The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1848-06-03

tcooptsy.
What d az arhs haln,eof iIfss iIf,'s surest,
sws,etest icy. We labor in vain fprsxeelIencs.
tod useles,sIy for sminsnce, IL. at all times,
and in al places, we know net tlis virtue 40,
part and parcel 81 cur in'noss n.uirs.
Hast over sat In heavy, nurlty atmosphere.
,fbsn the air was all close and h,t. and Il SEEM
ed impessible to draw fresh, reriviiig breath
Hat ever felt Us IL weight hay upon your
chest, and your lungs refused healthfal action,
and your whole physical nature seensd sinking
under outward oppression, and inward debility
Thas it is with the moral Inaa when void OF
charity. He has an eye then TO others faalssy
a tongue for them; 40 eye. no tongue FOR his
own. He brownies upon the weakness Of his
neehbors. as cattle upon the young grass; bull,
he iIers and feels net his own. Bitterness is In
his heart. Harsh thoughts are upon his tongue
AMI whatever his mature may be. gentle and
generous, OF suspicious and proud, or rough and
rev..ngefal, he viii, IL he be nnchariiabie, grow
and 60 ON growing, in low and narrow views,
until he becomes ssedsrupon mems vices. nn-
able TO see good in others, or 10 do ANY good
himself.
Hast ever been on the hill tops when the fresh
bre.ze blew, AMI yeur whole nature iingled
VITA life. and all was joy within and without
Hasa ever looked abroad, at suoa time. upon
the, long strsich ~ wooded scenery, dotted hers,
aud there with i.rms, and light and shade play
ing over II as II Ia naerrisat zpoFt--not cloud
above. not cleall within. and iell iIse har.nen,
which. atluned y9ur soul with nature, and ma,
iare's Godi Thps is IA with the moral laan
rnlsd by Charity, as a h.ing, acting Prineipl@
Ills eye is keen ID ds'eose; whatever virtue en-
i~as ia e,less; ibHi is ths pows, by wht;h be
hopes 10 make tis,n pnrer. bi,lier. Yet. il q
clear. as lie quickest vision. 10 his own faults
His tongue is ever ready 10 sphOld The weak,
and susiain the uriiig, and heal The wssnds 81
the entering. Yet, IL forgets 20 speak Of self
lie s.lowa and Crews, as The young plant IN
spring, time whsa drinking up The falling rain
and heavy dew, by ssPying ths iainiest dawn q
goodness in Others, ind nursing and nartaring
ii, until rugged natares are soothed, and hard
ana harsh spirits tanned, and the pure male
mere pure and ia as ere he knows It, he himself
reaches the topmos, round Of earthly excellence.
lie III free. lie is happy. tie lives ON this
EARTH as IL II we've the tmple OF Ged, and, Ia
pcses, leaves il to dweil III fins Holisr Temple
in Heaven
Such is pure s.harity. Can any virtue be
more beaniifui7 Fan humanity gain high
er one on ea-th9 The poet liksDs chirity 10
the breeze, and, IN sli,gory, Describes il with
poets beauty. on! that all of Us may possesses
IL. Oh. that all Of us may know It, not by
giiraPse, not impiAdvely, not rs those sirug-
Cling for light amid dark ness, but as a living
reality, feeling full to overaowing in our
bosoms, principle, acted out in every thought
and purpose Of our lives. Then, too, shall we
be free. Then viii Happiness be our lot, here
and hereafter
Night kissed the young rose, and il bent soft
IN 70 sleep. And stars sh0ne and pure drOps
hung upon is bIushing bosom, and watched It's
pure slSlmeers. MoIning came with her dan
cling breezes, and they whispered 20 the young
rose, and IL awoke joyous and smiling. Light
ly it daneedto and fro in ali the loseIisess Of
health Hnd youthful innocence.
Then came ths ardent sun-vosI sweeping from
golden shaft, and Il fiintcd Deserted and al
most broken hearted, il dropped 10 the lust In
its loveiisess and despair
Now, the gentle bnstze, which had been gam
boiling over the sea- pushing ON tbs light
bark, sweeping over hill and dale---by the neat
cottage and the still brook-fanning the fevered
brow of disease, and tossing the curl Of inno-
cent childLOOd-caTns tripping along on the er-.
rands Of mercy and love; and fon6ly bathed lis
forehead IA cool, refreshing showers, the young
rose revived, looked up and smiled, flung lis
Fuddy arms as If in gratitude TO embrace the
kind breeze; but she hurried quickly away
when her generous deed was performed; yet not
without reward, for she soon perceived that
delicious iragmnee had been poured ON her
wings by the grateful rose, and the kind treeze
wHs glad in her heart and went away singing
through the trees.
Thus true charity, like the breeze, which
gathers fragrance from the hunlble A0wers il
refieshes, unconsciously reaps reward In the
performances Of its offices Of kindness and love,
which steal, through the heart like rich per-
fuIre 10 bless and 10 cheer.