Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1888-09-27
CHOICE EXCERPTS.

CHOICE EXCERPTS.
THE eternal stars shine out as soon as
it is dark enough.
THE desire of appearing clever often
prevents our being so.
WHAT is becoming is honorable, and
what is honorable is becoming.
CHRISTIANITY, which is always true
to the heart, knows no abstract virtues,
but virtues resulting from our wants,
are useful to all.
He that does not know those things
which are of use and necessity for him
to know is but an ignorant man, what
ever he may know besides.
1t may serve as a comfort to us, in all
our calamities and affections, that he
who loses anything and gets wisdom by
it is gamer by the loss.
IT is our relation to circumstances
that determines their influence upon us.
The same wind that carries one vessel
into port may blow another off shore.
DEBT is to the man what the serpent
is to the bird; its eye fascinates, its
breath poisons, its coil crushes sinew
and bone, its jaw is the pitiless grave.
MUCH as worthy friends add to the
happiness and value of life, we must in
the main depend on ourselves, and ev
eryone is his own best friend or worst
enemy.
IF you suppress the exorbitant love of
pleasure and money, idle curiosity. in
iquitous pursuits and wanton mirth,
what a stiffness would there be in the
greatest cities!
THE Bible begins gloriously with Par
adise, the symbol of youth, and ends
with the everlasting kingdom, with the
holy city. The history of every man
should be Bible.
IT is not the fancy, not the reason of
things, that makes us so uneasy. 1t is
not the place, nor the condition, but the
mind alone, that can make anybody hap
py or miserable.
MEN who neglect Christ, and try to
win heaven through mOralities, are like
sailors at sea in storm, who pull, some
at the bowSprit and some at the main
mast, but never touch the helm.
A MAN may read the figures on the
! dial, but he cannot tell how the day goes
unless the sun shines on the dial; we
may read the Bible over, but we cannot
learn to purpose till the spirit of God
shines into our hearts,
CHRISTIAN graces are like perfumes;
the more they are pressed, the sweeter
they smell; like stars that shine bright
est in the dark; like trees, the more they
are shaken, the deeper root they take,
and the more fruit they bear.
THE relations of Christians to each
other are like the several flowers in a
garden that have upon each other the
dew of heaven, which, being shaken by
the wind, they let fall the dew at each
others roots, whereby they are jointly
nourished, and become nourisherS of
one another.
WHAT is the Bible in your house? 1t
is not the Old Testament, it is not the
! New Testament, it is not the Cos
pei according to Matthew or Mark or
Luke or John; it is the Gospel accord
ing to William, it is the Gospel accord
ing to Mary, it is the Gospel according to
Henry and James, it is the Gospel ac-
cOrding to your name. You write your
Lwn Bible.
UNDER the influence of music We are
all deluded in some way. We imagine
that the performers must dwell in the
regions to which they lift their hearers.
We are reluctant to admit that a man
NAV blow the most sOul-animating
strains from his trumpet and yet be a
coward; or melt an audience to tears
with his violin, and yet be heartless
profigate.
EVERY ONE, however humble, has a
mission to do, or say, or thlnK-Some-
thing which has never been done, or
said, or thought; therefore let each one,
while gratefully accepting the help and
profiting by the wisdom of others, culti-
vate his own Individuality, live his indie
pendent life, and fulfil his own possi-
bilities.
WHEN the Gauls laid waste Rome,
they found the Senators clothed in their
robes and seated in stern tranquility in
their curule chairs; in this manner they
suffered death without resistance or sup
plication. Such conduct in them was
applauded as noble and magnanimouS;
in the hapless Indians it was reviled as
both obstinate and sullen. How truly
are we the dupes of show and circum-
stances! How different is virtue, cloth
ed in purple and enthroned in state,
from virtue naked and destitute, and
perishing obscurely in a wilderness.
GRAINS OF GOLD.
To rule oneself is in reality the great
est triumph.