Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1853-12-23
The Resurrection.

THE DEAD. Cold word is dead. What
dumb is to voice, and deaf is to "the
daughters Of music" that, dead is to life.
Shall we know them again? Oh. ques-
ton, thousand times answered, indeed
and indeed ~ | would not, if | could,
shake SO sweet faith, but beautiful souls,
you and | have known, that dwelt in tents
Of kedar; spirits "express and admirable" "
that looked, lifelong, through dim and
clouded eyes; lips touched with living
coal from Inspirations altar, that were
never modelled from Cupid silver bow.
There was /" old JONAH" as every body
called him, who ended his days in cellar;
an African, and a pauper. Deformed, al
most repulsive, old Jonah had beautiful
soul-that crazy, blackened tenement had
a royal occupant. And when, in sunny
day, the old man crept out, and sat by his
cellar door, youth, and age, and have
seen beauty, too, often paused to catch a
gleam and glimpse Of the light hidden
in that dark lantern.
Said friend to him, one day, "W ouldn't
it be pleasant to die, some lovely summer
morning like this, Jonah p
"No, no, Massa, me die in night-bst-
ter den"
"Why, Jonah ?"
"Co. Heaven right in sight-but little
way to Co."
"Jonah,' playfully remarked some one,
"what pity you are black !"
"Oh no." eagerly interrupted the old
mao, smell be some body yet-me in dis
guise here. Much's ever you'll know me,
when We bof git ober Jordan. You'll see
man a comm, so splendid and beautiful,
and you'll t'ink him some body berry great,
and you'll talk with him a long time, and
den he'll jest whisper ".Jonah!' in your
ear, for tn be me all de time
Old Jonah is dead and gone; and don't
you think, when his tent was struck ,and the
curtains were Withdrawn from the windows,
and there were no more signing and dying
for him, that he threw off the disguise, he
had worn SO long? that the old man was
right, when he said, "much's ever you II
know me, when We bof git ober Jordan ?"
Surely it is not strange, either, that We
should people the stars with those who
have gone on before; that We should fancy
their gentle eyes bending upon us at twi-
light, "coz," as the old man expressed it,
."Heaven right in sight. ."-BENJAMIN f.
TAYLOR.
The same thought is beautifully given
BY Gen OGLE in the speech we copied not
long since:
MMv h,;.. ..e white, like the fields of
Juuea, ready for the harvest of the great
reaper, and these shambing shanks are
beginning to shrink from their duty but,
my soul laughs at the lengthening shadow
Of my years Let this crazy frame decay
l shall break out of it one of these days,
like sun-burst upon mountain top, when
he comes out of his chamber in the east to
run his glorious race around the arch of
heaven. I am not old-and, when you
bury my bones, remember, that | am not
dead. Peter was bewildered, when he pro-
posed to build tabernacles for Moses and
Elias on the Mount of TRANSPORTATION.
When We have done our duty here, We 60
up higher! When this frame has lost its
strength and beauty, the kindly mother
earth will sweeten and freshen it into
youth again and the limits Of its life will
widen into glorious liberty. Hallelujah.
The light Of these eyes is growing dim in
the light Of paradise!'
But best Of all are the inspiring SEN
e"ents in the following words of the
Apostle PAUL:
"Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nei-
tner nave entered into the heart of man,
the things which Cop hath prepared for
them that love him"
|" l am now ready to be offered, and the
time Of my departure is a, hand have
fought good fight, have finished nv
course, have kept the faith: Hencefor,h
there is laid up for me crown of righte-
business, which the LORD, the righteous
Judge, shall give me at that day; and not
% mo only, but unto all them also that