Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1891-11-30

floor should have the privilege of eat
ing some of the grain as he trod it out,
and muzzling was forbidden If young
birds were taken from the nest for
food, the despoiler's life depended on
the mother going free God would not
let the mother bird suffer in one day
the loss of her young and her own
liberty. And he who regarded in olden
time the conduct of man toward the
brutes, today looks down from heaven
and is interested in every minnow that
swims the stream, and every rock that
cIeaves the air, and every herd that
bleats or neighs or lows in the pas
ture
Why did God make all these and why
make them SO happy? How account
for all this singing and dancing and
frisking amid the irrational creation?
Why this heaven for the animalcule in
a dewdrop! Why for the condor
throne on Chimborazo? Why the gilt
ter of the phosphorus in the ships wake
on the sea, which is said to be only the
frolic of millions of insects? Why the
perpetual chanting of so many voices
from the Irrational creation in earth
and air and ocean-beasts, and all cat
tie, creeping things and flying fowl, per-
mitted to join in the praise that goes
up from seraph and archangel? Only
one solution, one explanation, one an
swer-God is good. The earth is full
of the goodness of the Lord"
THE COMFORTS OF MAN.
| take a step higher, and notice the
adaptation of the world to the comfort
and happiness of man The sixth day
of creation had arrived. The palace of
the world was made, but there was no
king to live in it. Leviathan ruled the
deep the eagle the air, the lion the
field, but where was the scepter which
should rule all? A new style of being
was created. Heaven and earth were
represented in his nature. His body
from the earth beneath; his soul from
the heaven above. The one reminding
him of his origin, the other speaking of
his destiny-himself the connecting link
between the animal creation and an
gelic intelligence. In him a strange
commingling of the temporal and eter-
nal, the finite and the infinite, dust and
glory. The earth for his floor and
heaven for his roof; God for his father;
eternity for bis lifetime.
The Christian anatomist, gazing upon
the conformation of the human body,
exclaims, "Fearfully and wonderfully
made" No embroidery so elaborate,
no gauze so delicate, no color SO ex-
Quisite, no mechanism SO graceful, no
handiwOrk so divine. So quietly and
mysteriOusly does the human body per-
form its functions that it was not until
five thousand years after the creation
of the race that the circulation of the
blood was discovered, and though
ANTAGONISTS of all countries and ages
have been so long exploring this castle
of life they have only begun to under
stand it.
Volumes have been written of the
hand WondrOus istrument With it
we give friendly recognition, and grasp
the sword, and climb the rock, and
write and carve and build. 1t con-
structed the pyramids and hoisted the
Parthenon. 1t made the harp and then
struck out of it all the worlds min
strelsy. In it the white marble of
Pentelicon mines dreamed itself away
into immortal sculpture. 1t reins in
the swift engine, it holds the steamer
to its path in the sea, it snatches the
fire from heaven, it feels the pulse of
the sick child with its delicate touch,
and makes the nations quake with its
stupendOus achievements.
What power brought down the for
eSts, and made the marshes blossom,
and burdened the earth with all the
cities that thunder on with enterprise
and power? Four fingers and a thumb
A hundred million dollars would not
purchase for you a machine as exquisite
and wonderful as your own hand.
Mighty hand! In all its bones and
muscles and joints learn that God is
good.
COMPLEXITIES OF THE BODY.
Behold the eye, which, in its photo
graphic gallery, in an instant catches
the mountain and the sea. This per-
petual telegraphing of the nerves; these
Joints, that are the only hinges that do
not wear out; these bones and muscles
ST the body, with fourteen thousand
different adaptations; these one hun
dred thousand glands; these two hun
dred million pores; this mysterious
heart, contracting four thousand times
every hour; this chemical process
of digestion; this laboratory, be-
yond the understanding of the most |
skillful philosophers; this furnace,
whose heat is kept up from cradle to
grave; this factory of life, whose wheels |
and spindles and bands are God di- |
rected. If we could realize the won
ders of our physical organization we |
would be hypochondriacs, fearing every
moment that some part of the machine
would break down. But there are men
here who have lived through seventy
years, and not q nerve has ceased to
thrill, or a muscle to contract, or a lung |
to breathe, or a hand to manipulate.
l take a step higher and look at |
mans mental constitution. Behold the |
benevolence of God in powers of per-
ception, or the faculty of transporting |
this outside world into your own mind |
gathering into your brain the males
ty of the storm and the splendors of
the day dawn, and lifting into your
put glass of water to your lips.
Watch the law of association or the |
mysterious linking together of all you
ever thought or knew or felt, and then
giving you the power to take hold of |
the clew line and draw through your
mind the long train with indescribable
velocity-one thought starting up a
hundred, and this again a thousand
as the chirp of one bird sometimes
wakes whole forest of voices, or the
thrum of one string will rouse an or
chestra.
Watch your memory-that sheaf |
binder that goes forth to gather the
harvest of the past and bring it into
the present. Your power and velocity
of thought-thought of the swift wing
and the lightning foot; thought that
outspeeds the star, and circles through |
the heavens, and weighs worlds, and
from posing amid wheeling constella-
lions, comes down to count the bios