The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1862-04-26
THE cHERRY.BUD.

0Ou SOulOIIulSS S0SulS a SISsas way Ouy
and we wonder if he cares for us. ! know
Jesus told US to say sour Father aud the
Bible teaches that HE is nigh to all them
that call upon him." and yet we cannot
help sometimes feeling that be is too great
to mind our small affairs, and has larger In
teFests to overlook than ours. This is not
happy feeling. Oh, no; it is unhappy.
While was feeling so one day. i walked
out on the piazza, and pulled bud from the
cherry tree. It was in the early spring,
seemed as if spring, like hope, was frozen up.
The bud was not spring bud, then. No;
| it was made last summer; for summer b at
work not. only to make leaves, and flowers.
and fruit for its own year, but it begins a
year. What forethought.this -4 -
l.; But a. I'D is tender thing. Are they
not running great risk TO come so long
beforehand; for how can they weather the
/ winter storms, frost and ice, and wind and
snow? The little cherry bud which held
in my hand survived all this. -f@i
"How di1 you live,= litte bud?'' said 1.
carrying it into the house. Then / began
to uncover it, and that let me into The secret.
How much do you think that one cherry
!
tie chippy coverings, hugging it round like
the coats of a pine cone. That showed as
if somebody cared for it. Then found
three larger. finer, thicker ones; and under
these thee more. wooler and warmer.
Here were sis blankets, besides thirteen COW
erlids. E=a
What do you suppose L found between
two of the blankets The smallest insect
hair =
breadth, but with legs to run away fast
2 enough, when I walked him up .'Did your
mother put you in this warm cradle ?''s7
asked. Have you slept sweetly here all
winter ?" Il. did not answer, and see meo
impatient to go. -..-.....s.- -,s..-
& ''What did you find inside the blankets?"
Three little buds-blossoms to be, and cher
ries in July. Phey looked like three tiny
babies fast asleep. and not yet ready to get
up. They were not ready, for was not the
one to rouse them. 1t belonged to that good
nurse, the sun, who was fast warming up
for the work. Now was about it, howev-
er, l thought I would look little farther.
SIS the flower all there inside you, little
bud ?' peeped in, and found atoms oil
the most delicate white leaves you ever saw,
all beautifully grained; and oh, had I light
ed on mine ? for here was nest of gold
I-golJen specks, moulded and rounded with
. the rarest skill. How many =? Thirty five
Here, indeed, was the blossom, and these
were the pollen boxes of the stamens, for
[ found each gold speck perched on little
stalk. and all these grouping round the
heart of the blossom, the future cherry.
r. Who would have thought of fnding this
little world of life and beauty here Such
delicate painting, such exquisite workman
ship, part fitting part, many parts forming
a perfect whole; and not only one, but hun
dreds, thousands, millions clinging to the dry
black branches of the garden trees l look
ed out of the window and thought of: all
these, living, growing, perfecting, with no
DISTINGUISHES, hid from all eyes, all eyes
but One. lie knows them all. counts them
all, watches them all, loves them all, as they
strengthen and ripen, bearing another life
in their warm, white bosoms, the full fruit,
the rich, ripe, delicious ''White- Hearts
of July. Ah. the garden trees looked no
longer bare.
Will the great God have such care and
love for bud, and not care for you and
for me Then God seemed no longer afar
off. He was near, very near. A sweet
sense of his love and care folded me round,
and l was happy, very happy.-H. c. K.-
/ Family Christian almanac.