New-York tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1841-1842, 1842-02-08

mind. and the hand Of .Just; to nlakeit light upon
his own. A. ne drew nigh his native place, and
saw the hills tina; rose little beyond Hem, he
| could 20, avoid nlu-ing OYER tis little manual Of
| sweet Rccolleciiors :: and devised some new
| glowing chapters the reunion OF friends. Eaa
x gentle thunderstorm gathered over Ms mead,
and large drops fell 10 refresh the thirsty ground
and the we-known peasanir-, as he passed by,
| rejoccd al once il. the welcome shower and taelr
returning triend.And the little towe: .:
Helm seemed to grow upou of;tc earth d he aP-
preached and, as he stepped down into The bo-
som Of the vale, the parsonage greeted Ibis 'lrv.
and all is windows >honc in the evening GLOW.
| Vi each he looked for The cxpcctani Justa but
II was still abou, the house As he entered and
found the lower rooms empty. slight noise d.
rccted his attention 10 hi, fathers chamber and
he entered softly the apartment SLED with the
| spendor Of the evening ,ly.@Thcre .neecCi JUST.
| Dv the bed Of his father, who sat looking into
CLEANED strangely in the rosy light. Go,treicilell
upon the old man bosom who stretched toward
hirn=his wiihcrcd yellow hand. and said, . OF
hive come just in time, my son.
Jlsta related in few words. ho.y ;i!c father had
overweight himself in attention to his duties. and
had been now. for some davS, half sunk IN letilar-
gr; seeming to take interest IN al! thai
mad once bccndcarss b him. y She spoke the old
man heard not butconlinued g;zing upon the sun,
setting now behind clouds OF crimson and gold
Suddenly the heavens ovcr-cloUded a dead
calm lasted . few minutes then fell heavy how
CT OF rain: the lightning >trcanltd through the
chamber. and the thunder rolled among the hills.
II seemed tia, the disturbance had aroused the DIV
ing man from his stupor: " hear, SAID be. the
| rain again: speak, chldIcn for [ mus: soon 90.
The heavens discharged their ulncs>, and all ic
throughout tlevalc seemed rctl,.Sllel, by the shower
us the SUI, broke forth again and changcdthe cloud
wrecks of the storm into shapes and huc> oil woll
drou> beauty. See, said the cnivcncd old man,
pointing to the sky" see the glorious work oil
God And now. my son, tell me- tol u last comfort
here, something of the goodness and lovcncS> of
the Almighty One, You told Us in your ii-nlilics
in the spring. Gottrcicllwcpta he thought that
the little manual drawn up for his OWE usc--he
;: Rccollcctols of the iaircst Hours to cheer the
LatcS, Hours of Life must be first read AT his
fathers dcatl-bcs. When he mentioned them, the
old man said, =" Hasten and bring them. And
50, with trembling voice, Got,rech began:
"Oh think, in the darksolnc hour how, the glo,-.
of heaven and earth once filled your bosom how
yoll gazcd by dayinto one inlinitudc of beauty,
and by night into another! Put away the unmesn-
ing notion of void space and surround Yourself
again, rs middle point, with the tulncs> and glo-
y of innumerablc suns and worlds all full OF life
and love-splendor with splcndor grandeur with
grandeur mingng. Soar,.Spiri. ages after ages,
from world to word-you Will ever ne III the
bosom of the infinite tulncsS, in no peril OF falling
into a dead void; torempty Spaccis only between
the worlds and nor around them al. Oh think,
in the darksomc hour, on the time when yourhearr
burst forth iaraprurons PRAYER to God on hcdav
Of hr min the at
opened III Your mind.
Herc the old man folded his hand, in silent
PRAYER. 9 Have You not known and felt present
the Being whose iniinitudc is only of power
and wisdom but of love? Remember now the
sweet hours of childhood, when the deep blue sky
Of day and the deep blue sky Of nightopcned upon
YOU like the soft kind eyes of preserving angel
over YOU. And think how thousand gentle rc-
elections of the eternal goodness. from heart TO
heart from eve TO eye Of mankind, have played
around yo,l, as the one Ugh, plays from sum-
from world 10 world through all The universe.
'sOh think in the carksome hour how, in the
srn-ngtite. the grave only seemed the horizon OF Il
new world and how, in the tuinc>s Of HE
YOU could think=oi better things after death.
Think that Your life is ever surrounded with the
universal life in which birth and death ARE only the
light, uppclmost pillows of uniat!iomabcoc
And can YOU forget, III the durkSomc hour father
how great and good men have lived and died whose
path YOU are NOW following See the great spirits
of the human race who stand on their mounin-
towers with the storms of life about and below,
bu, never above them. Recall mind the
lhroncd succession of sagcs and poets who nave IL
ulnined and inspired people after people, through
many ages.
Speak of Our Rcdecmcr," said the father
q Yes: think, in the durksomc hour. of Jesus
Christ. Life Is holy, and death Is holy; ton ne has
shared both wiki Us. Mav he look upon you, IN
this last darksoncZ hour, and s!,cw you his and
yoal Father .
;, gentle=hurs; of thunle, rollcd=among The
clouds awhile, and then the sun looked oui again
il, mild beauty.
and think, father how the heart can love. aud
how many millions Of souls may live IN love, iour-
ished and supported by one hcarl-spring. a The
oak for many centuries, out OF one root raw-
litc-S;.p for the gorieS OF five hundred Spring'ide>
:. Do YOU lnea,, me" asked the father
" ! am thinking of my mother too. sad the
,ou and .]us,a melted into She saw tina;
thoughts of love could So overcome the bitterness
OF death; while the old man, musing his long
deceased wife uur,nured softly, Meet again
Suddenly the clouds were arranged in two dark
mountain-peaks, between which the sun looked
out with kind farewell glance upon the earth
"Wha, "a glorious coun,enance said the dying
man.
"It is the setting sun, father. SAID Gottreicll.
Yes, | see that face again: and now sad
the father, thinking all the while OF his departed
wife. Gottrcich felt unable 10 continuc his : tie
collections - and 90 on TO describe the JOYS Of re-
union upon earth. which! he had penned in the.
morning for how could he speak Of eurtlsly hap
pines, 10 one who. even now. gazing INTO 8
higher ltc 2
-. Father he exclaimed. rs he marked the iN-
ing gazc Of the dying man. :. how are YOU now =.
Z,leS. am thinking 30 and g. the old man
kept r1ur.nnrins. a> he imagined he sill heard Ms