The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-06-21

match for the stone, the iron, or the ,WooG
on which be works. 49,. i.
The sculptor conceives statue o
wonderful design, Of GOl.like proportions
and shane: a statue that Willachsrm ant
icIight tbe world and render his nam'
im%oltal. But the ideal is yet to bCCOmt
the reality.
Living beside the shapeless marble are
ithc mallut and chiecl---the sCulptorl
Fools. These lie selzes Gnd 10! from the
rough and unSightly quarry rises y IoEm
ofbcauly and a Joy tDfcverN 90
As tlieEculpior md the artiL ~ provide
themselves with the tools aud implements
Of their arts and vOCatiOns, 10 render
practical their IDEAS, for the benefit o.
their fellow men, SO has God placed
within our reach the tools that shall shape
and bcautiiy our naturalseives, and fit Us
TO adOrn that "house not made with hands
eternal in the heavens"
Every care, joy, pleasure, disaPpoInt-
meIt, 10 fact every thing that deprCsseE
or Clevates, Is a tool 70 aid US in this life
work. Arc we using them as designed
by the Great Architect!
In every heart are the rough corners O
selfshness, unkindness, want Of sympathy
and charity, that mar tho beauty o! thai
better lie each is 10 develop for herself
and prevent the full expression Of the
grand idea of the great Creator, that We
shall be like Him, perfect. He has placed
all around us the tools; He has taught US
how to use them, but We wait supinely
trusting TINT the work Of Improvement
and inward adjournment will be done some
how by some one, while our tools are eat
en- up BY rust and death comes TO US be-
fore our work Is begun.
We arc Gods tools. In the working
out Of His grand purposes &c has fixed a
duty for each ono TO perform. As the
plane cannot be used in place Of the saw,
nor the chiscl in place Of the hammer, so
you cannot perform my part Of the work
nor yours. What our duties arc, Is Tor
each 10 learn for herself, and how those
duties are 10 DO performed. The question,
"What wilt thou have me to dol? is one 10
which VIC must individually work out the
answer; and woe, woe, unutterable woe,
to those tools Of God who are too dull, too
slothiul, or too careless to seek solution.
have said, VIC arc Gods tools, but
there is ever an evil spirit entering this
human workshop, endeaVortng 10 steal
from the Great Master some Of his tools,
and to mar every great design. 1t Ia q
law OF our being, that we must be used
in some ones work-eiiher Gods, or
Satan's. There Is no mlddle ground; VIC
must work out either good 3ot eln cOntin'
ually during our sojonrn here! s It Is for
you and me and all OF us 10 choose in
whose service We will be, employed, and
whether we shall beused as tools to build
up ChrisL'a Kingdom in the world.
We arc now about TO enter upon our
work-the Master has need OF us. We
arc about 70 act upon the great
noisy theatrS df lie, land I although
from the natgtg Of things, Our
positions must AbA. quiet ones, we
must not beSnnWflling, indifferent, or
idle tools, rusting Ilof want of;nsc. We
must work in earneet In mechanics It Is
not always the most powerful machine
or useful tool that makes most noise. The
same is true in nature. There is no power
in the thunder's. deep, portentous roar,
It Is in the electricity That sleeps in the
storm cloud The llghtniuB's glare is but
the flash Of itSeye In death, and the thun-
der's dealening peal, but It's Hast expiring
agones. There IS no noisein the sun.
light that falls down through the bright
hours, and runs in liquid ether about the
mountains, and fills all the plains pouring
over and filling every flower; shining
down the sides Of every blade OF grass,
resting in glorious humility upon the
humblCst thing, that rests on the prison
ers window, that puts gold upon the
widows weeds. There is no noise in the
electricity that courses through every
vein and artery Of this great physical uni
vcrse-giving life and beauty TO oil, and
sending thrill of Joy to millions Of
grateful hearts!
Only lew months ago, how sad,
drcaty and dCsolate did nature seem to be.
These now emerald hills, rose bleak and
cold like shivesing spectefs, while the
cherries, bitter winds whirled the snow
In Gddies round their heads, and howled
around our home. But look abroad now,
and behold tie green fields and
waving meadows. How wonderful the
change that has taken placed We can
scarcely realize 1t. The Garth is carpeted
with living green, and the air is filled
with the odors Of sweet flowers. Strange,
incomp rehensible mystery! And yet all
this has taken place through the agency
of the tools in the hands 81 God. Natures
beautiful temple IS completed and no
sound of axe or hammer was heard p
] II the greatest results are produced by
the use OF such unpretendipg tools as the
forces OF Nature, why should zoe despair
OF accomplishing. great and glorious
things, because our Influence seems 10
weigh so little In the worlds estimate Of
power? It is enough for US to know that
we have an i9huence, however small that
we are created and designed to work out
q great purpose; and thatif tS6 act well
our part in preparing our own hearts,
and assisting others 10 divest themselves
oil TIER impericCtions, VIC shall have per-
formed our duties, as Tools in the work
shop Of God. !. o E-.A I.,FL
Commencement at U University OF West
Virginia.
Correspondence OF tho IptGlligCnceE)
MoRGANTowN, ". Va, June 10.
The ride from Fairmont, down the
right bank Of the river to Morgantown,
cannot be said 10 be q very easy under
taking. AT this season Of The year, how
ever, it Is quite enjoyable: The roads
were in fair order, the Rhododendron