Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1841-10-14


There is no piety like that in our cottages
Go through the land from one end to the
other,-enter, if you will, at every door you
pass,-seek out the dying in the lordly hall.
and lowly dwelllng-and you will find that
the humble tenants of the hunbcst roof arc
often the most acceptable in the eyes of their
Maker and that in the words of Holy Writ,
mot many VICE, not many noble are called,
but God hath chosen the weak things of this
world TO coniound the mlgity.' Aud there
is philosophy in this. The rich have where.
wiihal To enjoy themselves IN this life, and
what care they for the one 10 come ? but the
pour fnd no peace from toll on earth, and
glnnly hail the message which bids them 10
u better and n brighter world, where the wca.
~ are al rest Then, too, the Sabbath of
the cottager They who live in cities, or
dwell in stately palaces in the country, have
10 idea Of the soothing calm of this day, to
the poor man. All through the weary week,
IN summer or in winter, amid cold and rain
and heat, he is compelled 10 toll for the scan.
~ pittance which barely keeps his wife and
little ones alive-and when the Sabbath
morning comes, ond he sees oil so tidy about
him, while the sun smiles pleasantly through
the easement and there is an eloquent still
ness on all without, feeling Of freedom and
ofuniold peace, comes stealing over his SOU,
such as those who have never shared his tolls
cannot imagine. Ii he has a heart il is melt
cd into gratitude. If he is a godly man
and do not these very things purify his heart
insensibly?-hc will call his little ones around
him, and, together, they will lift up their
thanksgiylngs for the blessings Of another
week OH how oilcD-in some old country
house, far, far away from the crimes and cares
of the town--havc we listened to the morn
ing hymn, sNeetly rising on the air, and
seeming to go up to heaven all the sweetcr
the for songs of birds and the murmur Of the
stream, with which ii mingled. Yes! we love.
"The sound Of hymns
On some bright Sabbath morning, on the moor
WuERE ALI Is sriLL SAVE PRAISE; aud where hard by
The ripe grain shakes its bright beard in the sun;
The fresh green grass the sun, and sunny brook
NJ look ms II they knew the day, the hour,
And ret with man the mccd oi joy aud thanks"
Yonder is q cottage, down in the glen. II
you will come and stand with us beside the
easement you can just see the white walls of
that humble home, smiling through the en-
towering foliage. There live daughter and
her parents, and if you would see pety,
20 into that cottage. Shall tell you how
their Sunday is spent? 1t will be lesson
To us all.
When breakfast is over, The little family,
attired in their best, set forth 10 church, the
daughter walking betwixt her aged parents,
and kindly supporting their steps, while cv-
cry thing around them sooihcs their hearts
for the duties of the day. IL is September
murning,and all Nature Is filled with harmony.
Not n leaf that rustles on the air, nor a brook
that babbes by, nor a bird that whistles IN
the wood, nor the voice Of child singing
from the overllowing gladness Of its heart,
but is swcctcr To- lhcr ear, and more soothing
10 their souls than the music of a Garcia. -
Aud wh"n they reach the old church how
every one wil nnkc room for them! And
50, after service, will they return home.
And ~ The siernoun, they will gather
round the lnilc table, beneath the open case
inent, through which noatcd gently the hum
ot bees aud the iragrnnce Of flowers, and
there they will ~ listening 10 tho word Of
Gud. os their daughter reads aloud. There
j. such a quiet n Sult drcnniy quiet around
that II sptl~s il,rm insensIbly To holy calm
The ,ciy click seems tU tick less uudibly;
the cat i purring ~ her lowest tone; the
bnd. lfuni ~ cage. looks silently down; the
sunbcabs fall hush"d un The clean. bright
floor aud the ~ lrnycs by the window,
that nov nnd thru nnIi io the ground. strike
With - faim hw ."und "n the earth. like The
funifall Of f,my ~ uuuulighi.
Every word ~ thai sacrad volume The lis-
toners driuk cagriy. irf they are 'athrst fnr
tho wairts of III " Ayr. they drink n IN The
prte eagerly because read by h"r. whose
,ui,r ~ ihrin. y -ohrr than ihd ol o rchcrub.
Aud -nrli " rorrsos ptfrr TIE rr"ld
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