The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-01-15

Dear child, what do see you awake
you here?
y, Martha, you have come a, Ias, Where
were you?
I was in the field with the men. But
say, who awakened you?
awoke myself.
Yourself.
Yes. But hear, You cannot imagine who
has been here.
What-a visitor? You Jest, Who?
Two strangers; did not know .hem
they we're never here before. 1t is too bad
you were not here.
Child, speak sensibly. Strangers-whese
from?
do not know where from. You have
told ME not to trouble strangers with ques-
tions.
But, child, who was it?
That I do not know, but
And you we're alone?
i called you loud, still you did not hear.
My God, is il possible-but tell me
All, Martha, no one has ever visited Us
like these, especially one. He mus, have
Come from some wonderful valley very
different from ours. His speech was so
powerful, still 50 sweet, so mild,
40 like your own. He quilted me with
q song such wonderful. glorious song.
What did he say. Of what did he
speak?
vi many things-many things thu; we're
strange to me. He had q knowledge OF
many things that never heard Of. He
said-yes could not understand him-he
said that We could distinguish many things
at dissascs by the help Of our eyes. Do
YOU know What he meant?
God. Heavens, the King. there he is
now.
All, what do l hear: Is she already in
structed, my daughter?
My dear father, are you here?
bring yonr instructions to yOu, Elm
Yshid.
! Is he here? Where is he?
/ Greeting lolanths, what has happened q
All, I do not know. While che slept
went from the house, in the mean time two
strangers came, they spoke, they told her Of
her blindness.
! of her blindness Indeed Heaven
has decreed that she shall know il. Ebn
Yahid do you hear,
Tha; ia lucky accident. The strangers
awoke her; found this amulet On the ia
BILE. She does not understand her condi-
ton clearly, you must enlighten her.
Twill tell her all. My child, give me an
attentive ear.
l will no longer conceal from you the
fact that the turning point Of your life has
come. will you hear me with patience If an
unexpected sorrow is revealed to you. can
you bear that sorrow?
Speak, father, speak, my sorrow will be
light il have it from your lips.
Then hear, my child do not know
what the strangers said to you. but think
they revealed to you what we have sough,
with jealous care to conceal from You. II
is true that your soul is deficient in the
most powerful means Of comprehending the
world, what it lacks is-sight.
That is what he said to me, but did
not understand him.
Know then, that there is power which
We call light. Ii comes like the winds
AMI the storms from above, with unre
strained swiftness. 1t reaches to every
shore, and leaves its mark in every land
II finds its wav through the eve, and By
means Of the seeing power of the eyes, We
can obtain clear and correct view Of the
great structure Of the world; how it has
come forth out OF the hand OF the Creator
Of the wisdom and goodness Of God. What
you have learned with difficulty the eye
teaches US quickly. But my beloved child
your eyes have lost this power. The riches
and spiendors Of the world are shut out
from you. All We can do, can not compen-
safe for the loss you have already suffered
We hayc done all We could to tighten the
sorrows Of your youth.
All, father these are strange words-in-
comprehensive to me. The structure oil
the world, which come forth out Of the
hands Of the Creator, unknown to me, shut
out from me; have not known the world
Of my Creator, Of the power Of the wind
With its soft tanning, and the heat which
flows from the mild air, and Of the nature
and power Of the earth to bring forth fruits
and flowers. OF the metals and stones
and nven? Is there not . choir Of q
thousand birds voices that announce the
Creator to me am myself not an express
sion Of this will ? Have / not BY you and
all that are dear to me, been taught the
will Of God? Yes. the birds. the flowers,
the air, all testify Of God and the world.
All, Ebn Yahid, this faith overcomes
me.
Explain TO me-,he world-shall see il
With my eyes,
The stranger whose words sank deep into
my heart spoke Of the sight. What is it to
see? Can I see the voice that thrills me
with pleasure or pain: Oh father, can I
see the trill Of the nightingale, which I
have 50 often tried to initiate? Is her song
q flower, and ! know only the fragrance,
but not the growth, not the stem nor
leaves?
Oh my child, every word ellis my soul
with anguish, have compassion on me. Let
us put OF till another time what il not
nov clear to you. Only know one thing,
that have . hope, . joyful hope. that
soon your eyes will be opened to the rays Of
light. Ny noble friend, the learned Elm
Yahid has learned new art, trust him, 60
now with him. Let Martha 60 with you.
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