Connecticut western news., 1890-11-26

From the hills of New Hampshire and the hills of Virginia and the hills of Georgia come into our national elo- quence the Websters and the Clays and the Henry w. Gradys. From the plain homes of Massachusetts and Maryland come into our national charities the George Peabodys and the William Cor corans. From the cabins of the lonely country regions come into our national destinies the Andrew Jacksons and the Abraham Lincolns. From plowboys furrow and village counter and black smiths forge come most of our city giants. Nearly all the Messiahs in all departments dwelt in Nazareth before they came to Jerusalem. send this day thanks from these cities, mostly made prosperous by country boys to the farm houses and the prairies and the mountain cabins, and the obscure homesteads of north and south and east and west, to the fathers and moth CTS in plain homespun, if they be still alive or the hillocks under which they sleep the long sleep. Thanks from Je- rusalem to Nazareth
 MODERN cRUcIF1xIoN
 But alas that the city should so often treat the country boys as of old the one from Nazareth was treated at Jeru- saleln Slain not by hammers and spikes, but by instruments just as cruel. On every street of every city the cruci- fixion goes on. Every year shows its ten thousand of the slain. Oh, how we grind them up! Under what wheels, in what mills and for what an awful grist! Let the city take better care of these boys and young men arriving from the country. They are worth saving. They are now only the pre- face of what they will be if instead of sacrificing you help them. Boys as grand as the one who. with his elder brother climbed into a church tower, and not knowing their danger went outside on some timbers, when one of those timbers broke and the boys fell, and the older boy caught on a beam and the younger clutched the foot of the older; the older could not climb up with the younger hanging to his feet, so the younger said: "John, am go- ing to let go; you can climb out into safety, but you can't climb up with me holding fast; I am going to let go; kiss mother for me and tell her not to feel badly; good-by" and he let go, and was so hard dashed upon the ground he was not recognizable. Plenty of such brave boys coming up from Naza- reth! Let Jerusalem be careful how it treats them
 A gentleman long ago entered a school in Germany, and he bowed very low before the boys, and the te acher said, Why do you do thatg" ''Oh," said the visitor, "I do not know what mighty man may yet be developed among them" At that instant the eyes of one of the boys flashed fire. Who was it2 Martin Luther. A lad on his way to school passed doorstep on which sat lame and invalid child. The passing boy said to him, "Why don't you go to school?' ''Oh, am lame and I can't walk to school!" 'sGet on my back" said the we'll boy, "and I will carry you to school" And so he did that day and for many days, until the invalid was fairly started on the road to an education. Who was the well boy that did that kindness? I don't know. Who was the invalid he carried? It was Robert Hall, the rapt pulpit orator of all Christendom Bet ter give to the boys who come up from Nazareth to Jerusalem crown instead of a cross.
 AN OLD TIME CARPENTER SHOP.
 On this December morning in Pales- tine on our way out from Nazareth we saw just such carpenters shop as Jesus worked in, supporting his wid- owed mother, after he was old enough to do SO. looked in, and there were hammer, and saw, and plane, and auger, and wise, and measuring rule, wrench, and bit, and all the tools of carpentry Think of it! He who smoothed the surface of the earth, showing a plane. He who cleft the mountains by earthquake, pounding a chisel. He who opened the mammoth caves of the earth, turning an auger. He who yields the thuhderbolt, strik- ing with a hammer. He who scooped out the bed for the ocean. hollowing a ladle. He who flashes the morning on the. earth, and makes the midnight heavens quiver with aurora construct ing window. I cannot understand it, but believe it.
 A skeptic said to an old clergyman, ''I will not believe anything cannot explain" ''Indeed!" said the clergy man. ''You will not believe anything you cannot explaina Please to explain to me why some COWS have horns and others hav., no horns" "No," said the skeptic; II did not mean exactly that I mean that I will not believe anything have not seen." ''Indeed!" said the clergyman. "You will not be- Have you backbone2" Yes" said the skeptic ''How do you knowr' said the clergyman. Have you ever seen it7' This mystery of Godhead and humanity interjoined cannot un- derstand and cannot explain, but I believe it. I am glad there are so many things we cannot understand, for that leaves something for heaven. If we knew everything here heaven would be great indofence.
 What foolish people those who are in perpetual fret because they cannot understand all that God says and does. A child in the first juvenile primer might as we'll burst into tears because it cannot understand comic sections. In this world we are only ill the X s c class, and we cannot now understand the