The Xenia sentinel. [volume] (Xenia [Ohio]) 1863-186?, 1864-03-08
Written fOF the Sc
Thinking.
20 ByE q AoToN.


Our world is full ,f thought. Every
body Is thinking thinking every day,
,very hour, every mOuent. It is 3 n
sisut flowing river going on and on.
Sometimes it Tusbes on like the restless
torrent, sometimes like the placid stream,
bus it nerer ceases. We don't know why
Ne think often, and may sometimes wish
vs eo,, d stop thinking, but the machinery
will move in spite of US, and from the
mast the present, aud the future, We are
constantly resN,rerting something toeheer
us or mike rs sad, to bring hope or fear.
In our heads I'D hearts We each have
a world Of our own; a worli that may be
disturbed by the laasse,a Of this outward
uoFlI of ours, but may ne yer be entered
BY them. If soms pe'Pls are always
cheerful, it is because they thin-S eheer-
ily; if some are always sad, It's be- t'ause
they are sad thinkers.
Wheu We sit at our lone win 'Ow a"d
gaze out into the moOnlight. sit there and
watch the night : shadows asthey lengtheu
silently before US, when We 60 to the
churchyard and count the fresh mound,
Of earth that have grown from the smooth
surface since our last visit, then we COM
mence thinking; and this thought is
helping tO,shape our destiny--we are sad
or hopeful, as we cult vate the one or III,
other. We meet the cari Eosn and 'h, Y
tell Us misfortunes have caused the faded
cheek, and wrinkle face. and hopeless ex-
preston, and we know what they mean-
they are sad thinkers. THE buried friend
may be far better off, may have gone over
eheerfully and left no regret, and they
know all that; but they oply y-know him tn
the grave, and they can't think beyond it.
People in this world for the most part
don't want to he sad and eheerleSs, bur
often make themselves so by constantly
pushing away the, present-all Gud has
ever given them at any one time-and
asking what will the hrorrow bring. In
our thoughts we forget that ro-norrnW l.
not ours, and may only he iuits Prdper
season. What should it mat er % me
that the green tree under which [ now
write, NAV, before many days, Je barren
and desSnlate, or broken duwu aud d.
stroyed? 1t serves my present paTpOsp,
and I will not disturb the pleasaor dream
by thinking, after while it may muke no
more shade. Itmuy all be.yeryf true that
ten years from the present my friends will
all be scattered aud deId. aud | lone
wandrrer only waiting my cal, but it does
me no COOL to think 81 now; .et me rather
think Of them in their present lifsy aud
laLor and be happy. The rest willrcmue
and l vii be taught it, aud be ready fr
it, and this is enough. know it is easy,
very easy tn be sad tlinker; we are ever
troubling ourselves to know what that
1 day will bring that we are yet TO live.
We don't see many sunrisings an settings
in this life until We grow very suspicious
aud anxious. There is a constant trying
to unwind the Ieel and know what IS in
storp. oBat itissnat the best. W. don't
LkueY, it is true, what the ebb and fowOf
+ a E. - =.
time win brng, nor how large blot We
may yet get on our life's page before it is
| flushed, but i vii dc US no COOL, aud
only make US sad to think such a thing
may occur, and far better that we turn
away. This great machini' of life is
doubtless wearing out, for We see many
videne s Of It, AMI we are want to cnm-
! pare with the past SOMETIMES, to see how
far We have progressed tqward our end.
We see a fellow tr.,4eler whose locks are
gray, and we almost instiuctiyely ask our
selves-when will our locks be gray? We
can't help feeling each days march that
We are getting through all We have Ia get
ghrnueh in this- world very fast, But,
what -oF itf 1--we, are sensible, We will
not c'Oul the present by thinking con-
stau,ly that We will feed the worms with
these bodies after few more battles. To-
day may prove to be the best # our
whole life, the only day We ever did live,
but what Of this? We don't know it now,
aud rirce We can't control the movements
Of time, We should bear them aud do Il
1 patiently. ,,, ..t. .s -...
Oar thinking often consists in turning
over the Pag 9 Of Che pas, We go TO the
| oll EchOSir56iS -Rftsr ul,ny,gFe, conflicts,
where We used to 90 in life's spring 'ima.
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