The Belmont chronicle, and farmers, mechanics and manufacturers advocate. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1848-1855, 1853-05-27

Come down, then, seasonably from the SO
emn mount of vision, not to Join the dane
around the golden calf, but to walk with th
God "in the garden in the cool of the day.
Cast from thee the sodium Meo'oqicurn;" ma,
row not thy purified vision to sectarian line
OF thought Work as well as think, an
I"Play" little along with both. Regale thy
sell at times with joyous books, even if the
Dear not the imprint of Oxford or Rome, o
Cambridge or New-Haven. Recall th,
childhood amidst thy children. They play
tumble, romp, laugh, and yet "of such is th
kingdom OF heaven"-play, romp, laugh tho,
with them; thou wilt say thy prayers the bet
ter Tor it, and come to feel that thy heavenl,
Father has not only prepared desirable bea
ven for thee hereafter, but quite desirabl,
home for thee here beforehand.
Again and lastly, (for we are becoming toe
Essayish,) the activity of life must hate NOR.
al ratue in order to have harmony and happi.
ness. We have no preachment for YOU here
good reader, but few words of practical
common sense. Time and eternity are but
compliments of the one grand life of man.
What, then, in the name of common sense.
can be the consciousness of life in a man
who habitually lives without the recognition
oil his eternity! What nobleness, what hone
fulness can there be in such life! philoso-
phically considered-and setting aside en-
tirely the Christian Rev eation-ile. without
reference to "a future beyond it, is absolutely
farce, and the world we live in stupendous
sham. If there is no God even-if chance
alone produced this marvellous planet & these
marvellous lives Of ours upon t-then has that
chance maintained, in all the process, all the
details OF the drama, a perfect congruty, a
grand dignity even, but ends it, if there in no
future life, without denouement-,he solemn
and high-meanng tragedy (for tragedy, alas
1t is) becoming comedy in the last sentence
OF the last scene. Everything else wiMin the
cogn'tion Of the human mind ha, symmetrical
relations, and an ultimate and BETTING import.
ercept life, II life has not continuance in another
werld.
Our being is no such absurdty. Life is
but in its incipience here. He that would
tear within him through i; sustaining con-
sclousness of its reality, must live for e,er-
nifty. Let not the thought dismay thee, O
man! 1t is indeed full of grandeur, but full
OF consolation also. Look up to the coming
and sunlight ages appointed thee, o brother!
tolling in the narrow workshop, delving in the
mine, pining in the prison-cel, or waiting
death in the sick-chamber. Cannot the pros
pect give strength, and nobleness, and even
gladnesst to thy lot, however humble or weary,
Let not merely thy deVotlons, but thy daiIy
tolls, be done for that sublime future; then
shall thy daily tolls be u continual hymn of
thy destiny, and thy hours-more beautiful
than the mythic ones of old Greece, circling
about and leading forth the chariot of the sun
will joyously lead thee up brighter and
brighter heights of that destiny even unto the
perfect day.
And thou, trucker to evil, whose whole life
is pelf and self, who can chuckle with self
graduation over the success of thy sordd aims
and circumventons of the unwary and the
good, what is life to thee! Thy marble tomb,
purchased with fraudulent gains, is perchance
IN the cemetry; glance into it as its iron door
in opened. Within score OF years thou
shalt lie down in its darkness and silence
What then, o fool, will this life ofthine avail
thee! Wilt thou chuckle then over thy VIC
tims!-then when thy history is proved to have
been farce, and all its true purposes, forgot
ten in health have come in death to a grand
and irremediable failure. Poor wretch! ahum-
BILE life of virtue, though spent in incessant
conflict with disaster, is imperial and sublime
compared with the farce of thy sef-delu-
ded career Awake, thou that sleepest-
"For the soul is dead that slumbcrs,
And things are not what they seom."
And thou, o weary and faltering seeker af-
ter true life lift up thy head; the heights
before thee are steep, but they have been
tracked by the feet of old saints and divine
heroes; their submits are eternally effu-
gent, and when the night lowers upon thy
path, angel watchers are there ascending and
decending.
And thou, whose lot it is no more to act,
but only to suffer-even thy life may be sub
timely real The struggle with pain, the
weary days and nights of confinement and
languishing, the battle with agony and death
what an occasion hast thou in these for the
exercise of the noblest vrtues-patience,
trust, brave resolution, self-conquest, and the
victory over the grave! Thou art living sub
timely even in thus dying daily. Struggle on
meekly, but manfully; death is but transient
incident in thy life; the eternal future is still
before thee. Lift up thy head and triumph.
But this is rhapsody! Mo- 1t is the true
Christian philosophy ofthis moral life ofours
There is no dignity nor consolation in our ex-
istence without it.
LET us, then, be up and DOING
With heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing.
Learn to labor and to wait"
MEssRs. HOWARD & CONVENT send the
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