The New York herald., 1870-05-09
CHURCH OF TIE AFFyS;TlEs.

Childish Innocence and Heavenly Rewards-
Sermon by Rev. O. Ii. Frothingham.
The assemblage at Lyric Hall yesterday morning
was OF the usual intellectual character. and even
the darkness Of the impending storm could scarcely
subdue the bright eject of the elegant toilets worn
by the fairer occupants Of the hail. The music was
exquisitey rendered In that subdued tone which,
though 1t should characterize all sacred music, is
rarely found In our fashionable churches, where
power OF compass is more appreciated than delcacy
or finish of execution. The opening selection,
"Why art thou my soul, cast down ?" by soprano
and tenor Miss GIBBS and Mr.. Hawes), WAS very
ne was was also the solo by.Mr. Hawes, "Father.
TO Thy love ceaven 'Verlly l say unto you that
unless ye be converted and become.
AS LITTLE CHILDREN
ye can in no way enter into the kingdom Of heaven,
was the text. The reverend speaker sad:-All
must be struck with this passage in the life OF Jesus;
He who Himself was called 1.-The Child Jesus" Jesus
was an Oriental, and the East the cradle OF the
race. All men were children there. The East akes
care Of her children; Nature smiles upon them.
There society was primitive in its condition; child
pied in their IDEAS all that the long words that our
dictionaries furnish illustrative OF liberty, indepcnd-
ence and freedom and those hard words OF our time
science ana progress. There were no materiallSt5
there-nO atheists. child finds
GOD IN TREE TOP.
We look for him but never find him in endless SPACE:
child lays his head upon the bosom OF his mother
and is content; he has no care for the morrow.
Where % can we m md 1.-THE the living man or woman who is
ever been on the sea in q frail ship, with nothing
between you and the angry depths Of water but
vast blue ether; nothing between you and the
storm save those fragments OF wood and those
o o e on oCwm INTO ne. ne nod
trembe to look at themg Did you ever wander into
the silent glades and shadows OF the Forest where
the sunlight falls In among the branches, the BIRDS
sing and
THE INSECTS CHIRP?
DID you ever see the one you most loved lowered
M
sad labor ended-and not think, In seeing all these,
how infnitessmal is mans Ahl begin to think, and
your philosophy comes to stand, your theologies
prattle. Newton, one Of the greatest philosophers
the world has seen, says, II am but picking up peb-
ledge oonsists in knowing how little you % Know.n I
contend that childhood fs the type OF qualities tnar
are peculiarly necessary to the present age and
always busy, always passing from one thing to
another. The enid investigates all things. You
w MUxa to nrs o@ oss ses1 ts
inquisitive eyes. The child learns without know
ipH II gets answers w without tn aaesonng He
more consciousness Of the existence OF his brain
than OF hts stomach. Yet the child absorbs know
woman In ten. The child has no secrets; ne
wishes to-day to last forever. He is never con-
eeited; there Y no atiectation, no pretense.
HE WANTS TO PLAY,
to be let alone II ne has toy he picks 1t to pieces
taneous; he gives no reasons. Ii he loves person
he calnot tell why he loves; only that he likes to
love. God and spiritual life and heaven are all real
to the child. Ais sister dies ana he does not CRY: /:
death has to him mystery. His sister has gone to
heaven, and he inquiries about her playInates
Heaven ts no further or from him than the next
street. As we leave childhood
THE WORLD GROWS SMALLER;
larger 0utwardly smaller inwardly-lareer in fact
smaller In sentiment.
The preacher concluded with an eloquent and
touching tribute to George Peabody Abraham Lin.
coin aud Joseph Mazzini, all, as he said chill dixie
men.