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fashion, bowing, cringing, bending the knee to her, as she rolls her chariot from city to city, from city to town, and from town to country ; levying taxes without reason, and collecting them without mercy. They wear them, who are inflated with pride, and endeavor to float in the upper atmosphere; assuming a scornful mien towards those who have not the same gas to render them equally ridiculous. They wear them, whose tongues run riot, and are ever saying too much. They wear them, whose fancies run away with their judgments; whose imaginations lead reason captive, and whose appetites and passions, convert the man into a brute. They wear them, who indulge any of the base propensities, to the injury of themselves or others. They wear them, who rush into the labyrinth of law rashly, and are willing to pay more to indulge a stubborn will, than for the Gospel and physic. They wear them, who wind themselves up in the cocoon of self, making an idol of money, hard dealers, oppressors of the poor, miserly, eschewing the comforts of life to hoard up wealth, dying with regret, regretted by none. They wear them, who enlist under the high floating banner of wild ambition, turn politicians, neglect their business at home, not for the sake of patriotism or country, but for the sake of the loaves and fishes, which are no longer distributed miraculously, and thousands who scramble for a whole fish and loaf, get not even a herring bone, or a single crumb from under the table. Poor fellows, they pay dear for the whistle.
Parents are often led astray by these invisible, false, deceptive Spectacles.
They wear them, who permit their children to grow up in ignorance and idleness, rambling from place to
place; frequenting grog and gambling shops ; drinking vice in copious draughts ; preparing them for infamy, from its lightest shade, to its blackest hue. Those parents wear them, who have their children instructed in the light and fashionable literature of the day, to the neglect of the solid branches, fit for practical purposes in the every-day concerns of life, when they will be compelled to make a living for themselves. Teach them pure virtue, common sense, rigid economy, and healthful industry. Parents, guardians, and masters wear them; who never reprove but by scolding, and never chastise, only when in a passion up to a boiling heat.
Some old people wear these Spectacles, often in goggle form; and seem to forget they were once young, and pass an indiscriminate censure upon the vivacity of youth; an unreasonable censorship on young men ; and unjust criticisms upon mature manhood.
Those persons wear them, who unnecessarily neglect their homes; prefer other company to that of an amiable wife; expose themselves to unhallowed temptations, thereby destroying their own, and the comfort of their families.
All wear them, who are not guided by reason and prudence, in matters of political, moral, and religious economy; who desert the paths of virtue, give a loose rein to the unholy passions, indulge in the ruinous vices of the day; and neglect the salvation of their immortal souls. To all, I say, beware of the invisible Spectacles of Mercury, alias Lucifer's. Break the glasses and shame the devil.
This sacred day of rest is based on wisdom, goodness, and mercy. As a day of rest from labor, devoted to the more immediate means of grace, it invigorates our physical powers, and points to heavenpromoting the health and preserving the strength of our bodies, leading our souls to God; and, if properly observed by all, would be a most powerful agent in advancing and perfecting social order in our community, and make thousands wise unto salvation. Thus, the. goodness and mercy of God are exhibited, in providing for the relief of fatigued nature, and the means of enjoying religion, at one and the same time.
To those who hail it with joy, that they may rest from their labors, and worship Jehovah in spirit and in truth, it is a happy day—an antepast of heaven. But wo! wo! unto those who make it a day of sinful amusement, of carousal-a day set apart to serve the devil, more than any other day of the week. The command was given by the Judge of all the earthamidst the burning flames of Sinai, to keep this day holy, and most fearfully will the vengeance of an angry God be poured out upon the finally impenitent Sabbathbreaker. Often, in this life, the judgments of heaven seem to fall upon the violaters of this holy day. Numerous criminals, now in our penitentiaries, trace the
commencement of their career in crime, to a violation of the Sabbath day.
To groggery keepers, it is the most money making day in the week, strict (dead) laws, and vigilant (uinking) constables to the contrary notwithstanding. With all the well intended exertions of the friends of this holy day, to induce people generally to its more strict observance, we have millions in our land, who commit more overt acts of sin on the Sabbath, than during the other six days of the week.
We have many professors of religion, who are far from paying due respect to their Lord and Master, in the proper observance of this day. Some attend church in the morning, and either lounge, sleep, or ride out in the afternoon. Some are fair weather church going people, and are pleased to see a succession of stormy, or at least cloudy Sundays. Others have the seventh day headache, which commences about nine every Sabbath morning, and confines them to the bed, or house at least; until about four in the afternoon. Others toil so hard for themselves through the week, that they are unfit for devotional duties on Sunday, and if they go to church, it is only to save censure from their pastor and brethren, and sleep away the sermon, for fear its truths might set too closely, and pinch their consciences. There are others who do not go to church, because they cannot dress as well as some others—vain pride is stronger than their religion.
There are none more punctual at church, than an obnoxious class of professors, that may be termed seventh day Christians—They stop at no means in accumulating wealth six days of the week, and can easily be tempted, after church on Sunday. Such men
are the devil's scavengers, and are worse in a church, than hogs in a cornfield, just in the silk. None but the active, truly pious, duly appreciate, and properly keep Sunday.
Suspicion is a heavy armour, and, With its own weight, impedes, more than it protects.—Byron.
SUSPICION is the legitimate offspring of selfishness, and can no more exist in a noble, generous heart, than a salamander could in an iceberg. It is like self-righteousness, the more, the worse. It is like a Promethean vulture, preying upon the vitals of human happiness. It is at war with rational enjoyment, and an enemy to the refined pleasures of friendship. It is like the Rhinoceros, the only animal that is armed with a horn on the end of his nose. It is the bane of social intercourse, the medium through which we are enabled to learn the nature of man, and become prepared to appreciate his good qualities and guard against his bad.
It dooms its unfortunate victims to ignorance of human nature, and exposes them to the attacks of the designing knave, more than open frankness—for the latter inspires respect—the former, contempt. True, the other extreme should be avoided, but is less dangerous, and does not rob us of the dearest enjoyments of life—the sweets of friendship. Frankness basks in the melting sunbeams of charity-Suspicion shivers in the arctic circle of selfishness, and never thaws out. Frankness refracts and reflects kindly feelings, as kindred hearts meet-Suspicion imparts a centrifugal force