Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1876-05-11

woman's lifelong sorrow-eyen thesa
got over in way, if the scars never III,
quite SO kindly as with Berthe and sea i
minta. The older one grows, the de-
the wounds and the more pain they canpe
though also, all of US, if wise, know fba,
these wounds will be got over in ,;rna
that this pain will cease to ache. Nee
theless, for the time being it is bad =
bear, and the healing process is slowsr
Loss OF fortune, of friends, of the deares.
twin of your life-fhat second self viii
out whom, it seems to you now. that yoa
cannot exist at ali-the child from ~
mothers breast, the boy from the fatber,s
side, the prop of your old age, the com
panion OF your soul and the JOY of yon-
eyes-all these go from you and fling von
into the abyss OF despair; but you 90,
over ii. A few years of troubled bea7,h
may be, OF tears starting readily to vow
eyes on small occasions, of the constan,
presence OF gloom, and the daily thought
of death-and then by degrees the clo1ds
lift gradually, bit by bit, step by s,en
till you drift under the serene blue 81
again, where, if all things are not as tbey
were before the storm came which brokss
your flowers and beat down your tennIe
they are, at the least, beautiful to look !,
and good to live with. We grant IL
great SORROWS leave traces that are inefface
able, and life is never entirely the same
after them as it was before; but, for AN
that, we get over even the deepest of these
sorrows, and 90 on in. the old grooves
with here and there sad places as remind
ers, but substantially everything the same
as heretofore.
Seeing, then, how we do get over thincs
and how divine is the recuperative power
of life, surely we might take heart when
the dark hour is on US, and believe that
sorrow is only for time, and that We
shall eventually come out into the sun.
shine, however black the present SHADOW
When we look back over our lives. how
many times we thought our hear, vas
broken for all time--how often we have
stood in the midst OF our ruin, and No
lieved that we should never be able h
build il up again, never know peace and
10Y or prosperity again! And our despair
was all moonshine! Inch by inch The
shadows drifted; one by one the ruined
temples were restored; and we found tina,
we had got over it at the last, with more
or less difficulty and more or less gallant.
ly, but--got over it! Sorrow and disap.
pointment, exposure and despair, we
glide by them all in time; and even the
death of our dearest is got over like the
rest. What, then, is stable in this shifting
life Of ours? Hope and love. The hope
which brings men back from the supine
Incidence of despair into the healthy
activities of renewed energy; the love
which, without being false to the
past, must have its roots firmly
planted and its flowers blooming in the
present If we had not this recuperative
power-this faculty for getting over things
the world would be simply an open
grave, where would be nothing but the
ghosts of dead joys, with the bewailings
of sad hearts as the neyer-ending requiem.
g Despair makes a despicable figure"
says Collier, and descends from mean
original. ''ris the offspring of fear, of
laziness, and impotence; it argues de-
feet of spirit and resolution, and often
times of honesty, too. would not de-
spair, unless / saw my misfortunes re-
corded in the book of fate, and signed and
sealed by necessity" but
Hope With goodly prospect feeds the eye,
Shows from a rising ground possession nigh;
Shortens the distance, or o'erlooks IL quite;
SO easy tits to travel with the sight,
and the knowledge that we shall get over
our present crisis is but form of hope,
and one Of the most seryiceable at CON.
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