"lned themselves
about US, till they have become linked with
our being, must be torn away and welded
with the dus,-that tae eye which beams
upon US with tenderness unutlerable must
become dim in death, and the voice whose
music hath so often slilled the aching heart
must fal,er its last farewell. Bat more chill
ing is the thought, that the loves and
friendships, and all the other cndearmen's
which lent Il charm to existence, must per-
ish with the hearts last throb But If thou
canst believe that the love once SO fond IA
ded not with lite's taper, but cen now soft
ly trembles with pulse as true as thine
that the friend once so warm and pure Is
still sympathizing in thy joys and woes,
to the hope--woo ii to thy soul, phantom
though il be- Art thou an orphan, weeping
for an afectionate parent? Dry the tear
bush the sobbngs Of thy young heart.
She whose love thou thoughtest lost to thee
for ever thy fond mother, is still near thee,
watching thine every step with an affection
that never tires, and an eye tina: never Sum-
hers, whispering words of consolation in
thine car, and smoothing thy rugged path.
Art thon an husband, whose widowed heart
rs lamenting the tender partner Of thy boz
som? Cease thy complaint. The love
cen here so pure, now both realized and
freed from all earthly alloy, is with thee in
thy wanderings. List what it says
Gentle shades! Forms unseen! Even
while | write, at this still aud solemn hour
Of midnight perhaps ye are lowering with
untired win gs over the slumber of the loved,
whispering words Of peace to the mourner,
or in dreams restoring the objects of his
idolizing affections, telling the joys OF a
better land where love and friendship bloom
fadeess, aud part no more for ever.