The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1860-11-17
From Harper's Magazine.
Blue SKY SOMEWHERE.

1t was the remark of a child, consoling
himself for the loss of promised pleasure
on rainy afternoon, that there was 'blue
ems. flooded with sunshine, on the next day
made his faith verify.
The lesson is for you, and for all Of US,
reader; and we need it quite as much as
the boy who sat looking out of The window
upon a leaden sky and the fast-falling rain,
and trying to find comfort in the thought
that, far above the cloud and storm, the sun
was shining in his undimmed splendor.
Into each life some rain must fall, says
the poet teacher: and in the days that come
dark and dreary'' we are apt to feel, in
spite of experience and reason, that the
brightness has passed from our lives forev-
er. But it is not SC. Like travellers we
rise, now upon mountain heights, and now
descend into deeply shaded valleys; pass
through open savannas. down upon which
the golden sunbeams fall; and anon are
buried in dense forests, that seem stretch
ing their interminable vistas to the very end
of our Journey. We encounter all aspects
of the heavens; have our mornings, our
mondays, our evenings, and our nights
with only the stars for guidance; our wild
contending storms, and our sunny, tranquil
atmospheres. Has it not been so with you,
rea Ter? And yet, when the sun goes down.
or hides his face in mantling clouds. does
not your heart grow faint. and your faith in
blue sky somewhere become as feeble as
the rays of an expiring lamp? The very
children are our teachers
Between our inner and our outer worlds
there is something more than simple analo-
gy; the relation bears the higher one of cor
respondence, even to minutest things: so
that nature. with all its infinite varieties Of
aspects and changes, representing interior
aspects and changes, becomes cur instruc-
tor. Our true poets rise into perception
of this, and give US lessons of wisdom that
sink deeply into the heart, and become to
US as lights in dim places, strength in wear
iness. and confidence In last results when
the mind is trembling in doubt and fear
Not mere words in rythmic order are the
poets, when he says:
"Be still. sad heart and case repining:
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary."
eff / could only believe that the clouds
would pass away--that sunny days would
come again-I might weep less.'' was the
Language of one who sat IN the darkness of
sorrow and disappointment. as friend and
consider offered her the poets lesson, that
she might take it into her heart. but I
can see no rift in the clouds; no line of light
along the dark horizon; no abatement of the
fast falling rain
1--WE are sure that the rain will cease;
that behind the clouds the sun is shining. |
We have the fullest confidence in returning
sunbeams; and why? Because We know
that clouds are merely earthly exhalations;
that they do not rise high in the heavens
that they can never reach the sun, whose
beams shine ever on with undiminished
splendor, and have power to disperse the
densest vapors that ever dre~ their curtains
before his radient face Now the world of
mind, like the world of nature, has its gun,
as the poet has SO beautifully intimated.-I
Thought sees by its light. and the heart is
refreshed and beauti6ed with flowers and
verdure by its warmth. But at times this
sun is hidden by clouds, and there are shad- |
ows in the mind and rain upon the heart. |
The days are dark aud drearY. Why ? |
Whence are these clouds ? Let visible
things become our teachers
The countenance of the witness grew at |
tentive and the friend went on:
They go up from the natural earth, as
clouds go up from our minds: and even
while We sit in sorrow for the beams that
have faded from our paths. the sun is dis
solving those clouds in rain for refreshments
snd frnitfulness. Our hearts are watered in |
the DAYS of sorrow, that they may bear
good fruit when the sunshine core again.. |
eff it ever comes" rhe despondent soul
could not locssx beyond the clouds.
Have you heard of hrs. ElEord;s troub-
ls ga ssked the friend
..Eo." There was 3 quick fash Of IN !