The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1881-09-04

Who shall dare to subject the ways
Of providence to the standard of human
Judgment And yet, where shall we
seek for consolation in the great calam-
ity that is possibly overtaking the ma
ton? We, Of course, incline to the be-
lief that there is compensation In all
things, and are thoroughly aware OF
the fact, that the sun which Is setting
in clouds and darkness with US. may be
rising in glorious effulgence upon our
antipodes. But this is more frequent
ly philosophy OF q spectator than that
of an actor-of a Spectator than that
| Of a sufferer. Could we but compre-
bend the depth Of the agony. or analyze
the hopelessness Of the feelings which
should, humanity speaking, pervade the
whole being Of the venerable and benign
lady whose portrait graces yet saddens
our pages to-day, should her worst fears
be realized, our philosophizing on this
point will be greatly embarrassed.
"What compensation can there be for
her?" We shall be ready to exclaim and
30 far as a mere materiallstic view Of
the case is concerned, what compens-
alton, indeed?
After fifty years of the most sanctif-
ed widowhood and sublime devotion to
her family, all Of whom were left help
less orphans on her struggling hands,
she had the ineffable happiness Of see
ing the noble lessons Of industry, moral
ity and religion which she had taught
them, crowned with more than success;
and beheld with pride and joy the son
who had so long and ardently loved her,
and who was, in turn, the apple Of her
eye, raised to the highest dignity in the
gift of the nation, and beloved and
honored universally. 1t was her COM
p~ensation for all the tears and prayers
and sufferings that had characterized
her early narrow circumstances, when
she was struggling from morning till
night to make his future creditable,
alike to country, his kindred and him
self. In his marked career, both a. a
statesman and a soldier, and in his final
elevation to the proudest honor that can
fall to the lot of an American citizen,
she recognized the benign and helping
hand of heaven. But lol scarcely had
the tears Of ~unspeakable joy and graft
tude filed her aged. eyes-scarcely had
the ecstatic voice Of Thanksgiving died
on her trembling lips, as she saw him
emerge from the great masses Of the
commonwealth and ascend the loftiest
pedestal known to the constitution,
when the glorious vision was swept
with lightning speed from before her
raptured gaA, and all was darkness
and blood
This noble American matron has liv-
ed to ONE purpose, and benefited by
the lessons Of virtue, morality and the
hope Of heaven which she had early
taught her children. She has never at
tempted to arraign the DEGREES Of provi-
dence, but has bowed submission to the
will of heaven; believing that ''all things
work together for good" Consequent
ly in this the hour of her distress, she
will look beyond the precincts Of this
world for compensation touching any
case that may be heartrending and IN
applicable to her here, This simple and
exalted philosophy will sustain her un-
der all circumstances, and enable her
to drain this bitter cup with f~ortitude,
unless heaven In its compassion should
snatch it from her lips.