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VOL. XVL
ctlottxp . .
THE TIME TO DIE.
It seemeth hard to dit at morn,
When love and joys are young,
And scarce we've listened fo the tale
The siren hope hath sung.
When dancing feet and songs of mirth
Keep time to pleasure's merry call,
It seems a 'dreary change for these--
The coffin and the sable pall.
It seemeth hard to die at noon—
In manhood's glorious pride—
When every life-chord of the heart
Is held by loved ones by our side.
It seemeth hard to fold our hands—
Our labor yet to leave undone—
And follow Death's pale messenger
From realms beyond the sun.
It seemeth hard to die at eve,
When, resting from our day of toil,
We hold our treasures to our hearts,
As though the aim of Death to foil,
Forgetting that the life of man
Is as the twinkling of an eye—
The flashing of a motor .
Athwart the troubled sky.
But 'tis a blessed boon to die,
At morning, noon, or night,
When o'er our cherished hopes despair
"lath shed a poisonous blight.
When all we trusted, all we loved,
!lave sunk beneath Time's rolling wave
'Tis then a blessed boon to die.
And share with them the silent grave.
In his own time God calloth all—
The king must leave his throne
And journey, like the poorest man,
Through Death's dark realm alone;
And happiest he whose life can show
The purest, most unsullied page,
Though he were called in early youth,
Or wore the wintry crown of age.
alithrtzting
MY PECK or DIRT.
" What a fellow you are, Routitout, can't
Sou let us enjoy our breakfast in peace?"—
g,,od-humoredly remarked handsome Fred,
as he balanced on his fork the bright purple
end of a polony at a bachelor's breakfast
party.
Now old Routitout wasn't a bit of a cur
mudgeon, but when he took up any subject
nothing could induce him to let it go until,
like a puppy with a new rug, he had tugged
it to pieces. The report of te debate in the
House of Commons on the adulteration of
food, unluckily, just caught his eye, and ac
cordingly be went into the subject, with
which he was really well acquainted, with as
much gusto as Tom Sayers went in at the
Benicia Boy.
" It's all very well to say, " I don't care
for adulteration," lie authoritatively exclaim
ed, " but you must; this breakfast table is
built up of adulterations; take the polony
you think so spicy, what will you say to find
ing your toes rotting off in a month or two,
like an old post in damp ground ?"
" Come, that won't do, old fellow, why
should we take in dry rot with German sau
sages 2"
" My dear, boy, that is precisely what you
must take your chance of, if you will eat
these poison bags without inquiring; why,in
all probability, that sausage is made from pu
trid meat—you may always suspect bad meat
where there are high seasoning, and there
are hundreds of instances on record of people
rotting away at their extremities from eating
these putrid German sausages."
We all looked up; Bob Saunders, in his
amazement, spilt a spoonful of yelk down
his handsome whiskers, and there was a gen
eral pause. There is nothing like opening a
conversation with a startling fact, and this
old Routitout knew full well, and proceeded
to take instant advantage of the sensation he
had created.
"Fact," said he, " here is an account"
(pulling an old German newspaper out of his
pocket) " of three German students who grad
ually rotted away from eating putrid sausa
ges at Reidelberg."
" Well, they may keep their polonies for
me," said Bob, " I stick to eggs; what can
you make of them, old fellow ?"
" Why, in all probability, the one you are
eating ought to have been by this time a
grandfatcher. Laid in some remote village
of France this time last year, it has lain ever
since pickled in lime water. The antiquity
of your London eggs is marvellous. They
come over here by the million at a time, and
you don't suppose the continental hens hold
monster meetings to suit the time of the ex
porter ?"
" I wish you would turn the conversation,"
Bob replied. " I taste the lime quite strong,
and must wash it down with a cup of coffee."
"Bean-flour, you mean," replied his tor
mentor, " and possibly something worse.—
Just turn it over in your mouth again, and
see if there is a saw-dust smack in it. The
fine dark Mocho you get in the New Cut, for
instance, is adulterated with mahogony saw
dust."
My friend, Ned Allen, a bit of a heavy
swell, who affected to admire now and then
a plebian thing, struck in here in his lisping
way
" I musth declare the fmesth cup of
coffee I ever tasthted was at four. o'clock in
the morning at an itinerant coffee. stargLafter
Lady Charlotte's ball —'twas .really deli-
cious !"
I saw old Routitout's eye twinkle, as much
as to say. " now thou art delivered into my
hands. Fine body in it, eh ! Such a 'horse
doggy' man as you" should have recognized
the flavor of, &c., &c."
" Good God I what can you mean ?" ex
claimed Ned.
" Oh I nothing, nothing ; no doubt you felt
a sinking after that old skinflint's suoper,and
wanted some animal food."
" Animal food in coffee, prepostwous!"
" Ah! my dear friend, I don't like to die
ICFEI3=M
turb your equanimity, but it is - a noted fact
that the strong coffees used by the itinerant
coffee stand keepers get their flavor from the
knuckers' yard. There are manufactories
over in the borough, where they dry and pul
verise horses' blood for the sake of adultera
ting cheap coffees ; and the cream, how do
you think they could give you such lucious
cream in your coffee at a penny a cup ?
why, simple enough, they thicken it with
calves' brains. If you don't believe me, read
Rugg on London Milk,' and see what he
found, in it with his microscope."
" Well, I'm safe, then," I interposed, "as
I never touch anything but the best green."
" That's just the mistake you reading men
rlways make," he replied, "I dare say you
innocently believe that green tea is made of
the young and tender leaves of the plant, but
the real truth is, it is black tea painted—
painted and bloomed like a worn out old hag."
Old Routitout dipped his huge fist into the
caddy and took out a handful oyoung
and held it side-ways to the light on his open
hand: "Do you see that beautiful pearly
green color,. tha't called the glaze—a mix
ture of tumeric and Prussian blue. Think,
my dear fellow, of the dose of poison you have
been regularly taking night and morning ;-
perhaps you can now account for that dread
ful night-mare you had lastnight. Old Sarah,
the first and great Duchess of Marlborough,
used to say that she was born before nerves
came into fashion ; and she never said a tru
er thing, for green tea came in about her
time, and the cup that cheers, but not ine
briates,' began to do its deadly work upon us
Britons."
"Do the Chinese drink green tea ?" I in
quired.
" Yes," he replied, "the real young spouts
of the shrnb, but not the glazed abomination
sent over here ;—that is manufactured by
them expressly to suit the barbarians."
" But is there no tea wholesome ?" we all
cried in astonishment.
"Yes," retorted old Routitout, tartly,
"your good strong Oongou at 3s. 4d, is gen
erally pure; black tea is mostly pure unless
you happen to get some old tea leaves re
dried. There are people who go about to club
houses to collect old tea-leaves, not to brush
carpets with, but to re-curl and dye, and sell
again. If you happen to take a cup that
tastes like hay, be sure that there has been a
ressurrection from the teapot, Hundreds of
tons of it are made in London yearly."
" Have an anchovy, Bob ?"
"They ain't anchovies," interposed our
old friend. "Do you think they can afford
to give you real anchovies at a shilling a bot
tle ? I tell you what they are, though,Dutch
fish colored and flavored to suit the market ;
that red paste in which they swim is bole ar
menian, a ferruginous earth. You must eat
your peck of dirt before you die, you know."
"My dear Mr. Routitout," interposed a
quiet gentlemanly man of our party, " take a
pinch of snuff to restore your eqanimity.
Our quiet friend might just as well have
trodden at that moment on the tail of a puff
adder.
Old Routitout took a pinch with mock se
renity, and said, " Yes if I wished to be poi
soned."
"Do you ever feel a weakness in your
wrists, my dear friend, eh ?"
" Good gracious me ! no, sir!,
" Well, then, if you will only persist long
enough in taking this kind of snuff, you will
gradually find your hands fall powerless at
the wrist like the paws of a kangaroo."
Here was another sensation, and we all
looked for some explanation.
" You think you are taking uothing but
powdered tobacco," said our old friend, glar
ing at the snuffer, " but I tell you there is
either chromate of potash, chromate of lead,
or red lead in it to give it a color, and you
get saturnine poisoning as a consequence.
" Come, take a pickle?" archly interposed
that incorrigible Bob, determined to rile our
tormentor, " the vinegar won't disagree with
you !"
" You are verdant enough to suppose that
is the natural color of the vegetable, I sup
pose ?" retorted old Routitout, harpooning a
gherkin with his fork.
"To be sure I am, my Diogonese," that
youth replied ; " come get out your tub and
descant."
" Then give Diogonese a steel fork, a knit
ting needle—anything of bright steel will do
to touch this verdant lie, and show you.the
ugly venomous thing it contains, Now, let
that knife remain in the jar for an hour, and
perhaps we shall learn the secret of these
verdant pickles. The very vinegar is falsi
fied.
" While you are about it you way as well
attack the whole cruet stand I"
" Nothing easier in the world. That prime
Durham Mustard,' for instance, is a delu
sion and a snare. There's scarcely a hit of
mustard that you can get pure at any price.
This stuff is nothing more than ninety-fire
per cent, of wheaten flour, just a dash of pure
mustard, turmetic to paint it up to concert
pitch, and black popper to make it sting; and
you hare been laboring under the delusion
all the while that you hare been eating mus
tard, sir."
"'Pon my honor, I have," replied Bob;
" but what about the vinegar?"
" When do you particularly like vinegar ?"
" Well, to tell you the truth, I like a dash
on a native, taken standing at an oyster stall,
just to cool one's coppers after the—opera."
"Just so," said Mr. Boutitout, gravely
drawing from his pocket a note book. "
let Dr. flassell have a word with you—this
is what he says for your especial comfort :
We have found some samples of vinegar to
consist of little else but sulphuric acid colored
with sugar ; it is in low coffee-houses and
oyster-stalls that such is not uncommonly met
with." So you see, my friend, you are in
the habit of cooling your coppers' with vit
riol, sir, vitriol I"
"Nov, then," said Bob, not half liking it,
" serve out the pepper, my boy."
" Well, pepper—what you call pepper—is
mainly flour and linseed meal, flavored with
D. P. D."
" What in the name of all that is sacred is
D. P. D ?"
--';-FE RS E VE RE .--
HUNTINGDON, PA., NOVEMBER 21, 1860,
" Oh, D. P. D. is short for dust of pepper
dust—the sweepings of the mills. The man.
ufacturers supply it to the grocers in barrels,
so that they can falsify at pleasure."
" Don't forget the soy while you are about
it."
`• Well, that's nothing more than treacle
and salt, so says Hassell, and the fish-sauce
nothing but vinegar and catsup colored—with
what do you think ?"
" Can't tell."
" Minute chips of charred deal 1"
" Come," I interposed, " after all the disa
greeables, allow me to recommend you one
of these sweetmeats. What will you have ?
—a mutton chop, a rasher of bacon, or an
oyster— . or here's a cock colored to life."
"Charming bird, certainly; and so you
recommend this cock fur a delicate stomach ?"
" Well, drop it in your pocket, and I dare
say one of the little Itoutitouts will not make
wry faces about it."
" Won't they? I think I know something
about this amiable bird. Look at his bright
yellow beak—well, that's only chromate of
lead, and those blood-red wattles—there is
nothing more injurious in their colors than
vermillion. Those beautiful stripes of yellow
on the wings are gamboge, and the verdant
stand on which he is strutting is arseniate of
copper, or Scheele's green—three deadly
poisons and adrastic purge ! Perhaps now
you would like one of your younkers to have
a suck at this game pullet ?"
Not so bad as that, old fellow 1" I replied,
furtively dropping out of my pocket a colored
bonbon intended for the litte one at home.—
" A slight indigestion, perhaps, that a dose
of gray powder would put to rights in a day."
"I am very glad you mentioned grey-pow
der—mercury and chalk that should be ; for
let• me tell you, you may find the remedy
wrese than the disease?'
Why, do you know, sir," he said, raising
his voice, " that they sometimes make this
infantile remedy out of the scrapings of look
ing-glasses?"
" And what are the scrapings of looking
glasses composed of ?"
"Why, an amalgam of tin, antimony, and
arsenic, as a foil for the mercury. They sell
this abominable stuff at Bd. a pound, and if
you happen to buy gray powder in a low
neighborhood, you stand a very good chance
of getting some of it. Not content with pois
oning and loading our food with all sorts of
indigestible rubbish, they next proceed to
adulterate the drugs we depend upon to cure
us."
" Well upon my word," said Bob, " here
we've been jollying at this elegant dejeuner a
la fourchette, and eating all the delicacies of
ttie season,when in comes this learned wretch
and turns all into gall and wormwood. Let
us see what we've really taken. Why there's
a whole paint-box of paints to begin with—
Prussian blue, turmeric, blue armenian—"
" Stop a bit," cried old Routitout, " these
preserves look very red—there's cochineal in
them ; put down cochineal!!
"Very well, cochineal—blue, yellow, red
and scarlet—four coats of paint for delicate
stomachs."
" Now, then for minerals ; sulphur in the
sulphuric acid, lead in my friend's rappee."
" Stop a minute," eagerly interposed Rout
itout, " again let me examine the knife," and
rushing to the pickle jar he triumphantly re
turned, " Copper ! I told you so—look at
the coating on the knife. Copper, by jingo !"
" Very well—lead copper."
" And if any of you had happened to have
sweetened your tooth with that cock of mag
nificient plumage, there would have been an
addition of mercury and arseniate of copper,
a pretty metalic currency to put into your
blood's circulation with your breakfast, and
for a gentle alterative to-morrow morning—
antimony, mercury and asenic, alias gray
powder, would be likely to set matters right
with a vengeance," and old Boutitout laughed
a demoniac laugh, " and, stop a hit, you have
not done yet—there's lime in the eggs, sand
in the sugar, horse-blood in the coffee, and
perhaps, mahogany saw-dust ! just throw
these little items in to make it ' thick and
slab.' "
" Bob," said I, turning very briskly upon
our tormentor, " let's wash our mouth's out
with a•glass of beer."
" Here's to you," he said watching with
his clear blue eye the beaded bubbles wink
ing at the brim.'
" I dare say now you think that fine bead
is a recommendation to your tipple. The
author of a practical treatise on brewing,
however, lets us into a secret ; the heading
he tells uq, is a mixture of half alum and
half copperas ground to a fine powder, and
is so called for giving to porter and ales the
beautiful head of froth which constitutes one
of its peculiar properties, and which land
lords are so anxious to raise to gratify their
customers. That fine flavor of malt is pro
duced by mixing salts of steel with coculus
indicus, Spanish liquorice, treacle, tobacco
and salt."
" But there's nothing of the kind in pale
ale," I replied.
" Well," said he, in a half disappointed
tone, " they used to talk about strychnine,
though I believe that's all bosh, but you can't
deny the camomiles."
" But what's the use of disenchanting us
in this way, if tradesmen are all robbers to
gether ?" I inquired. " What remedy have
we ?"
" That's just the thing the House of Com
mons at this very moment are trying to give
you. Mr. Scholefield's bill on the adultera
tion of food, which was originally intended
to hit the adulterator very hard, is emascula
ted enough, for fear of interfering with trade ;
but there will be some protection for the in
telligent classes, it is true. Any articles sus
pected of being adulterated, may be publicly
analyzed and if found to be sophisticated, the
guilty party will be liable to a fine; this will
lead to the better class of tradesman warrant
ing their goods as pure, and the middle and
upper classes will, in the end. reap the bene
fit of Dr. Hassan's investigations, and Mr.
Scholefield's bill—but as for the poor, God
help them They pay dear for what they
have, and never, by any chance, have it pure ;
and as they can't afford to have:.suspected ar-
titles analyzed, they must go the wall, as of
old. We want a little touch of French des
potism in these matters. Every drop of milk
brought into Paris is tested at the barriers
by the lactometer, to see if the iron-tailed
cow ) has been guilty of diluting it—if so the
whole of it is remorselessly thrown into the
gutter—the Paris milk is very pure in conse
quence. If a tradesman adulterates any ar
ticle of food offered for sale, he is first fined,
and then made publicly to confess his fault,
by means of a placard placed in his window,
setting forth the exact nature of the trick he
has played upon his customers. Imagine
some of our leading tradesmen obliged to sit.
in sack-cloth and ashes, and suffer his moral
pillory ! One or two rogues thus exposed
would have a marvelous effect in keeping the
sand out of the sugar, and the burnt beans
out of the coffee, &c.,
&.
"Now then, old fellow, as yo have worked
yourself round into good humor aga in, take
a, weed ?"
Not the slightest objection in life, for it's
the only thing to be got unsophisticated—
there is plenty of bad tobacco, it is true--but
we know it is tobacco. There are many tales
going, about the fine qualities of British to
bacco grown in the Camberwell cabbage beds
—but it's all fudge."
" Come," said I, " let's take a constitu
tional in the fresh air after this lecture ?"
" Fresh air indeed ;" all our old friend's
savageness was fast reviving. " Fresh air,
with every gully hole sending forth streams
of sulpherated hydrogen, and sulphuric acid,
impregnating all the water—where on earth .
do you find your fresh air?"
When he would have ended there is no tel
ling, had not Bob_ slily tempted him with a
priocipe, on which his mouth closed with im
mense satisfaction to all parties concerned.
"Father," said a woman to her husband
one morning " the boys want some new
shoes."
" Want, want—always wanting !" said the
man, in a cross tone. " I've got no shoes ;if
you want them, get them."
"I don't know who should, if you can't,"
answered the wife, catching the spirit of her
husband ; and the spirit once caught, she car
ried it down stairs into the kitchen, where she
quickly saw that breakfast was in a backward
state.
" Sally 1" she cried, " why in the world is
not breakfast ready ? the mornings are long
enough."
"This awful green wood l" cried Sally, who
until now had been doing her best; but catch
ing her mistress's tone, she quite lost her tem
per. " The wonder is breakfast's got at all,"
she muttered; while her mistress went out,
and little Joe came in from the wood-house.
" Tie my shoe Sally," said he.
" Go away," cried Sally, " and not, pester
me at breakfast time.
"Cross creature!" cried little Joe, pouting
and pulling off his shoe, which, for mischief,
or not knowing what else to do, he swung at
the cat lapping her milk. The shoe sent the
cat one way and the cup another, and the
milk in a puddle.
"You mischievous puppy 1" cried Sally, giv
ing little Joe a shake, and sending him off to
the sitting room.
Joe in a terrible pet, fell upon his little
sister, who was playing with a woolly dog, a
little toy her auntie gave her, making it bark
in a wheezy tone no dog was ever guilty of.
"Give it to me!" cried Joe, snatching it
from her hand; whereupon Susy burst into
an angry cry. Joe's mother struck him for
it, and he set up a howl equal to any young
cub in a bear's den ; so that by the time
breakfast was ready, the family sky was dark
and squally as it could well be ; for crossness
is catching, and "the beginning of strife is
as when one letteth out water."—Paov. xvir :
4.
" Father," said a woman to her husband,
one morning, " the boys want some new
shoes."
"Yes, I suppose it is most time," answers
the husband ; " but I can't so well spare the
money just now. I wonder if I could not
black them nicely up, to make them answer
a little longer. Let's see now."
" Do not trouble youself with them, hus
band," said the wife. Let me try and see
what a gloss I can put on them ; maybe
they'll look as good as new. And away she
tripped down stairs into the kitchen. " Sal
ly," she said, " you are a little behind in
breakfast, but I'll help you. No wonder ;
the green wood troubles you, I'm afraid."
" Please, no," answers Sally, " I'll fetch
breakfast on the table in a minute ;" and Sal
ly stirs about with cheerful briskness, while
little Joe comes in and asks to have his shoe
tied.
" In a moment, deary," answers Sally,
"while I run down and get some kindling,s ;
your ma wants breakfast."
"Let me go," says little Joe; "I'll bring
you some beauties," and away scampers the
little boy, 'who soon comes back with an arm
ful. "'There, Sally," he saygi," won't that
help you?"
"Yes, deary," cries Sally; " now let me
tie your shoe." And while she does it, Joe
is looking at pussy lapping her milk.
" Pussy's had her breakfast," said Joe,
" and I'll take up her cup, lest somebody
should step on it and break it. Come, pussy,
go with me; and he carries her into the sit
ting-room.—" Pussy has had her breakfast,"
he said to sissy ; " now will she think your
woolly dog a real dog ? Let's show it to her."
Sissy put down her plaything, a little wool
ly dog and sure enough, puss, as soon as she
saw it, bushed her tail and backed up her
'back, just ready for a fight; but pretty soon
she saw her mistake, and ran under the table,
as if afraid to be laughed at. How the chil
dren did laugh ; and what a pleasant break
fast that was, where kindness was the larg
est dish ; for " pleasant words are as a honey
comb, sweet to the soul, and health to the
bones."—Pnov. xvi:
Editor and Proprietor.
RlLstrilantUTS.
ONE WAI" AND THE OTHER
THE OTHER WAY.
On this point Daniel Webster spoke in his
last great speech in the Senate, on the 7th of
March, 1850. Hear him :
M. President :—I should much prefer to
have beard, from every member_ on this floor ;
declarations of opinion that this Union Could,
never be dissolved, than the declaration of
opinion by anybody, that, in any case, un
der the pressure of any circumstances, such
a dissolution was possible. I hear with dis
tress and anguish the word " Secession," es
pecially when it falls from the lips of those
who are patriotic, and known to the country,
and known all over the world, for their po
litical services. Secession ! Peaceable se
ce3sion ! Sir, your eyes and mine are never
destined to see that miracle. The dismem
berment of this vast country without convul
sion The breaking up of the fountains of
the Great Deep without ruffling the surface !
Who is so foolish—l beg everybody's pardon
—as to expect to see any such thing? Sir,
he who sees these States, now revolving in
harmony around a common centre, and ex
pects to see them quit their places and fly off,
without convulsion, may look the next hour
to see the heaVenly bodies rash from their
spheres and jostle against each other in the
realms of space, without causing the wreck
of the Universe. There can be no such thing
as peaceable secession. Peaceable secession
is an utter impossibility. Is the great Con
stitution under which we live—covering this
v.`hole country—is it to be thawed and melted
away by secession, as the snows on the moun
tain melt under the influence of a vernal sun,
disappear almost unobserved, and. run off?--
No, sir ! I will not state what might produce
the disruption of the Union ; but, sir, I see
as plainly as I see the sun in heaven what
that disruption itself must produce. I see
that it must produce war, and such a war as
I will not describe, in its two-fold character.
NO. 22.
Peaceable secession ! Peaceable secession I
The concurrent agreement of all the members
of this great Republic to separate ! A volun
tary separation, with alimony on the one side
and on the other ! Why, what would be the
result ? Where is the line to be drawn ?
What States are to secede? What is to re
main American ? What am Ito be ? An
American no longer ? Am I to become a
sectional man, a local man, a separatist, with
no country in common with the gentlemen
who sit around me here, or who fill the other
house of Congress? Heaven forbid? Where
is the flag of the Republic to remain ? Where
is the eagle still to tower ?-0r is he to cower,
and shrink, and fall to the ground ? Why,
sir, our ancestors, our fathers, and our grand
fathers, those of them that are yet living
amongst us with prolonged lives, would rebuke
and reproach us ; and our children and our
grand-children would tryout shame upon us, if
we of this generation should dishonor these en
signs of the power of the government and the
harmony of that Union which is every day
felt among us with so much joy and grati
tude.
bEATH'S YOUNGER BROTHER
Some one has fancifully named sleep that
state of unconsciousness nearest allied to the
dreamless rest of the ;rave. And yet, bow
different! It is but the body that slumbers
—the mind is ever active, and never quite
loses its hold upon those physical organs
through which it communicates with the out
er world. All the bodily functions that sus
tain life go on with unimpaired regularity,
while, with relaxed muscles, and in prostrate
position, the frame finds repose from all other
activities.
Wondrously like death is tho quiet repose
of the infant, or of him whose mind is at
peace with all men. But a touch, a sound,
awakens to intense life.
But not like death is the 'sleep of him who
lies down companioned by a perturbed con
science. With starts, and cries, and fearful
contortions, he marks the unceasing activity
of the mind within that not even sleep can
lull to quietude and peace. In dreams he
may go back to days of innocence, but a
touch awakens him to the deep consciousness
of guilt that, even in his dreams, dogs him
like an avenger, robbing him of " Nature's
sweet restorer, balmy sleep," and causing
him to rise unrefreshed, and still more un
happy.
Only a mind at rest, and a peaceful con
science, can indeed make sleep quiet—so
quiet and serene, as truly to deserve the name
of " Death's Younger Brother."
Lying is one of the meanest of vices. Ar
istotle lays it down for a maxim, that a brave
man is clear in his discourse, and keeps close
to the truth ; and Pluetarch calls lying the
vice of a slave. Lying in discourse is a dis
agreement between the speech and the mind
of the speaker, when one thing is declared
and another meant, and words are no image
of thoughts. Hence it will follow, that he
who mistakes a falsity for truth is no liar in
repeating his judgnent ; and, on the other
side, he that relates a matter which he be
lieves to be false is guilty of lying, though be
speaks the truth. A lie is to be measured by
the conscience of him that speaks, and not by
the truth of the proposition. Lying is a
breach of the articles of social commerce, and
an invasion upon the fundamental rights of
society. Lying has a ruinous tendency ; it
strikes a damp upon business and pleasure,
and dissolves the cement of society. Like
gunpowder, it is all noise and smoke ; it dar
kens the air, disturbs the sight ; and blows
up as far as it reaches. Nobody can close
with a liar ; there is danger in the correspon
dence ; and more than that, we naturally hate
those who make it their business to deceive
us. Were lying universal, it would destroy
the credit of books and records, make the past
ages insignificant, and almost confine our
knowledge to our five senses.
f;e''' Why was Adam the best runner that
ever lived ? Because he was the first in the
human race.
Reading serves for delight, for orna
ment, and for capacity ; it improves nature,
and is perfected by experience.
Elt is better that a man's own works,
than that another man's words should praise
him.
Z Both the Graces and the Furies are
represented by the poets under the figure of
woman.
If you would talk much, you should
particularly er deavor to talk well; he always
speaks too much who speaks ill.
.
'" The Arabians say—" it is not good to
jest with God, Death or the Devil.
rte` All nature is busy, and an idler,
therefore, a monster in creation.
Xll true spirit of religion enlivens as
well as composes the soul.
rier Ambition never looks behind it—a
fatal error in ninny cases.
" PEACEABLE SECESSION."
A MEAN VICE.
El