The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1841-11-23
vEoraIand Religious .
: -TuREE sAruRDAY NIGHTS.

Loo,n ~ amile on the face of new born earth
Ocean had pealed its first tbunder>lymn. The
ann and moon wheeled along their yet uniravelled
orbits and good angels hung out their lamps OF
STARS More wonderful and complex in his organ
cation than all, man a; last created, and tho seal
OF superiority stamped on his forehead "And the
evening and the morning was the sixth day" The
whole universe happy in the possession. OF
existence. The birds were trying their Threats IN
the groves Of Eden, Insects of a thousand byes
sported in the rays OF the declining sun, and the
continuous hum from the whole animate creation
rose, an accepted anthem in the Of their great
Creator. 1t was towards evening
Ji p Blessed that eve!
The Sabbaths harbinger, when all complete
in freshest beauty from Jehovah's hand
Creation bloomed, when Edens twilight face
Smiled like sleeping babe. The voice divine
A holy calm breathed Der the goody work;
Mildly the sun upon the loftiost trees,
Shed mellowy sloping beam. Peace regned,
And love, and gratitude; the human pair
Their prisons pour'd forth; love, concord reign'd;
Sileuce DER the deep, the noiseIess surge,
The last subsiding wave-of that drear tumut
Which ragged when ocean, at the mute command,
Rush'd GuriousIy into his new cleft bed
Was gently ripping the pebbed shore;
While, on the swell, the sea bird with her head
Wingveiled, slept TRANQUILITY Graham.
81 AT such an hour walked Adam and his consort,
hand in hand till, as the went down in the
west, they sought place Of repose-faithfully de-
lineated by Milton-and thus, so peacefully, com
menced the worlds first Saturday night.
About four thousand years have gone from the
calendar Of time. Paradise has become desert.
Man has spread over the earth, but in all his wan
derings sin and sorrow has kept him company. He
has moisened the soil given him TO till, with his
brothers blood. But the sheltering hand Of heaven
has been over him, and at last, remnant Of the
race are dwelling together in promised land
Their enemies have been subdued- their city sits
on her three hills ''beautifnl as Tirzah, and terri
BILE as army with banners" The word spoke
by of old has been fulfilled, Bethlehem of
Judea has witnessed the incarnation OF Deity. The
sick, the blind and the oppressed, have been com
forted, and the dead raised to life. But the fatal
hour is at hand-JerusaIem has been wept over in
vain. The blood of prophets and priests is in her
skirts, and one deed alone remains to fill up the
cup of her crime. .s r..
The city is in uproar! There is procession
sweeping like from the western gate. Peas
ants, soldiery, scribes and lordly Pharsees, roll
along, an unnumbered multitude. There is one
countenance unlike all others. No trace of pas.
sion it; but in that eye there is patence peace
and heaven, amid all the tumult. They are on
the hill called Calvary. What silence! The
mob are ignorant and Needless of the heart that is
now bursting for them. They wag their heads and
rail him. But hark s'H is Enished!'' and he
gives up the ghost. The sky has put on sack.
cloth; Morah, Acre, and Sion lrembIe. The rock,
barred sepulchres are open, and men long ago ba-
ried, walking about in their winding sheets. Oh,
Jerusalem! proud even in thy day of doom, at
this very time the eagle ofTitus is pumIng its
wings to sweep eastward. The crowning act is
COMMUNICATIVE week is onded-and to an infat.
uated nation has come, at last, its Saturday night
1 Century upon century has rolled away. The
sun, the moon, and her Offering sisters, sul
keep sentinel as they did OF old, over Eden. On
that sol ,once pressed by halIowed feet, The de-
scendan,s of the chosen people now gathered
from the four winds of heaven Their temples, SO
often destroyed by the idolater, now stand in new
strength, and their FURNISHED turrets pointing
skyward, remind them OF the hand which has
brought them back to the home of their ancestors.
Other nations have also sprung into being. Civil
izaton and Christianity have stretched out their
arms over land and sea. The sceptres of super.
stition have crumbled like ashes. The idolaer
has thrown away his gods and the savage has come
running from his native woods to welcome the
triumphant progress of human redemption.
The long expected day-the day to which there
is no morrow-has at length come. There are
unnatural sights in the sky. Old men leaning or
their slaves, wipe their dim eyes and wonder
Strange shapes fit from cloud to cloud, the sepul
chral voices whisper along the hills.-Frightenec
birds sweep through the air; and animals, regard
less of their food stand amazed, and look up. TIL,
blue heavens whiten-tho sun grows pale--th,
moon dsappears-the stars fall from their tow err
like drunken men. The long week--the last day
the last hour is ended; the last sand has dropped
and ushered in the SATURDAY NIGHT OF TIME!
BEAUTIFUL SENrIMENT.-Judge, Sir ALE,