Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1857-11-10
EVIDENCES OF THE TRUTH
OF REVEALED RELIGION.

NATURAL EVIDENCES OF THE TRUTH
OF REVEALED RELIGION.
| Edward Everett, IN his eloquent address
recently delivered before the Agricultural
Society at Buffalo, said:
GA celebrated skeptical philosopher of
| the last centurE-tha---hiata.;;
Thought to demolish the credibility of the
Christian Revelation by the concise argu-
ment, cit is contrary to experience that
a miracle should be true, but not contrary
to experience that testimony should be
false" The last part of the proposition,
ESPECIALLY in free country, on the eve of a
popular election, is, unhappily, too well
founded; but in what book-worm's dusty
cell, tape-tied with the cobwebs of ages,
where the light of real life and nature
never forced its way,-in what pedant's
school where deaf ears listen to the dumb
lips, and blind followers are led by blind
guides, did he learn that it is contrary to
experience that miracle should be true ?
Most certainly he never learned it from SOW
er or eaper,-from dumb animal or ration
al man connected with husbandry. Poor
Red Jacket, off here on Buffalo Creek, if
he could have comprehended the terms of
the proposition, would have treated it with
scorn. Contrary to experience that phe-
nomena, should exist which we cannot trace
to causes perceptible to the human sense,
or conceivable by human thought! It
would be much nearer the truth to say
that within the husbandman's experience
there are no phenomena which can be ra
tional!y traced to anything but the instant
energy of creative power.
Did this philosopher ever contemplate the
landscape at the close of the year, when
seeds, and grains, and fruits have ripened,
and stalks have withered, and leaves have
fallen, and Winter has forced her icy curb
even into the roaring jaws of Niagara, and
sheeted half a continent in her glittering
shroud, and all this teeming vegetation and
organized life are locked in cold and marble
obstruction; and, after week upon week and
month upon month have swept, with sleet,
and chilly rain, and bowling storm, over
the earth, and rivcted their crystal bolts
upon the door of natures sepulchre when
the sun at length begins to wheel in higher
circles through the sky, and softer winds to
breathe over melting snow,-did he ever
behold the long hidden earth at length ap-
pear, and soon timid grass peep forth, and
anon the Autumnal wheat begin to paint
the field. and velvet leaflets to burst from
purple buds, throughout the reviving forest;
and then the mellow soil to open it's fruitful
bosom to every grain and seed dropped from
the planters hand, buried but to spring up
again, clothed with a new mysterious being;
and then, as more fervid suns infame the
air, and softer showers distif from the
clouds, and gentler dew string their pearls
on twig and tendril, did he ever watch the
ripening grain and fruit, pendant from
stalk, and vine, and tree; the meadow, the
| field, the pasture, the meadow, the field,
the pasture, the grove, each after his kind
arrayed in myriad tinted garments, instinct
with circulating life; seven millions Of count
ed leaves on a single tree, each Of which is
system whose exquisite complication puts
to shame the shrewdest cunning of the hu-
man hand, every planted seed and grain,