Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-09-24
THE SCIENTIFIC FROG-.A FABLE.

A discontented and curious frog seeing &
couple of men sitting under the shadow of
tree by the side of a stream of water, and en-
gagged in conversation, hoppedup to the bank
and seated himself before them to learn some
thing from their conversation.
One of them was a scientific quack, anc
was just now warmly advocating 'the devel
opment hypothesis"
awe know nothing of God," said he; "thi:
stream flows on because water runs down hill
the wind blows because nature makes it blow
the sun shines and tie plants grow all as the
result of law. Who sees any design in it ? A
man is fool to believe what he cannot see
What are we men? Only higher develop
ments of some lower animals, such as fishes
and frogs?'
And then the men departed. Thencefortf
the frog was philosopher. He held up his
head with pride, and endeavored to hop only
on his hind legs. He was not particularly
proud of his ancestry, but entertained great ex
pectations of his numerous family of polly
wogs. One of them, at least, he hoped would
develop into little man.
After this he determind to travel and enrich
his mind by observation. The first place he
visited was saw-mil, of which he had often
heard his father speak. He seated himself
upon a log with his back toward large re-
volving saw, and began to soliloquize.
"Now, the saw.mill," said he, "my father
told me was designed by higher power fol
the purpose of making boards. Nonsense
There is no such thing as design. This mill
made itself. 1t was developed by nature and
law How foolish to believe in what you can.
not seew
In the meantime the miller let on the wa.
ter, and the log began to glide smoothly, and
the saw to revolve and while the frog was
absorbed in meditation the saw reached him,
and, presto he was cut asunder, and that was
the end of his travels and philosophy.
Moral: 1t is not we'll for frogs or men to
know too much, for excess of knowledge and
stupidity are sometimes the same thing.
HoME.-A man went out to India to live
there. lie had very pleasant house, with
a large garden, and he and his wife and chill
dren lived very happily. At last as the lit lit
tie children grew up, the heat made them ILL.,
and they became thin and weak, so that one
day the doctor said, "If you wish your chill
dren to live, you must send them to Eng
land"
The poor man could not leave lis work in
India, so he was obliged.to send his wife and
children away by themselves, and he was left
alone. The day after they had gone away,
a friend called upon him and said, "What a
pleasant house you havc!' eyes," said the
poor man, "but it was home yesterday now
it is nothing but house. My home is where
my wife and children are.
Home is not brick and mortar, nor stone,
but place where our best friends are. Hea-
ven is our home, because Jesus our best friend,
and God!our Father, are there.
God wishes all men to think that heaven is
their home, and so He sends for our parents
and our friends, and takes them away from
our home on earth, that we may be obliged to
look up to heaven and say, "My best friends
are there"
Our best friends are our best treasure, and
Jesus tells US, "Where our treasure is there Will
our hearts be also" "-Parables for Children.