| Show from the plains mn alit EDITOR may we have another short chat I 1 know you harint much time but well bebr be brief ae r I 1 have been thinking by the way how bow few do think not dreamily listlessly sleepily allow fancy to roam in unrestrained and fantastic imagery but collecting in their scattered thoughts vigorously and industriously ponder over the events of the past and the the of the future arid and their relationship to and influence upon them as individual lq there are plenty who build castles in the air but that is not thought but bat I 1 have just been thinking over the crimes and excesses into which poor unhappy man so often plunges and the causes which lead to them now I 1 am arn no metaphysician nor have I 1 discovered any liev llev new and great a secret e cf of moral reform which as some quack medicines profess is to prove a panacea for or all the ills that fall to the lot of humanity but I 1 cannot help heip thinking thatis that it we wo would all ail think a little more than we do many of us would perhaps feel and act a great deal better than at present the lord once complain ed nay cay people do not consider I 1 believe there is no more pungent punishment for nor moro more powerful preventive of crime than reflection nine tenths of the evils committed are through neglect of it dont don t you think so 1 I dont think is the general exclamation you hear bear when men and women commit errors there is something C so sweet calm and soothing in the summer evening air aira when the moon looks down upon you in smiling smiting placid beauty and the stars twinkle in their brightness reminding you of the tho vastness of the uni verse of nature and of the insignificance of man something so holy in A the hour so pure in the scene as you can almost feel the pr presence of more refined and exalted intelli gencel around you than those of earth that the heart must indeed be of adamant and the conscience t seared as with a hot iron that can at such a moment either devise injury against his f ellow fellow or reflect upon his bis own past ingrati ingrate and folly without feeling bla bia soul foul melted into penitence wit within bin hin him I 1 wag was musing thus thua the other evening when I 1 suddenly found myself hovering covering over the crowded cities and villages of another sphere all waa was bustle bristle and activity I 1 watched men hastening to and fro with eager anxious f tace face aces entirely unconscious of the existence of a any auy y other beings or khlil 0 one n ot they lir lif y |
