Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-04-14
g. From the Pittsburgh Post.
Spirit Voices. u. . a...
BY NORMAN VIVIAN.

How Wonoerous strange is every thing
we view. The concentrated wisdom of SIX
Thousand years has made but a single rent
in The great veil that hides natures mighty
secreiss has kindled but a single light in
the gloomy midnight of the world. q The
smallest insect in the air, the animalcula
creeping on the earth, are not wholly
known. Again what know we Of those
glittering orbs,a that roll their usual rounds?
or of this earth,, our dewlling place, our
homea All human wisdom is as a tear drop
TO the waters ofthe surging seas; a grain
OF said to- the boundless universe; an in.
slant, to unending years. With US all is
mystery, and our own heart, SHE mVste-
ry of MYSTERIES How many supersti
tions have seized upon mankind, and found
willing followers in every land! The hea.
then mother hears in her arms her only
child, ard offers it a sacrifice to some serse-
less god. Without sigh, without: tear,
the cruel, hendish mother watches the in
haaaan deed and seeks by smiles and kisses
10 hush the Infants cries. But such thin gs
are onIyaseen in barbaIous lands. With
us atheism and infdellty have long since
passed away But even here Imagination
is ever busy, the wing of fancy everon the
air, seeking for wonders; the mind of man
is never wearyof conjecturing and specu-
latioR.f Ills pleasant pastlme forihe soul,
and when weary of our daily tolls. to let it
wander unrestrained, free as the mountain
breeze. "A pyramid of volumes could
scarce contain the vague conceptions, and
saseless. visions ofIa wandering mind
|SHllthere are some things we leve to think
erical as dream. IT'S pleasant to build
our ''airy eastles,". although we know
single breath may dash them from oar
eyes, aE ,sa aa: s&g fs a l'4i s7tH7
b This sweet to think that those we loved,
thoagh dead are with US still. Their dis
embodied spirits are ever by our sides.
watching US with all the interest of fermer
days. We have learned to think that
dealh bell tolled the eternal separation from
The earlhs that the stroke which served the
thread of life, cut loose all ties that bound
the spirit here. We thought that there was
a great gulf, impossible, whose waters
roll forever; that those once crossing nev.
'er new return. We thought that when the
lamp of life went Aickering out, it would
be lighted only on the judgement day.
We thought that when the dark-winged
angel placed his hand upon brow, and
hushed "a beating heart, that it was stllled
forever.u yg3Ea ga'a51 Ea.i s,.L
How often have, you gathered round the
bedside Of a dying friend, and with heaving
bosoms and fearful ley es, watched him
breathing out his last spirit; and. dropping
into, the sleep of death. Every vibration
Of yonr .heartsrings told that they had
ssreaehed their utmost tension" 1t SEEM
ed assthough another sigh would break the
fragile thread, and its 1palptations, too,
EWeuH cease. ah aay5 %4Eluz3e 81 Gseia<
IS Bat hush now those sobs and groans of
agony dry up those Tears of sorrow! For
it is thought that death separates our bodies
only;. our spirits still commune. w here.
eyeriyou may wander your departed friends
are by your side D When alone, and all
around is STILL. when your mind goes mu..
sing oser the past,r listen for a. moment!--
What is it. whispers in your ear. Have
you not a thousand recoliections,pnca called
up from the great wilderness of past time.
by the breathings ofspirit voices2 The
remembrances we have cherished; the fond
associations of youth do not vanish with
[dissolving nature. 'Tis sweet and cheer
ing thought You have had some friends
5whese character you have iovsdl to- dwell
upon; whose thoughts poured forth like
7s'living waterss from an unpoHuted afouni;3
whose every feeling was generosity Puria
ty and love The chilli mantle is Wrapped
around his form,S and he rests in the arms,
of his mother earth; but the partwe loved,
the deathless spirit, bursting the ifsaers of
the grave, still rambles with us, and we
still may hold sweet converse with it,