The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1841-08-28

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character, which, like the light of distan;
stars, are yet to visit the eye of man and
operate upon human soriety. Ever since
| the image of the Godhead was first sketch
ed in Eden, its great author and angels
have been painting upon it; men have tri-
ed their hands upon it; influences like the
incessaEt breath of heaven, have left each
its line upon the canvass; still the finish
'ng stroke Of the pencil will not be ac-
complished until the last, lingering sur
vivor of '"'the wreck of matter aud The
crush Of worlds sis changed in the
twinklmg of an eye"
The hemisphere Of the present age is
studded all over with such pearls, "and
patines of bright gold," as never shone
before in the heavens of the human soul.
In these latter days, the waves of time
have washed up from depths that angels
never iathomed, ''gems Of purer light SER
enc" than were ever worn before in the
crown Of man. We are now but half way
advanced in new cycle of human histo-
ry. The race is but just emerging from
the long-rcachng shadows of an iron age,
and coming outlnto the starlight and sun
light Of new influences. II. as we arc as
sured, scores of new stars have taken rank
with the heavenly hosts, during the last
two centuries, stars brighter than they,
in the same period, KNITTED up new lights
in the moral armament. Among these
new stars. one little lower than that of
Bethlehem, had Just appeared above the
horizon. 1t is the Star Of WoMAN's IL
TLuENCE. Influential Woman is being
OF scarcely two centu,ie; up TO that pc
Rod. and almost hitherto, her Influences
have fallen upon human character acd So
ci.ty, like the feeble rays of rising
winters sun upon polar fields of ice. But
her sun IS reaching upward There is
glorious merid an to which she shall as
surely come as to-morrow's rising sun
shall reach his i'll our natural heavens
What man will be, when she shall shine
upon him then and thence, we are unable
to divine, but We can found an anticipa-
ton from the influences of her dawning
rays. Her morning light has glded the
visions Of human hope, and silvcred over
the night shadows Of human SORROW
There has been no depth Of human misery
beyono the reach Of her amclorat NC in
lluence, nor any height of human happi-
ness which she has not raised still high
or. Whoever has touched at either Of
these eXtrcmlties, or at any of their inter-
ycning points, could attest that neither
"hcight nor depth, nor priGcipallies nor
power, nor things present or TO come"
could divert or vtlate theaccCnts and ano-
dvnes of her love. Whether we trace the
lineaments Of her character III the mild
twilight OF her morning sun. or in the
living beams of her risen day, we find
that she has touched human so-icty like
an angel. 1t would be irreverent to her
worth to say, in what walks Of life she
has walked most like an angel of light
and love; IN what vicssitudes, in what
Joys or sorrows, i'll what situations OF cir
cumstanccs, she has most signally dis
charged the heavenly ministrations of her
| mission, what ordeals have best brought
out the radiance Of her hidden Jewels;
what frultions of earthly bliss, or furnaces
Of allllction, have best declared the fine
ness Of her gold. Still there is a scene,
which has escaped the vulure's eve, and
almost every other eye, where she has
cast forth her costliest pearls, and shown
snch qualities of her native character as
almost merit our alteration. This scene
has been allotted to the drUnkard'S wite.
How she has filled this most desperate
OUTPOST OF humanity, will be revealed
when the secrets OF human Life shall be
disclosed to more worlds than this. When
the history of novels and of murky gar
rets shall Ue given in; when the career of
! the enslaved inebriate shall be told, from
the first TO the lowest degree OF his de-
gradation-therc will be memorial made
Of woman worthy of being told and
heard in heaven From the first moment
she gave up her young and hoping HI art,
and all its treasures, into the hands of him
she loved, to the luckless hour when the
charmer, wine, fastened aroung that loved
one, all the serpent spells Of its sorcery-
down through all the crushing of her
young born hopes-through years Of es-
arrangement and strange insanity, when
harsh unkindness bit at her heartsrings
with an adder's tooth,-thence down
through each successive depth Of disgrace
and misery, until she bent over the drum
kard's grave;-through all these scenes a
halo OF divinity has gathered around her,
and stirred her to angel deeds of love-
When the maddened victim tried to cut
himself adrilt from the sympathy and So
ciety of God and man, she has clung to
him and held him to her heart with shocks
of steeln. And when he was cast out all
defled with his lcprous pollution-when
he was reduced to such thing as the
beasts of the field would below at there
was one who still kept him throned in
her heart of hearts; who could say ovel
the fallen, dwelling creature: "Althougf
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