WHY THE MOON WASN'T MADE OF GREEN CHEESE.

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VI, Issue 291, 9 December 1871, Page 4

WHY THE MOON WASN'T MADE OF GREEN CHEESE.

| ■ i Q Rev. Richard NewtoD, D.D. of Philadelphia, in his recent speech at the fortyseventh anniversary of the American Sunday School Union, said : — "The love fur children ! How much there is in them to call it forth ! How much love in them, how much freshness, how much artless simplicity and beautiful sympathy, and how much charmiug originality — how much of everything there is in them to call out our very best and richest emotions ! " Some years ago a little five-year old boy in my church, after saying his evening prayers, asked—" Mother, will father go heaven when he dies ? (His father was a large man, with a great huge frame). Yes, I hope he will ; I do not doubt he will, Why do you ask ? ' ' Oh, I only wanted to know,' and for a time the subject seemed to have faded from the child's mind. But it soon cropped out again. * Are you sure, mother, that father will go to heaven when he dies ? ' * Yes, my child, Ido not doubt it ; why do you ask ? ' The little fellow was silent a moment, and then burst out with — * Golly ! what a whopping angel he'll make!"' " Very often we find true wisdom in the utterances of even the youngest children. You have all noticed or heard of illustrations in your own experience. One little girl, six years old, was on a visit to her grandfather, who was a New England divine, celebrated for his logical powers. * Only think, grandpa, what Uncle Robert says ! * f What does he say, my dear ? ' * Why he says the moon is made of green 'cheese. It isn't at all, is it ? ' ' Well, child, suppose you find out for yourself.' * How can I, grandpa ! ' * Get your Bible and see what it says.' 'Where shall I begin ? * ' Begin at the beginning.' The child sat down to read the Bible. Before she got more than half through the second chapter of Genesis, and bad read about the creation of the stars and the animals, she came back to lier grandfather, eyes all bright with the exejjement of discovery, * I've found it, grandpa, it isn't true ; for God made the moon before he ! made any cows.' She was certainly a chip of the oW block.'"