Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1897-12-27

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shines them all. Oh, that our young peo-
pie could understand that there is moth
ing that so much beauties the human
countenance as the religion of Jesus
Christi It makes everything beautiful.
Trouble beautiful. Sickness beautiful.
Disappointment beautiful. Everything
beautiful.
Near my early home there was place
called the Two Bridges. These bridges
leaped the two streams. Well, my
friends, the religion of Jesus Christ is
two bridges 1t bridges all the past 1t
arches and overspans all the future. 1t
makes the dying pillow the landing
place III angels fresh from glory. 1t
turns the sepulcher into Mayt or
chard 1t catches up the dying into full
orchestra CoraIlum! And yet that does
not express the beauty. emo mention
shall be made of coral. 3"
Work That Endures.
I take your hand again and walk
little farther on in this garden of the
sea, and I notice the durability of the
work of the coral Montgomery speaks
of it. He says, "Frail were their forms,
ephemeral their lives, their masonry
imperishable - Rhizopods are insects so
small they are invisible, and yet they
built the Apennines and they planted
for their own monument the cordilleras
1t takes 1877, 900, 900 Of them to make
one grain. Corals are changing the navi-
cation of the sea, saying to the COM
merce of the world, fTake this chan
mel, - 'Take that channel, "Avoid the
other channel" Animalcules Beating
back the Atlantic and Pacific seas. If
the insects of the ocean have built reef
1000 miles long, who knows but that
they MAY yet bSild a reef 5000 miles
long, and thus, that by one stone bridge
Europe shall be united with this CONT
nent on one side and by another stone
bridge Asia will be united with this
continent on the other side, and the
tourist of the world, without the turn
of a steamers wheel or the spread of q
ships SAIL may go all around the world,
and thus be fulfilled the prophecy,
''There shall be no more sea-.
But the durability of the coral S work
is not at all to be compared with the
durability of our work for God. The
coral is going to crumble in the fires of
the last day, but our work for God will
endure forever. No more discouraged
man ever lived than Beethoven, the
great musical composer. Numerically
criticised by brother artists and his mu-
sic sometimes rejected. Deaf for %
years and forced on his way to Vienna
to beg food and lodging at a very plain
house by the roadside. In the evening
the family opened musical instrument
and played and sang with great enthu-
siasm and one of the numbers they rem
dered was SO emotional that tears ran
down their cheeks while they sang and
played. Beethoven, sitting in the room,
too deaf to hear the singing, was Curl
GUS to know what was the music that
so overpowered them, and when they
got through he reached up and took the
folio in his hand and found it was his
own music-Beethoven s Symphony In
A"-and he cried out, 81 wrote that!'
The household sat and stood abashed to
find that their poor looking guest was
the great composer. But he never left
that house alive. A fever seized him
that night, and no relief could be afford
ed, and i'll a few days he died. But just
before expiring he took the hand of his
nephew, who had been sent for and had
saying, "After all, Hummel,
must have had some talent" Poor Bee
thovenl His work still lives, and in the
twentieth century will be better appre-
ciated than it was in the nineteenth,
and as long as there is on earth an or
chestra to play or an oratorio to sing
Beethoven's nine symphonies will be
the enchantment of nations.
But you are not composer, and you
say that there is nothing remarkable
about you, only mother trying to
rear your family for usefulness and
heaven. Yet the song with which you
sing your child to sleep will never cease |
it's mission. You will grow old and die.
That son will pass out into the world. |
The song with which you sang him to |
sleep last night will go with him while |
he lives, a conscious or unconscious re-
stralnt and inspiration here, and may |
help open to him the gate of a glorious |
and triumphant hereafter. The lullabies |
Of this century will sing through ali |
the centuries. The humblest good &C
in time will last through |
eternity. / sometimes get discouraged, |
as suppose you do, at the vastness of |
the work and at how little we are do |
ing. And yet do you suppose the rhizo-
pod said, .''There is no need of my
working; l cannot build the cordille-
ras?" Do you suppose the madrepore
said, "There is no need of my working;
cannot build the Sandwich islands,"
Each one attended to his own business,
and there are the Sandwich islands, and
here are the cordilleras. All, my
friends, the redemption of this world is
! great enterprise. did not see it start
will not in this world see it's close. I
I'm only an insect as compared with the
great work to be done. but yet I must