The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1904-04-03

fresh call from the woods, vocal with
the songsters of early spring, this ser
mon urges all to cheerful service and
to set the keynote Of their lives to high'
and noble themes. The text is Solo
mons Song ii, - The time of the
singing of the birds is come"
do you know what makes the snow
banks disappear in the springtime"
asked a man of poetic temperament.
"Why, yes" | answered. 1t is due to
the heat Of the sun being so much
stronger now than it is in January. 1t
is due to the fact that, by close con-
tact, Maine and Massachusetts and
New York and Michigan are being
warmed at the suns fireside, even as
one side of Il piece of bread is toasted
by being exposed to the Kitchen stoves
heat while the other side of that piece
of bread remains unscorched." ION,
no." answered my poetic friend. THE
snow disappears not on account of the
suns rays, but because the flames
glowing among the feathers of the
red breasted robins have melted them.
Have you not noticed, as a rule, the
snowtlakes never entirely disappear
until those harbingers of the summer
flowers have stamped them out of ex-
istenceY
Beautiful thought that! Beautiful
TO think that the winged forerunner of
the spring. the chirping robin. should
be carrying around with him bra
zier filled with burning Goals. as the
ancient kings used to do when they
Travelled, and everywhere he alightS
he changes the white snow bank of
winter into the white snow bank of
apple blossoms. But whether the snow
disappears ON account of the coming
of the robins or the robins come as the
messengers of spring. merely because
the snow Is disappearing, it is not in
our province to discuss. We want to
take for granted the one overwhelming
fact that spring Is here. And as spring
is here and the time of the singing of
and Montana and Dakota has come,
we want to tell why the birds sing and
why we, as Gods children, should also
become his singing disciples. We
would today take our text from the
book Of nature as well as from the
book of Holy Writ
Tho summer Is coming in beauty arrayed
And bright bees are hummng through
forest and glade;
Ger hilltop and mountain are mcrrily
heard
The voice OF the fountain and song Of the
bird
Like the Song Bird.
First. Ike the song bird, God bids us
sing because he has given to us mu-
steal threats with which TO sing. As
the brown thrush or the redbird or the
nightingale is able to lift lis voice in
treble or fantasia or lullaby or cantata
or serenade, God by anatomical con-
struction OF the throat has made It
possible for us TO sound forth musical
notes in his name. lie has not dscon-
nected our windpipes from the great
bellows of the lungs. lie has not had
us born with palsied tongue, or with
deaf ears. But as God has placed In
the larynX of every singing birds
throat thin membrane, so he has
stretched over the end of almost every
human beings windpipe iibrous, clas-
tic tissue which will vibrate as we at
tempt to sing or speak. We ought, one
and all, to be grateful that God has
given to us anatomically musical
throot with which we can sing hiG
praises. Thank God today for the pow
er Of the speaking throat. We are all
ready to acknowledge our indebted
ness 10 him for the blessings OF the
eye If you are not then read that
wonderful story written by the most
famous of living English authors The
book opens with n description Of
noted war artist who is growing blind.
Frenzledly he works at bis last canvas.
then the dark cloud of total obscura-
ton falls upon him. His friends leave
him one by one for the Egyptian war,
He sits in his room alone, an object Of
pity. until at last, crazed by horror, he
starts for the front and is there merci-
fully shot by an Arabs bullet Sight
oh, yes, with every glorious sunrise,
with every architecture of frost upon
window pane with every masterpiece
Of autumn foliage. With every walk
over country hill or through city street.
we are all ready to say; THANK God
for two eyes. Thank God for the win
dows of the soul"'
Power of the Human Voice.
Not only for visual. but for auditory,
organs are we also thankful. If the
sounding boara Of one of our .carlrums
is in any way 1deadened we guard the
Other ear more carefully than we do
our jewel boxes or our securities,
which we place in the safety vaults.
We never let our well ear become over
heated by stove or register We never
I'm railroad train let the draft blow
upon It through opened windows. AT
the least sign of disturbance then
away we rush to the specialist TO have
IL treated and cared for by the best of
aurists. All, yes. we all appreciate the
blessings Of the ear. But how many
Of MS appreciate the blessings of The
voice? How many of us have in the
past thanked God that we can sing his
praises as the birds can change every
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