The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1902-01-17

| garments and the hacking cough ana
| the rheumatic twinge of those who
through restitution find life in win
ter an agony.
| Oh, the might of the cod! The arc
tic and antarctic invading the temper
| ate zone! The victories of the frost
as when the Thames in 1905 became
| firm as any bridge and the inhabitants
crossed and, recrossed on the ice and
| booths and places of temporary amuse-
| ment were built on the hardened sur
| face; as when many years ago New
York harbor was paved WITTY ice so
that the people passed on foot to the
| adjoining islands. But the full story
of the cold will never be known. The
| lips which would have told it were
| frozen and the fingers that would have
written it were benumbed. Only here
and there fact appears. In 1851 the
cold was so terrific that the wolves en-
tered Vienna. In 146S it was SO cold
that wine was cut with hatchets and
distributed among the soldiers. In
1884 whole forest was killed by the
cold at Ravenna. In 763 the Black sea
was frozen over. As we go further
back the frosts are mightier, utns we
come further down the frosts lessen.
The worst seventies have been halted,
and the SHOWS have lost their depths,
and the thermometers announce less
terrific falls of temperature, and the
time will come when the year viii be
one long summer of foliage and bloom.
While the worlds moral condition will
be reformed, the worst climates will
be corrected. You could not have
millennium with January blast pos
sible.
Behold, also, as it is possible in no
other month of the year, the wondrous
anatomy of the trees in January, the
leaves of the last year all gone and
not so much as bud of new botan-
ical wardrobe appearing, the trees
standing with arms stretched toward
heaven, one Of the greatest evidences
of the wisdom and the power of the
Creator. The leaves appear only once
and then die, but these great arms are
sire tched up toward heaven in silent
prayer for scores of years, now mailed
with ice, now robed in snow or bowling
to the God of the tempests as He
passes in the midnight hurricane. In
July the trees stand clarifying the
earth; in January they stand defying
the winter. Under the same tree the
child plays with his toy and, growing
up to manhood, sits under it in senti-
mental or philosophical mood and, hav-
ing passed on to Old age, rests himself
under it's shade. In these January days
the trees seem to say: "The leaves that
rustled their music in the last summer
are dead and gone, but the leaves that
will aGorn this uncovered brow and
these bare arms shall have as much
beauty and glory as their pred ecessors.
Only wait. There are beautiful and
lovely things to come in my tree life,
as there are beautiful and lovely things
to come in your life, o human specta-
tor" Oh, the tree! Only the Almighty
and the Infinite could have made one.
Gothic architecture was suggested by
it. But for the arch of its bough and
the pointing of its branches the st.
Chapelle of Paris and other specimens
of Gothic arch would never have been
lifted. No wonder the world has taken
from it many styles of ggestiveness
the laurel for the victor, the willow
for the Borrowing, the aspen for the
trembling, the cypress for the burial!
But, unlike ourselves, they cannot
change their place and so stand watch
ing al that passes. Some of them are
solemn monuments of the centuries.
Thank God for trees, their beauty,
their shelter, their interlacing branches
not only for the trees in June time
coronation, but in January privation OF
everything but graceful structure! Let
the iconoclastic ak not be lifted against
them. "Woodman, spare that tree"
Behold also in this January month
the increasing daylight. Last month
the sun went down at 4:30, but in this
month the days are getting longer. The
sunrise and the sunset are farther
apart. Sunlight instead of artificial
light, and there is for our dear old bat
tered earth growing light. "The day
spring from on high hath visited us"
We shall have more light for the home.
more light for the church, more light
for the nation, more light for the world
light of intelligence, light of comfort,
light of rescue, light of evangelizadon,
light from the face of God, light from
the throne. But, you say. the light in
creases so slowly, each day of this Jan
uary only one minute longer than its
predecessor, The sun setting the first
day of January at four o'clock and AZ
minutes, the sun setting the second day
of January at four o'clock and A min