Connecticut western news., 1891-05-27

three or four days in hot weather, a long groan of agony from Omaha to New York. Better look out, you farm CT riding behind that limping horse with nail that the blacksmith drove into the quick. Better look out, you boys stoning bullfrogs and turning tur- ties upside down and robbing birds nests. But something is wanting in Paradise, and the week is almost done. Who is there to pluck the flowers of this Edenic lawn9 Who is there to command these worlds of quadruped and fish and bird2 For whom has God put back the curtain from the face of sun and moon and starr The world wants an emperor and empress. It is Saturday afternoon. No one but the Lord Almighty can originate a human being. In the world where there are in the latter part of the Nineteenth century over fourteen hundred million people. human being is not curios ity.
 But how about the first human eye that was ever kindled, the first human ear that was ever opened, the first human lung that ever breathed, the first human heart that ever beat, the first human life ever constructed9 That needed the origination of God He had no model to work by. What stupendous work for Saturday after noonl He must originate a style of human heart through which all the blood in the body must pass every three minutes He must make that heart so strong that it can during each day lift what would be equal to one hundred and twenty tons of weight, and it must be so arranged as to beat l over thirty-six million times every year. | About five hundred muscles must be strung in the right place, and at least two hundred and fifty bones con structed Into this body must be put at least nine million nerves Over three thousand perspiring pores must be made for every inch of fleshly sur l face ....
 1 The human voice must be so con- structed it shall be capable of produc- ing seventeen trillion five hundred and ninety-two billion one hundred and eighty-six million forty-four thousand four hundred and fifteen sounds. But all this the most insignificant part of the human being. The soul! An, the construction of that God himself would not be equal to if he were any the less of God It's understanding, it's will, it's memory. it's conscience, it's capaci- ties of enjoyment or suffering, it's i'm mortalityl What a work for Satur- day afternoonl Ayel Before night there were to be two such human and yet immortal beings constructed. The woman as we'll as the man was formed Saturday afternoon. Because a deep sleep fell upon Adam, and by divine surgery a portion of his side was re- moved for the nucleus of another ere ation, it has been supposed that per haps days and nights passed between the masculine and feminine creations But no! Adam was not three hours unmated. v.
 If physician can by an9sthetics put one into deep sleep in three minutes God certainly could have put Adam into profound sleep in short while that Saturday afternoon, and made the deep and radical excision without caus ing distress By manipulation of the dust, the same hand that molded the mountains nolded the features, and nodded the limbs of the father of the human race But his eyes did not see, and his nerves did not feel, and his muscles did not move, and his lungs did not breathe, and his heart did no, pulsate A perfect form he lay along the earth, symmetrical and of godlike countenance. Magnificent piece of di vine carpentry and omnipotent sculpt uring. but no vitality. A body with out soul.
 Then the source of all life stopped tc the inanimate nostril and lip, and, a. many a skillful and earnest physician has put his lips to a patient in comatost state and breathed into his mouth and nostril, and at tho same time compressed the lungs until that which was artificial respiration became natural respiration so lnethinSs God heathed into this colo sculpture of man the breath of life, and the heart begins to tramp, and the lungs to inhale, and the eyes to open and the entire form to thrill. 'nd witt the rapture of life just come tho prostrate being leaps to his feet-a man
 But the scene of this Saturday is no, vet done, and in the atmosphere drowsy with the breath of flowers, ant the song of bobolinks and robin red breasts, the lnan slunbers. and b. anasthetics. divinely administered, th' slumber deepens until. without the ooz ing of one drop of blood at the time O the faintest scar afterward, that portion is removed from his side which is to b' built up the Queen of Paradise, thu daughter of the great God, the mothe of the human race, the benediction of al ages, woman the wife, afterward won an the mother. And as the two joil hands and stroll down along the bank of the Euphrates toward d bower o mignonette and wild rose and honey . suckle, and are listening to the call o the whip poor-will from the aromati
 thickets, the sun sinks beneath the hori zon. And the evening and the mornin , were the sixth day"
 , THE WORKS OF THE LORD.
 5 What do you think of that one week work? I review it not for entertain ment, but because l would have yo f join in David's doxology, Great am l marvellous are thy works, Lord Go
 Almighty;" because l want you t , know what a homestead our Fathe , built for his children at the start , though sin has despoiled it, and be , cause 1 want you to know how tn