RECAPITULATION. 



dements of the future lofty oak, destined to brave the 

 storms of centuries ? Yes, though that delicate stem may 

 now be broken with a pin, it may one day become the mon- 

 arch of the mountain, or the pride of the forest. When 

 we contemplate such things, well may we exclaim, "mw/- 

 tum in parvo." 



" An undevout astronomer is mad," says a great author, 

 and I will add, that he who reads the book of nature and is 

 not a wiser and a better man, has spent his time to litile 

 * purpose. How many pursuits are calculated, if reflected 

 on aright, to elevate the soul to that Sublime Being, who 

 has spread before us the glorious universe for our contem- 

 plation. In the cultivation of the silkworm the mind may 

 muse with pleasure and profit. In the life and transmi- 

 gration of the silkworm, we see an almost perfect picture 

 of the resurrection of man. It comes into the world a ti- 

 ny insect, and grows with great rapidity. More wise than 

 man, it prepares its own tomb and comes forth a beautiful 

 butterfly, to work no more but to enjoy. Like man it had 

 its infancy, like him grew up to labor, like him found a 

 tomb, and arose from it in a white garb of beauty. 



Let the farmer follow nature as his guide; let him ob- 

 serve every and even the most minute operation in her 

 grand field, and she will teach him the true and legitimate 

 mode of procedure. Every vine has a lesson, and every 

 flower a moral ; yea, every thing is fraught with wisdom, 

 if man will read it. Believe not the skeptic for a moment. 

 There is a wise God who reared and who rules the universe. 

 I see Him in the grand system of worlds that roll through 

 space, and I hear Him in the midnight blast. His majesty 

 and power is pictured in the stormy ocean, and the beau- 



