The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1859-09-01
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By sLAsHiNG sLocUM.

The sabbath bells are Ginning the hour
forchurch on as lovely morning as God
ever usllered to the earth since He walk
ed with yet unfalell man amid the
fragrancies of Paradise. Holy brealhs
are abroad in suffusng the skies with a
pure and heavenly radiance. Like the
sweet dream Of youth, this glori us NOR
ming reflects naught but beauty, purity
and love! Oh, "what happy things are
youth, and love and snnshine" H.
"How sweet to feel the sun upon the heart,
To know it is lighting up the rosy blood,
And with all joyous feelings, prism-hued
Making the dark breast shine like spar grot '"
Reader, don't you love these bright
and beautiful days You, who are toll
worn and weary; you who have lahoree
all the long, hot week, and Sweltered
and suffered from morn till nigit-do not
these beautiful Sabbath days bring con
ISOLATION to your hearts 50 serene and
sweet, that life still seems blest and glo-
rious All, how beautiful the world is
And how much we might all enjoy it, a.
we but reflect that all those sunny days
all these balniy breaths-the bright skies
and the singing biras--the murmuring
springs and fragrant flowers-are all
God gifts, intended to please our vision,
sweeten our hearing, regale our senses,
and suf'use our whole being with happi-
ness! Do you ever think Of these things!
When you inbale the fragrance of flow
ers; when you taste the mel, W, red-ripe
fruit; when your ears ere filled with
sounds of sweet music; when you feel
the soft brcezes tanning your cheek !;
when you see the crystal rain-drops fall,
or the golden sunshine flooding the field
and making the earth beautiful, do you
not pause and think that God is good,
and His ways wonderful : Oh! harden
ed and degraded, indeed, must be that
heart which is not subdued by these no.
lv influences, and made to worship with
reverence and love the Great Author Of
all Good
A fitting day is this to contemplate
THE AIM OF LIFE.
A very sweet lady friend once wrote
to me in these words: !" Happiness is the
great goal to which all are aiming. We
are always looking forward to future
dav--to the attainment of some grand
object which, like the horizon, is ever in
view, but ever receding or, like beau
tiful picture of which we never weary,
painting it afrcsh each day with brighter
colors investing it with new beauty,
though never completing it." My fair
friend has thus told the philosophy oflife
tc all intellectual beings. Perfect haPpi-
ness is condition unattainable here it
is, indeed, like the bewilderiDg but beau
tiful mirage Of the desert, ever In the dis
tance its attainment is left for that
sphcre Of action to which the emancipa-
ted soul may reach in the upper realms.
But, though perfect happiness be unat.
tairable, yet we may progress toward
that end, and If comparatively happy to-
day, we may be happier tomorrow
Suppose shadows of sorrow do come now
and then to afflict us, yet what are few
floating clouds. or brief raging ofthe ele-
ments, to whole heaven Of sunshine
What the destruction of our plans for to-
day to lifetime Of social enjoyment,
with soul TO appreciate friend and
heart 10 make the home Of lovef Man