Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1847-12-09
"The Summer is Ended,n

Yes, "The Summer is ended" Autumn has
already commenced. The season of decay and
death is here. The leaf begins to fall The
verdure of the fields and forests begin to fade
The trees are preparing to lay aside their foil
age. Ere long the forest will be arrayed in its
coat of many colors, and then be Invested of all
its clothing. The sun is casting lower shad-
ow, The night encroaches upon the day. We
hear no more of burning heats. There is re-
freshing GOODNESS in the morning air 1t is plea
SAINT now to labor Work does not weary as it
did All! yes it is even so: "the summer is end
ed"
"The summer is ended" Then let us be
thankful for its merces Every season brings
blessings in its train, and bears witness to the
goodness of gracious God. Every season there
fore, as it passes away demands our tribute of
praise to the Great Author of all good The
summer fl847 has been one Of peculiar bles-
sing. A kind Providence has watched over the
earth, and with timely rain and sun has matured,
or brought near to maturity, such an abundance
of agricultural riches as the earth probably nev-
err saw. Never at least on these western shores,
has the eye rested on such extensive fields of
grain, such noble corn, and such prospect of
esculents. What charming pastures clothed
with focks; what charming valleys covered with
corn! "They shout for joy they also sing. Let
US eat and give God thanks"
"The summer is ended" And we are still a.
live No desoating plague, no destructive pest
Hence, no wasting fever has visited our shores.
The immigrant, it is true, has suffered as tongue
can never tell, but it has not come nigh us. 1t
has been a season Of general health. Death, it
is true, has not paused in his work. The Olsen
ses of the season have not been idle. Nor have
they been more dligent than ordinary 1t has
been summer of much health, and consequent
happiness, God be pralsed
"The summer is ended" But the sun hasnot
gone down in gloom, 1t has set in radiance
Our turner's our merchants, our laborers oul
tradesmen, our artisans, have all been fully oc
cupied, aud amply rewarded for their labors. Oul
ships and smaller crafts have traversed the sea
and brought home rich return to their owners
Seldom have we witnessed summer of sucf
great prosperity. The lines have fallen unto u,
in pleasant places We have been blest in basE
ct and in store. The God of summer let III
praise
"The summer is ended" And with it are end
ed the lives of many friend, and lovely compa
MON, and fellow pilgrim. Many who began the
bright season with US are now sleeping their las
sleep. The whistling winds and bowling temp
est of the season of storm, will not disturb thu
deep repose into which they have fallen. Th
rushing of the withered leaf, and the chill autumn
al blast will fall upon their ear no more. MAJ
goelh to his long home, and the mourners 60
bout the streets. We all do fade as a leaf AL
flesh is grass, and the goodness thereof fadet
as the flower. The grave is our common home
Where are the venerable forms of O'Conne
and Chalmers now! Where the wealthy Stuy
vesant! Where the honored Wright, so recent
y sanguine candidate for the peoples highes
gift! Gone--al gone And so must we. W
must all stand before God "Prepare my sou
to meet him"
"The summer is endedr' All! to how man
in the world of spirits is this Thought of anguish
They had summer season once, but it is gone
harvest is past, the summer is ended, and W
are not saved" Our summer is not yet gone
We have harvest yet to reap. Let US wor
while it is day. The night cometh, The wiz
ter is at handy. Y Eoan,