220 UP AND DOWN THE BROOKS. 



brook through and through. Here are fightings 

 and murders and thefts and trickeries, the sem- 

 blance of death, the awakening from slumber, the 

 rising to new life, the change from the grovelling 

 on the earth to the soaring of wings in the sun- 

 shine. 



Indeed, I doubt if there is any corner of the 

 world where one may not find one's text and 

 preach a sermon to one's self, if in a sermonizing 

 mood. For myself, there is in these brooks some- 

 thing as eloquent of Him whom they of old called 

 the "All-Father," as there might be for me in 

 any other nook of the universe. His hand has 

 been here also. Let us conclude with the words 

 that old De Mouffet wrote two hundred and fifty 

 years ago, for they are as true now as then, " All 

 things are full of God's wonderfulnesse." 



