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Show oar aPliete 1 nad-m. have eri-d that :.ho j was upon t lie vcr-e m' d i-solut i. n. t!i:it tier pr.:d ediiieo.-, ol I'l-ateriiril Love j :n:.l in,;, ...Mi.; Content were ere in 1 1 i r j to the I'li-t. Tlie :v;ivms liave frowned ! upmi Hie li iisl ;i n-1 nan n . and there h is j iiTid ' .u'lii; iire and famine, 1!"k1 and in .ui'rcrt ion have touched tlie le.u 1. and yet the patriot people i.f our countiy. 1!hui1i si ill Ihi-illiny with the nieiiioi'v of recent frrief. can lnoU vp to llea'-eii and Ihrnik C..d for what the year iia bro;i;;1;t. It is not in the nn-iijrhtof nn-iijrhtof pro:,p,;riiv liiaL the soiii realizes real-izes to he .V.U Si, blexdr..-,. but only when it h:::; ju:-:t emer.Ted from the shadow of .calamity is it aide to comprehend com-prehend the c hasten iuy love that 'woiiiids to he:il." 1 ;fain has that le.-son of the innnuta- I bilily td' the law of pro'.rresrdve erea- ; tion the "survival of the lit test" j neen read by those who see in the eve lit:; of each pa.sMTi-ilay the details . of the scheme by which the world is t'i i be lil'ied f Jn-aeder planes of tli. 1. L and iielion. The triumph were h;;riv:i were its teachings tmlieeded. The 1 winds. si-hitiir above the (jraves of i.hist' who perislied in iheir nr.idness, or fidl vieiims to the inexplicable frenzy fren-zy of wanton force, hear to us not only ihe sound of weepinjr. they are fraught with whispers of promise. Liberty, our mother, our ymldess, our best be-luved, be-luved, .smiles while the tear-drops are vet wet upon her cheeks. Law, obscured ob-scured for a moment by the ;ra t herinjj elouds, still stands in untarnished .'jlory and dignity, her scepter toueli-niiX toueli-niiX the eastern and western seas, her rarmeuts brightening' the whole land, is the lijfht from the sacred veil, behind which was liud, glorified the temple iu lays of old. Ilowinour faces to the dust we olfer up our thanks, and as we listen to tlie. sweet-toned bells rinrin;,'- out the familiar strains: "1 'raise the Lord, all ye people, worship I:im in the beauty of holiness," our souls echo the sounds. Our harvest may be scanty, the gleaners glean-ers may not have returned with s'niff-iiifr, s'niff-iiifr, but the breast of earth and of f ut uri ty will yield to us treasure all the richer for the present hoard; iifl": gladder because we have learned our lesson ari;rht: sweeter, for the fruit will have been ripened by the storm as well as the sun. Wo take our little ones by the hand and leadiiiy them forth, point to the barren iield.s and say: "Kemom-ber, "Kemom-ber, oh, my son, the cha'-tenin;? of the Lord: be wie. oh. my daughter, with the v. i.-,dom of r.orrow. and forget not the f ha ilk-oiler in if that id more fateful fate-ful to deity than the wealth iaid on p-olden alt::rf;. lli;rh resolves for the future: repentance for the mistakes of the p:it; loyalty to the teachings of our fathers who sealed their faith in our conn! ry' ilest in y with their blond; the cherishing of the ideals that have raised men from primordial chaos and will elevate them to ideal excellence; these, oh. my children, lis thy oiVer-nifTs!" oiVer-nifTs!" (Iratitude which has within it no renunciation of self, no striving after reciprocal virtue as far as it lies within human power, no soul dedication, is as barren as the fallow fields, as unfruitful unfruit-ful as the thorns and thistles. 'vYvx el CljY LOU VCKKPIh!, ) myiyi$?7y ' ; N --: 7 HF.N the fields, , "' . ' '' y- 'f when1 onee ! , ; ..,;,:, i vni the I 'y'J .Vv': "' ripened tr;;iin. I lie yellow and hare undert'ne wnn-! wnn-! ing light of the year, it is fitting : i!r:t wo would muse upon the past, janl. reineml.eri'i the promh-e of ! -orii-'. lie- be-iiity of sumnvr a n-1 tlv .'il :ae;u of a'll a inn. s'n mid draw I'l-v -irom hope and in p:rat imi for the ''.liv.n-. Verify, tl'.e life of man i re-'.v.,: re-'.v.,: i tli- ",'!-. v.hie'i perihelh." .' t;-,i- exi !:;: " of i- ir.. : : v h.a 1 -. nnd ' -11 h-:ve wl-.e.i.i their ie-:h th.-germ of i lie a r-.i tir.-r. Not . a ro -1 - , n-J n-J dear. .r and h i,r:i'.g Midi, d.twn i..o. etcrniiy. drops its ilower and seed and : is forgotten of earth, but has its resurrection, res-urrection, and there is not a storm that bows the head nor h lightning llash that rends the soul with pain but carry on their wings radiance for the flower and vigor for the seed. The year over which now the ashes ; of remembrance arc scattered has been to our nation a time of travail. From the hearthstone of the art win have l" me up the wail of hungry childhood nnd the prayer of destitute mothers. The hammer and the anvil have leen covered cov-ered with rust. The heart-lien s of commerce have been so faint and feeble that timid souls, gazing; from afar upon |
