The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-04-16

4 prominent u. LOUIS paper iaAt Sunosy
had an editorial denouncing the custom Of
making floral tributes to the dead. THE IL
singular course for q journalist to pursue. but
however much his taste may be questioned,
there is not the slightest doubt but that he
is eminen,ly practical. Such man should
deal exclusively in old rags and scrap iron.
and bv computing their valuation, realize
Al, the nobleness his soul is capable of en-
loving. But his disparagement ct the
mos, pure and beautiful Of all Gods crea-
lions, or the use of them when impulse
prompts, will have little effect with those
whose elevated natures make them capable
Of :ppreciating them.
And what is more pure, more beautiful,
than flower? 1t il poetry to the eye, and
the divinest fragrance that ever entranced
the senses.
The tiny child will pass BY the most
gorgeous and costly works of art to clutch
the violet, which fills it with delight For.
With instructive purity, it recognizes Gods
handiwork.
The rustic swain. whose unlettered mind
knows naught Of books and less OF art,
will gather them BY the footpath and twine
them around his hat, singing joyously the
while, with . new found bot underlined hap.
piness.
The maiden, too, whose blush like that
of the rose in her hair, will unconsciously
but most surely gather each floral gem that
peeps from the green sward on which she
rreads in happy innocence. And Why:
Because the soul, pure and unde6led, sees
in each flower the counterpart of her own
life. In the spring they bud in beauty, to
blossom into glorious perfection in summer;
but fade with fall and die in winter. Crush
one petal, and you have destroyed its lite.
De6le it with impure breath. and il will
silently die. And 40 will woman.
Show us the child who does not love q
flower, and We will point out to you the
germ of ruined manhood.
Show US the girl or woman who does not
love q flower. and We will show you cold,
heartless being, who through some freak Of
nature or vicious quality is made destitute
of every grace and refinement that adorns
pure womanhood.
Show Us the man who does not love
flower, and We will show . heartle~ being
whose mercenary qualities and brutal in
stincts have made him incapable Of enjoy
ing the purest, simplest, most touching gift
the Creator in his goodness has e'er vouch.
safed to those who are . libel on His
image.
Let us plant them in our gardens; let us
wreath them for our mantels, let them
adorn our tables and let every home and
heart be beauti6ed BY their presence.
Yes, deck the beauteous bride with the
fxirest flowers We can Gull, and may her
life be as sweet, Is pure, rs holy, rs the
floral tributes that she wears.
Yes, plant them on the graves Of those
whom your heart holds dear, and whose
memory is enshrined in the most sacred
chambers of your sorrowed heart. Water
them with the tears of your affection, that
their fragrance may rice to heaven and
greet the spirit Of the one whose form is
entombed beneath the grassy mound before
you.
LIE. us thank God for His flowers, the
brightest jewels that deck the bosom of our
mOther-earth.
And let the vho ~-ose sl-s ..s;~sS
in the Globe Democrat gather thorns and
thistles, and breathe the winter air Of an
unappreciative soul