The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1864-07-27
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bees, where they would be retired, quiet,
aud undisiurbed by noise or people. |
know they must ny over high fences, and
oven over houses, 20 get out into the cOun-
try, and where their food was to be found.
Tho only spot had was mere sand.bank
aomolifty feet square pure sand not
green thing on IT, The first thing did
was to purchase a load Of young pine.troos
and SGT out 50 many that il ono IN four
lived il would bo enough The next thing
was to get green turf over the yerd. My
hives were set down close TO the ground,
as they always should be and each hav-
ing a roof oeer the white box, they looked
like a miniature city vet dowu on mira
turo Sahara lasSod alvice, and every
body said, Its Of no use you can't
make anything grow there"
There is nothing like trying 80 sent
andprooured quantity ot pure white cIo-
yer seed---almOst four times tho quantity
1T TO SOW, under ordinary circumstances
on such a space. lnqxt had my ground
dug and mauured. Then sowed my seed
aud carefully ra<od II IN. This was in the
early spring had done all | could, and
as we'll as Knew how. now waited for
the spring rains In due time they came
The sands soaked them all up aud could
find no evidence that my seed was alive.
The spring passed away and tho summer
came and went, and tho autumn came aud
went, but there wac no sprouling. Not a
single clover-leaf showed itself. Then
camo the cold, hard, freezing, winter, aud
where was my poor seed thenp Tho sec
ond spring returned, aud ftill no signs OF
life.
"Your seed must he dead, said one.
"You will never see it again, said anoth.
or. Such sand cannot give life to any
thing" said third Not knowing what
10 do next, / did nothing. Now notice.
Towards the close of the sumuor-the sec
'ond summer went away for some weeks
On my return, 10 my yard was covered
with thick green, beautiful dress OF
you1g clover, and much OF 1t in blossom.
II was thick mating of life, covering
aud hiding all the sand and the blossoms
were like plinaturo snow-baIls, impaled
each on green spear. How beautiful!
What proportion OF the seed sown had
sprouted ! did not know. Why was IT
80 long in sprouting aud showing itself
! could not tell Would il always be thus
with the white clovor-seedY could not
toll But my beeyard is now beautiful.
Aud great lesson learned from it,
When have spent wakeIul and weary
n,
20 speak TO my congregation on the most
important OF themes, and il seems to make
no impression and when | do thH week
after week, and month after month, some
times feel much discouraged. But sim
gle visit to my bee-yard, aud single re-
collection of the quantity of seed sown,
and of the long, time it was IN sprouling,
give mo hope aud courage. VINO knows
what may como oil II yet
/ sometimes go out-nay, often 60 out
and preach in the outer corners and districts
Of our town. go from week to week, and
from year to year, and see no lruit, no re-
pentance. | mourn over 1t but thlhN
how have sown tue seed, and then think
OF the bee-yard.
Sometimes Christian mother speaks to
me of her children; how she tries to teach
them and fill their minds with Bible truths
and does this from week to week, through
years, and yet she sees no result tell
hor the story of my bee yard, and encour-
age her TO perscverc. The seed will not
perish, though it may be long in growing
Sometimes watch certain faithful sun
day school teacher that know, She has
had that Same class now for eight years
over since they were five years old. she
has been sowing tho seed, aud praying Tor
blessing on it, all this time. But nothing
that is green yet appears. 1t seems like
sowing on the sand. But | cheer her, and
bid her think of my bSe-yard.
Weariod pastor with heart often aoh'
ing because thou seest no return from the
seed sown:
Faithful missionary Of the cross sowing
upon tue very bare sands, year after year,
and nothing liko verduro yet seen:
Praying parent instructing thy little
ones, and longing to sec what thou cans'
not see-their conversion to Chrlst;
Patient teacher sowing and toiling, and
apparently in vain;
'CourageAcourage ALL for in due tmie
you shall reap, If you faint not Romem
Der Ge SANDY beeyard.