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Cavalier', and the Huguenot'. And who does not rejoice,' that it would be impossible thus to welcome this primitive Christian, the founder of Sunday-schools. His' heralds would be the preachers of the Gospel, and the eminent in piety, benevolence, and zeal. His' procession would number in its ranks the messengers of the Cross and the disciples of the Savior', Sunday-school teachers and white-robed scholars. The temples of the Most High' would be the scenes of his' triumph. Homage and gratitude to him', would be anthems of praise' and thanksgiving to God'.

6. Parents would honor him as more than a brother'; children would reverence him as more than a father. The faltering words of age, the firm and sober voice of manhood, the silvery notes of youth, would bless him as a Christian patron. The wise and the good would acknowledge him everywhere, as a national benefactor', as a patriot even to a land of strangers. He would have come a messenger of peace to a land of peace. No images of camps, and sieges, and battles; no agonies of the dying and the wounded; no shouts of victory, or processions of triumph, would mingle with the recollections of the multitudes who welcomed him. They would mourn over no common dangers, trials, and calamities; for the road of duty has been to them the path of pleasantness, the way of peace. Their memory of the past would be rich in gratitude to God, and love to man; their enjoyment of the present would be a prelude to heavenly bliss; their prospects of the future, bright and glorious as faith and hope.





7. Such was the reception of La Fayette, the warrior; such would be that of Robert Raikes', the Howard of the Christian church. And which is the nobler benefactor, patriot, and philanthropist? Mankind may admire and extol La Fayette', more than the founder of the Sunday-schools'; but religion, philanthropy, and enlightened common sense, must ever esteem Robert Raikes the superior of La Fayette'. His' are the virtues, the services, the sacrifices of a more enduring and exalted order of being. counsels and triumphs belong less to time than to eternity.


8. The fame of La Fayette is of this world; the glory of Robert Raikes is of the Redeemer's everlasting kingdom'. La Fayette lived chiefly for his own age, and chiefly for his and our country. But Robert Raikes has lived for all ages, and all countries. Perhaps the historian and biographer may never interweave his name in the tapestry of national or individual renown. But the records of every single church, honor him as a patron'; the records of the Universal Church, on earth and in heaven, bless him as a benefactor.

9. The time may come when the name of La Fayette will bo forgotten'; or when the star of his fame, no longer glittering in

the zenith, shall be seen, pale and glimmering, on the verge of the horizon. But the name of Robert Raikes shall never be forgotten; and the lambent flame of his glory is that eternal fire which rushed down from heaven to devour the sacrifice of Elijah. Let mortals then admire and imitate La Fayette, more than Robert Raikes. But the just made perfect, and the ministering spirits around the throne of God, have welcomed him as a fellow-servant of the same Lord; as a fellow-laborer in the same glorious cause of man's redemption; as a co-heir of the same precious promises and eternal rewards.




1. On! show me where is He,
The high and holy One`,

To whom thou bend'st the knee,
And pray'st', "Thy will be done!"

I hear thy song of praise,

And lo! no form is near:
Thine eyes I see thee raise,

But where doth God appear?

Oh! teach me who is God, and where his glories shine,
That I may kneel and pray, and call thy Father mine.

2. "Gaze on that arch above':
The glittering vault admire.
Who taught those orbs to move?
Who lit their ceaseless fire?
Who guides the moon to run
In silence through the skies?
Who bids that dawning sun

In strength and beauty rise?

There view immensity! behold! my God is there:
The sun, the moon, the stars`, his majesty declare`.

3. "See where the mountains rise;
Where thundering torrents` foam;
Where, vailed in towering skies,
The eagle makes his home:
Where savage nature dwells,
My God is present too`;
Through all her wildest dells

His footsteps I pursue:

He reared those giant cliffs, supplies that dashing stream,
Provides the daily food which stills the wild bird's scream.

4. "Look on that world of waves,
Where finny nations glide;
Within whose deep, dark caves
The ocean-monsters hide:
His power is sovereign there,
To raise', to quell the storm;
The depths his bounty share,
Where sport the scaly swarm:

Tempests and calms obey the same almighty voice,
Which rules the earth and skies', and bids far worlds rejoice.

5. "No human thoughts can soar
Beyond his boundless might;
He swells the thunder's roar,
He spreads the wings of night.
Oh! praise his works divine!
Bow down thy soul in prayer;
Nor ask for other sign,
That God is everywhere:

The viewless spirit', He-immortal, holy', blest`-
Oh! worship him in faith', and find eternal rest!"




(The following lesson requires variety of tone.)

1. MEANWHILE the adversary of God and man',
Satan', with thoughts inflamed of highest design,
Puts on swift wings, and toward the gates of hell,
Explores his solitary flight`: sometimes


He scours the right hand coast, sometimes the left`;
Now shaves with level wing the deep', then soars
Up to the fiery concave towering high.

At last, appear

Hell bounds, high reaching to the horrid roof,

And thrice three-fold the gates; three folds were brass,
Three iron, three of adamantine rock

Impenetrable, impaled with circling fire,

Yet unconsumed. Before the gates there sat,
On either side, a formidable shape:

The one seemed woman to the waist, and fair`;
But ended foul in many a scaly fold,
Voluminous and vast, a serpent, armed
With mortal sting; about her middle round,
A cry of hell-hounds never ceasing barked,
With wide Cerberian mouths full loud, and rung
A hideous peal.

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If shape it might be called, that shape had none,
Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb;
Or substance might be called that shadow seemed,
For each seemed either; black it stood as night`,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell`,

And shook a dreadful dart`; what seemed his head,
The likeness of a kingly crown` had on,

4. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat
The monster moving onward, came as fast
With horrid strides; hell trembled as he strode.
The undaunted fiend what this might be, admired,
Admired, not feared'; God and his Son except
Created thing nought valued he, nor shunned;
And with disdainful look thus first began:

5. (h) "Whence and what art thou, execrable shape?
That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance
Thy miscreated front athwart my way

To yonder gates? through them I mean to pass,
That be assured`, without leave asked of thee`:
Retire, or taste thy folly; and learn by proof,
Hell-born', not to contend with spirits* of heaven."

6 To whom the goblin, full of wrath, replied:
(h) "Art thou that traitor-angel', art thou he
Who first broke peace in heaven', and faith, till then
Unbroken'; and in proud rebellious arms
Drew after him the third part of heaven's sons,
Conjured against the highest', for which, both thou
And they, out-cast from God', are here condemned
To waste eternal days in woe and pain'?

And reckonest thou thyself with spirits of heaven',
Hell doomed'! and breath'st defiance here and scorn,
Where I' reign king; and to enrage thee more,
Thy king and lord"? Back to thy punishment`,
False fugitive! and to thy speed add wings;
Lest with a whip of scorpions, I pursue
Thy lingering, or, with one stroke of this dart,
Strange horrors seize thee, and pangs unfelt before."

7. So spake the grizzly terror, and in shape

So speaking and so threatening, grew ten-fold
More dreadful and deform. On the other side,
Incensed with indignation, Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burned,
That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge
In the arctic sky, and from his horrid hair
Shakes pestilence and war. Each at the head
Leveled his deadly aim`; their fatal hands

* Milton uniformly pronounces this word in one syllable, sprit.
Con-jured', conspired.

No second stroke intend; and such a frown
Each cast at the other', as when two black clouds,
With heaven's artillery fraught, come rattling on
Over the Caspian; they stand front to front,
Hovering a space, till winds the signal blow
To join their dark encounter in mid air.

8. So frowned the mighty combatants, that hell
Grew darker at the frown: so matched' they stood`:
For never but once more was either like

To meet so great a foe. And now great deeds
Had been achieved, whereof all hell had rung,
Had not the snaky sorceress that sat

Fast by hell gate, and kept the fatal key,
Risen, and with hideous outcry rushed between.




1. DEBT is of the very highest antiquity. The first debt in the history of man is the debt of nature, and the first instinct is to put off the payment of it to the last moment. Many persons, it will be observed, following the natural procedure, would die before they would pay their debts.

2. Society is composed of two classes', debtors' and creditors'. The creditor class has been erroneously supposed the more enviable. Never was there a greater misconception'; and the hold it yet maintains upon opinion, is a remarkable example of the obstinacy of error, notwithstanding the plainest lessons of experience. The debtor has the sympathies of mankind. He is seldom spoken of but with expressions of tenderness and compassion-"the poo debtor'!"-and "the unfortunate debtor'!" On the other hand "harsh" and "hard-hearted" are the epithets allotted to the creditor. Who ever heard the " poor creditor'," the "unfortunate creditor" spoken of? No', the creditor never becomes the object of pity, until he passes into the debtor class. A creditor may be ruined by the poor debtor, but it is not until he becomes unable to pay his own debts, that he begins to be compassionated.

3. A debtor is a man of mark. Many eyes are fixed upon him'; many have interest in his well-being': his movements are of concern he can not disappear unheeded'; his name is in many mouths'; his name is upon many books'; he is a man of noteof promissory note; he fills the speculation of many minds'; men

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