Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1895-02-25

WILL oo LIZ Uncertain grapple, Dut under
one omn1potent stroke the devouring
monster that would slay our soul shall
go reellng back into pit 10, 600 times
deeper than that in which Benaiah slew
the lion on snowy day.
On Snowy Days.
4 word to all who are in o snowy day.
Oh, fathers and mothers who have lost
children, THAT is the weather that cuts
through body and soul But drive back
the lion of bereavement with the
thought which David Rae of Edinburgh
got from the Scotch gravediggor, who
was always planting white clover and
the sweetest flowers on the children
graves III the cemetery, and when asked
why he did SO replied: ''Surely, sir,
Gamma make over fine the bed GOVERN O.
@ little innocent sleeper that's waitin
there till it's Gods time to waken it,
and cover it with the white robe, and
watt it away to glory. When sic gran
deur is waitin it yonder, it's fit it should
be decked cot here. thinlethe Saviour
that counts its dust sac p69ecious will
like to see the white clover sheet spread
over it. Do ye moo think so, too, sir?"
Cheer up all, disconsolates. The best
work for God and humanity has been
done on the snowy day. At gloomy Ma
rino Terrace, island Of Jersey, the exile,
Victor Hugo, wrought the mightiest
achievement Of his pen. Ezekiel, Danish
ed and bercft and an invalid at Corn
hill, Oh the banks of the Chebar, had his
mOmentOus vision of the cherubim and
wheels within wheels. By thu dim light
Of dungeon window at Bedford, John
Bunyan sketches the "Delecta Die Noun
tains. Milton writes the greatest poem
of all time without eyes. Michael An.
gelo carved a statue out Of snow, and
all Florence gazed in raptures at its ex-
quisiteness, and many of Gods servants
have out Of the cold cut their immortal
ity. Prosecutions were the dark back
ground that made more impressive the
courage and conservation of Savonarola,
who, when threatened with denial of
burial, said, Throw me into the Arno
If you choose; the resurrection day will
find me, and that is enough. Benaiah
on cold, damp, cutting, snowy day
gained leonine triumph. Hardship and
trouble have again and again exalted
and inspired and Glorified their subjects.
The bush itself has mounted higher
And nOurished unconsumed in fire.
Well, we have had many snowy days
within the past month, and added to
tho chill Of the weather was the chill
ing dismay at the nonarrival of the
ocean steamer Gascogne Overdue for
eight days, many had given her up as
lost, and the most hopeful were very
anxious. The cyclones, whose play is
shipWrecks, had been reported being III
widest romp all up and down the At
lantic. The ocean q few days before had
swallowed the Elbe, and with unap-
peased appetite seemed saying, "Give
Us more Of the best shipping. " The Nor
mandie came in on the same track tho
Gascogne was to travel, and it had not
seen her. The Teutonic, saved almost
by the superhuman efforts of captain
and crew, came in and had heard no gun
of distress from that missing steamer.
There were pale faces and wringing
hands on both continents, and tears
rolled down cold cheeks on those snowy
days. We all feared teat tho worst had
happened and talked of the City Of
Boston as never heard of after sailing,
and the steamship President, on which
the brilliant Goodman sailed, never re-
ported and never to be heard of again
until the time when the sea gives up
its dead. But at last, under most power
full glass at Fire island, q ship was seen
limping this way over the waters Then
we all began to hope that it might DO
the missing French liner. Three hours
Of tedious and agonizing waiting and
two continents in suspense. When Will
the eyeglasses at Fire island make rev
elation Of this awful mystery Of the sea:
There it is! Ha, ina! The Gascogne!
QuicEi Wire the news to the city!
Swing tho flags out on the towers! Ring
the bells! Sound the whistles of tho
all the way Up from Sandy
Hook to New Yorl1 Battery! 'She's safe!
She's safe!' are the words caught up
and passed on from street to street 1T
is the Gascogne!' is the cry sounding
through all our delighted homes and
thrilling ali the telegraphio wires of the
continent and all the cables under tho
sea, and the huzza on the wharf as the
gangplanks were swung out for disem-
was small part of the huZza
that lifted both hemispheres into exul-
5atiOn. The fakes Of snow fell OH the
extra" as we opened it on the street to
get the latest particulars.
From Chill Snow to white Flowers.
Well, it will be better than that when
some of you are seen entering the har-
Dor of heaven. You have had rough
voyage. No mistake about that. Snowy
lay after snowy day, Again and again
he machinery Of health and courage
broke down, and the waves Of tempta-
ion have swept clear over the hurricane
leck, so that you were often compelled
10 say, ''All thy waves and thy pillows
lave gone over me, " and you were down
n the trough Of that sea and down in
he trough of the other sea, and many