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all that ennobles, and all that degrades; all that the Christian is the prevailing religion, and, like lifts the soul to heaven, or presses it down to every religion, it has had a controlling, or at hell; all that is pure and holy, and all that is least, a modifying influence over the minds of corrupt and devilish ; the beauty of gospel sim- the people, and over the institutions of the State. plicity, and the deformity of superstition ; the But for the most part, unhappily, the dealness crowned prince and the lazaroni beggar; the of forms is where the vivifying influences of its palace and the dungeon ; cold-hearted avarice and spirituality should be felt. The Christian reliwarm-hearted liberality; whatever is high, and gion, in its simplicity, takes direct hold on the noble, and good, and whatever is low, and gro- heart, gives to conscience a sleepless activity, velling, and wicked; all are here, all side by and rightly claims control over the outward act side, and yet all in their far-off extremes. and the secret thought. The stereotype order

But throughout these busy nations there is of a ritual service, the stately ceremonial of an onward, upward progress. Authority in the canonical formalism, and a clerico-politico schools is losing its power to guide. The churchdom, must ever, in their very nature, claims of power are investigated with unaccus- interpose an impregnable barrier between the tomed freedom in western Europe, and if in the spiritual power of religion and the conscience. eastern empires the people are yet forbidden to A mountain of polar ice might as well be exmeddle with the affairs of state, the rapid dif- pected to give out vital heat, as the Christian fusion of intelligence among all classes will religion, decked out in meretricious frippery, to soon give to the popular voice, whatever the awaken sincere repentance for sin, and an earform of government, or however unchanged in nest desire for hol ness of life. When rational its theory, a controlling and resistless influence. piety exists in the midst of such systems, it has A highly educated and intellectual people will its being despite of them, and not by them. It be a well-governed people, for the very reason catches no warmth from the garnished altar, that no monarch can successfully war with a but lit up from above, the fire burns in the heart settled, enlightened, and united public opinion. despite the icy coldness of bleak and cheerless

Public opinion, in its controlling influence is, winter abroad. But there is the dawn of a better in one aspect, of modern date. In former days spiritual day. it only took the attitude of resistance. It op- As we traverse these regions teeming with posed itself to change, and, with sturdy immo- busy life, every spot has its history, every hambility of purpose, resisted any attempted new let has been the scene of tragic events, every order of things. It never went before the gov- highway has been the path of armies; scarcely a ernment, and marked out its way, but followed town but has heard the roar of hostile cannon, after, with tardy and sullen reluctance; but scarcely a field that has not drunk blool, and now public opinion leads. The Autocrat of all witnessed the onset, the pursuing victor and the the Russias, or the Kaisar of Austria, may well flying vanquished. Europe has been, indeed, regard it as a power 100 strong for armies to the slaughter-house of nations. cope with-as beyond the reach of cannon, of Here, near the western coast of Europe, is a musket, or bayonet.

little island-a bare speck on the map of our However pliable it may be at times, and ready globe ; if suddenly sunk, it would scarce proto take form and shape from a skilful hand, it duce a bubble on the surface of the sea. Yet has the rigidity of iron when opposed by the this diminutive island--this speck in the waste naked power of arbitrary will.

of waters--possesses an earthly ubiquity; she This great moral power has its influence over is felt in every Cabinet of the civilized world. a nation in its association with the family of When Napoleon, in his mail ambition, strodde nations, as well as over rulers. No intelligent over Europe, and crowned couitiers danced atpeople can endure to have the finger of scorn tendance in patient waiting in his ante-rooms, pointed at thein, or fail to be affected by the Great Britain stood unmoved, in proud and sturly opinion held of them by surrounding nations. defiance. Her fleets sealed up his harbors, while Here is a safer, and more salutary arbitrament every other nation was trembling at his name. of national quarrels than the sword; and as the At the touch of her wand, his alliances were one seems passing out of fashion in Christen- dissolved, and armies, as if starting out of the dom, we hope to see the other fully installed in earth, stood in marshalled phalanxes against its place.

him. As if her very hills were gold, she took Throughout this most important portion of nations into her pay, and made her wealth the the globe, with the single exception of Turkey, life-blood of concentrated opposition, and by its

means wheeled armies into line on a scale of operations which made Europe an arena for field exercise.

This nation, loaded with debt, is the creditor of the world. Her national debt, enough to sink any other country, is a family matter—is but the accuinuated earnings of her own people. Her wealth is not in mines of precious metals, but in the more productive mines of active industry, unequalled skill, indomitable perseverance, and in a commerce that stretches itself into every part where human life exists.

In moral influence the Anglo-Saxon race, including its offshoots on this side the Atlantic, stands unrivalled. The history of the world records nothing like it. In practical common sense, they are giants; in the elements of their character there are a compass and a compactness--a fixedness of purpose, a concentrated energy, that constitute resistless moral power.

On this islet of the ocean wealth and poverty

exist in their farthest extremes. With a slavish deference to rank, there is mingled a sturdy independence of thought, and withal an undoubting conviction of the incontestable superiority of their own nation, that makes the English people the proudest race of mortals on earth. Whatever her faults, or her defects of character, however, in a thousand instances, her power has been felt in unprovoked aggression ; and whatever spirit of aggrandizement has rulel her councils, yet to no nation or people has the world ever been equally indebted for the extension of great moral and political principles of vital interest to human weal.

We pause here. It was proper before taking a survey of this new continent, and more juhtia cularly of our own cherished portion of it, to rest a moment on the shores of the fatherland; but before we pursue the survey here, we give our readers—what will probably be an agreeable licence-leave also to pause.



Here are some thoughts worth thinking of. { the measure of mental strength an individual They are borrowed for present use from a for- has at command, but, does he use it deci e ily eign book.

for the accomplishment of the desired object ? “ It must be admitted, that the man must be An infant's strength, decidedly and perseveringmaster over his thoughts, or his thoughts will ly employed, may accomplish more than a gain the mastery over him. True courage is giant's arm, fitfully and hesitating y exerted. proved by antagonism. Where there is no op- Continuous application accumulates force and position, courage is not required-energies are achieves wonders. “A continual dropping enervated by inaction. The struggle and the con- wears away the stones.” The element proverflict invigorate every power. The palæstra, and bial for its weakness--in its smallest divisible not the couch, is the nurse of mental greatness. quantity constantly applied--perforates one of Easy conquests acquire small glory. There the hardest sul stances. This is the achievement are sham-fights on the arena of mind-petty of a small but concentrated power. And the skirmishes, in which both parties are agreed, man of very moderate mental strength, may, ly before the battle, which is to conquer. Bad decided and continued application, accomplish thoughts are no airy combatants, nor can a vic- much more than the man of genius with his tory over them be obtained on easy terms. Re- infrequent and fitful efforts. The very nature sistance, delayed or relaxed, weakens energy on of the antagonist requires the exercise of this one side, and imparts vigor to the other. De- decisive perseverance. The sul.tiety, the rapidicision and perseverance, are antagonists before ty of thonght, enhance the difficulty of exerciswhom the stoutest enemies must crouch and ing over it a decisive control. That very accuultimately fall. But, if decision quail, and per- mulation of difficulty is an additional reason severance withdraw, they put the cha olet of for an uncompromising decis. on. lemit attenvictory within the opponent's reach. The tion, and the difficulty becomes more formidaquestion to be determined here, is not, what is ble. Persevere, and the conflict is less diffi

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eult -the conquest more certain—and the prize outer verge of a vortex that caught him in its Dearer attainment. And the prize of victory mighty whirl, and swallowing him, body and over the thoughts is far more valuable, and soul, in its remorseless and returnless depths. more lasting in its result, than that in the Olym- Before his friends dreamed that he was in danpic games."

ger, his own heart had made a covenant with There is no mystery, no transcendentalism in hell, and heaven had yielded hin, te his chosen these views, or in the words that clothe them. doom. They are truths that every one whom God has He is not safe then who harbors a bad endowed with an immortal mind should lay up thought. Out of the heart comes death. Think and act upon.

of it, ye, who now drink iniquity like water; A very easy matter it is to forget the power who love to be esteemed as models by; the ad. within us, the mighty instrument for good or miring world, and applauded for excellences evil that works always, and though unseen is that

ye do not possess, think that in your own never unfelt. A man must master his own bosom may be a fountain of pollution whose thoughts or they will master him. The wild streams would make the earth a desert. Purisy imagination of the young, the reckless imagina- that fountain and have the blessed conscioustion of the vicious, the dark tide of passion that ness of being what you seem to be, of being swells in the bosom of the malignant, lead loved in heaven as well as here. their several victims on to pleasure, sin and Great is the power of thought over one's-self, ruin, while a steady helm in the morning of great when from his mind it escapes in the form their career would have guided them safely to of words. It goes with the image of its author honor and peace.

to stamp the same image on the minds perhaps Even in solitude, which some great men and of millions of millions yet to live and yet to die. some good men have thought favorable to the Somebody has spoken of thought moving around cultivation of virtue, the mind has sought out the earth unceasingly from mind to mind, wieldevil, and rioted in the indulgence of a depraved } ing its circle daily, moving thousands and thouappetite, at the very hour when an external ob- sands whom its first projector never embraced server might have fancied that the soul was within the sphere of his imaginings, until the holding high and holy communion with spotless whole race of civilized men are brought under purity itself. The aspirations were after base its influence and impressed with its power. I and earthborn gratifications, while the eye and would not ask that this shall be the actual result perhaps the lips were seeking for God, and the of a spoken word, in order to convince me that hallowed influences that gird the throne on spoken words have power that no finite mind which He reigns.

can estimate. Follow in the foul train of one Hence, in the very spring-time of the affec- of the obscene thoughts of the latest iinported tions, when the smile of beauty lures, and the novel of the French school. See its effects in blandishments of sin entice the feet astray, it is the snow-white breast of her whose hands no small matter that the light-hearted youth is tremble as her heart, never tainted with the warned to set a guard over his soul; to put a thought before, now heaves with emotion as the chain and clog on his thoughts; to fasten his thrilling passage comes beneath her languid eye! imagination upon those things that are lovely The poison is at work; sweet it was to the and pure and of good report, while he restrains taste, and to be desired like the fruit that was his wanderings after the vanities that flatter to first forbidden, but there is agony yet to come destroy,

when the poison works, as it will, and the fair In Pearl street, New York, a young clerk, victim writhes under its power. Follow the the son of pious and doating parents in Connec- same thought on and on from one heart to anticut, entering upon business with bright hopes other, one family to another, one land to another, and no fears, was accustomed to dwell in secret for oceans are no barriers, till millions of just upon the indulgences of which he had heard as such bosoms have been pierced, and the same congenial to the tastes of youth, and, although, virus has been planted, and the same windingamong his companions he found no difficulty in sheet has been woven around the deathless spirit. denouncing rice and commending virtue, so that Thought, the image of its author! There is he was looked upon as one above suspicion, yet something in this worth looking at a moment. in the secret of his own unrenewed heart, there

like Bulwer or Sue, perpetuates was a constant longing after sin, a longing that himself by sending out his thoughts, the world at last gained the victory, drove him upon the 3 over; they are like him, and those who adopt

A bad man,

them become like him; the image is in the soul, These are the thoughts that have forced themand the likeness speaks not to the outward eye, selves on me from the stirring text which the but is vivid to him who sees with him who book has given me. The application shall be sees within. And when the guilty author of short and to the point. I would go into every these thoughts meets in the world of spirits CHRISTIAN Parlor, and there whisper in the those whom he has ruined by his licentious pen, ear of every youth whose eye now rests on may it not be one of the keenest tortures of that these lines, “ Keep thy heart with all dilijust doom that he meets his own image haunt- gence.” Think only of that which conscience ing him, like ghosts of murdered friends, commends. Commune only with those minds whichever way he turns his eyes in that dun- and those books whose soul is purity and geon of despair ? And if each lost spirit thus whose lessons are truth. So shall the morndestroyed were armed with scorpions, and long { ing of thy life be sweet as May, and the nooneternity employed in scourging him who brought tide of thy career be bright as summer, and the it there, justice would never suffer, though future that awaits thee pure as the breezes that every stroke were laid in blood and fire. Nor fan the hill of heaven. For out of thy heart would justice be reproached if those who aid in are the issues of life. this work of ruin were doomed to bear a part of this fearful penalty.


“ Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble,

Fire burn and water bubble."

I WOULD write of the first of May in the good city of Gotham. But pens, ink, paper,—where are they to be found? Joyous May-day ! crowns, garlands, wreaths, sparkling eyes and happy faces--whither have they been banished ? All the fairy scenes of my youth-gone, gone. It is not enough that winter has held the earth in its grasp, till not a flower can be gathered from the fields to form a roseate crown. It is not enough that we are pent up amid bricks and mortar, and that no balmy air invites to the open plain; but home itself has no attractions. Home! Why the home of one-half of our population is in the streets-ourselves and our household goods turned out, rain or shine, to find some new shelter. Our home last night in one place in the midst of direst confusion of carpets rolled up--dirt and dust-dishes packed in tubs and baskets--beds where we can catch them—to-night to be in confusion still worse confounded; and worse than all, having exchanged our own dirt which we could endure because we knew how it came, for other people's dirt which we can no how abide. And we shall scold and berate the filthiness of the house we enter, while our successors, we are perfectly conscious, are declaring us the vilest housekeepers that ever lived under a metal roof. And

to comfort us for the annoyance of the last night, and to prepare us to enjoy the coming evening, we see nothing the live-long day but carts, drays, wagons, hand-carts and hand-barrows, bearing from place to place the motley collections of every species of furniture that is doomed to seek a new resting place for the next twelve months— mothers scolding-children crying-husbands fretting-draymen cursing-crockery breaking—beds in the guttersdrawers tumbling from their places- caps and laces stolen by the winds and worn by them in mockery of our grief-everything exposed to everybody's gaze—and the very things which we would most carefully conceal from prying eyes placed by carmen in broadest light, our choice furniture tossed on at one door and rattled over the rough pavement to be tumbled off at another. Oh! oh! Where is the Mayday of the poets? One of the fairy nine would not venture to perch on our highest steeple for a month after a Gotham May-day.

But suppose the gude man has been so lucky as to take his house for another year-dreading the turmoil of a move, he has submitted to such exactions as his landlord may have made upon him. He goes from home looking complacently on the troubles of his neighbors, and his heart

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dancing at the thought of all the misery he is escaping. He returns at night rejoicing at the thought of his household all in quiet, and feeling that he will rest more sweetly at the very thought of his neighbors' troubles. Alas, poor short-sighted man! He enters his dwellingchairs are piled on chairs and tables on tables carpets huddled into corners—dust darkening one room, and scrubbers drowning another, and white-washers besmearing a third-place of safety or chair to sit on there is none—wife ordering-children running, and everything just where it never was before. In the bitterness of his heart he wishes himself a bachelor, and escapes into the back yard for breath. But here he finds his condition not at all bettered. He

thought he saw everything that he had ever seen before piled up in the house—but, in the yard it seems as if some evil demon had suddenly turned everything that had ever been in the house out of doors. L'nlucky being! He finds neither quiet nor resting-place on earth, and in his despair turns his eyes up to the moon riding so quietly in the heavens and looking as bright and calm and peaceful as if May-day with her was past. He wishes and wishes, and wishes again that somebody would lend him a ladder to climb up to the good-natured planet, there to take up his abode, if he could only get some substantial office to insure him against the pains and terrors, not of a broken neck, but of May-days and house-cleaning.

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