Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-04-13
AN Essay BY A KING.
A Pretty BIT of Sentiment by the EIng
Norway aud sweden.

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Norway aud sweden
One autumn morning as the sun had
just lifted its golden orb above the hori-
zon, without, however, its rays having as
yet warmed the cold air ! beheld stand
ing 10y the roadside some birch trees,
already covered with yellow leaves. Their
day was drawing to close, their life Of
bloom, though brief, had been lovely one;
life passed in the glorious nature of the
north.
When the rays of the vernal sun had
melted snow and ice, when unclaimed riv-
ulets prattled pleasantly, and the lark
struck its notes in the azure SKY. tender
dusk had come forth from the cold branches
and twigs, the buds became leaves;
they throve in the balmy spring breezes.
The young leaves clad themselves in the
green color of hope. So long rs sum
mer, the golden-tressed goddess ruled in
the north, they enjoyed their own bloom
ing loveliness. In innocence ard sim
plicity they caressed each other and
offered delicious shade to the wanderer
fatigued by the fierce sun. Now. when
summer-the too brief one of the north
has fled, behold with what humility they
bear their fate and shed the treasures Of
their crown. In their decadence in their
misfortune, they stand vonder as if none
the less admiring the silent morning hour.
They seem as if speaking to the traveller,
who hastens by to his daily calling after
his Sunday rest. And they awaken in him
wonder, and call forth thoughts that are
less of this world.
Brother! Man has also his spring ms
summer and his autumn. Spring is MS
youth, summer his manhood and autumn
his old age. But in the heyiay Of
mans springtide there may be au-
tumn; in his autumn-tide gleam Of
drawing spring. Sorrow may change
morn into eve, spring into autumn. The
tree of life struck by the storm raises it
self again with officially, or requires, at
all events, time to do so. 1t might, in
deed, be an impossibility but for Samar-
itans ready to give a helping hand.
Even the solitary desert palm may be
shaken by the sirocco till it falls, be it ever
so tall and strong.
But in the depth of autumn there
may, God be praised also be spring. Be-
hold the charming birch trees in the grove
yonderl They are going to rest through
the long winter night, contented with their
long summer life, for they hope that when
winter has exhausted its fury, Il still more
balmy enchanting song than the howling
autumn storms shall summon them to a
new life, to fresh joys And such is their
existence, an unbroken chain of births
and deaths
And we? We, who are often migrate
ful when the world goes against us-we
who grumble and rebel against the wise
Of IL
wish to build up world ourselves, which
we imagine would be a better one-what
ought we to remember?
Is not the promise sown in cur hearts
of resurrection and spring, after the au-
tumn of life and the grave of winter? Is
1t not surer and more blessed than that
of any other creature in the realm of
nature? Have we not been endowed with
the gift of living in sympathy here below
and of walking together along the road
of life in love and friendship? And is not
| this gift greater treasure than all those
which the man of pleasure deems price
less Why do We, then, despair? The
spring following upon our winters grave
will not depart from us, for it is eternal.
Far more glorious is it than any earthly
spring. The Sun is God, and we are am
gels therein.
Should we believe that friendship formed
here below shall also follow us thither
Why should we not believe that it shall
become even stronger than here? Aye,
friendship, which has united mankind
through all ages, in which they have
lived, labored and struggled to reach the
same goal, although by different roads
that friendship will certainly remain
with us when the haven is reached, and
it shall, on a brighter spring morn, and
to more glorious spring chant, follow rs
into the eternal spring, and be the most
cherished and joyful recollection of our
past life on earth-of chilly autumn
tide Oscar Fred,lk in the NiaeteeaM Cea-