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men,assumed as their opinion;which opin- “Finally, the appointment of da. ion is made to affect,in a sensible manner ellists to office, will justly incense the those who presume to disregard it. The Most High, and assuredly call down the opinion of the great mass of the peo- judgments of heaven.” ple is also just as well known; but with this important difference, that it inflicts
All these divisions are ampli. no penalty on those who disregard it. It is vague, feeble, and inefficacious. But fied with much force of reason. let the opinion of society, on the subject ing, and much natural eloquence
. expressed in the votes of the people, and The sermon concludes with an it will operate most sensibly upon that animated peroration, and an ad. class of men who now most despise it. It will involve a penalty which they cannot
dress to professing christians of þut feel, and which they evade. No defect all denominations. From the in the law-no absconding of witnesses— latter we extract the following no flaw in the indictment--no connivance
sentences. of the great, can come to their assistance in this dilemma. If they will violate our laws, they shall not be intrusted with “My brethren, for what purpose are power. If they will murder, we will invest you placed in this world ? Why do you with power, men who will punish them. sustain the character, and enjoy the priv
. In this way we cut the sinews of duelling ileges, and anticipate the rewards of the and bind to good behavior by the motive children of God? Is it that you niay which before impelled to the crime. stand idle spectators of the sins and misThe opinion of the people, that which is eries of mankind ? “Holy and beloved," in fact public opinion, becomes promi- have you no “bowels of compassion :" nent, assumes influence, and overwhelms And are tears, and sympathy, and praythe absurd opinions of bloody men. ers, the only labor of love which can be
“Motives of compassion, and of justice, rendered, and which you are bound to both demand this expression of the pub- bestow, to limit the prevalence of crimes
, lic mind. These honorable men admit and mitigate the miseries of man? Iš no the sin and the folly of their deeds. They intelligence to be exercised? Are no disclaim all motives of revenge or hatred. plans to be adopted ? Is no concert of inTheir only plea is necessity; and the Auence and labor to exist among those only necessity is the imperious mandate who are denominated the light of the of public opinion. They even lament world, and the salt of the
earth? Can the [that] such a state of things should ex- world be enlightened and the earth preist : but while it does exist they must served, while christians whirl away life fight or encounter disgrace. Is it not our in noise and bustle, or dose away their duty to undeceive these deluded men--to days in sloth ? Or, divided and subdivided, rescue from death the reluctant martyrs exert the little influence they possess in of honor? Must they be haunted all their watching one the other, and counteractdays, and be driven to desperation by a ing each other's designs ? Is their no mere spectre of the imagination--by a common enemy to combat? and are public opinion which has no being? Are there not points enough of common inwe not bound to teach them their mis
terest and common sentiment, to unite us take, if it be such--to wrest from their
in one great and vigorous attack ?" hands this mere pretence, if it be no more?
“9. Withholding the public suffrage On the whole, we most cordi. from duellists is the only method in which ally unite with there is the least prospect of arresting the practice of duelling.
clergymen, whose recommenda. “10. The evils justly to be apprehend- tion is prefixed to this edition of ed from the continuance of duelling, call
the sermon, in which they say : loudly upon us to awake in earnest to this subject, and apply with vigor to the pro
"We are persuaded that no man, posed remedy
over whom cogent reasoning, * 11. The present is perhaps the only political rectitude, and religious time.
“12. The facility with which this evil principle, have not lost their may be suppressed in the way proposed, power, can rise up from an im. will render us for ever inexcusable will partial perusal of Mr. Beechers constitute us partakers in the sin, if we do not make the atteinpt.
Sermon, without being convide
ed that the citizens of these states complaint, that in the lives of have neglected an important du. Washington, which have appear. ty by not resisting, in their indi.ed, there has been so little of vidual capacities, the atrocious biography and so much of histo. crime of duelling ; and without ry; that we behold him only an anxious desire to see the rem. upon the stage of public action, edy proposed by Mr. Beecher and are not permitted to see him put under a course of fair ex. in the private walks of life. Mr. periment. Should it ultimately Weems comes forward to supply succeed, as there is reason to this deficiency. He has collecthope it will, the blessing of the ed a number of facts particular. present and of future generations ly relating to the childhood and will rest on the head and the youth of the American sage, and memory of a man, who, by first has presented them to the pub. pointing out and urging an effec. lic in such an interesting, and tual expedient for effacing one frequently comic dress, that it of the foulest blots on our na. will require the most immoveable tional character, will have pre. gravity of disposition to preserve eminently deserved well of his
a composure of muscles in read. country.”
ing this book. With his inimi. table talent for humor, it is a happy circumstance, that the
author has a higher object than The Life of George Washing. to excite a laugh. He perceives
ton, with curious anecdotes, the value of religion, and he equally honorable to himself, wishes to recommend it by the and exemplary to his young example of Washington, countrymen ; 8th edit. great. In the first chapter, Mr. ly improved, embellished with Weems makes known his precise 7 engravings; By M. L. object, to exhibit the private Weems, formerly rector of life of the father of his country. Mount Vernon parish, 12mo. Philadelphia, 1809.
“In most of the elegant orations, pronounced to his praise,' says he, 'you see
nothing of Washington below the clouds.. This little volume is designed nothing of Washington the dutiful son--for introduction into schools and
the affectionate brother-----the cheerful as it contains many interesting neat draftsman---the laborious farmer--
school boy----the diligent surveyor----the anecdotes of Washington, and the widow's husband----the orphan's fais written in a style very fasci. ther---and poor man's friend. No! this
is not the Washington you see ; 'tis only nating to the young, it will have
Washington the Hero, and the demi an extensive circulation. It has
Washington, the sun beam in indeed already, in less than two
council, or the storm in war.
there he stands ! with the port of years, passed through eight edi.
Mars, the destroyer,' dark frowntions. This is an honorable ing over the fields of war--the lightproof, that the public curiosity ning of Potter's blade is by his side-the is yet awake, in respect to the deep, mouthed cannon is before him, dis
gorging its flesh-mangling balls--his life and character of the beloved war horse paws with impatience to bear hero of the revolution.
him, a speedy thunderbolt, against the
pale and bleeding ranks of Britain ! These It has been a subject of just are the drawings usually given of Wash
“ See !
ington ; drawings masterly no doubt, and which is natural to the human perhaps justly descriptive of him in some
heart. For this purpose,
the scenes of his life ; but scenes they were, which I am sure his soul abhorred, and son was desired to give to his in which at any rate you see nothing of playmates a liberal portion of his private virtues. These old fashioned commodities are generally thrown into
the presents, he received, such as the back ground of the picture, and treats fruits, cake, &c. As a motive to ed, as the grandees at the London and
this generosity he was reminded Paris routs treat their good old aunts and grandmothers, huddling them together
of the love, which he would thus into the back rooms, there to wheeze and gain, of the presents, which cough by themselves, and not depress the
would be made him in return, fine laudanum-raised spirits of the young and especially of the rewards, sparklers. And yet it was to those old fashioned virtues, that our bero owed which the great and good God every thing. For they in fact were the
would certainly give him. The food of the great actions of him, whom men call Washington It was they, that following anecdote relating to enabled him first to triumph over himself, this part of his education, was then over the British, and uniformly to
obtained from a distant relative. set such bright examples of human perfectibility and true greatness, that
"On a fine morning in the fall compared therewith the history of of 1737 Mr. W. having little with their buccaneering legions, sounds George by the hand, came to the almost small, as the story of door and asked my cousin W. old general Putnam's catching his wolf and myself to walk with him to and her lamb-killing whelps. Since the orchard, promising he would then it is the private virtues, that lay the foundation of all human excellence-since
show us a fine sight. On arriv. it was these that exalted Washington to ing at the orchard, we were prebe “Columbia's first and greatest son,
sented with a fine sight indeed. be it our care to present these,in all their lustre, before the admiring eyes of our
The whole earth, as far as children."--" In these every youth is in- could see, was strewed with fruit: terested, because in these every youth and yet the trees were bending may become a Washington--a Washington in piety and patriotism-in industry under the weight of apples, which and honor--and consequently a Wash- hung in clusters like grapes, and ington, in what alone deserves the name, SELF ESTEEM and UNIVERSAL RES
vainly strove to hide their blushPECT.”
ing cheeks behind the green leaves.
Now, George, said his father, General Washington, it seems, look here my son! don't you was the son of Mr. Augustine remember when this good cousin Washington by a second mar- of yours brought you that fine riage. He was born at Pope's large apple last spring, how hard. creek, near the margin of the ly could prevail on you to di. Patowmac, Westmoreland coun. vide with your brothers and sis, ty, Virginia, Feb. 22, 1732. ters; though I promised you if His grandfather, John, was you
would but do it God Al. Englishman, who came to this mighty would give you plenty of country in 1657. In his fifth apples this fall. Poor George year his father removed to could not say a word, but hangplantation, which he had in Staf. ing down his head, looked quite ford, opposite to Fredericksburg, confused, while with his little on the waters of the Rappahan. naked toes he scratched in the nock. In his education it was soft ground. Now, look up, one great object of his father to
my son, continued his father, eradicate the spirit of selfishness, look up George! and see there
how richly the blessed God has lowing anecdote shows, that these made good my promise to you. lessons were not in vain. When Wherever you turn your eyes, George was six years old he be. you see the trees loaded with
came the wealthy master of a fine fruit; many of them indeed hatchet. ! the edge of which breaking down, while the ground he one day tried on the body of is covered with mellow apples a fine young English cherry tree. more than you could ever eat, The next day the old gentleman my son, in all your life time.” discovered the mischief,
and George looked in silence on the came into the house, inquiring wide wilderness of fruit; he with much warmth for the au. marked the busy humming bees, thor of it. “Nobody could tell and heard the gay notes of birds, him any thing about it. Presenta then lifting his eyes, filled with ly George and his hatchet made shining moisture, to his father, he their appearanee. George, said softly said, “well, Pa, only for his father, do you know who killed give me this time ; see if I ever that beautiful little cherry tree, be so stingy any more.”
yonder in the garden? This was Another object of his father a tough question, and George was to inspire him with the love staggered under it for a moment ; of truth. After receiving a lesson but quickly recovered himself, on the excellence of this virtue, and looking at his father with the little lad inquires, “Pa, do the sweet face of youth, brightI ever tell lies ?"--No, George, ened with the inexpressible charm I thank God, you do not, my of all conquering truth, he brave. son; and I rejoice in the hope ly cried out, “ I can't tell a lie, you never will, at least you shall Pa, you know I can't tell a lie, never,
hatchet." guilty of so shameful a thing.
66 Run to my arms, you
dearest Many parents indeed even com. boy, cried his father in transports, pel their children to this vile run to my arms; glad am I, practice, by barbarously beating George, that you killed my tree, them for every little fault; hence, for you have paid me for it a on the next offence, the little thousand fold. Such an act of terrified creature slips out a lie! heroism in my son is more worth just to escape the rod.
than a thousand trees, though to yourself, George, you know blossomed with silver, and their I have always told you, and now fruits of purest gold.” tell you again, that whenever by The following expedient was accident you do any thing wrong adopted to impress the boy with which must often be the case, a lively sense of his Maker. as you are but a poor little boy yet, without experience or
“Mr. W. prepared a little bed in the
garden, and having marked upon it knowledge, never tell a false.
George's name in large letters, he sowed hood to conceal it, but come plenty of cabbage seed in the traces of bravely up, my son, like a little
the letters,and smoothed all over with the
roller As George was a few days after man, and tell me of it; and in.
paying a visit to a neighboring goosberry stead of beating you, George, I walk, hung with ripe fruit, he beheld the will but the more honor and love
wonder, and running into the house in
astonishment cried out, “O Pa! come you for it, my dear.' The fol. here! come here !” “What's the matter,
my son, what's the matter?” “O come sweet water for him to drink! and the here, I tell you, Pa, come here! and I'll wood to make him sparkling fires, when show you such a sight as you never saw he is cold! and beautiful horses for him to in all your life time.” The old gentle ride! and strong oxen to work for him! man gave his hand to the lad, who coule and the good cows to give him milk! and ducted him directly to the bed, where bees to make him sweet honey for his the fresh plants exhibited the full name sweeter mouth! and the little lambs, with of George WASHINGTON. "There, snowy wool, for beautiful clothes for him! Pa, did you ever see such a sight in ali Now these and all the ten thousand thoutyour life time?" "Why, it seems like a sand other good things more than my son curious affair, sure enough, George !" can everthink of,and all so exactly fitted to “ But, Pa, who did make it there, who his use and delight. Now how could chance did make it there?” “It grew there by ever have done all this for my little son ! chance, I suppose, my son. “By chance, Oh George !” Here the little lad er: Pa! O no! no! it never did grow there claimed, “Oh, Pa, that's enough, that's by chance, Pa; indeed that it never did!” enough! It can't be chance, indeed, it * High! why not, my son ?”. “Why, Pa, can't be chance, that made and gave did you ever see any body's name in a all these things.” “ What was it then, plant bed before ?” “Well, but George, do you think, my son ?” “Indeed, Pa, I such a thing might happen, though you don't know, unless it was God Almighnever saw it before?". «Yes, Pa, but I did ty!” “Yes, George, he it was, my son, never see the little plants grow up so as and nobody else.” “Well but Pa, continto make one single letter of my name be- ued George, does God Almighty give me fore. Now how could they grow up, so every thing? Don't you give me some as to make all the letters of my name! things, Pa?” “I give you something, inand then standing one after another, to deed! Oh, how can I give you any thing spell my name so exactly! and all so neat George! I, who have nothing on earth, and even too at top and bottom !! 0, Pa, that I can call my own, no, not even the you must not say chance did all this. In- breath I draw !” “High, Pa! is'nt that deed somebody did it; and I dare say now, great big house your house, and this garPa, you did do it, just to scare me, because den, and the horses yonder, and oxen, I am your little boy." After a further and sheep, and trees, and every thing, continuance of the dialogue, the father is'nt all yours, Pa?” “Oh no! my soul, says to George, " as my son could not no! Why you make me shrink into nobelieve, that chance had made and put thing, George, when you talk of all these together so exactly the letters of his name belonging to me, who can't even make a (though only sixteen) then how can he grain of sand! Oh, how could I, my believe that chance could have made and son, have given life to those great oxen put together all those millions and mil- and horses, when I can't give life even lions of things, that are now so exactly to a fly? No! for if the poorest fly were fitted to his good ? That my son may killed, it is not your father, George, nor look at every thing around, see! what all the men in the world, that could ever fine eyes he has got! and a little pug make him alive again !" At this George nose to smell the sweet flowers! and fell into a profound silence, while his pretty ears to hear sweet sounds! and pensive looks showed that his youthful a lovely mouth for his bread and but- soul was laboring with some idea never ter! and O, the little ivory teeth to felt before. Perhaps it was at that mo. cut it for him! and the dear little tongue ment, that the good Spirit of God into prattle with his father! and precious grafted on his heart that germ of piety; little hands and fingers to hold his play which filled his after life with so many of things ! and beautiful little feet for him to
the precious fruits of morality." run about upon! and when my little rogue of a son is tired with running about, then Such was the short demonstra. the still night comes for him to lie down, tion of the existence and provi. and his mother sings, and the little crickets chirp him to sleep! and as soon as he dence of God to the juvenile has slept enough, and jumps up fresh Washington, and though it is preand strong as a little buck, there the sweet golden light is ready for him! sented in language adapted to When he looks down into the water, children, yet we doubt whether there he sees the beautiful silver fishes
even the labored proof of Paley for him! and up in the trees there are the apples and peaches and thousands of in Natural Theology is more sweet fruits for him! and all, all around convincing, and we are sure it him, wherever my dear boy looks, he does not make such an impressees every thing just to his wants and wishes ; the bubbling springs with cool, sion on the mind.