Connecticut western news., 1895-08-01

and emptying into a bone of the nostril A contriyance so wonderful that 1t can see the sun, 95, GOO, 900 miles away, and the point of a pin. Telescope and mi croscope in the same contrivance. The as tronomer swings and moves this way and that and adjusts and roadjusts the telescope until he gets it to the right fo- GUS The microacopist moves thisway and that and adjusts and readjusts the mag n;fying glass until it is prepared to dolts work, but the human eye, without a touch beholds the star and the smallest insect The traveller among the Alps, with one glance taking in Mont Blanc and the face of his watch to see whether he has time to climb it.
 The Tear Glands.
 Oh, this wonderful camera obscura which you and I carry about with us, so today we can take in our friends, so from the top of Mount Washington we can take in New England, so at night we can sweep into our vision the con stellations from horizon to horizon. So delicate, so semi-infinite, and yet the light coming 95, ,000, ,000 Of miles at the rate of 200, ,00O miles a second is obliged to halt at the gate of the eye, waiting for admission until the portcullis be lifted Something hurled 95, GOO, 900 of miles and striking an instrument which has not the agitation of even winking under the power of the stroke! There also is the merciful arrangement of the tear gland, by which the eye is washed, and from which rolls the tide which .l Al~ ;,. foo- when some bereavement or great loss strikes Us. The tear not an augmenta- ton of sorrow, bat the breaking up of the arctic Of frozon grief in the warm gulf stream of consolation. Incapacity to weep is madness or death. Thank God for the tear glands, and that the crystal gates are so easily opened. Oh, the won- derful hydraulic apparatus of the hu- man eye! Divinely constructed vision Two Lighthouses at the harbor of the immortal soul, under the shining of which the world sails in and drops anchor! What an anthem of praise to God is the human eye The tongue is speeches. and a clumsy instrument of expression as compared with it. Have you not seen it flash with indignation, or kindle with enthusiasm, or expand with devotion, or melt with sympathy, or stare with fright, or leer with villainy, or droop with sadness, or pale with envy, or fire with revenge, or twinkle with mirth. or beam with love? It is tragedy ard comedy and pastoral and lyric i'll turn. Have you not seen its up | lifted brow of surprise, or its frnwn of wrath, or its contraction of pain? If the eye say one thing and the lips say an other thing, you believe the eye rather than the lips.
 The eyes of Archibald Alexander and Charles G. Kinney were the lnightlest pert of their sermon. George Wbitef,eld enthralled great asSemblages with his eyes, though they were crippled with strabismus. Many a military chieftain has wi5h look hurled a regiment to victory or to death. Martin Luther turn | ed his great eye on an assassin who came | to take his life, and tho villain fled. | Under the glance of tho human eye the tiger, with five times mans strength, snarls back into the African jungle.
 But those best appreciate the value of | the eye who have lost it. The Emperor Adrian by accident put out the eye of his servant, and he said to his servant :: ''What shall pay you in, money or ill lands? Anything you ask me. I am so sorry put your eye out. " But the serv
 ant refused to put any financial estimate on the value of the eye, and when the emperor urged and urged again the mat ter he said, "Oh. emperor, I want noth ing but my lost eye!" Alas for those for whom thick and impenetrable veil is drawn across the face of the heavens ! and the face of one's own Xiii dred. That was a pathetic scene when a blind man lighted torch at night and was found
 passing along the highway, and some one said, ..Why do you carry that torch, when you can't see?' "Ah," said he, | ."'I can sec, but I carry this torch that others may see me and pity my helpless i ness, and not run me down." Samson, | tho giant, with his eyes put out by the l Philistines, is more helpless than the | smallest dwarf with vision undamaged. | All the sympathies of Christ were stirred , when he saw Bartimeus with darkened retina, and the only salve he ever made 1 that we read of was mixture of dust l and saliva and a prayer, with which he cured the eyes of a man blind from his
 nativity. The value of the eye is shown
 as much by its catastrophe as by its
 healthful action. Ask the man who for l 20 years has not seen the sun rise Ask
 the man who for half century has not
 seen the face of friend. Ask in the
 hospital tho victim of ophthalmia. Ask
 the man whose eyesight perished in 8
 powder blast. Ask the Bartimeus who
 never met Christ or the man born blind who is to die blind. Ask him.
 This morning, in my imperfect way,
 I have only hinted at the splendors, the | glories, the wonders, the divine revela-
 tions, the apocalypses of the human eye, and stagger back from the awful ROT
 tals of the physiological miracle which
 must have taxed the ingenuity of God,
 to cry out in your ears the words of my
 text, ''He that formed the eye, shall he
 not see?' Shall Herschel not know as
 much as his telescope? Shall Fraunhofer
 not know as much as his spectroscope! | Shall Swanmerdan not know as much
 as his microscope? Shall Dr. Hooke not
 know as much as his micrometer? Shall
 the thing formed know more than its
 master? ''He that formed the eye, shall
 he not seer"
 Wonders of Vision.
 The recoil of this question is tremen-
 dous We stand at the center of a vast
 circumference of observation No pri-
 vacy. On us, eyes of cherubim, eyes o1
 seraphim, eyes of archangel, eyes oi
 God. We may not be able to see the
 habitants of other worlds, but perhaps
 they may be able to see us. We have not
 optical instruments enough to descry
 them; perhaps they have optical instru-
 ments strong enough to descry us. The
 mole cannot see the eagle mid sky, but
 the eagle mid sky can see the mole mid
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