The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1879-12-25

of Its kind, lives In the everyday sunlight
of ordinary life. Its dogmatisms, il such
1t has. fall upon no revcrent unquestion.
ing ears; itS CLEANS Of living truth, II
such 1t shows, arc received in no hush Of
voluntary acceptance; its errors are GOV.
cred with no cloak Of silent charity. All
are alike tested by the swift attrition Of
practical sense, and arc flung aside, or
unConsciously absorbed, with scarce
second thought. But the newspaper Of
the day Is a vital thing! Printing.ink has
almost come to run as red as life.blood.
Live interests arc more real than paper or
than iron,-humAnity holds It's sacreduess
too deep for any careless touch to brush
away.
For those who can see, on every side
there are windows for the sonl. From
spring to fall the birds arc telling their
messages-the earliest blades Of sprinyiDV
green, the banks Of viUlets, tho wild.rose
thickeIs, the meadows thick with daisies,
buttercups and clover, where at last the
royal lilies hang their heads, the linper.
ing asters and fluffy over-blown golden.
rod each Is alive with It's own meaning,
and at length the somber tints Of hill and
filed but relieve tho glorious briliancy OF
the winters own pageant, when SHOWS
and icy gems, and marvellous skies tell
their own new story OF varied beauty and
power. God saves none OF his manifest
bounties for cathedral portals nor locks
up any OF his sunshine within church
gates. And for everyday life, for this &c.
IuSl working world, with It's stress OF
moral issues and practical struggle, It's
pressure OF human need and pain and
strife, whatever can truly help must bear
the everyday sunlight. What sweeter AZ.
SurAnCe have We Of divine love than hu.
man love; what surer ground for faith
than faith itself?
And so for my Christmas Offering. in
all the hearty c0mradeship OF ielow.ser.
vice, long 10 bring to this Christmas
paper a faithful shallow OF life now sew.
cred "a life 80 sweet that its perfect mem.
DRY has power to comfort and uplift,
do not seek 10 gather immorteles to Law
upon her grave; no, rather TO scatter
broadcast handful Of that precious wheat
which was garpered there. But ! DIES.
pair! How can words paint q life whose
perpetual benson and renonstrauce were
silent, indirect, lmpersonnl? Her moni.
tons touched all who approached, but II
was BY the witness that she borO TO the
possible intGriGsiOn Of the divine things
In human life.
Whoever holds most dear somo unior.
gotten face, whose clear.cut, regular
features and lovely deliCacy of complexion
no length Of years or illness could ellace,
whole lines, in youth expressive OF
sprightly intelligence and quick SENSIBLE.
ltV, time with his chisel had slowly
craven into the patient beauty Of high in.
tegrity and OVERLOOKING love; such can
picture the pathetic loveliness OF her old
age. .0U
But with the sanity wisdom oil three.
score years and ten, having learned that
love and trust oullivcs all tho storm of lie.
she united In marvellous degree the
quick sympathies, the generous impulses
Of youth.
The gifts Of her actual youth had had
their day her quick perceptions, her sin.
gulArly accurate and rGlRntive memory,
her womNnly powers both oil alaptablity
and undergraduates had served Ier and
served others; but what remained purest,
most stGadEast, as the sun went down, was
confidence toward Heaven and love 10.
ward Man.
She had thought; she had suffered. she
had borne the burden Of tho day, as II
falls on slight shoulders that must vet
lence oil the world from brood OF young
children; she had known all tho bitter.
ness OF reversas Of fortune and tho avert.
cd faces Of friends that stand aloot when
trials come; but, Steadiast herself and ten.
del, through all the years Of struggle, the
end was perfect peace,
In this irail woman, Outworn by tho
conflict OF life, pTisoned In a wheel chair
with severe physical pain rs the constant
companion OF her days, life was still plo.
rIouslY triumphant! We scarce dared 10
offer compassion Tor her SutIeriprs borne
50 yalianuy. Heaven was about her quiet
bed, her homely chair. No woman, In all
the glow and radiance oil undimmed wo.
manhood had sympathy so ready, a tact
10 tnc. All, from tho simplest child. or
the most ignorant servant who came into
her presence, 10 the man or woman in the
full maturity Of intellectual noWor, re-.
ceivcd from her help OF souC sort. We
brnuNhG her love and honaF, Ilnt aha I'm.
parted rather than received. Ills eve was
never dulled to the beauty which had
such power 10 delight her; her ear was
ever quick 10 thrill to tho harmonies of
song or verse. She loved earth and hu.
mankind, and was happy in this life,
though she counted Il 6ut transient
phase Of better and greater ono.
How bright the portals Of another day
opened TO horl Tender, sell.iorRctiuI,
eonsideEate even In that supreme mnment,
10 each dear one about hOr was given Low.
Ing words Of wlse counsel and laHowell-
then gentle folding Of the waxen hands
whose work was done, upon the loving
breast 80 soon to be sill. "Do you sui,
ierH" "CAn We do'anything for your
was the bitter cry Of these who look in
terror upon those awful gates, but to her
there was no grief or pain. 0nce more
The sweet eyes opened With heavenly love
and trust In their gaze. "So,-at peace
with God and man,-at peace with God
and man. and 30 In that sweet iteration
sho sank into that sleep which he giveth
his beloved. D. II. RIG,