Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1856-01-04
CLOSE OF TILE YEAH.

multitude Of thoughts touching the past
rush u en the mind and awaken seriou:
contemplatiobs. We are reminded of oul
obligations to husband our time for the
future, and to seek fitness for that impor
tant period, which, to most Of US at the
longest viii be but comparatiyely short
whenwe shall be called to contend xith
'the last enemy, death, and close the last
year Of our pilgrimage on Garth. The yeal
1856 viii soon have yielded up its great ac
count to the tribunal Of the Disposer of al
events. The records Of virtue and vice ; it.
births and its deaths; its Borrowings and its
rejoicings, viii be transferred from the pa
ges of time to the volume of eternity.-
Nothing will be lost. A true and faithful
record has been kept, and the light of eter
nifty will develop and make manifest the
most hidden and obscure doings of time
Reader, if thou hast visited the sick and
dying, and in the last expiring moments ot
humanity, poured the healing balm of con
ISOLATION into the wounded and lacerated
heart-if thou hast been instrumental in
finging ray of light on that dark and
cherries path of ''the valley of DEATH" ii
thou hast gone upon errands of kindness
and mercy to the abodes of poverty and dis
tress and relieved the pressing exigencies
of suffering humanity; if thou hast eoun-
selled and helped the widow in her distress
the orphan and the fatherless in their lone
ly and desolate condition; if thou hast sy1n-
pathized with the unfortunate, and lent a
helping hand to the degraded and fallen oI
earth's children; for these acts of beneo.
lence, charity and love, thou wilt have thy
reward. A reward infinitely greater and
richer than all the passing honors of earth.
The honor and glory of the world will pass
away, and be among the things that perish
with their using, but the rewards of virtue
and benevolence will live forever. --,.s,ls
The year now nearly gone, is pregnant
with important and useful lessons. The
cold dark and lonesome grave has covered
tens of thousands, who, at its commence
ment were flushed with hope and expecta-
ton, in view of living many, years, and en-
joying their fill of earth's pleasure. They
were then as we are now, full Of health, an
imation and hope Little did many affec-
tionate parents expect at the opening Of
the year, they would, ere its expiration. be
called to articulate the last farewell to their
innocent babes-their prattling children
and deposit these pledges Of their pure af-
fections in the silent tomb. Thousands who
stood forth on the threshold of the year at
tired in all the riches and gayety of fash
ionable life, and who were making larger
calculations for the future, are now enclosed
in the silence and loneliness of the tomb.
The worm riots on those cheeks that were
then flush with health, and upon which the
enchanting smile played with so muehsweet-
ness. o how Death has gorged- himself
The young, the beautiful, the gay; son and
sire, matron and maid, have been. but they
are not! Death has lifted his unsparine
hand, and swung his resistless scythe over
the widespread fields of human life, and
moved them down with indiseriminating
fury. o! what sad sights have passed be
fore us! We have seen the lovely babe,
like the opening bud, unfold its leaves, open
its eyes upon the world, breathe the breath
of life, and then exchange the maternal
breast for that of the grave. We have seen
the bright and lovely yOUJh=rihe hope Of
friends, the idol of parents-prematurely
cut of, and the source Of happiness in fl-
ture years dried up. We have witnessed
the light of that youthful eye grow dim as
a star in the morning sky, and the fascinat-
ing smile give place to the tears of sorrow
and the heart, as seen looking through its
windows, sicken as the footsteps of death
were sounding near, and the flames of life
that burning bright fade away under the,
damp breath of a stern decay. xii .t.
The life of man, We repeat, at the long
est is short, fuctuating and uncertain. No
sooner do we begin to live, than we begin
to die. The generations of this world, ike
the successive pillows of the mighty deep,
pass in mighty review before us, and are
soon embosomed in the vast ocean of enter
nifty; and those who now play their part up
on the theatre of life, will soon 90 down to
the shades of death, and give place to 9th
ers who follow. Time, swift as the voGtion
Of the soul, is passing away. How necces-
sary then that VIC should pause and think
on these matters, examine well our course,
and take due care, as we are floating down
Times tributary stream, that our frail barks
be not stranded upon some disasterous
beach. Let the principles of benevolence,
and charity be deeply embedded
in our hearts; words of kindness, sympathy
and encouragement be breathed and spoken
BY our lips; and our talents be spent in the
Advancement of human happiness and i'm
Above all things else, let us en-
leavor so to live, that when we stand at the
brink of death, looking at its cold and chill
Rg waters, our faith may be strong and Wig
orous in the atonement of our Savior, and
oe to us star that CLEANS over troubled
;ea, cheering our fail bark, THAT would have
otherwise sunk beneath its tumultuous
waves, and beckoning us onward and up.
ward, to purer, brighter, and happier scenes, !
where the wicked cease from troubling,
md the weary are forever at rest. ~ 2. /
Diacknan l
Welded ON THE SPUR.-Rev. Mr.. Gil
EFT, last evening, united in ''the holy bonds"
DR.. Charles E. Adams, to Miss Jessie NJ, |
laughter of the late Hon. Thomas NJ Wood
,1f ot tba ras;I Ioroo. of 4bo br;Joi-. y,oo4b