Morning journal and courier., 1891-11-27

else could, the worth of the parent tree. 'Tis the pledge of childhood to manhood, and of manhood to old age. 'Tis the bridal of spring time and summer, autumn and winter. And glad am I that Thanksgiving day blows it's dinner horn, not only in Massachusetts and Connecticut, but throughout the length and breadth of the land.
 But alasl many home circle that was will not be reunited to-day. Lover and friend have been put far from them, and their acquaintance into darkness-some by flood, some by fire, some by sickness; and not few among the living will cay:
 70 for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
 And the sound of 8 voice that is still
 'sBut the tender grace of 2 day that is dead
 Will never come back to them"
 The death angel shook his dark wings over happy homes, and they that were are not.
 Their day has perished in the green;
 Their life is cold to what has been; And yet
 q wage not any feud with Death
 Eor ehangas s wrought b grfbs Gn form b and face'
 May breed with them, can fright my faith.
 Eternal process moving on,
 From state to state the spirit walks;
 And these are but the shattered stalks
 Or ruined chrysalis of one.
 Nor blame Death, because he bare
 The use of virtue out of earth;
 know transpianted human worth
 Will bloom to profit, otherWhere.
 For this alone on Death I wreak
 The wrath that gamers in my heart;
 He put our lives so far apart
 We cannot hear each other speak"
 An, yes! He has put our lives so far apart we cannot look into their faces; we cannot take them by the hand; we cannot hear the words they utter. And though heaven is better place than earth, and though
 ''There must be wisdom with great death" still. when our friends go away, the nerve that loves is the nerve that suffers, is it nota Submission, resignations Yes. But Jesus wept, and they said, Behold, how he loved himl'' I loved my mother, and when she died it brought great grief to my heart, nor has it been removed, nor will it till I meet her in the paradise above. But some one may say, If your mother is We'll, there .s the grief of shallow love and the grief of deep rich love. The for mer will not start the tear nor sadden the heart; the latter will. And little would l give for that love which has in it willing ness to let-me die and go to heaven. Res ignation may be cheerful toward God, but burden to spoil many Thanksgiving dinner here on the earth. And this is no theory of mine; it is a truth as old as the race, lost sight of sometimes, but none the less important. Resignation is one thing, walking the earth in loneliness is quite an other thing. And many poor soul will say to-day, as it recalls the death of loved one,
 70 the heavy change now thou art gone Now thou art gone, and never must returnl" But many families have not been bro- ken. Death has not invaded their circle, Nor have they felt the pinching hand or iron gripe of poverty and want. They should be thankful to God and bless his l name. And 80 should all be thankful. But the facts, as already stated, do exist. l The web of life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. And there can be nc day on earth when the deep calm of an l unbroken joy and an assured future shall ! permeate and hope inspire all human l hearts.
 As already stated, we are more highly 1 favored than our fathers were, and the flu. | ture is bright with promise. And if we l look back with love and honor upon those l who sowed in tears that we might reaI | with joy, what shall be the fruit of the words we speak and the deeds we do | 4Iuiy Luduhlu ul SuOulu WO Oo 1oI LILO uQdu blessings that have been bequeathed to us and truly thankful should the future be because of our work. We have more 1 light, more knowledge, more of everything that moves the social, the intellectual, the moral, the religious entities of life. Goo is unfolding his mind through the inven tive minds of men, so that even genius it l self cries out: 'Wonderful! wonderful!' | Our place among the nations is unique | No people on the round earth have so many causes for thanksgiving as we have, an6 that the very best praise service we car offer to God is life service.
 As already intimated, just now there il a hush and Hull throughout the entir' earth. But a cloud deep and dark ant l awful hangs over kingdoms empires, na tions. When it will burst and sweep grea armies before it like leaves before tn, blast, God only knows. But this we know the guns are charged, the cannon loaded the electric currents made ready for thu lightning And when the time ordained has fully come, then the whole creation will groan and travail together in pain ;the1 the blood will touch blood; then, man, hearts will fail because of fear. But amic weeping and wailing and sorrow we ma, hope to praise God for grievances redresset and abuses reformed; for open doors, wher righteousness shall go in, and wickednes come out. As the fire burns, old nests o corruption will be consumed. As armed men dash one against another, old wrong will cry to heaven for burial so deep tha they shall know no resurrection. Ant while every battle of the warrior is witl confused noise, and garments rolled i, blood, we, as nation, through great trib ulation have reached place where we d. not fear the enemy without, and if found in ways of righteousness, can grind t. powder the enemy within. And with great gratitude in our hearts, even thougl our joy be mingled with sorrow, we can, know, offer unto God thanksgiving. And if it would be pleasant on 8 Decembe morning to wake up and find sweet sum mer day, full of grace and charm, ant beauty, may it be more heart inspirip, and more joy communicating to be thor oughly cognizant of another fact, and tha is, the deep significance of our nationa thanksgiving There is no other conntr, in the world that has it. Or, to use th' words of Withrow:
 "An annual day for national thanksgiv ing to God is strictly an institution in tn, United States. We copied it from n, country. No nation has initiated ou custom. No other people has had thu same reasons for establishing such an or dinance. We never had SO much reason as now TOT perpetuat1ng what our p1ou ancestors established. When the Hebrew singer said of Israel, God hath not deal so with any nation,' (referring to the pleni tude of his favor for it). the statement wa true to date. But to-day the United State of America is the one nation of the eartl to which the assertion applies: God hatl not dealt so with any nation.'"
 "Sail on, o ship of state!
 Sail on, Unson, strong and great! | Humanity, with all it's fears, With all the hopes If future years,
 | Is hanging breathless on thy fate.
 l We know what master laid thy keel, I What workmen wrought thy sides of steel- l Who made each mast and sail, and rope, 1 What anvils rang, what hammers beat, l In what forge and what heat
 Were shaped the anchors of thy hope. Fear not each sudden sound and shock; 'Tis of the wave, and not the rock;
 Iris but the Tapping of sail, And not a rent made by the gale. . l In spite of rock and tempest's roar;
 In spite of false lights on the shore Sail on; nor fear to breast the sea- Our hearts, our hopes are all with thee. , Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, ! Our faith, triumphant Der our fears, Are all with thee. Are all with theo'' , Fast Progressing. , The State Street Horse Railroad compan had large force of men at work yesterda at double tracking the road Double track are now laid on State street from Pear street to Elm street This work uv;Il h