Sun power.
--Thirty degrees below zero is the cry in some parts of
New England, on some cold winter mornings, when the denizens hug the fire, and are cold at that.
A few months past, and the farmer in haying time goes to the north side of his house, looks at his glass, and finds the mercury at 95 above in the shade.
These are the ordinary annual extremes of teat and cold, and come of a change of the position of the world with reference, to the sun. When the sun seems to skim along from east to west, but a little way above the horizon, it is winter.
When it makes a noble sweep nearly overhead, it is summer.
The changes of the seasons are severe, and if they were instantaneous, few men would be able to endure the shock but still they are working a good work for the benefit of the world.
treats of winter shake up and pulverize the soil for the bus and man. The huge piles of snow protect the tender pish is so that they live through the severed season.
Winter has a wonderful tonic power over the most of men; they recuperates on frost, and come forth in the spring with increased vigor and strength.
But continued winter would be an awful, calamity, and would soon work the world's destruction.
Sun power is demanded.
A contest most transpire between heat and cold, and the sun gains the victory for the preservation of man. It is singular to witness this contest in the early spring.
In the morning frost reigns.
An hour or two after be begins to give up the contest; the ice softens, melts; pools of water stand by the waysides.
Noon comes — as pleasant and tempting as a summer day. The sun has triumphed for the day, only to lese his held on the earth again when he retreats for the night.
Day after day and night after night, the sun finally triumphs for the season.
What amazing power there is in the sun. It releases the monster icebergs of the northern regions and hids them final to the tropical seas.
It melt the last snow pile from the northern side of our
New England mountains.
It penetrates the earth and brings up the frost from its lowest depths.
It starts vegetation, from its long winter sleep, sends the had through the trunk and out into the branches of the largest and tallest trees, clothes them with leaves, and loads them with fruit at the appropriate season.
It clothes the field with grass and flowers stance agreeable to the eye and furnishing food for the multitudinous inhabitants of the open airfield this power is good.
God gave it for good a motive power in his vast laboratory the Worth.
