The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1871-04-20
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GEM FROM MY JLWEL CAsKET.

For the -Demoeratic Press' 20 1ssi
A GEM FROM BY JLWEL CAsKET. 2
Diamonds caught from a sunrise and
sunset, aud pearls from the shore of
to-day. Strange, truly, that sitting
here in the cleaning tonight with all
the trooping, purple shadows, closing
me in the dim, dark shadows which
ever come with the suntide. Strange
that these thoughts should come to
me, of looking back over the past day,
to reach for something bright which
l may retain TO hang in my art gal
ery, in my hall of memory, where ]
have many rare paintings, many beau
tiful gems of art and flowers of orien-
tai grace. / have been backward
through the aisles of to-day to search
lor gems of rarest worth; and 10
these are what 1 found-Diamonds
caught from sunrise and sunset, and
pearls from the shore of to-day. This
morning stood and watched a beau
tiful picture. One of the most glori-,
GUS in all the gallery of nature. The
sunrise. 1t seemed that Iwas gazing
into. the city of light whose streets
are golden paved, and whose walls
are silver. and pearl.a There were
clouds. and clouds of glory piled one
above another. and the earth seemed
bathed i'm a5tseai of fire. 1t seemed
that angels were hanging drapery of
crimson over the sky to brighten the
view to earth's ehildren. 1t was a
vision w hich even Cnow has power to
thrill me with its remembered glory.
It was so fair that it seems impossible
to be outshone by aught else, and yet,
the SUNSET was too@lovelyto be easily
forgotten. 1 think our March sunsets
this spring have been equal, if not SUI
perior to those of midsummer. Sure
Eiy, the fboasted sunsets of fair Italy
can scarcely rival cur own American
ones ~ in grandeur. Opaiine tints
crowned with crimson aud gold with
the faintest shadow of regal purple
edging ALL. How slowly the sum sank
behind the woods, and withdre W one
by one the tints of his kingly gar
3n1ent. How long the last, faint glim-
mornings of day linger with us before
the sweet nightfalI comes, and now i
t.The heavens are making room to hold the
~ night. ana s-f5t.ys .EsRnit 1l 5ff93
The sevenfold heavens, unfolding all their gates
To let the stars out sIowlv.'lssi,5 E4
Do not my diamonds sparkle amid the
deepening shadows. I have read in
some old, mystical legend that pearls
were formed by drops of spring rain
falling into shells upon the seashore.-.
A beautiful fancy. but how much
purer and fairer pearls one can form
every day by pouring kind words in
to aching hearts. There are SO many
poor, fallen ones who need the bright
pearls of love and charity. Priceless
10 them and cost one so little; apd
sthen,G how they will CLEAN brighter;
and brighter, with two-fold radiance
unto the perfect day. All along the
shore of our lives are scattered beau
tiful pearls, and as we look back upon
them they sparkle with undimmed
lustre, fairer than when they were
within our reach. How true that
'ablessings brighten as they take their
flight" The blessings of to-day gleam
never so brightly as tomorrow, that
mirage of life. Sometimes, perchance,
we wish these thoughts would not en-
ter into our soul to haunt us with
their beauty and sadness too. Still,
we know they are the whisperings of
Gods holy love to us. Some hours
come to us taught with utter desola-
tion, while others come laden with
happiness, and then we almost won
der at the former darkness ss we lis
ten to the sweet chime of bells ring
ing from the belfry of hope and joy.
All! well, the veil of night has fallen
heavily and I can see no longer. Even
the glittering diamonds and pure
cleaning pearls are lost to my sight
as the night has formed wall about
home Laying aside my priceless
treasures, will bid to-day farewell
and patiently await that "new near
day, which shall be builded out of
heaven to Cod ~ EMBURY. /