The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1872-01-04

ewes, and q tree to be desired to
make one wise. She s0oE Of the
fruit thereof, and did eat" IN that
brief history are eomprehended the
woes of a acoria. Anon we see the +
angel with daming sword guarding
the Tree Of Life, and the sorrowful +
pair became exiles from Eden.
Only one hope cheered them on their +
weary way. The seed Of woman
shall braise the serpent's head.
Trees furnished their first dress.
Tired with travel, they sometimes
stopped for rest or shelter beneath
their spreading branches, and
solaced themselves with the prom
ise made in Paradise.
So rapid IS the summing. that We
do not calculate the period that
may have passed. but come - the
Patriarchal Age, and here among
the most pleasing pastoral poems
is the picture Of a man sitting I'M
der his own vine and dg-tree."
Throughout the sacred scriptures
this prominence is given to trees.
Tradition and tales Of fiction are
full of matter tending to show the
part they have played in the history
Of places and people.
Mythology made them seats for
sibyls and groves for the Gods.
Il was a quaint but not altogeth-
er faneiful conceit of the olden po-
cts, that slaughtered heroes took
the forms Of trees. Occasionally a
How voice issued forth warning the
warning woodman, See thou do it
not"
But I did not intend a ,iisserta-
ton on trees
The seed Of the woman HAS
bruised the serpent's head. More
than eighteen hundred years ago
the Advent Angel proclaimed the
fulfillment Of the pFomise, saying,
Unto Sou a child is born, unto
YOU a son is given" The glad
tidings of great joy has swelled into
noble song whose triumphant
tones thrill the universei
The Star of the East has merged
into the Sun Of righteousness
whose broad beams dispel darkness
from dying worldi The beauti-
/ full custom, commenced when the
wise men brought their gifts and
laid them at the feet Of the young
child, has been perpetustedi and
the ChristHaas Tree, bearing all man
ner of fruit. grows in every Chris
tian land.
Pulaski has been fruitful in trees
of this description during the fes
tiyaI season just closed.
It vas not my good fortune t.
see the one at the Episcopal Church
I am told by those competent to de
eide in saeh matters, that it was .
tasteful affair, and the occasion re
aeeted credit upon the hands an6
heads and hearts of those worthy
]
women under whose supervision
the tree grew, and increased in size
until it became
{" Il thing Of beauty ana q Joy forever"
At the Methodist Church 1 an
sure every spectator must have beer
fully satisfied.
The urbane ushers did their duty
we'll, seating without confusion tn,
large congregation of children, anC
those who had come to see anC
hear.
The song of greeting, Merry
Christmas" by the Sunday-Sehool
was listened to with evident pleas
ure. This was followed by "Ovet
There" the children seeming to en-
ter fully into the spirit Of the song
After a short prayer by the Pastor
q Joy bells ringing. children singing
FILLED tho air with music sweet"
Sweeter chimes we seldom hear
The Master of Ceremonies, AIajo
T. NJ. N. Jones, then introduced
Col. Solon E. Rose, who in his owl
inimitable and graceful style, made
a brief and beautiful address. In
speech so short it would be difficult
to embody loftier thought, fine
fancy or more fervid feeling. Hi
classical ailusions were apt and ap
propriate, and his sentiments foun'
a ready response from the hearts o
his listeners, young and old.
But that tree might have put pc
etry into sterner souls. In the be
ginning mentioned the marvelou
beauty of the trees Of Paradise
They we're the work of an Alnaight
hand, and 1 do not imagine tina
this even shad0,osd forth their splen
dor.
How came the tree there, auc
whence the wondrous stores
Surely the fairies had been Their
by night and done their work.
I Yes, they had; but they were NO
such as dance by moonlight upol
the German Green.
"Of trsnsuaront form, too aue fyf mort'
r sight,