Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1873-07-16
Early Morning.

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me is as,ir, aud 6od the quiet and the hush
very enjoyable Nobody awake but myself
and the birds Nature fresh and dewy and
sweet beyond the imagination Of those who
have only seen her after business hours be-
gin 1t is as if had surprised her at her
morning prayer, or rather praise, when
she thought herself alone, and revealed un.
reseryedly her mysterious secrets Of sweet
ness, too holy for the careless gaze Of the
jostling crowd that by and by will claim
and take possession Of the world. 1t Is as
if one were brought, from the vague re-
moteness in which too many Of us live, into
the immediate presence Of God, aud while
birds are singing their sweetest songs, and
the music Of waters swells the chorus,
whose heart would not join in the ascrip.
ton: "All Thy works praise Thee"
It is not simply the quiet Of the morning
hour that is so charming One can be
alone after the noise and hustle Of the day
arc hushed, and earths weary toilers are
sleeping quioilyi but then our hearts are
beating and our pulses throbbing with all
the days interest and excitement. The
days duties or pleasures, cares or joys,
failures or triumphs, On our minds and the
scenes and efforts Of the absorbing hours Of
busy day liuger with US still, molding aud
shaping our thoughts, and coloring even our
prayers with the vivid huos Of active day
But in the morning our chase after life's
rewards has not yet begun the striies and
emllations Of men are hushed The sweet
mini.irations Of sleep have soothcd the
feyerod pulses quieted the throbbing hearts,
and rested the weary brain aud limbs
and, 10 the cool, fresh, dewy morning, one
sees the world 10 a truer purer light, as it
really is,-not colored or distorted by the
false lights Of passion or ambition, but
simple as IL is,-lresh and sweet and fair,
as when God pronounced it very good
Indeed, it seems like a new creation; and
when one goes forth in the renewed fresh.
ness aud yigor Of morning, one might feel
something Of the satisfaction Of undispuied
ownership that Adam must have felt il
Eden.
And we have something of regret when,
finally, the thronging, busy life about u;
begins to waken out Of sleep, and arouse tC
the activities Of another day; and by th,
timo the world is fairly asii- and tho u,usi,
Of human industry takes the place of the
early carols Of birds, and the burdens OIL
life are taken brayely up and we go forth
to our everyday pursuits, Nature has put
on again her everyday look, and the world
does not know her sweetest, holiest lesson
But there is another thought which come:
to us as We watch the change. Worthy lif,
does not consist wholly in sentimental medi
tatioB, and, if work is worship, is it not
rather a whole world waking up to join il
the grand service to which all this sweet
quiet was only the suggestive prelude? Sc
let the whole choir join in,--and not alone
the few trained voices whose harmonious
blending charms the ear, but all the vas
congregations Of the world, whose mingled
voices shall 60 up in cue grand chorus
whose power shall move the heart. AnC
may it not be that, as We have seen Nature
at her best, and discovered charms we neve
had suspected so, if We could see the hid
den secrets Of the human life around US, a
I we penetrated the mysteries Of morning
we might discover unknown beauties an'
graces in the souls Of men? We say
Nature alone with God, and then we saV
her freshness and purity. Perhaps, if "
could see our felow-men alone with God
S me might learn truer estimate, and b
more just in our judgments. We seldor
r surprise people at their best, but usual
b at their worst, May it not be that, if W
knew them better, as we cannot know eac
other here, we should have higher apprt
citation of humanity, and higher hope fc
I; the future?
/. So I learned lesson of charity from IN
), early morning musings--that divine chal
g ity, that "hopeth all things, belieyeth a
e things +. NJ D.