Milford chronicle., 1893-09-08

I Another spirit came ana took the Douy Z
poet and did his work. After awhil
Ulysses came, and he said: "Why, all TIA
fine bodies are taken, and all the gram
work is taken. There is nothing left TO
me-" And some one replied, ''Ahl the bes
one has been left for YOU Ulysses said
whats thats" And the reply was, "Th
body Of a common man, doing a common
work and for common reward" A gcc'
fable for the world and just as good iabL
for the church
But, I remark again, we ought to bring
the religion Of Jesus Christ into our or
dinary blessings Every autumn the presi
dent of the United States and the governor
make proclamation, and we are called to
gether in our churches to give thanks T.,
God for his goodness. But every day ought
to be a thank giving der va take mosi
of the blessings OF life ,iaatter OF course
/ We have had ten thou .a blessings thi,
morning for which W, a.sve not thanked
God. Before the nigh, ues, we viii have
a thousand more bless you will never
I think Of mentioning b,.-41 God.
/ We must see blind u.an led along by
his dog before we learn Vaat grand thing
/ it is to have one's eyesisar. We must see a
man with St. Vitus aance before we
Z learn what a grand thius it is to have the
use of our physical energies. We must see
some soldier crippled, limping along On his
crutch, or his empty coatsleeve pinned up,
before we learn what grand thing it is to
have the use of all our physical faculties.
In other words, we are so stupid that moth
ing but the misfortunes of others can wake
us up to an appreciation of our common
blessings
We get ON board a train and start for
Boston and come to Norwal5 bridge, and
the draw is off, and erashl goes the train
Fifty lives dushed out We escape We
come home in great excitement and call
our friends around US and they cOngratu-
late us, and we all kneel down and thank
God Tor our escape while so many peTished.
But tomorrow morning you get on train
Of cars for Boston. You cross that bridge
at Norwalk You cross all the other
bridges. You get TO Boston in safety.
Then you return home. Not an accident,
not an alarm. No thanks
In other words, you seem to be more
grateful when 80 people lose their lives and
you get or, than you are grateful 90 God
when you all get on, and you have no
alarm at all. Now son ought to be thank
ful when you escape from accident, but
more thankful when they all escape In
the one case your gratitude is somewhat
selfish, in the other it is more like what il
ought to be-
OH these common mercies, these COM
mon blessings, how little we appreciate
them and how soon we forget them Like
the OK grazing, with the clover up to its
eyes, like the bird picking the worm ont of
the furrow-never thinking to thank God,
who makes b9egrass grow and who gives life
to q Ao'---. ing thing, from the animalcGia
:. -, - -sad~ to the sa,anl the throne
IEs.l--ssIeing on the 9th of November, in
the autumn of the year, but blessings hour
by hour and day by day and no thanks at
ALL
compared our Indifference to the brute,
but perhaps / wronged the brute. 1 do not /
know but that among it's other instincts il /
may have an instinct by which it recog-
nizes the Divine hand that feeds it, do |
not know but that God is through it hold /
ing communication with what we call "ir- |
rational creation" The COW that stands |
under the willow by the water course chew
ing her cud looks very thankful and who /
can tell how much, bird means by its 4
songs The aroma of the flowers smells like /
incense, and the mist arising from the river .
ice Oh, that we were as responsivel
If you were thirsty aud asked me for a
lriuk and / gave you tLis glass of water,
rour common instinct would reply, Thank
-ou" And yet how many chalices Of mer-
" we get hour by hour from the hand Of
he Lord our Father and our King, and we
10 not even think 10 say THANK you.n
More Just to meu than we are just to God.
Who thinks Of thanking God for the
water gushing up in the well, foaming in
he cascade, laughing over the rocks, pat
ering in the shower, clapping its hands
II the sea? Who thinks to thank God for
hatg Who thinks to thank God for the
ir, the fountain Of life, the bridge Of sun
.ams. the PAIN Oh sUuuu, rie srestu Ul
hot summer day? Who thinks TO thank
iod for this wonderful physical organism,
his sweep of vision, this chime of harmony
truck into the ear, this crimson tide roll
lg through arteries and veins, this drum
ming Of the heart on the march Of imnor-
llity2
l convict myself and / convict every one
you while ] say these things-that we are
of the common mercies Of
fe And yet if they were Withdrawn the
eapens would withhold their rain, and the
lrth would crack open under our feet and
mime and desolation and sickness and
zoe would stalk across the earth, and the
hole earth would become a place OF
lulls.
Oh, my friends, let us wake up to an ap-
of the common mercies of lifel
ct every day be Sabbath, every meal
.crament, every room holy of holies
t-e all have burdens to bear. Let Us cheer !
lily bear them. We all have battles to
ght. Let us courageously fight them. :
If we want to do right, we must live =
ght. You 90 home and attend to your
tile sphere Of duties. will 60 home and 1
tend to my little sphere of duties. You (;
.nnot do my work; 1 cannot do your work. =
egligence and Incidence will win the hiss !,
everlasting scorn, while faithfulness !
i'll gather its garlands and wave its scep-
r and sit upon its throne long after earth y
Is put on ashes and eternal ages have be y
IN their march. "a
On the railways in France passengers are C
Id cooked snails in packages Il
Make cotton flannel covering for the n
DOM to use in brushing uD." II