Nevada County picayune., 1891-02-26

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ooh time, mighty is the strength Of thy arm :"
Let us roll back the billowy tide OF
time, and disclose the startling
records of it's ruins. Empires have
risen and fallen, and only few
fragments of their former glory re-
main to chronicle their sad fate. All /!
the mutablity of all human great
ness, 1t is driven before the ire
sistible tide of time, like mist is
driven before the bright rays Of
the sun.
Where is lovely Greece to-day, the
home OF the great and the wise! Go
search amid her ruins for an answer.
Once she was beacon light to all
the world, but alas! we drop tear
when we read her sad story. Every
monument of her former glory is tot
tering in ruins, and the fact OF her
fame ere long will only be the evil
dences recorded in history. For
more than two hundred years her OPP
pressors have bound her to the earth,
and the last sad relics Of her magnif-
icent temples are but the barracks OF
ruthless soldiery. She is void OF
everything that is great aud noble,
save her history OF other years. The
sun of her glory is set, but still she
is eloquent in ruins.
Where is the temple of Minerva,
with its walls of pentelic marble,
ivory and gold? 1t has likewise
yielded to the power of time.
Go if you will and muse over the
ruins of the Eternal City '-seven-
hilled Rome, and there you may
PROSTATE yourself in her sarred dust
and weep. Go view her tottering
monuments of former greatness, and
calculate her fall.
Among the ruined evidences OF
pride and ambition may be seen the
ivy clad walls of Babylon, once the
pride of the known world, but now
inhabited by the reptile, and is as sol
itary as the grave.
How about Jerusalem, the City OF
God, where proud Jews struted, and
the siren voices of her women filled
her valleys with melody? The day
star of her glory is set. No wonder
the Savior wcpt over her fate! The
CITY that was so dear to him is now
in ruins.
Time time what an agent OF de-
struction what thought for med
itation
But while time is leveling the pres
cnt evidences of pride and ambition
to the earth. it is creating others
more sublime. The most celebrated
cities of antiquity have been buried
by the irresistible tide Of time, and
the few structures that have survived
the wreck Of ages thus far, are sights
for solemn meditation.
Not less has our own loved land
been the scene of desolatisn. We
are living in land that was once an
Indian Empire, but where are her
possessions to-day! They have been
driven from their native hunting
grounds and the graves OF those dear
to them, and their villages and TEN
pies of the sun have been leveled to
the earth. For centuries they were
the undisputed Masters of the West
ern World, but as time moved stead
lily on, a pilgrim bark came darken-
ing on their shores. This was the
forerunner Of the shameful events
that followed. Had his unfortunate
nation known the final result of his
landing, they would have Frustrated
themselves in grief, for the voices OF
his fair-faccd procession was the
final death-knell Of their tribe. They
yielded not their homes peacably,
neither did other nations yield their
homes peacably.
With slow and solitary step they
took up their march to explore the
Western woods where no man had
ever set foot, but with a sigh and a
tear drop as they took last look at
their native hills. Thus another ma
ton has fallen aud their subjugation
will ere long result in their final ex-
termination from the face OF the