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[From the Rural Sun.
A meat and Bread Ser
mon for improvident
Farmers.
'BY BOAZ.
Children have you any meat?
John, chapter-verse-,
I once heard an old minister
preach a funeral sermon from ibis
text, and he sAd that it could- be
found somewhere in John.' I don't
know whether hitold the ti;th or
not, but, for the purpose of this ser
mon, I will be rash enough to take
for granted that -he did. I do not
remember that I ever saw it-there,
to my .shame perbaps be it said,
but if my -present hearers know
- little about the, matter as I do,
LIean assert:with assurance, on
the authority of our beloved bro
ther.of a peculiar persuasion, that
the text is there, and none.of you
can .say aught to tbe contrary.
Therefore I will say to you, my
scaly back auditors, that my text
ain John,and wo uitoyou and your
children, and unto your children's
children for coming generations
ad infinitum, if you give not great
-r heed to t;ht which your hum
ble preachist has to say about the
passage then to the particular lo
cus in quo the beautiful language
-was originally written whether in
the Bible or almanac, or the die
tionary, or any book under 'the
sun. But the word. "originAlly"
brings me back to the origin of
my remarks, and forces out of my
burdened heart the pathetic inqui
ry,
CHILDREN, HAVE YOU ANY MEAT ?
Before proceeding to unveil the
mysteries and to. :elaborate the
beauties of my text in all their in
trieste ramifications, I feel con
strained to say that I suspect our
peculiar brother misapprehended
the meaning of the language, as
he stood in the midst of the weep
-ing relatives of the defunct whose
funeral he was preaching, and,
writh his eyes turned skyward,'
propounded the searching inquiry,
iiuiTss peradventare, he had failed
in obtaining his matutinal repast,
iniVwhich event it was natural that
he should have been more thought
ful of the comforts of his craving
s -Mto the bereaved'
b h ~ers. I am not
p ig ieral sermon- my
b uv I say unto you,
tb adalure to-give proper.heed
to th iahngs4fthis beautiful
tei$ i9W be publiec ttio to
the faferalgeyeo foe es,your
far .ad ourcountry, and you
thog h ad like
thd1 a kin meancholy ghost
th$ eksses Nlonighe River Styx
obith'$s it o pay thea fer
ri ~' youe voices will be
heard, like,the voice of tlie He
brews by the rivers of Babylon,.
howling to every passing breeze,
CHILDREN HAVE TOU ANY MEAT ?
Awake, therefore, e -srothful
dagiulturi4tawake, and lend me
your ears, .while I elucidate and
frdctify the' eerlasting truths
that corruseate along the everlast
ing crests of my text, like-like
liks-plague it, like.
"John Brown's soul that still marches on."
I propose, then, to consider the
meaning of the words in this
bieautifu passage, -in a two-fold
light.
I-INDIVIDUALITY.
II-COLLECTIVELY.
I would remark that there are
only two words in the text which
I deem it necessary to- individual
ize, and to catch .the true ring of,
Sas the miser catcheth the ring of
his goiai befora,he drops it into his
old :sock and hides it under the
hearth, and those two words are
"children" and "meat." I opine.
my beloved, that the word chil
dren in the text has a much broad
er signification than that segment
Iof the human family which the old
woman of the country spank with
impunity, and glory in the blessed
consciousness that they can do it
agailnif they want to. I am per
Ssuaded that in the full amplitude
of its height and depth, its length
Sand its breadth, it includes every
Snative born American citizen,
white and black, blue, and yellow;
and gray, male and Temale, old
and young, together with all the
Srest of man and woman on the
B face of this time-bound earth, an.d
L' I do not Lhink, therefore, my be
Snighted friends, that I would be
a stretching my imagination too
-far if I were to 'enture the asser
tion that it includes even you.
The word "meat" mneaneth not
i alone the aggregated globules
i which formeth the fleshy portions
~-of the corporeal tabernacles in
which the spiritual essncenn of
the beasts of the field, the fowls
of the air, and the fish of the deep
"live and move and have their be
ing," but to every eatable thing
under the sun which the tongue of
man hankereth after, or which he
hideth beneath the broad bosom
of his abdominal ocean, for it is
said. "his meat was locust and wild
honey." I say, therefore, my bre
thren, that meat here means "vit
ties" whether it be "chicken fix
ins" or "flour doins," ham bones
or corn dodgers, pickle pork or
biled cabbage and I challenge the
universal creation to refute the
correctness of my doctrine.
Judging by the shine of your
eyes, my hearers, that you have
imbibed my meaning thus-far, I
will now proceed to the second
head and take a bird's eye view of
my subject.
COLLECTIVELY.
Having eliminated the true doc
trine involved in the words chil
dren and meat. It is easy to arrive
at the collective meaning of the
whole passage, and instead of say
ing,- children, have you any meat,
we may express the same senti
ment in- the more artistic and
poetical paraphrase,
D! FARMER, HAtT THOU ANY "VIT
TLES?"
"Aye, there's the rub." Hast
hou the Wierewitha--not to
orge thy everlasting stomach
it the next meal-but to feed thy
ielf and thy family, thine ox an
hine ass, thy hogs and thy cattle,
3ven unto the sheep that browse
ipon thy pastures, and the gob
Dler that struts in thy barn-yard,
intil another crop shall come in
,he fullness of time.
0! my brethren if I could con
7ert myself into an angel and sbar
with the speed ofthought through
ut the. length and breadth of
his Southerq clime, and pans
ng at every doorstep, exclaim in
'thoughts that breathe and words
that barn,
FARME HAST THOU ANY "VITTLEs?"
hew many :in this congregation
^Ould rise up and, shaking the dew
frgpa from their shiaggy manes,
inswaer proudly,
-"YEA FATHER, I HAVE."
Weeping, 1 pause for a reply.
)h.l my brethren, many are call
d but few are chosen, and hang
log looks proclaim--.with trumpet
tongue that most of you are in the
rocative. Then wo unto you, fool
sh farmers, for verily you are lay
ng upr for yourselves hunger
igainst the day of hunger. Wo
into you I say, for the folly of
~he fooilish virgins that trimmed
iot their lamps was wisdom com
ared with your idiotic neglect.
W'o unto you ~and unto your
wives; wo unto your flocks and
anto your children. Wo! wo!
wo! Alas! echo answers wo!
Excuse me, my beloved, while I
pause in the presence of this pic
ure to weep and-blow awhile.
' anity of vanities, saith the
preacher, vanity of vanities; all is
anity,-the son of David, king
of Jerusalem, must have invented
that idea on a 'full stomach,
whereby his reason was clouded,
for the doctrine which he there
propounds is not altogether cor
ret. A myriad of voices spring
spontaneously from the universal
nimated creation, and uniting in
one grand choral strain, proclaim
in tones of thunder that "vittles"
is not vanity, and I feel sure, my
brethren, that you will all take
stock with me in that beautiful
nd pathetic sentiment.
Give me "vittles" or give me death.
It has been beahtifully said that
bread is the staff of life. I can
ouch for the truth of this re
mairk with painful fervor, for
verily 1 say unto you that, in my
meanderings thi-ough these elow
grounds of sin and sorrowr, it bath
often happened that portion of my
earthly tabernacle, which is grace
fully encircled with th~e waistband
of my breeches, hath travailed for
"vittles," and, even so have I been
forced to vry unto the children of
Mammon in the language of my
text,
CHILDREN HAVE YOU ANY MEAT ?
if therefore ye raise not the
"vittles," how can, ye have the
staff, and if ye have not the staff
how can ye support the life, and
if ye support not the life, what in
the thunder is to become of the
country and the preachers? I will
tell you, my agrarian brethren,
what will become o1 you. You
will sit, like the prodigal son
among the swine, and dolefully
I want bat "vittles" here below,
And want that "vittles" qalek,
Or I shall wipe my weeping eyes,
And the bucket soonly kick.
"o we wont," some chuckle
headed brother will say, "we will
arise and go unto our merehant
and hny thn fatted calf on tick."
But what if the merchant should t
say:
"O foolish 8nd impecunious gen- i
Dration, ye seeketh after tick, and o
no tick shall be given you save i
the tick of the prophet Jonah." il
You know; my brethren, he .!
biied to obey the Lord on tick, and t
'h consequence was that he got a
iucked in the sea, and swallowed t
by a *hale, and walloped around b
renerally in the way that made e
3im "git up and git." Just so will t<
rou get soused in a sea of trouble,
iwallowed by a whale of debt, and C
walloped about untilyou will look p
neaner than that yaller dog that v
idam found slinkipg around his sl
ritchen, and has slunk around the ti
inivers~al creation ever since. i
0, misguided 'brethren,. are you a
,outent- to sit, like a legion of a
bazuruses, at your merchant's a
loor's and feed on the crumbsyou a
ire free born American citizens as t
ong as you whine after others for d
Four "vittles ?" Then rise, rise, ye t
lothful farmers, from the bog C
ioles of credit, soar aloft on the n
)lessed consciousness of having b
aised your own "vittles," and e
Fear after year you will rise high- e
.r and higher, and when your a
ives shall reach the 'sere and yel- g
ow leaf," you will perch on the 81
piinacle of independence, and, -b
planting the point of your thumb p
)n the apex of your nose, you will 0
)e able to twist your fingers in'r e
dateinpLuous defiance at the u
iordes of Shylocks who lie in b
wait for the unwary farmer, try- I
ng to gobble up all be makes by t
urnishing him with "vittles." C
$ad when the caterpillar, like the a]
Lngel of death, shall spread his S
wings on the blast, and sweeping e
rom cotton field to cotton field, -6
hall gather into his capacious I
itomach the crop of the South, 5
hen rising from his feast, like an n
agle with bloody talons, shall il
tartle the land with his exultant b
lreams of
HILDREN WHERE'S YOUR VITTLEs ?
hen you will be able to smile '
'with a smile that'is child-like and
land," and shout back the defiantS
mswer :
"I gt you that time old fellow,
raised 'em myself."a
Then from every hill-top and*
mut of every valley between Boss 1
sheppard's ranche, a n d t h e
areasers of Mexico, ten thousand V
inmes ten thousand "sperits of just c
a
nen made perfect" will kick up
heir heels and shout,
BULLY FOR YOU.d
We copy from the Christian Un- 1
on the following pen picture by I
,he Rev. Henry Ward Beecher:
THE PROSTRATE STATE.4 t
-e:
It would be hard to find in the a
istory of modern nations a more i
addening or disgustful picture 'I
>f the wreck and desolation of so- a
~iety than is presented at this mo- s,
nent in South Carolina; and the c;
~ondition of .South Carolina, we b2
suppose while p e rhapsa more tl
picturesquely miserable, is but a C
ype of the social wretchedness ti
mnd the political shame which at- t<
~ach to the other States of the far tl
outh. These ate facts which ii
oncern not alone the States in- a
mediately immersed 'in this civic u
shaos. The nation is a partner- a
ship in diseases and disgraces as c:
well as in benefits; with the suf- si
Eering of one member all the mem- is
aers suffer, and whatever is a blot b
ipon Texas or Georgia stains ti
through to Maine. The time has g
lly arrived when all citizens y
who do not believe that "our po- p
itical system can stand anything ']
mnd defy anything" should conde- p
cend to cast some serious glance
pon the hapless circumstances of b
yur friends and brethren of the 1
Southern States. Of this we may ii
e sure: that the present apathy u
>t Northern people upon this sub- a
ject is largely conditioned on their a
ignorance of the real state of the g
ease; and the difficulty with, us a
has been that we could not all go a
to the South to see for ourselves, t
and that we could not thoroughly e
confide in the testimony of those b
who did go. lIt is greatly to be a
desired that some Northern men b
f real ability, and of unquestiona- r
ble repute among us, could pass t
through the Southern lands and e
study the actual situation, and re- t
port to us in terms which we y
could altogether trust.
From this point of view, we v
deem it an event to be particular- t
ly mentioned that one such citizen, a
ktr. James S. Pike, an old aboli
tionist, a journalist of high stand- p
ing, and, by appointment of Presi- -
dent Lincoln, late Minister of. the t
United States at the Hague, took t
th trouble to gn to South Caroli- o
a during the last session of its
iegislature, and to spend two
ionths at its capital in the study
f men and things. He has now
iade his report, and has embodied
tin a little book, just issued by the
Lppletons, and bearing the gloomy
[tie that stands at the head of this
rticle. The book is so small
bat it cati be read in an evening,
at it is large enough to give to
very American anxious reflection
>r many a day.
Mr. Pike finds society in South
arolina "bottom side up." The
eople of character and culture,
ho, in a normal and righteous
-ate of affairs, would give direc
on and tone to public proceed
igs, are trampled under foot by
host of voting barbarians-"the
Lost ignorant democracy that
ankind ever saw"-"the dregs
P the population habilitated in
ie robes of -their intelligent pre
ecessors, and asserting o v e r
iem the rule of ignorance and.
>rruption through the inexorable
iachinery of a majority of num.
ers." Carpet-bag rule-1s at-an
ad in South Carolina, for the
irpet-baggers were,on the oatside
t least, white men. Even ne
roes tainted with white blood,and
a unfortunate as to have the no
le blacness6f ther ancestral com
lexion debilitated i1tp some shade
f yellow,are beginning to feel the
onteMptJq6US'anagoV_r f the
nmixed''Africin,. who miins to
ave thinks all his 'ow way there.
ly sheer force of superior nunibers
ie ignol*ut. aud u-nprincipled
Lass havetaken complete posses
.on of le -government of the
tate. '&nd wha sortbf a gov
rnment have they fokrmd? Ac
Drdtng464hetestimony--of Mr.
ike, the. rule of South Carolina
bould not, be dignified with the
ame of a government. It is the
istallation of a huge system of
rigandage' The men who have
ad it in' control, and the men
rhonow' have it in control,are the
icked villains of the community.
'hey are the highwaymen of the
tate. They are professional legis
tive- robbers. They are men
rho have stu~died and practiced
de art of legalized theft. They
ee in no sense different from; or
etter than, the men who fill the
risons and penitentiaries of the
rord. They are, in fact, of pre
isely that class, only more daring
aid audacious. The safe, base
bject is to gorge the individual
rith public p1 u n d e r . Having
one it, they turn around and buy
nmunity-for their acts by sharing
seir gains with. the ignorant,
auperized, besotted crowd who
ave chosen them to the stations
iey fill, and which enable them
iins to rob and plundel."
If it be asked ijow the corrup
.ons of the South Carolina. Gov
enment differ from the exception
I venality of certain :Northern leg.
ilatures, this is Mr. Pike's answer:
'he latter, while less in effrontery
nid in degree than the former, and
yinging -from different 'causes,
n also "be promptly remedied
y exposure and .by an appeal to
e intelligence and virtue of the
instituency ; in the other case,
iere is no such tribunal to appeal
>. It is a moral morass in which
ere is neither standing nor hold
ig g:-ound." "So tainted is the
mosphere with corruption, so
niversallyimplicated is everybody
bout the Government, of such a
Laracter are the ornaments of
ciety at the capital, that there
no such thing as an influential
~cal opinion to be broughtagainst
e scamps. They plunder and
lory in it. 'How did you get
our money ?' was asked of a
rominent legislator and lobbyist.
stole it,' was the prompt re
ly."
The impression made upon us
y Mr. Pike's report concerning
'he Prostrate State is that noth
ican save society there from
tter dissolution' but the speedy
chievement of rule by the classes
rho ought always rule. We re
ret that Mr. Pike, in announcing
n opinion substantially the same
this, seems to us to imply that
ese classes can be ascertained by
olor. We k.3ow that this cannot
e his real me3anlng, but the force
nd value of his book are likely to
e adapted by a certain indiscri
iinate denunciation of black men
ecause they are black, and an
qually indiscriminate commenda
ion of wbite men because they are
rhite What is wanted "to~ save
oth Carolina is not a rally of
rhite people against black people ;
ut of honest men of all colors
gainst scoundrels of all colors.
We must not despair of the Re
ublic, even though that Republic
e South Carolina, and even
hough it have -become a den of
hieves. And the specific advice
hich Mr. Pike gives as a sugges
I
tion of remedy t the people ol
that State is in the main wise and
good. He advises them to hold
on to the faith-that the State can
be redeemed; to make a systemat.
ic effort to attraot foreign immi
gration to the State; to get rid ol
their hereditary prejudice against
strangers; and of their old-time
intolerence of opposing opinions,
It is not a war of races or of colors
that should be brought on; but
a calm, resolute patient increase
and combination of the forces of
good in iociety against the force
of evil. Society needs to be turn
ed right side up; and in this ef
fort let all men help who can,
whatever be their color.
. - - - e + - -
We extract from a book published
in 1871, called "Sketches of Creation,'
written by Alexander Winchell, of
Michigan, the following fine piece of
composition. We have no doubt thal
many of our readers who are looking
forward to the great CQnflagration Day
will be startled at a view so differeni
from their own. After stating reasoni
which, from a scientific point of view
are plausible, he says:
"The conviction can not be resist
ed that the processes going forward
before our eyes aim directly at the f
nal extinction of the solar fire. Helm
holtz saya: "The inexorable laws d.
mechanics show that the store of hea
in the sun must be finally exhausted.P
What a conception overshadows ani
overpowers the mind ! We are forcei
to contemplate the slow waning of tha1
beneficent orb whose vivid light and
cheering warmth animate and vivif
the circuit of the solar system. Foi
ages past unbounded giftrhave beet
wasted through all the expandinj
fields of space-wasted, I say, sinbo
less than a half a billionth of his rayi
have fallen upon our planet. Thi
treasury of life and motion from ag
to age is running lower and lower
The great sun which, stricken wit!
the pangs of dissolution, has bravej
looked down with steadyandundimmei
eye upon our earth ever since organis
tion first bloomed upon it,isnevertheles
a dying existence. -The peltiig rain o
cosmical matter descending upon hi
surface can only retard, for a limitei
time the eneroachments of the mor
tal rigors, as friction may perpetuate
for a few brief moments, the vita
warmth of a.dying man. The time il
coming when the July sun will shini
with a paler light than he now gives ui
at the winter solstice. The nations.o:
men, if they still exist, will have emi
grated from the temperate to the equs
toial regions. New diseases will hav<
diminished their numbers. Polai
frost will have crept stealthily and
steadily from Behring's Straits to th<
Gulf of Mexico. Continental glaciers
will again hlave brooded over the land.
The prairie blossi will have perish
ed beneath a mantle of snow as limit
less as now the prairie expanse. The
fluent rivers will have been chained k~
their rocky banks. The ruinsofgreal
cities will be bemoaned by wintry
winds lrowli~ng past in rage at the pre
sence of unending frost. If yet a nar
row belt remains where sickly y'er
dure maintains the desperate conflict
with the powers of cold, it is a dwarf
ed and arctic vegetation. The magnolis
has given place to the birch. The
cypress has been supplanted by the li
cen-covered fir. The emerald has de.
parted from the shivering leaf, an
evea the hardy violet is pale untc
death. All things have assumed
faded and leaden hue. The Mongo
lian is not known from the Canaan
Even the sooty negro, if he be not ex
tiet, blanched from the want of light
and heat, can only be recognized bj
his features. Pale, thin, and feeble
the shivering reinant of humanity
have gathered themselves together in
to compact,eommunities for economy
of vital warmth. Forests are con
smed to thaw the soil. Temples
costly structures-the patient'rearing
of the golden ages of the race-are pull
ed down to eke out the scanty supply
of fuel. Men return to caves, whence
they camne in the beginning. Na
ture has become tileir enemy. Science
and art are forgotton. The page whicl
narrates the glory of the nineteenti
century is like the narrative whici
tells us of the labors of the men upo!
the plains of Shinar. Year by yea~
the populations become less-year by
year the dread empire of frost is ex
tended. Forests have been consumed;
cities have been burned; navies hav4
rotted in the deserted, ice-locked liar.
bos ; men have immured themselvei
in gloomy caverns till they have al
most lost the forms of humanity.
"The end arrives. Unless some
sudden catastrophe shall sweep- th<
race from beingin aday,ti e time wi]
come when two men will alone sur
vive of~silth& hiiin race. Two met
will look around upon the ruins of th<
workmanship of a mighty people. Tw<
men will gaze upon the tombs of th<
human family. Two men will stan<
petrified a the sight of perhaps a hun
dred thousand corps e s prostrate<
around them 5y the dire hardship
which every moment threaten to darr,
them also away. These two men will
gaze into each others faces-wan
thin, hungry, shivering, depiing.,
Speech will have deserted tleM. Sir
lent, g..zing each into eternity-more
dead than living-an overpowering em
otion-an inspiring .hope-and one of
them drops by the feet- of the solesar
vivor of God's intelligent race.
"Who can sa*hat atid f.e
iectons yill .rush for .an -instant
through the soul of- the lastmin?
Who shall istei t1 voie if he
speaks? ,On whose .ear shallil4he
accents of his sorrow, his wonder; ot
his hope? Thrice honored, thrice.e
altediman ! He:stands-there to testify
for all mankiad. On ,him has beeti
devolved the unique duty of ttei
the farewell of our;race to its Sn(H
and much-loved home. In what words
will he say farewell?
"Thelastman hasfcomposedhis bod
to eternal -rest. The once fair':e&rtlE
is a cold and desolate qorse. a,te's
tears are ice; she weeps no more. The
face of the- sbnis veiled. It is:.mid
night in the highways.of the planets.
The spirits of heaven mourn at the
faueral. of Nature..
"Let not the reader be distresed at
this picture The last two men will
be neit,er our children. nor onr. chil
dren's children. Our thoughts have
been wanderings through yles df
years. The clokofe.dtytck. not
seconds, b entuies. We sal not
anxiods!y measure tesa'ulsintensity
froi day to day, fro fei er tO
I yer,let w be ableftodiscodr rhis wan
ing Wtregth. The embos bo '
ire will furpish warmth for the life df
an ephemeron. A molten kistreain
consumes ahundriear oin hg
The..great globe, of thearth,.w 'iE
i cooling noa t a in
thirtyfive,thousan&y.qqrs, oge
,iphere of molten gthkite, adhIis4to@
sumed -me enouligpaiz that
state:to this. .4he sun-iaao vast thal
though he begai tocoo"t fA il
moter epoch, the tenperature.retined
to-day is 46,000 times as higi,as that
[of the sfaceof ur T
epoch lea his .ayP nib.y
weakened- isat distante -.epessed
rbyj mllionof yeag.
" Whit thoughts.rie poaus as i
Iutter theseiwords!-We'hanhiiron
-oi'~planet, poised Ymtle mid4tfin
finite spaadininite-time. Whenes
1we came,weknowunot;awhither are we
Sbound, hope and faith only'esi'ravd
SWe open our eyes for .a noin'ert, lifs
an:infant .in its pp and auno thij
rare closed; or, perchance,: like th'e
waking somnambulist, in his fall froin
the house-top to the, paveimint,
rouse to an .instant's conscionsness of
the rush of events and the. comin'g
Iceas-.and the busy setisities of Na
ture mov on as iwehadnteis
ed."
OPEN FIBEs.-A turnace in the
cellar may:.be good to take- the
chill from the house, and? to heat its
halls and passages, but it:ougyt
not to supersede the fireplae:in
parlor and chamber,. at once the
ventilator.of the room and its cen
ter of cheer and joy. No ap'para
tus of ventilation has yet been do,
vised equal to t,he old-fashiofle&
chimney. Even wrken no. fire 'Is
made in .the sportre,~ thisaven,ue
of the open air draws its enrrenss
and keeps the atmosphei-4 pure,
Where there' is no open fireplace,
no free flue, there will :be: a sense
of asphyxia in those stry nights
whenth.erwindowsinust be fastened
close. -Ev'ery roomn in the hous
which is used to sit,in or sleep in
ought to have a suaficient opening
into the, chingney, larger than the
orifice of a stove pipe. id matter
if the heated air ssebi it;.it,
is better to lose half fthe heated
air than to be.breathing stagnant
air that is-already .deprived of its
oxygen. In the sprg' sind' au7
tumn, the fireplace&with wood an
the andirons gives all the heat that
will beo needed, and gives itanore
gracefully than the blastsafrom any
"register."
T HE BLOOM OF AGE.-A good ifo
man never grows old. Years may
pass over her head, but if benevo
lence and virtue d wellin her heart,
she is cheerful as when' the spring
of life first op>ened to her view.
When we look upon a good woman
we never thinkof her age; she looks
as charming as when the rose of
youth first -bloomed on her cheek.
That rose has not faded yet; it will
never fade. In her neighborhood
she is the friend ,and benefac
tor. Who .does not respect and
,love the woman who has passed
her days in acts of kindness and
1 mercy? We rgpeatsuch awoman
cannot grow old. She will atwaysB
be fresh and buQyait..ia .spireAp
and active in humnble deeds of mer.
e y and benevolence. If theyoung
lady desires to retain the bloom
a and beauty of youth, let her not
I yield to the- sway of fashion and
. folly, let her love truth and virtue;
iand to the close ofhfeshe Willre
tain those feelings which nowmake
" life appear'a garden of sweets-.
V ever fresh and new.
"Here you are; sir, wastiqf your
vahube tiine-as they say t4 ne,"
-sid Charles Dickens'ene Inoring,
many yeas ao; asisblittle'bf
ran up to hinilon th4 'Brodstaiks
saods, spade in :hand. we
havfs ioften Wondred sindc lio*
ihy pdople this-reoFwlhe- k6ow,
Whatinmeant*b' wgiigti..VkI*%
*-d4a siy.eey keinithires
6n thissobject foenihigfws
deeestas iOearaeN. We!dl
nOohw teablope,l'hat -elisic.
id wodel of pto%iietyiadill'the
virtues, ethployed; he time in
wavingiv garment: by day,m
unvnlin-it:atigh She tid
miat'ieepoff hertiers, th
warted to ~urgqsel hei- thatier
:in~#ti4UIfssesuwas dwaL
.When tlie sdit~r fonAd h'er ut,
'ileue the iedsed eofwas#t
inftime-ut t that ibMent
Zlfyse kioeked at the dooi after
seeEgitany ntand eitieep.i~
fsete,he had icome hme,d'iit'
fair Penelope had he=WUrd
-Surely it is watoiuitkla
old ortoise-tot andi t-the
nimbl wiareuracin bt t sib
'y-old thing *lftecrawl on *iti
bppitg, at abouiriths jace eii
Vt down -the Btrai&i"
day. Preseativj d'oii Soine e
ard at afuri pas9 -h 8eisnO
waeting timie- C4itihe~at
~vBate4-bnt,alliwh.% 8 e
fifffid aoldst iss :&
eays the%sire,~' ta
t96 b iiloNie- ijan% pen
~thoofd hafeMon iBfIli a
tieritwftfi, atliihi.
e !a ni lsi man t aiet
qisaolyapecslagAte
od.octerdoInson wo,uld :ssj.M
Jhet 'tOn etamle
stimu WAhas.esasefe
cruit his weary brain in the coin
whoTesome Xeoisaon
oe sueh houp q>dlos
1~ydap~ som best and
ebes into the 'hpn * aa do.
ered #ith ngager le sies ?"
Recreation is nogajt when is i
arfs rmaral worky an#Ia p
pa9aggafor,e.a 3'
SWe oonfeg wee ney.er feel .at
homie witheako mtust al
a~ bdog sWrstbiug. Tlei-e
sa a ~ ri
alMgp bookbynthe.inAthose
odessional inteivals when be>hap.
pened-to be Nept witi'gTr his
tinner. We hlie'ndr'lhe b1lt
Qs ~ah see tli n0-prdial
prfor'manoe. We do not dubit it
-wasia very duibbook,-forn*en who
ac ehr stioeisureark aidIll.
yall nufferbl to u. real
werier is. nver ini a hurry,: apg
the real idler, w mmy a4ddisnev;er
anything else. Wiro -ever heard
of Iord $n '6dk
;of.Wehi4gton, obordfBroagbsm
beingAn;a hurry? Whe. wA see
amann iaagreat hprry;we maaybe.
pretty certain thiat his profession
gonsists in 'doing"nothn and
hahe idoing4bat adl. ro
idlest man we ever saw was always.
s mnnh pressed-- for time that.,he
never bad- frve minteWs -tospare.
r,pJang~ ($T&eneed ey;er,
be in u1 ..aterrible hurry as tlis.
,If ye. .er finda.urselveo, it is
probably -becatse.iwe fhave boeen
~wastingo'urtizie. 'We%have~ had
ng system, and - have, thofsfore,
done ip in hour what ougit .to
have been finished in twenty.mi
utes; dr, like the Jare;iweihate loi
tered oni the way, and thEn we
maIge.a,ppah, for iu nd arrive
'nat in time to miss the traina.
Now mal8fly hares;there are eve
ry morn~ig who arrive breat a
in the city, because brealfst was
half an hour late, or because they
would not get up when the cloals
struck seven.
But pur,readers havea,right to
ask.what constitutes, as a general
rule, waste of time. We answer
in a single .sentene-whatever
hinders' or prevents .your doing
your ork in. life. -Every one
eapould rgaisie that his diuty her
cosists :in applying himselfto2
some worthy mork, andhis' time
theisaey andi thouwasg
ppring4om wrk, doing work, and
restingfromworic Wastcof time,
then, beeoma thing.purelyt rela
-tive. What is m~ere w^aste in one
ease is real profi4tin another. The_
idle mnan who tiravels simply for
pleasure, is simply wasting' his
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