Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1850-04-18
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ErtractS from an address delivered by
Rec. J. FLETCHER R1cGs, before Wa
rFen Lodge, No. II, KcytcsciHe
Her history! What is it?

IL Is the pathway Of mercy decked
with the tCar.drops Of hrotherly love.
frightened with the smiles and sympa
thlcs of kind heart, as she wings her
flight from the fair bower of Eden
DER the bI!gh,ed fields of earth to her
home IN the regions of light and glory.
tits the hand Of affection wiping the
death sweat from the brow of lonely
brother, bearing his body to the silent
grave, and casting the evergreen Of
hope and bright immortality over his
dust, there TO remain until his body
shall spring forth in immortal youth to
rise and reign with God forever.
Her monuments What pen can por.
tray their beauty! What tongue can
speak forth their sublimiry? what mind
conceive their moral grandeur! They
arc not The mighty temples that link
age to age and embody in their history
The fearful ravages Of time for thou.
sand years They are not the lofty
pillars that rising from the earth reach
beyond mans view, seem to open
communication between Earth and
even the dreadful havoc and the over
whcIming power Of the deuge They
are not the tears that fall lightly upon
the grave of the departed. or mingle
with those Of The bereaved and dIsCoL
solate.
They are not the sighs that tell Of
heart filed with sympathy for carth's
biltcrcst sorrow. They are not the
formal pledges Of brolhcrIy love and
affection. What are they! Go ask the
son OF misfortune, who, cast out upon
the cold charities of an unIceIing
world, has struggled through life Of
poverty and is about 10 die in want
what is the keenest throb of anguish
that mingIcs with the death pang! 4
disconsoIale widow and helpless or.
phans are to be turned loose amid the
fierce storms of life. which have al.
ready proved too hard for his stronger
nerve. The angel Of mercy from the
brotherhood, bears The pledges OF af
fiction, his wants are supplied, MS sor.
rows soolhed, and the hlll1wed pledges
of affection. his wants are supplied his
sorrows soothed. and The haIIowed
nIedons Of love ! viii he bn.ho,I ,o
inv vid,,y and . c.Il.cr tn,hy ch;IJran
| lights up a smile On his pale cheek. the
tear of Joy gIlstens in his eye, aud in
nooco he 'hids aJ;en ,n ,,o rln,,n,.
scenes of earrh 60 ask tho niJn,y
who has horre to the .ileo, gr,ya ,La
mariner Of her bo,om and wiIh him
buried her earthly hores and io,s. who
looks around upon world cherries
ard desolalc. IN which she must suffer
atiliction AMI want. finish her cuD Of
sorrow and sink into the gloomy crave:
and she with the einuuTncc ss sinh>
and tears will tell of the hand Of nlcr.
CIV tina, chased the cloud, from their
pathway and bid this world of stIl,c.
ticD bloom with the faires, flowers of
paradise to cheer and console the bro.
ken hearted
Go ask the Orphan, who without
home or friends. is thrown ON, uDon
the stormy sea of life to buffet lis ru
ging waves. her virtue and innocence
in he hands of that foul blot on the cs.
culcheon of heavens fair domain, the
heartless lIberline. Exposed to the
storms of earth and doomed to life
OF suffering and to a death Of ignomny
and she with the sunshine of immortal
hope Ueamins from her innocent face
will tell Of home and friends. father
and mother. all bestowed by the hand
Of brolherlv love and affection.
Go oosk the sorrowino and s;rh;nc
ones Of earth who q, m darknoss onT
IN cboi,S .,.bnsa c,r,nnos rmn h,or M
yyarG" ",yboSe na,hwov nm oor,l i om,
of Glands orI s,orw, md - -" ,rhoIn =, o|o
dco,h ;,.rlf win ali lie oI,om ,,noiJ
mo ar.c;nns roI;or ,nJ ,nor r.:Il I 'aI
of Ihc rich hIsss;rgs Of Hcowen ha
slowed by the hand Of cho,iIy cas,inr