New-York daily tribune., 1861-08-18

cum OF disappoinment: there sa modicum OF success
But 20 much Of disappointment comes 10 the lou oi ~
most all that there is object in nature al WDicn
which we all look with much interest as the l'a
riablv lucky mantle man whom all this system ..
| tbincs appears TO favor. You knew such one .. ..
| school; Won knew him at cOllege you kie" mn ; .
| the bar In the Church, in medicine, III ponAc7, III m
ety. Somehow he pushes his way; thligS 'L taLo n
! Just at the right tine for him great Pevp0 at ns
fancy 10 him: the newspapers cry nm Wy fI;ng of
hope that you DO not look at HIM WIN S 81 I'm
envy or bitterness; but you cannot heiP S =, ,h
viii GREAT interest he Is 70 like yourself and AT Tue
same tine 20 very unlike you nhii0soRneIs sei We
that real happiness is very equany Do
there is no doubt that there IL tremendous eH'orh
Ggrence netween the nan who lives In grand house,
w,;,b every appliance of elegance and luxury, with
rlnmp servants fine horses, many carriages ana the
| roor struggling gentleman, perhaps married curate,
whose dwelling is bare whose dress Is poor, whose
are il scaptv whose wife is careworn, whofe children
are i'll f d. sbabby dressed, and scantlly educated III
is conceivable that fancifDl wants, sghts and fll
ures may cause the rich much and as real sf-
fering as substantial wants and failures cause the
poor but the world at large will recognize the rich
mans lot of success, and the poor mar as one
OF failure
Not a few of our readers will be able to youch
for the truth of the following commonts on the
peculiar pains and pleasures of
SUMNER DAYS.
Several wears since, on Sunday in July, went TO
afternoon service at certain church by the sea-shore.
1he incumbent of that church was young clergyman
of no ordinary TALENT he is distinguished professor
now. 1t was day of drenehiGg rain aud howling
hurricanes the sky was black md-winter; the waves
We're breaking angry and load upon the rocks bard
by The weather the previous week had been oeauii-
full the weather became beautiful again the neXt
mouiDg. There came just the one gloomy end stormy
Summer day. The young yarsOn could not f0resee the
weather. What more fitting subject for July sun
day than the teaching Of the beautiful season which
was rassing overt so the text wae, 1hoH hast made
SUmmcr; il was q sermon on Summer aud its moral
and liritual lessons How Inconsistent the eeTm0n
seemed with everything around The outward cir
cUmstances reduced 1t 10 an absudiiy. The congega-
ton diminished to sixth Of its usual numbers
the atmosphere was charged with nuggy vapor from
sloppy garments and dripping umbrellas; aud as the
preacher spoke describing viydly Though with the
chasened taste of the sChoa blue skies green leaves
and gentle breezes, ever and anon the storm outside
drove the rain in heavy plashes upon the windows,
and locking through them, you could see tile black
sky and The fls-drtting clouds. thought 10 myself,
as the preacher went on under the cross influence OF
these surroundings, Now, am sure YOU are III small
things unlucky man. No doubt the like happens 10
YOU frequently. Yo1 are the kind Of man to WHOM
The Tucs oils to come the morning you specially
wish to see it, Your horse falls lame the morning
when you have long drive before you. lour man
servant catches throat, aud is unable 10 60 out
lust when the visitor comes 10 whom you Wlbh 10
show the neighboIing country felt for the preacher
l was Younger then, but had seen enough to make
me think how Mr. Snarliug OF the next parish la
would chuckls over the tale Of the Summer sermon
Oh the stormy day. That youthful preacher mot Mr..
Snarlirg) had been but few months in the church,
and lie probably had not another sermon 20 give IN
the unexpected circumstances: he must preach what
he lad prepared. lie bad fallen into formed
a resO Jti)n never to do the like. was looking for
ward then with great enthusiasm to the work OF ny
sacred professions: with enthusiasm which has only
grown deeper and warmer through the experience OF
more than nire years. 1 resolved that If ever l
thought Of preaching sumner sermon L would .ike
care to have alternative one ready for that day IN
case Of uDiavorabe weather ] resolved that would
give my Summer discourse oIly if external nature,
in her soft luxuIilnt beauty, looked Summer-hke:
sweet pervading accompaniment TO my poor words,
giving them force and meaning far hey their own
What talk concerning Summer ekies Is like the
SAPPHIRE iaiiance, 60 distant and pure, looking IN
through the church Windows! loG do not remember
how blue ard beautiful the sky H. unless when you
are looking al IL nature IL better ihan our remem-
bTanoe Of her. What description OF ety tree equals
that noble, soft, massive, luXuriant object Which
loo ed at Tor naan-hour cstertay Through the VIA
dow Of iltle country church, While listening to the
sermOn o. frend2 DO not think that was lnatten-
tive. heard the sermon with tue greater pleasute as
profit for the sight IL is characielisc Of the preach
ing OF rtaliy able man, preaching what be him
self las felt, tbat all he hays appears (as a
geueIsl Tulel in harmony with Tie uiyerse; While
the p7eaoning Of commonplace man, giving US from
memory mere theological doctrine which has been
dill Into bim and which he repeats because be sup
poses t must be all right seems inconsistent with oil
Yet, even listening TO that eXcellen. sermon ybose
masculine thought very superior TO its somewhat
sl0veIH style, thought, az lOOkcdat tie beautiful
tree rising in the silent churchy stately syca
IuOIe bright green with the blue sky all around it.
how truly John Foster wrote, that when standing in
January Ut the foot of Large oak and looking at lis
baie Branches, he yauly tried 10 picture 10 himself
what that tree would be in june. The reality would
be far richer and finer than anything he could Imagine
on { e wiutry day. Who does not know th'si The
green &ss and the bright leaves in Spring are Gir
gleenefeyou when they come back than you re-
meMtCre1 imagined; the sunshine Is more golden,
ana tie skv more bright. Gods works letter and
more b.aai ifa than poor idea of them. Though l
have seen them and loved them NOW for more than
thirty Summers, have telt this year, with something
OF auOt surprise, how eXquiitey beautiful are Sum-
mfT Oliige and Summer grass. Here they are again,
fresh from God! The Summer world Is inc0mpaIably
more beautiful than any imagination could picture it
on dull December Gay. loo, ,did not know on New
Year day, my reader, how fair a thing tue sunshine
il. Ard the commonest things the most beautiful
FlOwesare beautiful: lie must he blackguard who does
not love them. Summer seas are beautiful 80 eXqus
iely blue under the biue Summer sky But what can
sugpass tie beauty OF green grass and green trees
Amid such things let me live; and when a gone, let
green grass grow over me. / would not be buried
beneath stone pavement, not to sleep III the great
ABBEY itself
Midsummer sermon has never been written, and so
has never been preached; / doubt whether could
maize mach of the subject treated as It Ought to be
treated there. But an essay different matter, not
wihstandiug that dear, though sarcastic ireld says
tha, my essays are merely Ytoycd IN potta
time the thought of sermons, to wit hghtened sone-
what by soeweat lighter fashion Of phrase and Illus
tratiOn AID all that mas hitherto been said If intro
ductory 10 remarkng, lhat 1 stand in fear Of what
KIDD Of day il may be when my reader shall this
essay which az yet exists but vaguely in the writer's
mild aud upon four pieces of paper three large and
one small. II your eye lights upon this page on cold,
bleak day; ii 1t be and pashy above ALL if there
b. east wind, read further. Keep this essay for
warm, sunshiny day; it is only then that you will