Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1891-05-29

studying the eOlors they begin to carol
ard chirp and COO and twitter and run mp
and down the scales Of a music that they
must have heard at heavens gate. Yes,
find them in Paradise on this the first Fri
day afternoon of the worlds existence. And
sit down on the bank Of the Euphrates,
and the murmurof the river, together with
the chant of birds in the sky, puts me into
a state of somnolence. "And the evening
and the morning were the fifth day"
BEASTS AND MEN.
Nowit is Saturday morning Of the worlds
first week and with this day the week
closes But oh, what = ciimacteric day
The air has its popul$.on and the water
its population Yet the land has not one
inhabitant But here they come, by the
voice of God created Horses grander than
those which in after time Job will describe
as having neck clothed with thunder.
Cattle enough to cover a thousand hills.
Sheep shepherded by him who made for
them the green pastures. Cattle superior
to the Attorneys and Ayrshires and Devon
shires of after times. Ieopards so beauti-
full We are glad they cannot change their
spots Lions without their fiereeness and
all the quadruped world so gentle, osleek,
50 perfect.
Look out how you treat this animal ere
alton, whether they walk the earth or
swim the waters or fly the air. Do you not
notice that God gave them precedence OF
the human racer They were crested FIJI
day and Saturday morning, as man was
created Saturday afternoon. They have a
right to be here. He who gals horse, or
exposes a COW to the storm, or beats dog,
or mauls cat, or CANDLES at the pigeon
kar@r
to answer for it in the Judgment day. You
may console yourself that these creatures
are not immortal and they cannot appear
against you, but the God who made these
creatures and who saw the wrong yod did
them will be there. Better look out, you
stock raisers and railroad companies who
bring the cattle on trains without food or
water for three or four days in hot weather,
a long groan of agony from Omaha to New
York.
Better look out, you farmer riding DO
hind that limping horse with a nail that
the blacksmith drove into the quick. Bet
ter look out, you boys stOning bullfrogs
and turning turtles upside down, and rob
bling birds nests. But something is want
ing in Paradise and the week is almost
done. Who is there to pluck the flowers
of this Edenic lawn Who is there to
command these worlds of quadruped and
fish and bird? For whom has God put
back the curtain from the face of sun and
moon and star? The world wants an EN-
peror and empress. It is Saturday after
noon. 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, a human being is not
curiosity.
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 con-
structeds That needed the OriginatiOn Of
a God. He had no model to work by.
What stupendous work for a Saturday
afternoonl He must originate 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 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 constructed.
Into this body must be put at least nine
million nerves. Over three thousand per-
spring pores must be made for every inch
of fieshly surface.
The human voice must be so constructed
it shall be capable of producing seventeen
trillion fYehundred 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 All,
the construction of that God himself would
not be equal to if he were any the less of
God. Its understanding, its will, its MEM
Ory, its conscience, its capacities Of enjoy
ment or suffering, its immortality What
a work for a Saturday afternoonl Ayel
Before night there we're to be two such
human and yet immortal beings con-
structed. The woman as well as the man
was formed Saturday afternoon. Because
deep sleep fell upon Adam, and by divine
surgery portion of his side was removed
for the nucleus of another creation, it has
been supposed that perhaps days and
nights passed between the masculine and
feminine creations. But mol Adam was
not three hours minated.
If O physician can by anRsthetics put
one into a deep sleep in three minutes,
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profound sleep in a short while that Satur-
day afternoon, and made the deep and radi-
cal excision without causing distress. By
a manipulation Of the dust the same hand
that nodded the mountains nodded the
features and nodded tie limbs Of the IA
Their 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 not pulsate.
A perfect form he Icy along the earth,
symmetrical and Of godlike cOuntenance.
Magnificent piece Of Divine carpentry and
Omnipotept sculpturing, but no visaAty.
A body without soul.
Then the source OF all life stopped to the
inanimate nostril and lip, and as many
skillful and earnest physician has put
his lips to a patient in cOmatose state
and breathed into his mouth and nostril,
and at the same time compressed the
lungs, until that which was artificial res
piratiOn became natural respiration, so
methinks God breathed into this cold
sculpture of a man the breath of life, and
the heart begins to tramp, and the lungs to
inhale, and the eyes to open, and the en-
tire form to thrill, and with the rapture OF
a life just come the PROSTATE being leaps
to his feet-a mani
But the scene Of this Saturday is not yet
done, and in the atmosphere. dFowsy with
the breath Of flowers, and the song Of bobo-
links and robin redbreasts, the man slum-
bers, and by anasthetics, divinely admin
istered, the slumber deepens until without
the oozing of one drop of blood at the time
or the faintest scar afterward, that portion
is removed from his side which is to be
! built M the Queen of Paradise, the daugh-
ter Of the great God, the mother of the
human race, the benediction of all ages,
woman the wife, sfterward woman the
mother. And as the two join hands and
stroll down along the banks of the Eu-
pirates toward bower Of mignonette and
wild rose and honeysuckle, and are listen
ing to thecall of the whip pOOr-will from
the aromatic thiekets, the sun sinks be-
meath the horizon. "And the evening and
the morning were the sixth day"
A GREAT WEEKS WORK.
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