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where, tinged and painted as they rise, they weave 

 themselves into a texture of gold, cinctured with 

 bands of watered satin, reflecting the rays of His 

 Providence. The cloud which threatened to hang 

 over us, like a pall of intellectual death, becomes 

 but the light summer vapor, which hangs pendent 

 over the firmament on a smiling day. And draping, 

 as in a beautiful tapestry, the broad azure of one 

 divine conception over the world, such a floating 

 tribute of human science to the truth of things 

 above is but an adornment to the golden sun of 

 God's Providence, which like the eye of heaven 

 beams benignly down, with the surpassing glories 

 of His love. These things we may hope for, as 

 science and sense prevail. And, basking in the 

 genial hope as in a sunny dream of the future, we 

 may salute it coming — all efforts of human genius 

 we salute at every stage — 



Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise 

 From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, 

 Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, 

 In honor to the world's great Author rise! 

 Whether to deck with clouds the uncolored sky, 

 Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, 

 Rising or falling still advance His praise! 



200. While dedicating these pages to the cultured 

 classes and students of the community, I would beg 

 to observe at the same time what several points 

 there are, for which these pages are not responsi- 



