The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1898-01-22
LETTERS FRon THE PEOPLE.
My Wife's Request.
BAYOU TECHE, !
Parish nj ST Morv Tn

Parish of st. Mary. La.
Editor Sea Coast Echo:-With short
distance of here Tennysons Evangeline
stopped to rest, and that poet has sung
his song about her in such away that
long after most of us are gone the echoes
of his melody will be borne upon every
wavelet of that "notod stream"
This morning is busy one. The beau
tiful crops are being harvested and every
available hand is busy reaping. The
cane leaves agitated by the morning
winds are singing their own requiem, an.
ticipating that thee, like anything else,
are only here for time to fill certain
mission. The slashiug of the knives bring
another realization of that decree of ma
ture, that all eventually must bow their
heads to the will of the Great Master who
hos preferences, no pets, but one who
deols alike to rich and poor, good and
bad, His well-known Justice. Yet after
death let us hope that we will live and
continue to live along with time, for we
do know that matter is understandable.
having had no beginning it will have no
end. Though it may vanish from our
sight, but 1t will continue to live in ma
ture, floating, floating forever. We have
always existed, for are we not part of
our fathers and mothersP and they in turn
of theirs, and we trace the records of our
sires along line extending to the.remot-
est period of that eternity from which we
all have come.
The creation of man, as subsequent to
Sod, has been the greatest of all mistakes
of christianity. That teaching gave birth
to aethism, for it brought INTO the minds
of the greatest thinkers, to question, to as
certain at what period of that part which
is unknown, can be placed Gods first act
ofcreation and placing .jast for a starting
point, the beginning of everything Mt
40,00O'0O0 of centuries ago, then still re-
mains in the mind of investigation the
curiosity to know what existed prlor fo
that time There was no light, there was
no earth, no heavens, no stars, no sun, no
moon, and no angels-devils, OF course,
were unkno wn, and there existed notbipg
but choas, and in tho density of its obscu.
rity there floated or filled every niche of
that immensity of space, God-Gol alon.
and he lived that life during multitudes
OF centuries, the number of which will
always be unknown to man. That WINS
the mistake of Christianity, notwitstand-
ing that she taught 30 many loving les
sons. Had Christianity taught that eve
rythlng existed from the beginning with
/ Cod, then vacancy never would have
been held to tho view of those investieat.
ing minds that have roamed and searched
that choas of which Ispoke above where
HEY CLAIM they do not find Him.
But on the other side, Christianity has
planted the seed from which g,ew thu
idea of immortality, the greatest dream
that ever filed the brain of man. Other
men have said:
''Ihc idea of immortality that like n
sea has ebbed and flowed in every human
heart, was not born OF any creed or book
or OF any religion; 1T was born of human
atiectl0n, and 1T will codtinue to ebb and
How with its countless waves beating
against tho shores of Time aud rocks Of
Fate, beneath the clouds of Fear and
inlsts OF Hope, as long rs Love wlli kiss
the lips of Death.
Just so long as we will stoop to kiss the
lips of our dead mother, father, husband.
wife, or child, just that long there will
finger in every human breast the hone
that we win meet again.
Within stones throw from Lie place
from which [ am writing, lies quiet in
death an unknown man, a wandcrer upon
this earth whose soul was liberated flon
lts.mortal prison but few moments ago.
ana cannot help but think that in some
distant corner of this world perhaps there
is one who kissed and fondled and whose
heart felt for him, now among strangers.
all the thrills and extacies of love. Some
one perhaps is waiting for him, and with
that thought in mind, l sent mute ap-
peal to his Creator that whatever might
have been his creed, not to forget that he
also was one of his children, and for whom
| asked eternal rest. AMEN.
The husband of dalina patt; 1;o1