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COLORED LEAVES.
The Roaring Winter Storms Are Now
Heard.
Tho shrii Flute of Northern vends sound.
the ketreat-in the Glittcring Palace
the Father VIII Protect His Chill
drcn From the Frost OF Sin-TnI-
IMAGES Sermon.

In the heaven knoweth her appointed
time; and the turtle, and the crane, and
the swallow observe the time of their
coming; but my people know not the
Judgment of the Lord
When God would set fast n beautiful
thought, He plants il in tree. When
He would put it afloat He fashions it
into n fish.
When He would have il glide the air,
He moulds il into bird. NV text
speaks of four birds of beautiful in
stinct-thc stork, of such strong affec-
ton that IL is allowed Familiarity to
come, in Holland and Germany. and
build it's nest over the doorway; the
sweet-dispositione6 turtle-dove. ming
ling in color white, and black, and
brown, and ashcn, and chestnut; the
crane, with voice like the clang of a
trumpet; the swallow, swift as n dart
shot out of the bow of heaven, falling,
mounting, slSimming-four birds started
by the prophet twenty-five centuries
ago, yet flying on through the ages,
with rousing truth under glossy wing
and in the clutch of stout claw. sup
pose it may have been this very season
OF the year-autumn-and the prophet
out of doors, thinking of the impeni-
tence of the people of his day, hears n
great cry over head.
Now, you know ii is no easy thing
for one with ordinary delicacy of eye
sight to look into the deep blue of the
MONDAY heaven; but the prophet looks
up, and there are flocbs of storlSs, and
turtle-doves, and cranes. and swallows,
drawn out in long lines for fight south
ard A. 70 hot, Lrl~ al.
arranged themselves into two lines
making an angle, wedge splitting the
air with wild velocity, the old crane,
with commanding call, bidding them
onward; while the towns, and the cities,
and the continents slid under them.
The prophet, almost blinded from look
ing into the dazzling heavens, stoops
down and begins to think how much
superior the birds are in sagacity about
their safety than men about theirs; and
he puts his hand upon the pen, and be-
gins to write: THE storlI in the heaven
knoweth her appointed time; and the
turtle and the crane and the swallow
observe the time of their coming: but
my people know not the Judgment of
the Lord"
If you were in the field to-day--in the
clump of trees at the corner of the field
you would see convention of birds,
noisy rs the American congress the last
night before adjournment, or as the
English parliament when some unfortu-
nate member proposes more economy in
the queens households convention of
birds all talking at once, moving and
passing resolutions on the subject of
migration; some proposing to go to-
morrow, some moving that they go to-
day, some moving that they go to Brazil,
some to Florida, some to the table
lands of Mexico, but all unanimous in
the fact that they must go soon,
for they have marching orders
from the Lord, written on the
first white sheet of the frost
and in the pictorial of the changing
leaves. There is not better lxingfisher.
or chafiinch, or fire-crested wren, or
plover, or n red-legged partridge but
expects to spend the winter at the
south, for the apartments have already
been ordered for them in South America
or in Africa; and after thousands of
miles of flight, they will stop in the
very tree where they spent last Janu-
airy. Farewell, bright plumage! Until
spring weather, away! Fly on, great
band of heavenly musicians! Strew
the continents with music, and whether
from northern fields, or Carolinian
swamps, or Brazilian groves men see
your wing, or hear your voice, may they
bethinS themselves of the solemn words
of the text: The storlx inothe heaven
knoweth her appointed time; and the
turtle and the crane and the swallow
observe the time OF their coming: but
my people know not the Judgment of
the Lord"
propose, so far as God may help me,
this morning, carrying out the idea of
the text, to show that the birds of the
air have more sagacity than men. And
begin by particularizing by saying
that they mingle music with their work.
The most serious undertaking of n
birds life is this annual travel from the
Hudson to the Amazon, from the
Thames to the Nile Naturalists tell us
that they arrive there thin, and weary,
and plumage ruff ed, and yet they go
singing all the way; the ground, the
lower line of the music, the sky, the
upper line of the music, themselves, the
notes scattered up and down between.
j suppose their song gives elasticity to
their wing, and helps on with the jour
ney, dwindling thousand miles into
four hundred. Would God that we
wero IA wise as they in mingling Chris
tian song with our everyday work!
believe there is such thing as taking
the pitch OF Christian devotion in the
morning, and keeping IL all the day.
think we might take some of the dullest,
heaviest, most disagreeable work of our
life, and set IL TO the tune of Antioch"
or mt Pisgah."
II is a good sign when you hear
workman whistle. II is n better sign
when you hear him hum a roundelay.
IL is still better sign when you hear
him sing the words of Isaac Watts or
Charles Wesley. A violin chorded and
strung, IL something accidentally
strikes II, makes music, and suppose
there is such things as having our
hearts 50 attuned by divine grace that
even the rough collisions Of life will
make Heavenly vibration. ! do not
believe that the power of Christian
song has yet been fully tried believe
that II we could roll the cold Hun
dred" doxology through Wall street IL
would put an end 20 any financial
Disturbance I believe that the dis
cords, and the sorrows, and the
sins Of the world are 10 be
swept out by Heaven-born hallelu