logy, speaking to us
from the depths of a past eternity, from annals inscribed upon the
imperishable rock, utters not one syllable to contradict this tremendous
truth. Millions of ages ago, she commenced her impartial record, and as
we unroll it to-day, from the coal-bed and the marble quarry, we read in
creation's dawn as plainly as we behold in operation around us, the
mighty decree--ONWARD AND UPWARD, FOREVER!

In the shadowy past this majestic globe floated through the blue ether,
a boiling flood of lava. The elements were then unborn. Time was not;
for as yet the golden laws of Kepler had not emerged from chaos. The sun
had not hemmed his bright-eyed daughters in, nor marked out on the azure
concave the paths they were to tread. The planets were not worlds, but
shot around the lurid center liquid masses of flame and desolation.
Comets sported at random through the sky, and trailed after them their
horrid skirts of fire. The Spirit of God had not "moved upon the face of
the waters," and rosy Chaos still held the scepter in his hand. But
changes were at work. As the coral worm toils on in the unfathomable
depths of ocean, laying in secret the foundations of mighty continents,
destined as the ages roll by to emerge into light and grandeur, so the
laws of the universe carried on their everlasting work.

An eternity elapsed, and the age of fire passed away. A new era dawned
upon the earth. The gases were generated, and the elements of air and
water overspread the globe. Islands began to appear, at first presenting
pinnacles of bare and blasted granite; but gradually, by decay and
decomposition, changing into dank marshes and fertile plains.

One after another the sensational universe now springs into being. This
but prepared the way for the animated, and that in turn formed the
groundwork and basis for the human. Man then came forth, the result of
all her previous efforts--nature's pet, her paragon and her pride.

Reason sits enthroned upon his brow, and the soul wraps its sweet
affections about his heart; angels spread their wings above him, and God
calls him His child. He treads the earth its acknowledged monarch, and
commences its subjection. One by one the elements have yielded to his
sway, nature has revealed her hoariest secrets to his ken, and heaven
thrown wide its portals to his spirit. He stands now upon the very acme
of the visible creation, and with straining eye, and listening ear, and
anxious heart, whi