The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1863-01-16

from picture which he had painted
The canvass was large one, and upon i
the painter had called into life one Of til,
most beautiful creations of art l had eve
beheld. t
The scene was celestial one. Al
angelic host were bearing child int,
heaven, and in the golden distance stoot
seraphin and chernbim, awaiting to re
ceive the new conner into the fold o
Gods own redeemed. 1t was bne o
those mastery productions Of the penci
which bear their own language and tel
their otyn story.
"If you would get the full effect o
my idea" said Steinforth, after we hat
gazed a while, "you must look at the
picture through this glass" And as he
spoke he handed to me piece Of glass
of bright yellow tint. He gave one tc
Clarance also.
AS l viewed the picture through this
new medium the effect was sublime
The light of the sky melted away into a
warm, rich, golden hue; and the azure
clouds were as so many celestial noun.
tsins of pearl and amethyst. A wondrous
charm rested upon the scene, and as !
gazed l forgot, for the time, where l
was. In little while Steinforth spoke.
His voice was low and sweet, anu musi-
cally tremulous:
81 painted that picture from the feel
ings of my soul. For while after my
darling boy was taken from ME | mourn-
ed for him as for one dead; but | could
not mourn always. had faith to be-
lieve that all the providences of God,
When eiewed Alright, might be found to
possess bright side. But when. l ask
ed myself, can there be bright side to
the death of loved one. The answer
came in the emotion which prompted
this picture; and now love to think Of
him as companion of the angels. 1t
was hard to part with him, and while the
feeling was upon me that had utterly
lost him, my grief was beyond bounds.
But, l came at length to look at the
matter in different light. My boy
was not lost No, no-far from it.
Rather let me feel that he went on in ad-
vance to lead the soul of his father up to
heaven. Before he died l thought little
3f the better life; but since that time l
have thought much. Q, l love to sit
here and look through that sunny glass
upon the picture which my faith led me
to paint. Is it not beautiful! All, Clar-
,nce, know how to sympathize with
you in your grief, and l hope that you
nay ere long be able to join me in my
sunny faith"
When l looked Upon Claretce | found
lin in tears. His emotions were too
leep for utterance, and he left the studio
Without speaking; but l could see that
lis feelings were taking new form.
On the next day | Was called away,
nd was absent several weeks. When !
eturned | met Clarence Temple in his
wn house, and l saw very quickly that
e had found new joy. His eyes were
lear and bright; his cheek warm with
ealthy vigor, and his tones were manly
nd hopeful.
"I have found the talisman," he said,
S we sat down to@ethAr. "Steinforth's
unny glass is mine. This last great
rial, which | had felt to be the end Of all
arthly joy, has proveda heavenly bless
,g. l mourn no longer; but with the
ye of faith look apward to the better
,orld. | think no more of my child as
cad that is the dark side. | think OF
he loved one as an angel in heaven;-
lat is the bright side. And I will car
Y this new faith with me, bearing it in
~ soul, as sunny glass, through which
Il tie trials Of life shall be presented to
" view in colors softened and subdued."
EXCHANGE OF COMPLIMENT.
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