Man iz a problem not yet solved, made out ov dirt, and smells ov the
material. He waz kreated a little lower than the angells, and haz bin
gittin a little lower ever sinse. He waz given a butiful hum, clus tew
the borders ov heaven, the fruit and the flower waz planted for him,
and the sweet waters were led along hiz futpath, birds sung onla for
him, and woman was bilt tew make hiz joy komplete. The lam laid her hed
on the lion's buzzum, and the viper knu not ov his sting. The winds
waz tempered with soft fragranse, and awl things had onla the soul ov
innersence in them. Guile there waz none, fear there waz none, even
hope thare waz none, for thare waz nothing tew want. This waz butiful
tew behold, but it didn't prove enny thing, but the kindness ov God.
Could the arth be peopled? could the oseans be crossed? could the
forest be chopped down? could sittys be built? could enny boddy be made
tew work when thare waz nothing to hope for and nothing tew want? Man
waz created tew govern a world ov ruggidness, and he couldn't dew it
bi being as harmless as a dove; he must hav a touch ov a good sized
sarpent in him, or he would has lived, he and hiz wife, growing butiful
and useless, forever, in the Garden ov Eden. Man never waz bilt for the
Garden ov Eden; he waz onla put thare tew see its buty, but not tew
enjoy it till he had arnt it; not tew liv thare untill a weary round
had bin paced. Eden waz hiz kradle, Eden was the pla ground ov hiz yung
Adamhood, and under hiz vine and fig treeze waz hiz old age tew be
gathered. How menny ov the countless millions, who hav gone forth from
the pearly gate ov the garden hav ever entered agin? Sum few, perhaps
hav got back, weary and worn, sum few hav got back within sight ov its
glory, and sleep thare, but legions lay whare they hav fell az far from
their hum az wandering feet could carry them; and man after 5,000 years
ov birthrite tew awl the glora ov heaven, and arth, iz az mutch ov a
problem az ever. If he governs the arth--if the lightnings obey him--if
art iz the monark ov natur, and if even the angels are at times
tempted tew admire him, strugling with the sarpent, iz he not, at this
day, a moste magnificent failure? kan he, who haz governed so mutch,
that even angels would shudder tew attack, can he govern _himself_.
This iz the problem. It iz but a step from the furtherest grave tew the
garden ov Eden, but how few will take it. We awl know the wa back tew
the kradle ov Eden. We awl long tew be thare asleep, but if God dont
take us in hiz arms, az froward children are taken, how few thare will
be, who will ever git hum. Man iz the problem, God iz the solution.
XXXV.
THE RASE KOARSE.
"Grate rase! at Sulphur Flat trotting Park, on Thursda, April 9th,
for a puss ov 13 dollars, and a bulls-eye watch, free for awl hosses,
mares, geldings, mules, and Jackasses!"
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