JJ J /2 y Itheological seminary,! ^ Princeton, N.J. * BV 4593 .H3 1850 " '^ Hamilton, James, 1814-1867. The happy home % ,^ ^^ ^$b, ^umt% ^^mlt^n. j>] 2 ^;y = V © s X 3 ROBERT CARTER & BROTHERS, 2Brj BROADWAY. THE HAPPY HOME: AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TO THK WORKING PEOPLE. REV. JAMES HAMILTON, D. D., AUTHOR or "LIFE IN EARNEST," "HARP ON THE WILLOWS,' ' MOUNT OF OLIVES," " THANKFULNESS," " LIFE OF HALL," ETC. 0S?itt) Sllnstcations bs |Qoh)lanli. NEW YORK: ROBERT CARTER & BROTHERS, 285 BROADWAY. 1850. CONTENTS. PAGE. The Friend of the People 9 The Ship of Heaten 26 A Bunch in the Hand, and more on the Bush 60 The Gun or the Gospel 95 The Oasis 120 The Fireside , 148 Dat-Dreams 182 Fire-Flies 203 The Faithful Servaitt 237 The True Disciple 266 PREFACE. The writer of the following pages has some ac- quaintance with working-men. In early life he numbered many of them among his friends — Avas admitted to their meetings for religious and intel- lectual improvement — and at the table of a noble- minded relative, who regarded piety as the true gentility, he met them as frequent guests. Sub- sequent years have given him no reason to regret that intercourse, nor to repudiate those ancient friendships ; but they have taught him that British Christianity is ill acquainted with British indus- try. Seldom, for instance, has he found a reli- gious book entirely suited to the laborer as he is. We have good books in abundance, but they are usually written with an eye to the parlor or bou- doir. And we have myriads of tracts ; but their topics and their style are mostly a tradition from Hannah More, and do not meet our modern exi- 1* PREFACE. gency. ** Sorrowful Sam" and " Diligent Dick'* are gone the way of all living, and a new gener- ation has started up : a generation shrewd, active, and knowing ; a generation of vigorous minds, fond of information, and bent on improvement. To that generation these papers are inscribed. Their author writes for the English and Scottish operative, for the mechanic, the daily laborer, and the artisan. He does not constitute himself their patron or their censor ; he will be content if he can earn the name cf friend. And with a view .o this, he will tell the truths which he deems ratost urgent ; and tell rhem simply, as they are simple to his own perception — and briefly, for they are busy men whose leisure he solicits. With politics he does not intermeddle. From his faith in Christianity, he has great hope for the popular future : but, anxious to secure a' tranquil hearing for matters more urgent, he abstains from subjects of ephemeral interest. He has too much love for the gospel to employ it as gilding for party-prescriptions, and too much reverence for the Bible to use it as a bird-lime for the poli- ticians who fly, or a ground-bait for those who grovel. So far as it is known to himself, his aim is philanthropic, and he asks no help from any civil faction. Nor is he recruiting for a religious sect. He has his favorite haunts, and it is long since he fixed his denominational dwelling. But PREFACE. 7 Kent need not contend with Cornwall, because the one fends off the sea with cliffs of chalk, and the other with granite bulwarks ; or because the one gleans its wealth on the surface, and the other digs it from the depths. Each is a portion of the same favored isle, and each helps to make the other rich. And, blessed be God ! there is such a thing as evangelic patriotism. The writer seeks the extension of the universal church. His creed is the gospel ; his sect is Christianity ; and " One is his Master, even Jesus Christ." His mission is to working-men. He knows that few of them are happy. Some of them sub- scribe to the sentiment of a popular Frenchman : " The Redeemer has come ; the redemption is not come yet." They forget that it was to the world that the Redeemer came, and that it is to the in- dividual that the redemption comes. To render evident this truth is the object of the following pages ; and in the attempt we shall take for guides those famous working-men who once rev- olutionized the world, and who infected many a gloomy spirit with their own exuberant blessed- ness. Listening to their lesson, we learn that God has made every man the keeper of his own comfort. We find that happiness is not a politi- cal adjustment, but a personal possession. We are told that, however wrong the state of society, the religion of Jesus is portable and self-contained 8 PREFACE. felicity. "We shall go back to the times of these tent-makers, and sit beside them as they shape the canvass and carve the stretching-pins,* and will ask them why they sing those stately psalms, and feel so rich amid their poverty. And wheth- er read in an English cottage or on a colonial wild, by the village laborer or the city artisan, we trust and pray that the answer may reveal to some who have not found it yet — the secret of a Happy Home. Saturday, June 17, 1848. * Acta xviii. 3 PETER THE GREAT Page 9 THE HAPPY HOME. THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. Last century a Russian emperor gained much renown by the exertions and sacri- fices he ntiade for his dominion^. Impressed by their savage state, and eager to introduce the arts and accomplishments of more cul- tured nations, he resolved to become him- self the engineer and preceptor of his peo- ple. Instead of sending a few clever men to glean what they could in foreign regions, he determined to be his own envoy ; and leaving his Moscow palace, he set out to travel in Holland and Great Britain. He 10 THE HAPPY HOME. was particularly anxious to carry home the art of naval architecture ; for he wisely judged, that without ships and seamen, his empire would never be able to turn its own resources to account. However, he soon found that no man could learn to be a ship- builder by merely looking on ; but what- ever it might need, Peter was determined to do. With a noble energy, he changed his gay clothing for the garb of a carpen- ter, and spent week after week in the build- ing-yard at kSaardam, wielding the hatchet, flourishing the tar-brush, and driving bolts till the pent-house rang again ; and soon was he able to go home and teach his people how to build ships for themselves. No wonder that, while other monarchs are depicted in purple and ermine, the artist should prefer representing Peter, the czar of Muscovy, in his red woollen jacket, and crowned with the glazed hat of a sailor, with a timber log for his throne, and an adze for his sceptre. And no wonder that a grateful country should rear to his memory the THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 11 proudest column in the world, and christen by his name its capital. Far nobler than this achievement of the emperor Peter, are some facts recorded in the history of philanthropy. It was a no- bler thing, for instance, when, in order to gain personal knowledge of its horrors, and to be able to testify against them afterward, an English gentleman took his passage in an African slaver, and submitted voluntarily to months of filth and fever, at the peril of his life, and to the hourly torture of his feelings. And still nobler was the conduct of those angelic missionaries, who, finding no other way to introduce the gospel among the negroes of Barbadoes, sold themselves to slavery, and then told their fellow-bonds- men the news which sets the spirit free. And noblest of all was the self-devotion of two Moravians, of whom some of you have read. They were filled with pity for the inmates of a fearful lazaretto. It was an enclosure in which persons afflicted with leprosy were confined ; and so terrified for 12 THE HAPPY HOME. its contagion were the people, that once within the dismal gates, no one was suffered to quit them again. But the state of its doomed inmates so preyed on these com- passionate men, that they resolved at all hazard to cheer them in captivity, and to try to save their souls. They counted the cost. They said : " Farewell, freedom — farewell, society — farewell, happy sun and healthy breezes ;" and passed the return- less portals, each a living sacrifice. The state of our world touched with com[)assion the Son of God. He left his home in heaven, and came hither. The King of kings put off his glory. He came to this scene of guilt and misery. He left the adoring fellowship above, and came down among creatures who disliked him, and could not comprehend him. On his benevolent errand, he alighted on this plague-stricken planet, and became for more than thirty years identified with its inmates, and in perpetual contact with its sin and its sorrow. And while his eye was THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 13 intent on some bright consummation, he did not grudge to be for many years the exile and prisoner, and at last the victim. And I think il should be interesting to you, to remember the lot in human life which the Saviour selected. He had his choice. He might have chosen for his residence a mansion or a palace ; bui he chose for his domicil, so long as he had one, the cottage of a carpenter. He cast his earthly lot alongside of the laboring man ; and besides the intentional lowlihood, there were other ends it answered. It lent new dignity to labor. Some silly people feel it a disgrace to work ; they blush to be detected in an act of industry. They fancy that it is dignity to have nothing to do, and a token of refinement to be able to do nothing. They forget that it is easy to be useless, and that it needs no talent to cumber the ground. But the Lord Jesus knew that it is best for the world when all are workers ; and he conformed to the good rule of Palestine, which required every cit- 2 14 THE HAPPY HOME. izen to piiPi^ue some employment. And instead of selectin;^ a brilliant ocmpation, he irave himself to one humble and com- monplace, that we mii^ht lenrn how possible it is to flo extraordinary good in a very inconspicuous station. And by this selection he left an example to workino; men. Roucrh work is no rea- son for rude manners or a vulgar mind. Never did there traverse the o:lobe a pres- ence so pure, and a fascination so divine, as moved about in the person of the " car- penter's son." So gentle in his dignity; so awful in his meekness ; so winsome in his lovingness ; so dexterous in diffusing happiness ; so delicate in healing inward hurts; so gracious in forestalling wishes! no rules of etiquette, no polish of society, can ever yield anew the same majestic suavity. Amid the daily drudgery, his soul was often swelling with its wondrous purpose ; and while shaping for the boors of Galilee their implements of industry, his spirit was commercing with the sky. They THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 15 are not little occupations, but little thoughts and little notions, which make the little man ; and the grandeur of mien, and the engaijjing manners, which emerged from that Nazarene workshop, are a lesson to those who handle the hammer, the spade, or the shuttle. But far more, — the sanc- tity. In a towif of bad repute — forced into the company of ruffians and blas- phemers, — all the uncongenial fellowship showed liim the more conspicuously "holy, harmless, undefiled, separate from sinners." And if you complain that you are shut up to the society of loose and low-minded men — if constrained to listen to words ribald and profane, or to witness coarse debauchery — remember that it was in the guise of a laboring man that the Saviour fought the world's corruption, and over- came. And if like to be worsted, cry for help to Him who, among his other mem- ories of earth, remembers Galilee ; — who, now that he has done with the carpenter's shop for ever, has not forgotten the surly 16 THE HAPPY HQBIE. neighbors and the abandoned town ; and whose solitary example destroyed the prov- erb, " Can any good thing come out of Nazareth ?" And by choosing this humble lot, the Saviour learned to sympathize with penury. Whatever wealthy bards may sing of the sweets of poverty, it is a painful thing to be very poor. To be a poor man's child, and look through the rails of the play- ground, and envy richer boys for the sake of their many books, and yet be doomed to ignorance ; to be apprenticed to some harsh stranger, and feel for ever banished from a mother's tenderness and a sister's love ; to work when very weary ; to work when the heart is sick and the head is sore ; to see a wife or a darling child wasting away, and not be able to get the best advice ; to hope that better food or purer air might set her up again, but that food you can not buy — that air you must never hope to breathe ; to be obliged to let her die ; to come home from the daily task, some evening, and see THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 17 her sinking ; to sit up all night, in hope to catch again those precious words you might have heard could you have afforded to stay at home all day, but never hear them ; to have no mourners at the funeral, or even carry on your own shoulder through the merry streets the light deal coffin ; to see huddled into a promiscuous hole the dust which is so dear to you, and not venture to mark the spot by planted flower or low- liest stone ; some bitter winter, or some costly spring, to barter for food the clock or the curious cupboard, or the "Henry's Commentary," on which you prided your- self as the heir-loom of a frugal family, and never be able to redeem it ; to feel that you are getting old — nothing laid aside, and present earnings scarce sufficient; to change the parlor floor for the top story, and the top story for a single attic, and wonder what change will be the next; — these and a thousand privations are the' pains of poverty. And in the days when the world's Redeemer occupied the poor 2* 18 THE HAPPY HOME. man's home, he was familiar with sights the parallels of these. He noted them — he entered into them — he shared them. Even at the time, he did somewhat to relieve them. It was in such a scene that he let forth the first glimpse of his ir'ory. The scanty store of wine had failed at a marriage-feast, and, to relieve the embar- rassment of his humble entertainers, he created a new supply. And it was in a similar scene that the second of his healing miracles was wrought, and his entrance to Simon's fishing-hut was signalized by restoring from a fever his sick mother-in- law. And, not to dwell on the miracles of mercy which restored to the widow of Nain her only son, and to the sisters of Bethany their only brother, it is worth while to notice how many of his wonders were presents to the poor. A weary boat- man has swept the waves all night and captured not a single fin. Jesus bids him drop the net in a particular spot, and instantly it welters with a silvery spoil. THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 19 Again and again the eager throng hangs round him till the sun is setting, and it is discovered that there are only a few small loaves among all the fainting thousands; but he speaks the word, and as little loaves bulk out an endless banquet, the famished villagers rejoice in the rare repast. And though he did not grudge his cures to cen- turions and rulers of the synagogues, they were usually the poor and despised who craved and got the largest share — the woman who had spent on physicians all that she had ; the impotent man at Bethesda ; the Samaritan lepers ; and Bartimeus, the blind beggar. And thus would the kind Redeemer teach us, that if there are always to be the poor on earth, there will always be the poor man's Friend in heaven. He would teach those sons of toil who are his true disciples, that in all their afflictions he is afflicted ; that he knows their frame and feels their sorrow. And should these lines be read by one who is indigent in spite of all his industry, let him remember how it 20 * THE HAPPY HOME. fared with the world's best benefactor when here below — let him remember that the Saviour himself had once nowhere to lay his head, and asking for a cup of cold water, could scarcely obtain it. But now that he has all power in heaven and earth, that Saviour is as tender as ever ; and to you, oh children of want and wo ! he says, " Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." But I hasten to notice the greatest boon which the Saviour purchased. Returning to an instance already mentioned : had you seen the devoted missionaries pass into the leper hospital, along with admiration of their kindness, you would have felt a griev- ous pang at such an immolation. To think that men in the height of health should thus be lost to the land of the living — that good men and generous should be buried quick in such a ghastly grave — it would have oppressed your spirit, and you could only have given grudging approbation to such a THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 21 self-devotement. But if, at the end of a certain term, they had appeared at the gate again, and along with them a goodly band of the poor victims restored to perfect soundness ; if it turned out that they had not only been able to mitigate much suffer- ing, but, in the case of every one who sub- mitted to their treatment, had effected a perfect cure ; and if, on examining the matter, the competent authorities declared that not only were these heroes of humanity themselves uninjured, but that those whom they brought with them were clean every whit, and might forthwith pass out into the world of the hale and the happy, you would be more than reconciled to the great price which purchased such a wondrous restora- tion. When Immanuel went into this world — when he first put human nature on, and in all his innocence identified him self with the fate of sinful men — we might almost imagine the anxiety awakened by this '* mystery of godliness" in any celes- tial spirit who did not foreknow the issue. 22 THE HAPPY HOME. But when that issue was developed — when, with a muhitude which no man can number, rescued and restored, the mighty Redeemer reappeared at the gate of the lazaretto — when infinite purity, and eternal justice, and the holy law, recognised not only an immaculate Deliverer, but in all his ransomed company could detect no stain of sin, no spot of the old corruption — when it^was pronounced that millions of plague-stricken beings were now so con- valescent and so pure, that they might even pass the pearly gates and join the fellow- ship of angels, enough was seen to justify the self-denial, though that self-denial was the incarnation of the 8on of God — enough to recompense the sacrifice, though that sacrifice was the death of a Divine Re- deemer. But this was the simple fact : An Angel of mercy, a Volunteer of pure compassion, the Saviour assumed our nature, and vis- ited our world. The Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us. And, coming THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 23 into the world, he came into a moral laz- aretto. Young and old, rich and poor, every soul was smitten with sin's disgusting malady. None were holy ; none sought after God. All were corrupt; all were, to God's pure eye, offensive; and all were sickening toward the second death. And by coming hither and taking on the human nature, the Son of God committed himself to our woful case. He virtually declared, that unless he brought a convalescent com- pany with him, he would return to heaven no more. But the balsam which alone could heal this malady, was found to be very costly. It must contain, as an ingre- dient, something which could compensate for sin ; something so compensating, that God would be a just God in forgiving the sinner. And nothing, it was found, could atone for guilt, save blood divine. But Jesus had counted the cost; and even this price he was prepared to pay. And he paid it : he offered himself as the propitia- tion for sin, and he was accepted. And £4 THE HAPPY HOME. though among those whom he sought to save were atheists and inficiels, nmrderers and liars, blasphemers and s:ibbalh-break- erri, thieves and robbers, drunkards and debauchees, that one offering was infinite, and more than sufficed. It finished trans- gression, and the Supreme Judge and Law- giver proclaimed it to the world, " The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin." And reappearing at the gates of Paradise with his ransomed, " the gates lifted up their heads ;" and having long since returned from that errand of kind- ness, and rejoined the acclaiming celestials, already has the King of Glory been fol- lowed by many a trophy of his life-giving death and peace-speaking blood. Dear reader, will not you be another? Will you not intrust your soul to One so skilful to heal, and so mighty to save? Will you not begin to sing that new song even here, "Thou art worthy; for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood?" And will you not, from this THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE. 25 time forward, give a higher place in your affections to that adorable Friend, " who, though he was rich, for your sakes became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich 9" 3 THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. The man was very poor, and one of those poor men who never make it any better. Always so laggard and so listless, he looked as if he had come into the world with only half his soul. Having no fond- ness for exertion, he had great faith in wind- falls ; and once or twice he was favored with a windfall ; but as he took no pains to secure it and turn it to account, the same fickle element which brought it soon wafted it away. His character was gone ; his principles, never firm, were fast decaying; and between laziness and bad habits, he was little better than the ruin of a man. He had a brother far away ; but so many years had come and gone since last he was seen in those regions, that he was faintly recollect- ed. Indeed, so long since was it, that this THE DISCONSOLATE MAN. Page 27 THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 27 ~ man had no remembrance of him. But one evening a messenger came to him, tell- ing him that his brother lived, and in token of his love, had sent him the present of a gallant ship with all its cargo. The man was in a heartless mood. He was sitting in his dingy chamber ; no fire on the hearth, no loaf in the cupboard, no pence in his pocket, no credit in that neighborhood, bleak weather in the world, bleak feelings in his soul. And as, with folded arms, he perched on an empty chest and listened to the news, he neither wondered nor rejoiced. Sure enough it was a windfall ; but he was not just then in a romantic or wistful mood, and so he heard it sullenly. No ; he neither danced nor capered, neither laughed nor shouted, but coldly walked away — scarcely hoping, scarcely caring to find it true. And when, at last, he reached the port, and espied the ship, it dispelled all his boyish dreams of eastern merchantmen. The masts were not palms, with silken cords furling the purple sails ; nor did its bulwarks gild the 28 THE HAPPY HOME. water, and its beams of sandal scent the air. It was much like the barques around it — chafed, and weathered, and bleached by the billows, and bore no outward token of a gorgeous freight. But stepping on board, as soon as the master of the vessel knew who he was, he addressed him respectfully, and descanted with glowing warmth on the glories and generosity of his absent brother, and then invited him below to feast his eyes on his new possession. There was gold, and the red ingots looked so rich, and weighed in the hand so heavy; there were robes, stiff with embroidery, and bright with ruby and sapphire stars ; there were spices such as the fervid sun distils from the fragrant soil in that exuberant zone, and dainties such as only load the tropic trees. Nor in the wealthy invoice had forethought and affection omitted any good ; for there were even some herbs and anodynes of singular power; a balm which healed en- venomed wounds ; an ointment which brought back the failing sight; a cordial THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 29 which kept from fainting; and a prepara- tion which made the wi arer proof against the fire. And there was a bulky parchment, the title-deeds to a laro^e domain somewhere in that sunny land ; and along with all a letter, distinct and full, in the princely do- nor's autograph. Of that letter, the younger brother sat down and read a portion there ; and as he read, he looked around him to see that it was all reality ; and then he read again, and his lip quivered, and his eye filled, and as the letter dropped upon his lap, he smote upon his breast, and called himself by some bitter name. And then he started up ; and if you had only seen him — such an altered man ; such energy, and yet such mildness ; such affection, and withal such heroism as beamed of a sudden in his kindling countenance ; you would have thought that, amid its other wonders, that foreign ship had fetched the remainder of his soul. And so it had. From that day forward, he was another man ; grudg- ing no labor, doing nothing by halves, his 3* 30 THE HAPPY HOME. character changed, his reputation retrieved, his wbiole existence filled with a new con- sciousness, and inspired hy a new irjoiive, and all his sanguine schemes and cheerful efforts convero^ing toward the happy day which should transport him to the arms of that unseen brother. Reader, have you lost heart about your- self? Once on a time you had some anx- iety about character. You wished that you had greater strength of principle, and that your moral standing were more respectable. You envied the virtuous energy of those friends who can resist temptation, and com- bat successfully the evil influences around them. You have even wished that you could wake up some morning and find yourself a Christian ; and you have some- times hoped that this happiness might at length befall you. But there is, as yet, no sign of it. Startling providences have passed over you, but they have not fright- ened you out of your evil habits ; and, from time to time, amiable and engaging THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 31 friends have gained ascendency over you, but they have not been able to allure you into the paths of piety. And now yoii are discouraged. You know that some vicious habit is getting a firmer and more fearful hold of you, and if you durst own it to yourself, you have now no hope of a lofty or virtuous future. You feel abject, and spiritless, and self-disgusted, and have nearly made up your mind to saunter slip- shod down the road to ruin. You do not remember your Elder Brother, for he had left those regions be- fore you were born. But this comes to tell you that he lives and wishes you well. In the far country whither he has gone, he knows how you are, and is much concerned at your present condition. And he feels for you none the less, that in all that land he is himself the richest and the mightiest. And to show that, amid all his glory, he is not ashamed to be called your brother, he has sent you a noble gift — a ship freighted with some of his choicest acquisitions, and 22 THE HAPPY HOME. bringing everything good for a man like you. And be not vexed nor angry when I tell you, that that ship of heaven is the Bible. If, instead of touching at every land and coming to every door — if only a few Bibles arrived now and then ready-made and direct from heaven, and each addressed to some particular person — and if none be- sides were allowed to handle their contents or appropriate their treasures — how justly might the world envy that favored few ! But having purchased gifts for men while here among us, and being highly exalted where he is gone, the Saviour in his kind- ness sends this heaven-laden book, this celestial argosie, to all his brethren here below, and each alike is welcome to its costly freight. Despise it not ! There is nothing dazzling in its exterior. It is plain and unpretending. No rainbow lights its margin, nor do phosphorescent letters come and go on its azure pages. But the wealth of the Indian carack is neither its timbers THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 33 nor its rigging ; it hides its treasure in the hold. The wonder of the Bible is neither its binding nor its type — nay, not even (though these are wonderful) its language and its style. It makes God glorious, and the reader blessed, by the wealth it carries and the truths it tells. To recite at full the letter, would take too long. A brother's heart yearns in it all ; but what a holy, and what an exalted brother ! He informs you that all power is given him in heaven and earth, and that from his Father he has received such ample authority, that all throughout these domin- ions, life and death are in his hands. He says that he is grieved to know your wretched position ; but he bids you not to lose heait, for if you only take advantage of what he has sent you, there will be an end of your misery. Aud he adds, that, freely and lovingly as he forwards these gifts, they cost him much ; they have cost him labor and sorrow, groans and anguish, tears and blood. He begs that you will take 34 THE HAPPY HOME. frankly what is iriven kindly, and assures you that nothing will gladden him more than to hail you to his home and instnl vou in his kingdom. And lest there be any mattei which you do not riirhtly under- stand, and on which you would like fuller information, or more help till then, there is a very wise and much-loved friend of his, who is willing to come and abide with you until he and you shall meet again. But, begging you to read the letter at your leisure, let us step for a few minutes on board. Let us glance at some of those costly gifts which the Saviour purchased long ago, and which, in this Book of Heaven, he sends to our island-planet, and to the several abodes of us sinners who inhabit it. And, first of all, look at this fine gold. Among material substances, the one most prized is gold. Not only is it very beau- tiful, but it is the means of procuring each rare commodity. Hence, we call him a rich man who abounds in it, and him a THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 35 poor man who has got none of it. And in the spiritual domain, the equivalent of gold is goodness. By holy beings, and by God himself, the thing most prized is not money, but moral worth; not gold, but goodness. And when God first ushered on existence his new creature, man, he gave him a portion of heaven's capital to begin with : he gave him holy tastes and dispo- sitions, a pure and pious mind. But man soon lost it. He suffered himself to be defrauded of his original ris;hteousness ; and on that di-mal day, he who rose the heir of immortality, lay down a bankrupt and a pauper. All was lost ; and though he tried to replace it by a glittering coun- terfeit, the substitute had not one atom of what is essential to genuine goodness. It entirely lacked the love of God; and no sooner had Jehovah applied the touch- stone, than in grief and displeasure he exclaimed, " How is the gold become dim ! how is the most fine gold changed !" And yet that gold was essential — nothing could 96 THE HAPPT HOME. compensate for it. No merit, tlien no re- warH ; no riii^hteousness, no heaven. And which guarantied a glorious immortality, man had lost the only thing which entided him to the favor of God — the only thing It was then that his case was undertaken by. a Kinsman-Redeemer. To a holy hu- manity he superadded the wisdom and strength of Deity ; and divinely authorized, he took the field — the surety and repre- sentative of ruined man. In his heart he hid the holy law; and in his suhlime fulfil- ment of it, he magnified that law and made it honorable. And between the precious blood he shed, as an expiation for sin, and the spotless obedience which he offered on behalf of his people, he wrought out a redundant and everlasting righteousness. It was tested, and was found to be without one particle of alloy. It was put into the balance, but the sin has never yet been found which could outweigh the merits of Immanuel. The righteousness of Christ, as the sinner's representative, is the most THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 37 golden thing in all the gospel ; and it is because of its conveying and revealing that riiihteousness, that the gospel is the power of God, and the wisdom of God unto sal- vation.* Be counselled to buy this fine gold, and you will be rich.t Accept, poor sinner, this righteousness of the Saviour, and you will be justified freely by a gra- cious God, through the redemption that is in Christ.j: God will be well pleased with you because you are well pleased with his beloved Son ; and will count you righteous for the sake of that righteousness which the Saviour wrought out, and which the gos- pel reveals, and which, thankfully receiv- ing, you present to a righteous God as your plea for pardon, and your passport to the kiugdom of heaven. This is the glory of the gospel. It REVEALS A RIGHTEOUSNESS. And juSt as the man whose affairs are all entangled would be thankful for money sufficient la discharge his debts, and set him on a foot- • Rom. i. 16, 17. f Rev. iii. 18. X ^o™- ^- 20-26. 4 38 THE HAPPY HOME. ing with his honest nei^rhhors, so the man wlio knows himself a debtor to Divine jus- tice would be unspeakably thankful for that possession, whatever it may be, which would cancel all his liabilities, and place him on a level with those happy beings who have never sinned at all. This pos- session is an adequate righteousness ; and if the reader be anxious to enjoy God's favor, he will hail the gospel, for it reveals that righteousness. In other days, when men were in w^ant of money, they sometimes tried to manu- facture gold. The alchymist gleaned a portion of every possible substance from ocean, earth, and air, and put theiu all into his crucible, and then subjected the medley to the most tedious and expensive processes. And after days or months of watching, the poor man was rewarded by seeing a few grains of shining metal, and in the excite- ment of near discovery, the sweat stood upon his brow, and he urged the fire afresh, and muttered, with trembling diligence, the IRK SHIP OF fiEAVEN. spell which was to evoke the mystery. And thus, day by day, and year by year, with hungry face and blinking eyes, he ga- zed into his fining-pot, and stirred the molt- en rubbish, till one morning the neighbors came and found the fire extinct, and the ashes blown about, and the old alchymist stiff, and dead, on the laboratory floor ; and when they looked into the broken crucible, they saw that after all his pains, the base metals remained as base as ever. But though men no longer endeavor to manufacture gold, they still try to manu- facture goodness. The merit which is to open heaven, the moral excellence which is to render God propitious, the fine gold of righteousness, they fancy that they can themselves elaborate. As he passed along, the apostle Paul sometimes saw these moral alchymisls at work ; and as he observed them so earnest for salvation — as he saw them casting into the crucible prayers, and alms, and tears, and fastings, and self-tor- tures, he was moved with pity. He told 40 THE HAPPY HOME. them that depraved humanity was material too base to yiehi the precious thing they wanted. He told them that they were spending their strength for naught ; and that the merit which they were so eai:;er to cre- ate exists already. He told them that if they would only avail themselves of it, they might obtain, without restriction, the right- eousness of a Divine Redeemer. "I pray that you may be saved ; I sympathize with your anxiety ; I love your earnest zeal, while I deplore your deadly error. But ignorant of the righteousness which God has already provided, and going about to establish a righteousness of your own, you are missino- tlie trreat masjazine of merit — the great repository of righteousness — Je- sus Christ. You need not scale the heav- ens to bring righteousness down ; you netid not dive into the deep in order to fetch it up ; you need not watch, and toil, and do pen- ance, in order to create it ; for it exists al- ready there. God has made his own dear Son the sinner's righteousness, and in the THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 41 gospel offers him to all. The gift is nigh thee. It is at thy door ; it is in thy hand. Receive it, and be righteous ; receive it, and rejoice."* And so, dear reader, if you are anxious for peace with God, accept God's own ^ift — the peace-procuring right- eousness. Present, as your only plea with a holy God, the atonement of his Son ; de- spair of brinuing merit out of vileness, or sanctity out of sin. With Luther, " learn to know Christ crucified ; learn to sing a new song. Renouncing your own work, cry to Him, Lord, thou art my righteous- ness, and I am thy sin. Thou hast taken on thee what was mine, and given to me what was thine ; what thou was not, thou becamest, that I might become what I was not." But among the other precious commodi- ties purchased by the Friend of Sinners, and floated to our world in that compre- hensive ark, his gospel, we must notice a PEACEFUL CONSCIENCE and A CONTENTED * Rom. X. 1-12 ; 1 Cor. i. 30 ; 2 Cor. v. 21. 4* 42 THE HAPPY HOME. MIND. Should this be read by any one who has lately committed a crime, or by one who has newly discovered the holiness of God and the plague of his own heart, that reader knows the horrors of a troubled conscience. And no man can make it happy. We might put it in a palace. We might promote it to tread ankle-deep on obsequious carpets, or embosom it in balm and down. We might bid Araby breathe over it, and Golconda glitter round it. We might encircle it with clouds of hovering satellites, and put upon its head the wish- ing-cap of endless wealth. But if we have not taken the barb from its memory, the festered wound from the spirit — the pale foreboding, the frequent gloom, tlie startled slumber, will pronounce these splendors mockery, and all this luxury a glittering lie. And even where there is not this sharp anguish, there is in the worldling's spirit a secret wretchedness, and a prevailing dis- content. He longs for something, he THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 43 scarce knows what; and this dim craving degenerates to a depraved voracity. He feeds on husks and ashes, or even poison- ous fruits. He tries to feast his soul with fame and glory, or satiates it with sensual joys and voluptuous revelries. But from the visionary banquet he wakens up, and still his soul hath appetite ; or recovered from the drunken orgy, he recognises in his besotted self a fiend imprisoned — his guilty soul the demon, and his embruted frame the dungeon. And be the diversion what it may, nothing will make a godless spirit truly happy. Get an unexpected for- tune, and rise to sudden grandeur; lounge away your mornings in sumptuous club- rooms, and flutter out your evenings at balls, and plays, and operas ; roam through continental vineyards or over northern moors ; dawdle the long day in Brighton newsrooms, or trip it on Ramsgate pier ; gallop over Ascot, or yacht it round the Needles ; and from each famed resort and costly recreation, the lover of pleasure must 44 THE HAPPY HOME. Still bring back a hollow heart and a hun- gry soul. But tarry where you are — continue in your present toilsome calliiig ; and pray that prayer, " There be many that say, Who will show us any good? Lord, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us, and put gladness in our heart, more than when corn and wine increase." Learn, that for Christ's sake God is reconciled to you, and life will wear another aspect. You will be like the primitive believers, after they received the remission of their sins. You will eat your meat witli gladness, praising God. The same fir table is still your daily board, and from a homely trench- er you still despatch your frugal meal. Work is still wearing, and winters are still severe, and still there will come hard times and heavy trials. But with heavenly en- tertainment at each repast, and a divine assurance deep in all your soul ; in cove- nant with the beasts of the earth, and in league with the stones of the fiel J, you will THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 45 pass, a cheerful pilgrim, through a smiling universe, and enjoy on earth your first of heaven. And if you ask, which package in the freight, which passage in the book, con- tains this priceless blessing, there are many which only need to be opened in order^to obtain it. " Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord : Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow ; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool." — " God is in Christ reconciling the world unto himself, not im- puting their trespasses unto them ; and hath committed unto us the word of reconcilia- tion. Now, then, we are embassadors for Christ, as though God did beseech you by us: we pray you, in Christ's stead, be ye reconciled to God. For he halh made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin ; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him." — *' This is the record, that God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. He that hath the Son hath life." 46 THE HAPPY HOME. " There is no condemnation to them who are in Christ Jesus."* Here is the am nesty, and you, my dear reader, are invited to accept it. So far as you are concerned, nothing lies nearer the heart of Jehovah than your return to his fatherly bosom ; and for this very purpose he has sent you the conditions of peace. These conditions have already been fulfilled by l)is own dear Son as the sinner's representative, and to that red handwriting you have only to coun- tersign your consenting name. And no sooner do you thus fall in with God's way of saving sinners, than his beaming eye pronounces over you the benison which on earth Jesus so rejoiced to utter, " Go in peace : thy sins, which are many, be for- given thee." Nor must we forget that possession as precious as it is unique, the New Heart. *' A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you ; and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, •Is.i. 18; 2Cor.v. 19-21; iJohnv. 11,12; Rom.viii. 1. THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 47 and I will give you a heart of flesh. And I will put my spirit within you, and will cause you to walk in my statutes, and ye shall keep my judgments and do them." Wlienever a man believes the gospel, God gives him a loving, trustful, and obedient heart; and what was formerly irksome or odious, becomes to his altered views and feelings attractive and easy. The Lord not only delivers him from the slavery of sin, and transfers him into his own family, but gives him the cordial feelings and affec- tionate instincts of a son. And along with this, everything is changed. The great commandment, " Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy soul," is no longer a flagrant extravagance but a gra- cious privilege, and the thankful spirit an- swers, " O Lord, thou art the strength of my iieart, and my portion for ever." Prayer IS no longer an infliction but an opportu- nity, and the sanctuary, from a prison or lock-Lip, is transformed into a happy home- stead and endeared resort; while the sab- 48 THE HAPPY HOME. bath, once so dull or so dissipated, smiles upon him in hallowed and delightful re- turns. His relation to the vSavionr gives a new look to the holy law ; and, receiving from the hand of a pardoning God, those requirements which he' used to receive from a threatening Judge, the duties which frowned with prohibition, and coerced by penalties, become propitious and inviting. The prickly precept — " The soul that sin- neth, it shall die" — the Saviour has depri- ved of its thorn, and along with Sharon's rose, and blending their fragrance together, he gives it to each disciple, that he may wear it in his bosom. And the harsh and hispid law — the command, which, like the loaf still latent in the bearded corn, is in- sipid and repulsive in the shape of dry mor- ality — he has relieved from its choking awns and encumbering chaff; and, sweet- ened with beatitude, it tastes like sacra- mental bread, while he himself says over it, *' Eat, O friend ; yea, feast abundantly, O beloved.'* And as it was to his elder THE SHIP OF HEATEN. 49 Brother, it becomes to the adopted child of God like meat and drink, to do the will of his Father who i> in heaven. But, over and above its golden treasures and rich commodities, this vessel biinocs some RARE EXOTICS. Perfect only in that better land, there is a skilful Cultivator,* who even in these cold climes has cher- ished and carrier! through some^ glorious specimens. With snowy petals, and drench- ing all around in contagious sweetness, blooms that lily of our valley, Christian Love; and beside it, with ruby hlos>om, courting all the radiant firmament, holy Joy may be recognised. By its silken stem and subde branchlets, hidin^i its florets from blustry weather in a pavilion of its own, Peace may be identified ; while near it, Long-suffering strikes its bleeding fibres deeper, and with balm requites the hand that wounds it. As if from one source springing, Gentleness and Kindness twine together ; while Faith, erect and heaven- Gal. V. 22 ; John xv. 26. 5 50 THE HAPPY HOME. pointing, bears them each aloft. Scarce opening its modest eye, but bewraying its presence in the scented air, Meekness nes- tles in the mossy turf; and Temperance reveals in its healthy hue the tonic hidden in its root. These flowers of Paradise are sent to grace the Christian and cheer his friends; and it matters not whether they adorn the pent-up attic or the rural man- sion — the spiritual mind is their true con- servatory. Man's first home was a gar- den, and the race seems to inherit the love of those gentle shapes and glorious tints which were his silent comrades in Eden ; and wandering through the sultry streets on days like these, it moves a pensive smile to see in many a window the dusty shrub or the empty flower-pot — a memento of scenes which can never be revisited, and a protest for rural joys which must not be tasted again. But those exotics which we have just enumerated, are independent of atmosphere and latitude ; and some of the most splendid specimens have been oher- THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 51 ished in workshops and cellars, amid the dust of factories, the smoke of cities, and in the depths of airless mines. " Love, joy, peace, lono-siifFering, gentleness, good- ness, faith, meekness, temperance," — these are the brightest beauties and the most fra- grant ornaments of any dwelling. Pray that the vSpirit of God would transfer them from the Bible to your character, and that he would tend and water them there. For should these graces flourish, the frost upon the fields, and the snow-flakes on the gale, will never touch the fadeless summer of your soul. And, to notice nothing more, we must mention, as included in this cosdy consign- ment, THE TITLE-DEEDS TO A GREAT INHERITANCE. Before he left the world, the Lord Jesus said to his disciples, "In my Father's house are many mansions. I go to prepare a place for you." And the Bible gives us some hints, that we may know what sort of mansion it is. Sin and sorrow never enter it. Its inhabitant 52 THE HAPPT HOME. never says, I am sick. And from his eyes God has wiped all tears. No tempting devil and no corrupting men come near it; but all is holy and all is pure. Its sun never sets, for a present Saviour is its con- stant light; and its blessedness never jebbs, for God himself is the fountain of its joy. And there the redeemed of earth have for their company the mighty intellects and loving souls in glory. And all this the Saviour has purchased for his people ; and all this, happy reader, will be yours if you belong- to Jesus. Like the expiring negro, when a friend exclaimed, " PoorPompey!" and he answered, " Me no poor any more, me King Pompey now," I dare say that you are poor, but I am sure that you are rich. You are going where your present rank will be no objection, and where your earthly privations will only make the tran- sition more ecstatic. And, oh, my friend ! look forward and look up ! I wish I could add to your present comforts; but I know that if you had it, this blessed hope would THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 53 often cheat your present miseries. One windy afternoon I went with a friend into a country almshouse. There was sitting be- fore a feeble fire a very aged man ; and the better to keep from his bald head the cold gusts, he wore his hat : he was never likely to need it out of doors. He was very deaf, and so shaken with the palsy, that one wooden shoe constantly pattered on the brick floor. But, deaf, and sick, and helpless, it turned out that he was happy. *' What are you doing, Wisby?" said my friend. " Waiting, sir." " And for what ?" "For the appearing of my Lord." "And what makes you wish for his appearing ?" " Because, sir, T expect great things then. He has promised a crown of righteousness to all that love his appearing." And, to see whether it was a right foundation on which he rested that glorious hope, we asked old Wisby what it was. By degrees he got on his spectacles, and opening the great Bible beside him, pointed to that text, *' Therefore, being justified by faith, we 5* 54 THE HAPPY HOME. have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ: by whom also we have ac- cess by faith iuto tliis i^race wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God."* And, dear reader, the God of grace puts that blessedness within your offer. Embrace it, and you will be the happy man " to whom death is welcome, while life is sweet." " When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes." And now, kind reader, have you under- stood these things? Over a few sentences of this address, I have cast a thin veil of metaphor; — but I shall be very sorry if it has obscured my meaning; for even in these humble pages, there are truths which, if you believe and embrace, you need envy no man's millions, and many a wealthy worldling is poor compared with you. The thing which I have been most anxious to show, is the kind tone in which * Rom. V. 1, 2. THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 55 the Saviour speaks to you, and the boons which, in the Bible, he transmits to you. Judging by some sermons and tracts, you might fancy that the Bible is a severe and angry book — or, at the very best, that it is a book of good advices. This is a mistake. The Bible has many a solemn passage, and it abounds in good advices; but you miss the very best of it if you think that this is all. I shall suppose that a young man has left his home in Scotland or the north of England. He comes to this great London, and in a little while falls in with its worst ways. In the theatre, and the tea-garden, and the tavern parlor, he spends all his money, and gets deep in debt ; and then he turns ill, and is taken to the hospital ; and when there, he begins to bethink him of his foolishness : *' I wish I once were well again. I wish I once were home again. But 'tis no use wishing. I know that my father's door is shut : they would not take me in ; and if once I were able to creep about, they would have me 66 THE HAPPY HOME. up for (If'bt. It would just be out of tlie hospital into the jail." And, while be- rnojining his misery, a letter comes from his father, telling him tliiit he has heard of his wretcherl plii^ht, and remindin;^ him of the past, and all he had done for his wayward child ; and, glancing his eye over it, the sick youth crumples it up and crams it away un- der his pillow. And by-and-by a comrade comes in, and among other things the invalid tells him, " And here is a letter of good advice just cou)e from my father ;" and that other runs his eye over it: "Good advice, did you say? I think you should raliier have said good news. Don't yoti see, he makes you welcome home again ? and in order that you may settle your accounts, and return in peace and comfort, he has appended this draft for twenty pounds." Most people read the Bible carelessly, or with a guilty conscience for the interpreter, and they notice in it nothing but reproofs and good advice. They miss the main thing there. The gospel is good news. THE SHIP OF HKAVEN. 57 It tells us that God is love, and announces to every reader that the door of the Father's house Is open, and that this very night he may find a blessed home in the bosom of his God. And as we have all incurred a debt to Divine justice, which, throughout eternity, we could never pay — and as it needs a righteousness to recommend us to the favor of a holy God — in every Bible there is enclosed a draft on the Saviour's merit, to which the sinner has only to sign his believing name, and the great salvation is his own. By exhibiting the cross of Christ — by directing to that precious blood which cleanses from all sin — and by pre- senting a perfect righteousness to every awakened conscience — the Bible comes a benefactor and a friend in need. And when rightly understood, the angelic an- them — " Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace ; good-will toward man" — is the cheerful but stately tune to which the gospel goes, and to which in heaven itself they sing it. 58 THE HAPPY HOME. And, reader, try to catch that tune. Pray that God would this very nii^ht, by his own Spirit, teach it to you. Fear not to believe too soon, nor to rejoice in Christ Jesus too much. Let the love of God your Saviour tide into all your soul, and, as it makes your feelings happy, so will it make your dispositions new. Peace and joy will keep you from some sins, gratitude and loyalty will preserve you from the rest. No cheer- ful glass will be needed to raise your spir- its then ; for a soul exulting in the great salvation forgets its poverty, and remem- bers its misery no more. No sinful lust nor forbidden joy will enthral you then ; for you will have discovered deeper and purer pleasures. And there will be no fear of your growling and cursing through your daily task, or filling with consternation your cowering family ; for the peace of God will make you pacific, and scattering on every side kind looks and friendly feelings, you will come and go a sunshine in the shop, a firelight in the home. THE SHIP OF HEAVEN. 59 No : do not sit so sullenly. I am a stranger, but it is the truth of God I tell. In all your life you may never have got a costly gift ; but here, at last, is one. It is the gift of God, and therefore it is a gift unspeakable ; but, accepted as cordially as it is graciously offered, it will make you blessed now, and rich for all eternity. Oh, my dear friend, do not eye it so coldly ; suffer it not so tamely to pass away. This night has brought you good news. It has told you of the Saviour's cosdy purchase and wondrous present. Let it also bring good news to heaven ; let it tell that the love of God has broken your heart, and made you sorry and ashamed for all your sins ; let it tell that with tears of thankful- ness you have surveyed the " unsearchable riches of Christ," and have given yourself to Him who once gave himself for you ; let it tell that your history has taken a new turn, and that, breaking off from your worth- less companions and evil ways, you have begun in lowliness and love to follow Jesus. A BUNCH IN THE HAND, AND MORE ON THR BUSH. Not far from this London there dwelt an old couple. In early life they had been poor; but the husband became a Christian, and God blessed their industry, and they were living in a comfortable retirement, when one day a stranger called on them to ask their subscription to a charity. The old lady had not so much grace as her hus- band, and still hankered after some of the sabbath earnings and easy shillings which Thomas had forfeited from regard to the law of God. And so when the visiter asked their contribution, she interposed, and said, " Why, sir, we have lost a deal by religion since we first began ; my husband knows that very well. Have we not, Thomas?" And after a solemn pause Thomas an- CASPAR RAUCHBILDER Page 182. A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 61 swered : " Yes, Mary, we have. I have lost a deal by my religion. Before I had got reli- gion, Mary, I had got a water-pail, in which I used to carry water, and that, you know, I have lost many years ago ; and then I had an old slouched hat, a tattered coat, and mended shoes and stockings ; but I have lost them also long ago. And, Mary, you know that, poor as I was, I had a habit of getting drunk and quarreling with you ; and that, you know, I have lost. And then I had a burdened conscience and a wicked heart, and ten thousand guilty fears ; but all are lost, completely lost, and like a mill- stone, cast into the ileepest sea. And, Mary, you have been a loser too, though not so great a loser as myself. Before we got religion, Mary, you had got a washing- tray, in which you washed for hire ; but since we got religion, you have lost your washing-tray. And you had a gown and a bonnet much the worse for wear, though they were all you had to wear ; but you have lost them long ago. And you had 6 62 THE HAPPY HOME. many an achins^ heart concerning me at times ; but these you happily have lost. And I conld even wish that you had lost as much as I have lost ; for what we lose by our religion will be our everlasting gain." There are instances where religion has required a sacrifice ; but so far as our own observation goes, it .has blessed its posses- sors, not only by what it imparted, but also by what it took away. Their chief losses may be compriseH in the following items : — A bad character ; A guilty conscience ; A troublesome temper; Sundry evil habits, And all their wicked companions. And then, on the other side, over and above all the higher benefits which the gos- pel bestows, and which, in our last paper, we tried to enumerate, its advent into the poor man's home is usually signalized by some immediate and obvious blessings. We allow that they are secondary, but they are not insignificant. Let us glance at some A BtTNCH IN THE HAND. 63 of tliem. Like the bunch which the spies fetched from Eshcol, they may give some notion of the goodly land ; but they are only a sample, and the true wisdom is to go up and possess the region itself, and then you will gather the grapes where they grow, and when one cluster is finished, you will find still better on the tree. 1. Religion is forethought and fru- gality. The disciple of Jesus is well off — his fortune is made, and he does not need to set his heart on filthy lucre. But then he is high-hearted — he is of his Mas- ter's mind, " It is more blessed to give than to receive." He would rather be an almo- ner than a pensioner ; and he is anxious to lay a good foundation for age as well as for infirmity. And he " provides for his own house." He would fain contribute to the commonwealth one independent and self-sustaining family. And the foresight and self-denial which he has learned at the feet of Jesus, put these achievements in his power. You may see the thing in liv- 64 THE itAPPT HOME. ing specimens. Take, for instance, these shoptnates, Dick Raspiron and Tom Tin- kleton. Perhaps you know them ; at all events, in their employment as whitesmiths they have made some noise in the world. Tom once of a sudden took it into his head to marry ; and as he had a few shillings to pay the fees, he made it out; but before the honeymoon was ended, the bride had to pawn her wedding-gown to buy next Sunday's dinner. And Dick also fell in love; but his sweetheart and himself agreed that they would wait till they had made up twenty pounds between them. Last Satur- day Tom did not take home his wages till after midnight, and then he did not take the whole ; and next morning his wife went out and bought some flabby meat and with- ered greens, and paid the Sunday trader ten per cent, additional ; but that was bet- ter management than the time before, for then he brought nothing home at all ; and in order to procure a steak, they had first to sell their frying-pan. But now that at A BTJNCH IN THE HAND. 65 last he has married his notable little wife, Dick hies fiome as fast as he can on Satur- day evening, sure that the earnings of last week have made the marketings of this one, and that he will find the room so tidy and the tea-things set out, and that afterward they will have a turn in the park, or, should it chance to rain, an hour for reading some useful book. At an immemorial period his shopmate "fell behind;" that is, in a cer- tain race, the consumer of pies and porter outran the producer of water-pails and me- tallic chimney-pots ; and the shillings which he got from his employer could not keep up with the half-crowns which he spent on himself. And ever since the luckless day when the Spender distanced the Winner, it has been a perpetual scramble. For want of ready cash — and credit they never had — his hungry household subsists on ac- cidental and precarious meals ; and bought in paltry shops, and in the smallest quan- tities, their greatest bargain is a stinted pen- nyworth. Richard read in his Bible, " Owe 6* 66 THE HAPPY HOME. no man anything;" and, in order to make sure, he thoui^ln it best to have always something to spare. At the very outset he bade the Winner " march," while he held the Spender by the heel, and would not let him stir a single step till the other was far ahead. And now he begins to find the ad- vantage of this early self-denial. From having a little money at command, he has never on an emergency required to borrow at a ruinous usury, and he has been able to pick up at a trifling cost a clock and a bookcase, and a chest of drawers, when they happened to be going cheap. And he has discovered that sovereigns are, in their habits, somewhat gregarious ; if, like rats, they run away from a tottering house, like storks and starlings they are ready to come and colonize wherever one of their species reports a kind reception. And accordingly, with litde exertion, without pinching or scraping, or any shabby expedients, he finds the little store quiedy increasing. And now it is whispered in the street, that he either A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 67 means to lease or buy the house in which he has been heretofore a lodger ; while du- ring the year his neighbor has effected three removals. And curious observers have no- ted that each of these removals is less ex- pensive than its predecessor ; and it is likely that the next may cost nothing, as at the present rate tliey will then be able to carry on their backs all their remaining goods and chattels. In providing for one's own house, per- haps the best plan is mutual insurance. In many provident societies the premiums have been calculated too low ; but in some recently established, such as the "Christian Mutual Provident Society," a scale of pay- ments has been adopted, which effectually secures against all risk. I shall suppose that the reader is a healthy man, and twen- ty-five years of age. Would he like to se- cure ten shillings a week, during every term of sickness, for the next forty years? He may secure it by paying 1.9. 4:^d, a month, or a halfpenny every day. Or would he THE HAPPY HOME. like to retire from hard work at the end of these forty years? By paying 2s. 'Sd. monthly, or less than a penny daily, he may buy against that period a pension of 65. weekly. Or would he prefer leaving to his survivors, at whatever time it may please God to call him away, a sum of solid mo- ney? For such a purpose he may secure 100/. by paying Ss. 5d. a month, or 21. a year. Or, if he dislikes insurance, he may try the savings' bank, and there the daily pen- ny would mount up to 50/. in thirty years. But how is a working man to manao^e this? How is he to spare the daily penny from his scanty earnings ? I fear some can not; but I know that many can. Do you smoke, or snuff, or chew tobacco ? Then please to count how much this costs you in a week, and how much in the fifty-two weeks which make a year. And how much do you pay for stimulating liquor ? A friend reminds me that a moderate pint of beer comes to 3/. per annum, or 30/. in ten years. And how do you dispose of your loose half- A BUNCH IN THE HAND. pence ? And bow much do you spend in Sunday excursions, and fairs, and treats, and merry-makings ? Not very much on any one occasion, but enough from time to time to make at last a fortune. For it is not by surprising windfalls, but by systematic sa- vings — by the resolute repetition of Jane Taylor's golden maxim, " I can do without it," — that men have made the most solid for- tunes, the fullest of satisfaction to the founder, and the most enduring. And were you only commencing now to save up the coppers which you have hitherto squan- dered at the pastrycook's or the fruiterer's stall, and the sixpences which you would have melted in beer or burned in tobacco, they will soon swell up to a pound ; and by perseverance and the blessing of God, that pound may grow to a competency.* * We would cordially recommend to our readers on this and kindred subjects. Chambers' Penny Tract, No. 170, " Hints to Workmen." After the above paragraphs were written, a friend in the west of England was kind enough to show us over his factory. It abounded in contrivances and processes which we had never seen before; but the sight which interested us beyond all 70 THE HAPPY HOME. 2. Religion insure? sobriety. Is it not fearful that Britain spends on intoxi- cating liquors fifty millions every year? We often complain of our high taxation, and sometimes grow nervous at the national debt. But here is a tax for which we can- not blame our rulers ; a tax self-imposed and self-levied ; a tax for which we can only blame ourselves ; a tax which would pay the interest of our national debt twice over ; and a tax as large as the entire revenue of these United Kingdoms. We thought it a great sum to pay in order to give the slave his freedom ; we thought the twenty mil- lions given to the West India proprietors these was a picture-gallery of industrious veterans. In his counting-room the warm-hearted proprietor had sus- pended, large as Hfe, tlie portraits of five faithful ser- vants, who had each spent about half a century in these works. I need not say that thev had been all sober men. It was a ru!e of the estai)lishment, that no one employed at it should ever enter a public-house. But most of these venerable worthies had been pious men ; and, pointing to one of the likenesses, my friend men- tioned, " That old man was worth fifteen hundred pounds when he died." He wns a common worker with ordinary wages ; but he realized enough to provide a com- fortable independence for two nieces who survive him. A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 71 a mighty sacrifice ; and certainly it was the noblest tribiue any nation ever paid to the cause of philanthropy : but, large as it looks, half a year of national abstinence would have paid it all. Some grudge the eight millions which Ireland lately got, seeing it failed to set our neighbors on their feet; — but it was eight millions given to save a famishing people; and large as the grant to Ireland sounds, two months of national ab- stinence would have paid the whole of it. But, tremendous as are the fifty millions which, as a people, we yearly ingulf in strong drink, the thought which afflicts and appals us is that this terrible impost is mainly a tax on the working man. The lamentation is that many an industrious man will spend in liquor as much money as, had he saved it, would this year have furnished a room, and next year would have bought a beautiful library; — as much money as would secure a splendid education for every child, or in the course of a few years would have made him a landlord instead 72 THE HAPPY HOME. of a tenant. Why, my friends, it would set our blood a-boiling if we heard that the Turkis^h sultan taxed his subjects in the style that our British workmen tax them- selves. It would bring the days of Wat Tyler back attain — nay, it would create another Hampden, and oonjure up a second Cromwell — did the exchequer try to raise the impost which our publicans levy, and our laborers and artisans cheerfully pay. But is it not a fearful infatuation? Is it not our national madness to spend so much wealth in shattering our nerves, and ex- ploding our characters, and ruininu our souls? Many workmen, T lejoice to know, have been reclaimed by teetoialism, and many have been preserved by timely reli- gion. In whatever way a man is saved from that horrible vice, which is at once the destruction of the body and the damna- tion of the soul, " therein I do rejoice, and will rejoice." Only you can not be a Christian without being also a sober man ; and the more of God's grace you get, the A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 73 easier will you find it to vanquish this most terrible of the working man's temptations. 3. Religion creates honesty, civility, PUNCTUALITY, INDUSTRY, and those other qualities which secure for the working man popularity and promotion. And, whatever theorists may propound to the contrary, this is the way in which God himself has arranged society. The steady and sober are to rise and be respected, while the disso- lute and disorderly must sink and disappear. And though there is in many quarters a prejudice against piety — though some in- fidel and irreligious employers prefer work- men with easy principles and pliant con- sciences — no business can long prosper without probity, and no employer can be- come permanently rich with ruffians or rogues for his servants. Hence, in all ex- tensive and protracted undertakings, prin- ciple will undoubtedly win for itself an eventual preference ; aud the workman who understands his trade and keeps his char- acter, may expect to retain his place. The 7 74 THE HAPPY HOME. kins: of Babylon had no llkino^ for Daniel's reliii^ion ; but then, Daniel was the only man who could manage the hundred prov- inces. And the king of Egypt would have preferred Joseph's finance and Joseph's forethought without Joseph's piety ; but, as he could not get the one without the other, he put up with the Hebrew's faith for the sake of the statesman's policy. And in the same way, if you carry Bible rules into your conduct, the Lord himself will under- take your case, and people will find out that it is good to have the like of you around them. If you will not work on Sunday, neither will you be tipsy or a-miss- ing on Monday. If you won't tell a false- hood for your employer, neither will you waste his materials nor pilfer his property. And if you are not a sycophant in the slackest times, you will not be saucy in the busiest ; but, seeking first to please your Master in heaven, you will find yourself rewarded with the good will and confidence of your superiors on earth. A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 75 Richard Williams attended the Horshay iron works, in Shropshire. From the time that he found the forgiveness of his sins at the foot of the cross, he became a delight- ful neighbor and a most diligent workman. He was a methodist, and his master a qua- ker; and seeing Richard's conscientious- ness, Mr. Reynolds promoted him to be one of his superintendents — an office which he held with growing honor all his life. One secret of Richard's promotion, and one reason why whatsoever he did pros- pered well, was his prayerfulness. God was his heavenly Father, and therefore he besought his blessing on his common toils ; and I think you will be interested to read the two following letters to a friend : — " I am much better in health to-day, but am in some difficulty as to our works. We are ' setting on' the other furnace, and it goes off very stubbornly. It requires a deal of care and hard work to get it right ; and will require much more, unless a speedy turn takes place in our favor. Continue, 76 THE HAPPY HOME. therefore, to pray for us. I know your prayers will do more than all we can do with our strong bars and great hammt^rs. Do not, therefore, forget us at the throne of the heavenly grace." Again : — *' We are engaged in difficult work, and are desirous of getting it over before sab- bath. I pray the Lord that we may suc- ceed. The expenses of the works to Mr. Reynolds are at present very great, and the profits none. I am employed all night and a part of the day ; but I heartily thank God for his kind care over me, and hope he will preserve us all. Very earnestly do I wish that we may get it done, that we all may have the sabbath free from labor for the purposes of religion." And his love of the sabbath and his per- sonal consistency were at last rewarded, by seeing every furnace stopped on the first day of the week. On a subject so near his heart, he ventured a respectful representa- tion to the proprietor — a representation A BUNCH IN THK HAND. 77 which derived such weight from Richard's worth and modesty, that, notwithstanding the pecuniary hazard, an experiment was permitted: it proved successful; and these sabbatic furnaces are a noble monument to a conscientious working man. The truth is, that God's blessins^ attends his people in their common calling. If they commit their way to him, he bring-^ it to pass. He opens doors. He finds for them friends and favor. He smooths down difficulties, and gives their earnings reproductive value. You have likely heard of Thomas Mann, the London waterman Besides large sums given in his life to poor acquaintances, he left to different societies nearly two thousand pounds. And how did he make it ? God gave it to him. God gave him great faith in his own word and promises — a devout and God-fearing mind ; and these developed in politeness and honesty, punctuality and diligence. People who once used his boat were so taken with its owner, that if they could get 7* 78 THE HAPPY HOME. him again, they would bail no other ; and having won a friend, lie was so attentive and exact that he never lost hinn again ; and though he never plied on the Sabbath, and never pocketed a shilling beyond the proper fare, and was always giving money away, it seemed as if he could not grow poor. Always sober, always cheerful, and usually the first on the water, the Lord smiled on his pious industry; and, amid nil his prosperity, the Lord kept him humble and generous, to show us that if a man has already got heaven in his heart, a luuulful of money will not make him a miser. 4. Religion is REFINEMENT. It expands the mind of its possessor, and purifies his taste. It is a great mistake to confound riches and refinement, just as it is a great mistake to fancy that because a man is poor, he must be coarse and vulgar. Lord Jef- feries, though seated on the highest tribunal in the realm, while pouring forth his brutal ribaldry, was a vulgar man ; and a very vulgar man was Chancellor Thurlow, sport- A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 79 ing oaths and obscenity at the table of the prince of Wales. But there was no vul- garity about James Ferguson, though herd- ing sheep, while his eye watched Arcturus and the Pleiades, and his wistful spirit wandered through immensity; and, though seated at a stocking-loom, there was no vulgarity in the youth who penned the *' Star of Bethleliem ;" the weaver-boy, Henry Kirke White, was not a vulgar lad. Aud so, my respected friends, if you sur- render your minds to the teaching of God's word and Spirit, they will receive the truest, deepest refinement. There may be nothing in your movements to indicate the training of the dancing-school, nor any- thing in your elocution which speaks of courtly circles or smooth society ; but there will be an elevation in your tastes, and a purity in your feelings, as of men accus- tomed to the society of the King of kings. You will have a relish for a higher litera- ture than the halfpenny ballad or the Sun- day news, and for a more improving inter- 80 THE HAPPY HOME course than the tap or the club room can supply. And though you may not have at easy command the phrases of politeness, the most polished, if they but be the chil- dren of God, will have sentiments and lan- guage In common with you, and a stronger affinity for you than for the most fine-spoken impiety. And In your respectful demea- nor to those above you, and In your kind and civil carriage to those around you, men will see that you have learned your man- ners from the book which says, " Be cour- teous," and which supplies the finest model of gentility. The religion which is at last to lift the beggar from the dunghill, and set him with nobles of the earth, will even now give the toiling man the elevated aims, the enlarged capacity, the lofty tastes, and nanly bearing, which princes have often lacked ; for if vice be the worst vulgarity, religion Is the best refinement. 5. Religion secures that priceless pos- session — a HAPPY HOME. Six things are requisite to create a home. Integrity must A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 81 be the architect, and Tidiness the uphols- terer. It must be warmed by Affection, and Hghted up with Cheerfulness; and In- dustry must be the ventilator, renewing the atmosphere, and bringing in fresh salubrity day by day ; while over all, as a protecting canopy and defending glory, nothing will suffice except the blessing of God. Dear reader, if you are in earnest your- self, I hope it is your privilege to have a pious partner. If not, " what knowest thou, O man, but that by prayer and per- suasion thou mayest gain thy wife ?" And then all will work sweetly ; and with the Bible to direct you, and helping one an- other, yon may condense into your dwel- ling, however narrow, all the happiness of which this mortal state is susceptible. In the north of England, and in the days of haunted houses, a certain farm was in- fested by a mischievous sprite. It skim- med the milk, and soured the cream ; it made the haystacks heat, and blasted the cattle into skin and bone ; and besides 82 THE HAPPY HOME. friixliteninir the maid-servants, and tunnbUn^ the rhil(h-en into the pond, it often raised such a riot up among the rafters, that the poor people were hroiigln to their wit<' end, and resolved on leaving the place. Everythinii: was packed, and the cavalcade was in motion ; and they had proceeded so far in their journey when a countryman met the procession, and in amazement demand- ed, " What's thee doing, neighbor Hodge?" "We are flittinu:," shouted the farni'-r, gruffly ; and from the depths of the wacjon a shrill voice echoed, *' Yes, we are flit- ting ;" and at the same moment one of the youngsters screamed, " Oh, father, father, Brownie's in the churn !" And finding that their foe was as ready for the road as themselves, the farmer turned the horse's head, and went back to his old premises with a look of woful resignation. And in the course of my travels I have often en- countered a Brownie's flitting. Beneath the shadow of the Drachenfels, on Loch- lomond's silvery tide, in the fluttering A BUNCH IN THE HAND. Streets of Paris, and on the bright moun- tains of Wales, I have many times fallen in with a family party, evidently fleeing from a haunted house. And having devoted some attention to the subject, I find that the mansions of tlie aristocracy are mainly frequented by two evil spirits, called Indif- ference and Ennui. They are dull de- mons, both of them, quite different from the vivacious Brownies of the farm and the village : they raise no racket overhead ; but being of phlegmatic mood and courtly habits, they wear felt slippers and glide softly over the polished floor. The one is an incubus which dulls the heart, the other a torpedo which benumbs the brain. Indifference or Nonchalance (for both he and his cousin Ennui are foreigners, and had French names when they first came over) — Indif- ference takes the zest from friendship, and all the endearment out of closest kindred. If he gets into the breakfast-parlor, my lady and my lord have nothing to say to one an- other, but my lord taKes alternate mouth- 84 THE HAPPY HOME. Alls of his muffin and the morning paper, and my lady communes in silence with the sugar-tongs ; and if he gets into tlie nursery, the brothers and sisters there are blii^hted into little lords and little ladies, with as little love to one another as if they were already old ; and if they love papa and mamma, it is because they have learned to connect them with the cake and fruit which endear the moments after dinner. And Ennui is an idle ghost, harboring un- der ottomans and sofas, fond of a dressing- gown, and delii;hting in breakfasts at mid- day; and a most irksome ghost — a sort of aerial cuttle, shedding inky gloom into the atmosphere, and blackening the brightest skies — a moral Remora,* frustrating ex- istence, and leaving clever and accomplished people without an object and without an *The press-corrector has put a query at this word; antl perhaps the reader wiA put another. It was a fish which, in t'le time of Pliny, could stop a ship in full sail. But, as it is no longer known to seamen, I sus- pect, as hinted above, that it has exchanged the stormy deep for our modern drawing-rooms. A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 85 effort, becalmed on a carpet, spell-bound on a woollen sea. " Day after day, day after day, They stick, nor bieath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean." And it is to escape from these afflictive inmates that the travellin2:-carriage is or- dered to the door, and the rumble put on. But all in vain. The Brownies have be- spoken their seats. The one perks his long visage between my lord and lady, and the other mounts the box with the heir ap- parent. The country is deplorably " stu- pid ;" and as the day wears on, the travel- lers discover many omissions and " tire- some" mistakes, which are so far a relief as entitling them to be cross at one another; and when the sumptuous hotel is attained, and the costly dinner despatched, a sullen sprite guides each to his chamber and laughs as they labor to sleep — " For vainly Betty performs her part, If a ruffled head and a rumpled heart, As well as the couch, want making." 8 86 THE HAPPy home. And T am sorry to add that many a cot- tage is haunted. The circumstance which first called my attention to the fact, was finding that so few working-people are keepers at home. In the evenings, I found them at p 'nny-theatres, and at "judge and jury" trials, smoking beside the alehouse fire, or lounging over a tankard at the door of some country-tavern. And I was sorry to see them. I regretted that they should be so selfish. I grieved that they should indidge in enjoyments in which their wives and chil(h-en could not share. But going to their houses, I found a reason. I found that many of these husbands and fathers were driven from their homes by evil spirits. The truth is, that the abode of many an in- dustrious man is rendered miserable by two notorious goblins, and they are none the better for being native Saxons. Tawdri- ness is a sluttish fairy, rejoicing in dirt and disorder ; her sandals are down in the heels, the better to display the gap in the stocking-sole ; and a tuft of ragged hair A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 87 asserts its freedom through a corresponding rent in the frowzy cap. In matters of vertii — in pottery and furniture — her taste is for torsos and fractured specimens, chairs without hottoms, and grates without bars , and therefore she breaks the spouts of the pitchers, and burns the nozzle of the bel- lows and the brush of the hearthbroom. And in the picturesque, her liking is for new combinations and striking contrasts ; a blazing riband and a smutty face ; a feed to-day and a fast to-morrow. On one end of her geographical tea-table, untouched since the morning, England is represented in crumbs of bread, and alongside, the sis- ter isle is sy nbolized in potato-parings ; and at another corner, an Arve of muddy ale mingles with a Rhone of reluctant sky- blue. The kindred elf is Turmoil. Her talent lies in creating discord ; and between the slamming of the door, and the clashing of the fire-irons, and the squalling of tur- bulent children, it is not surprising that she sometimes scares away to other scenes the THE HAPPY HOME. distracted "good man of the hotise." The two together are more than a match for any man ; and we can not wonder at the strange dsyhuTLs which people seek whose homes are haunted by dirtiness and din. But all these foes of the house disappear when piety takes possession. I could re- joice to tell the scenes which may be wit- nessed in some of England's stately halls, where the genius of the place is an ascend- ant gospel, and where, from its presence, listlessness and languor have fled away, because I think you would like to look at them, I would gladly sketch some of these bright moral spectacles, where surrounded by the beauties of nature and t ie amenities of art, families of high degree dwell lov- ingly together, and occupy their hours in intellectual improvement and in devices for doing good to those around them ; where wealth gives practical expression to philan- thropy, and where the morning and even- ing sacrifice derive, not virtue, but impres- siveness from their position who present it. A BUNCH 11^ THE HAND. 89 But I must indulge in no more digression. I must hasten to tell how real religion would make your homes happy, my dear, indus- trious neighbors. And, for one thing, it would make them neat and tidy. The mind of an ungodly man is all confusion. Whims and fancies, lusts and passions, come and go; and there being no pervasive principle, no holy con- trolling power, no master of the house, that mind becomes a perfect chaos — a cage of disorder and impurity. And that mind manifests itself. It is very apt to transfer its own image to the abode in which it dwells, and make this also a den of filth and confusion. But as soon as that mind surrenders to the spirit of God, and is pos- sessed by this heavenly inmate, a mighty change comes over it. He shuts the door against vile thoughts and vilianous notions; and refractory passions he quells beneath his firm but gentle sway. And he creates a liking for what is pure, honest, lovely, and of good report. And that inward change 8* 90 THE HAPPY HOME tells outwardly — the renewed *mind shows iiseir. It sets the house in order; it finds a j)lace for everything, and keeps every- thing in its place; and though it may not afford costly raiment or fine furniture, it is rich enough to keep them clean. And just as it pdrifies the house, so reli- gion pacifies the household. A irreat caltn inwar ly, it sheds a tranquillizing influence on every side. It fills the hearts which hold it with love to one another, and to happy yokefellows it gives a truer and more tender imderstandin"; than ever sprang from sentimental fondness. The man of prayer is always a man of power. His very presence is encircled by a serene ascendency, and his children and all around him feel it. His own happiness reminds him that there is a time to laugh and a time to play ; and instead of fretting at childish glee, he can heartily promote it. Or if it be time to forbear, his friendly " Hush !" creates an instant and cheerful calm. The man of prayer carries with hina A BTTKCH IN THE HAND. 91 something of that secret majesty which is only gotten at the mercy-seat ; and while he is not seeking to bend all ihings to his imperious wishes, he finds his wishes fore- stalled, and his desires fulfilled by prompt affection, or, better still, by a kind and all- controlling power. And, hastening from his daily toil, he knows what he may ex- pect within — smiles and caresses, and schoolroom news, loud shouts and silent love — shouts which tell that the father is not formidable, and silent love, which can not tell how dear the husband is, but both together telling to his inmost heart the lov ing-kindness of the Lord. Reader, your happiness will be my reward. In this paper I have tried to show, that, even within the limits of the present life, there is great gain in con- tented godliness. Will you not try it? Will you not be persuaded to that wise experiment which thousands have made, but never one regretted? 92 THE HAPPY HOME. Think over vvh;it I have written. Read it to your wife. Ask her what she thinks , and should you both agree that your pres- ent course is not the best, and that it might be mended, begin at once the more excel- lent way. Pray to God that, for Jesus's sake, he would give you the teaching of his own Holy Spirit. You have many things to learn ; many bad habits to give up, and many good ones to begin. You can do nothing of yourselves ; but may the Lord make you able and willing in his day of power ! For the past, seek pardon in a Saviour's blood. If urged in the Mediator's name, God will not despise the prayer. " Wash me from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. Create in me a clean heart, O God ; and renew a right spirit within me." And, for the future, resolve, in the streuiith of the Lord, on a course of con- duct entirely new. Say with the Psalmist, *' I will behave myself wisely in a perfect A BUNCH IN THE HAND. 93 way; I will walk within my house with a perfect heart. A froward heart shall de- part from me ; I will not know a wicked person. And, to show that you are sincere — to prevent your present purposes from melting like the vanished goodness of other days, — take action. This evening set up God's worship in your family.* Next Lord's day carry your household to some Chris- tian sanctuary, and commence a course of constant attendance on the means of grace. Break instandy with any bad companions, and if there be anything on which you covet farther light, consult some mis- sionary, or minister, or pious friend. And may the Lord bless you, and keep you, and cause his countenance to shine upon you ! * Those who wish directions for conducting this blessed service, which has given a new and joyful aspect to many a dwelling, are referred to a tract, called " The Church in the House." [This tract is published with some others in the •'Harp on the Willow." — Am. Pub.] 94 THE HAPPT HOME. " O God of Bethol ! hy whose hand Thy people still are fed, Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led : « Through each perplexing path of life Our wand'ring footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. " spread thy cov'ring wings around. Till all our wand'rings cease, And at our Father's loved abode. Our souls arrive in peace." BATTLE OF WATERLOO. Page 95 THE GUN OR THE GOSPEL Not long ago we went to look at Water- loo — and Waterloo looked at us. Like most of the storied places which we have chanced to visit, he seemed to remember all about himself, and told us a deeper tale than the old ser2:eant who acted as our guide and his interpreter. We found him nearly recovered from the rough usage of the famous conflict. His rie. And as they reach the leafy tent, and fling them- selves on the cool ground, and climb for the date-clusters, and through the sandy filter scoop the hidden fountain, their soul is restored, and their interest in all things revives. Wife and children are dear again, and home is much desired ; and as the art- ist points his pencil, and the scholar takes out his book, the caravan dissolves in friendly talk and flowing soul. And, reader, like that desert route, your daily toil is a life-wasting drudgery. Resumed morning by morning, and followed hour by hour, it drains the strens^th and dries the soul. But at the end of every weekly march, behold yon green oasis ! Like palm-tree shadow, behold the welcome which the rest-day waves ! And as it bids you eat and drink 12 134 The happy home. abundantly, do yon obey the genial ^ign. Turn in to tarry beneath the refreshful canopy, and yon will find the recompense in a r«^plenished henrt and a renovated home ; and as, full of heaven's peace and strength, you issue from its sweet asylum, you will resume life's journey rejoicing. But thou^rh we have mentioned the uses of the sabbath first, we must not forget its obligation. If you have got a healthy mind — one conscientious, and dutiful, and right with God — your main question will ever be, not, What is for my interest? but what is rio;ht? what would God have me to do? You will have no fear but that duty and interest will in the long run coin- ciile ; still, you will perceive a positive and imniediate pleasure in obedience ; it will be vour meal and drink to do the will of your Fii'Jier in heaven. And on this subject, the will of God is plain and peremptory. As early as the creation of the human race, he showed his purpose regarding the sab- bath. " On the seventh day, God ended THE OASIS. 135 his work which he had made ; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made ; and God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it ; because that in it he had rested from all his work which God created and made." And ac- cordingly, when, in all the pomp of Mount Sinai, that moral law was given which has ever since been the great standard of right and wrong, the fourth of the ten command- ments was, "Remember the sabbath-day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor and do all thy work ; but the seventh day is the sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy man-servant, nor thy maid-servant, nor thy cattle, nor the stran^^er that is within thy gates. For in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the seventh day: wherefore the Lord blessed the sabbath-day and hallovred it. And all through, from the first book of the Bible to the last, we find the primeval blessing still 136 THE HAPPY HOME. following the day, and the people of God devoutly keeping it. And perhaps there is no command which a special Providence has more signally guarded — none, the ob- servance of which God has crowned with a more abundant recompense — and none of which the violation has been followed by a swifter or sorer frown. The will of God is clear ; the command is plain and full ; and it is not easy to estimate his guilt who tramples under foot an institution clothed with such divine authority, and fraught with such divine benignity. And now the question comes round, how are we to spend the day so as to fulfil its Author's gracious purposes? Among sabbatic employments, the most obvious is the public and private worship of God. On other days you have little time for meditation and prayer ; but on a sabbath morning you have leisure. Take your bible, read a portion, and think over it. In prayer, try to remember the sins and errors of the week, and ask pardon for THE OASIS. 137 the Saviour's sake ; and try to recall your recent mercies, and, as you reckon them one by one, bless the Lord for his benefits. And consider what farther blessings you stand in need of, and with humble earnest- ness implore them from that munificent Giver who bestows so bounteously, and *' who upbraideth not." And if you have a household, let prayer and a passage of God's word begin your family day ; and then let all resort to the house of God to- gether ; and when there, not only should you listen to the messages and lessons which God's minister brings you, but seek to put your whole heart into the services of prayer and praise. The thing which has made you sometimes feel dull in a place of worship, was, that you did not worship. Yoin- body was there, but your mind was everywhere. Pray that God would fix your tlioughts ; and if you be all ear when the chapter is read and the sermon preached, ail voice when the psalms are sung, and all heart when the prayers 12* 138 THE HAPPY HOME. are offered, yov will not weary at the time and the hallowed effect will follow you home. A great help toward spending the Lord's day rightly is a well-selected library. From a friend yon may borrow a good book, now and then ; but it is desirable to have a little stock of your own. It would be a great matter if you conld compass a book like "Henry's Commentary," or the commen- tary published by the Tract society; for, besides throwing great liglit on the Bible, it would fnrnish you with endless Sunday reading. And if you wish to get solid and extensive acquaintance with sacred truth, you can not do better than master "Dwight's System of Theology." We have known working men who did so. Books like the " Pilgrim's Progress,'* and " D'Aubigne's History of the Reforma- tion," the Lives of Henry Martyn, and John Newton, and Colonel Gardiner, "Abbott's Young Christian," "Williams's Missionary Enterprise in the South Seas," THE OASIS. 139 and "Moffat's Labors in Africa," — such books would be interesting to the young folk, as well as instructive to yourself. And it would be well to possess and read prayerfully such books as *' Pike's Persua- sives to Early Piety," and " James's Anx- ious Inquirer," and " Baxter's Saint's Everlasting Rest." All these books have been published in cheap forms ; and in shops where they sell books second-hand, you may get the largest of them for very little money. And the man who has such companions in his house, and who has any real earnestness about his immortal soul, will find ways and means to spend profit- ably each returning sabbath. And in order to make it a cheerful day to your children, you would do well to enter zealously into their sabbath employ- ments. It is likely that you send them to the Sunday-school ; but the punctuality with which they attend, and the proficiency which they exhibit there, depend very much on their parents. If you invite them to 140 THE HAPPY HOME. repeat to you their hymns and other les- sons — and if they find that diligence is rewarded, not only by a teacher's love, but by a father's smile — they will ply their tasks with new vivacity. And, as a reward of good conduct, you might read over to them, or allow them to read to you, one of the little books they bring home. Chil- dren are, in general, fond of music; and you might sometimes spend half an hour very sweetly in singing psalms or hymns t02:eiher. o Addressing our industrious fellow-citi- zens, we can not close without warning them against a twofold jeopardy, which presently threatens the day marked off by God for the laborer's leisure. There is an attempt on the part of some wealthy men to buy up the sabbath of the poor, and there is a tendency on the part of some working men to pilfer the sabbath of their fellow-workmen. Rich men, hasting to be- come still richer, are anxious to receive their letters on the Lord's day; and in THE OASIS. 141 order to save time for business, they wish to perform their journeys on that day; and to increase the profits of their investments in railways, and steamers, and tea-gardens, and rural taverns, they are anxious to create among the working classes a taste for Sun- day trips and pleasure parties. They bribe the engineer and the letter-carrier ; and, for the rich man's money, these workmen barter their sabbath ; and they tempt the town artisan and the city shopman, and, for the sake of the cheap excursion or the merry ploy, the artisan and shopman are enticed to squander both their money and their souls. On the other hand, from improvidence, or indolence, or some other cause, the sab- bath morning finds many working people with no food in their houses, and, going out to purchase it, they compel their fel- low-workmen — the grocers, and butchers, and bakers, and their assistants — to toil in their service half the sabbath-day ; while other workmen hie away to the river or the 142 THE HAPPT HOME. railway station, and compel another class of their fellow-workmen — sailors, and en- gine-drivers, and waiters in taverns — to toil till midni;[!:ht in snpplying them with pleasure. And in this way, in the capital of the kingdom, there are 20,000 people working in shops, and at least as many more connected with public conveyances and places of public entertainment, who never know a sabbath. And where are the robbers who have wrenched from these British citizens their birthright of a weekly repose? Who are the tyrants who thus grind the faces of the poor? We grieve to swer — poor men — working men. Now, recollecting that the sabbath is the poor man's day — that it is the providen- tial bulwark against over-production and under-pay ment — that it is the grand restor- ative of the laborer's wasted strength and spirits, and the reviver of his domestic joys — that it is, in short, the palladium of his present and eternal happiness, — and recollecting, farther, that if the poor lend it THE OASIS. 143 to one another, they must soon sell it to the rich, and by-and-by do seven days' work for the six days' pay, — we put it to yourselves, if the workman who makes a merchandise of his sabbath is not a traitor to his class? And, leaving religious con- siderations out of view, we ask if the laborer who spurns the filthy lucre offered for his sabbath hours, and who, perhaps, sacrifices a good situation over and above — we ask, if, instead of being jeered for his scruples, he does not deserve the thanks of all his fellows, as the Hampden or the Tell of industrial freedom ? So far as the Sunday excursion goes, the workman forfeits little who does without it. *' As it is not all gold that glitters, neither is it all true pleasure that usurps the name. There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are tlie ways of death. Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful, and the end of that mirth is heaviness. Never shall I forget the mourn- ful accents with which a condemned crim- 144 THE HAPPY HOME. inal, shortly before he was executed, said in my hearing, that his crime:* began with small thefts and pleasure excursion- on the Lord's day."* To us, no excursion is pleasure which is not pleasant when ended. But in what does the pleasure of the Sun- day ploy consist next morning? Is it in the choice friendships you have made, or the sum which you have added to your savings? Is it in the additional energy which bulges in your muscles, and the lim- pid clearness with which the stream of thought and feeling flows ? Or is it in the great calm which fills your conscience — the happy thought how much you have done for God and for your fellow-men ? Or is it in the unwonted neatness with which your habitation smiles on your return, and the fresh alacrity with which you resume the morrow's task? "I lodged," says a shrewd observer, " within a stone-cast of the great Manchester and Birmingham rail- * Dr. King's Words to the Working Classes on the Sabbath Question. THE OASIS. 145 way. I could hear the roarina: of the trains alono; the line, from morninir- till near mid- day, and during the whole afternoon ; and, just as the evening was setting in, I saun- tered down to the gate by which a return train was discharging its hundreds of pas- sengers, fresh from the sabbath amusements of the country, that T might see how they looked. There did not seem much of enjoyment about the wearied and some- what draggled groups : they wore, on the contrary, rather an unhappy physiognomy, as if they had missed spending the day quite to their minds, and were now return- ing, sad and disappointed, to the round of toil from which it ought to have proved a sweet interval of relief. A congregation just dismissed from hearing a vigorous dis- course, would have borne, to a certainty, a more cheerful air."* Our reader has likely tried the plan of Sunday diversions already. Have they made you a healthier or a happier man? • Hugh Miller's First Impressions of England. 13 146 THE HAPPY HOME. Have they made you richer, or a more respected member of society? Or have they not consumed a large amount of your hard-won earnings, and often sent you to Monday's toils more weary than you lefl them on Saturday night ? Have they iioi involved you with worthless and abandoned acquaintances, and sometimes left on your mind a gloomy foreboding and a guilty fear? And do you never tremble to think what the end of these things iHust be? Many a Sunday tiip has had for its ter- minus the jail, the convict-ship, the scaffold. Many a broken sabbath has been the first step in a career which ended in drunken- ness, in theft, in murder. And every sub- bath-breaker is going forward to the bar of God. Dear reader, accept as a timely message these friendly lines. Seek pardon for the past, and, in the Lord's strength, make trial of the better way. For the sake of a peaceful conscience, for the sake of a prosperous week, for the sake of a hapi)y home, for the sake of an approving God, THE OASIS. 147 " Remember the sabbatli-day, to keep it holy ;" and you will shortly prove the truth of the promise, " If thou turn away thy foot from the sabbath, from doing thy pleasure on my holy day, and call the sabbath a de- light, the holy of the Lord, honorable ; and shalt honor him. not doing thine own ways, nor finding thine own pleasure, nor speak- ing thine own words : then shalt thou de- light thyself in the Lord, and I will cause thee to ride upon the high places of the earth, and feed thee with the heritage of Jacob, thy father ; for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it." THE FIRESIDE. In Southern Europe they have no house- hold fires ; but when there is snow on the mountains, or ice in the wiqd, they get a chafing-dish, and comfort their toes with glowing chJircoal. And in Russia and the north, so fiercely blows the winter-blast, that they are fain to defend themselves from behind an intrenchment of flues, and stoves, and fire-clay furnaces. And it is only our own happy clime, so crisp in the morning, and so mild at the winter-noon, which rejoices in that glorious institution, the open hearth and blazing ingle. As to the fuel or the style of the fire- place, we have no sectarian feeling. The old English method is to adjust in a vast chimney a log of pine, with a few support- ing fagots ; and as the flame leaps, and roars, and crackles on a clear night in some THE UNEXPECTED GREETING. Page 167. THE FIRESIDE. 149 lofty banquet-hall, it makes a right baronial blaze. In as far as it needs no grate, this plan is rather econonnical ; but as it also needs a scrand nnansion, with turrets on the top and an ancient forest round it, the saving is somewhat counterbalanced. And a good fire may be made by flanking a few peats with a lump of coke or anthracite; and if it be Wales or the Highlands, and if there be rime on ihe ground and frozen rooks on the tree, the blue smoke is beau- tiful, and the turfy odor delicious. But for us in London, where peats are as dear as penny loaves, it is a great satisfaction to know that they yield a profusion of dust. It was a " bonny" fire to which King James treated his wealthy subject, George Heriot; and still " bonnier," in the eyes of a needy prince, was the fire with which the gold- smith repaid his hospitality, next morning, when he fed the flame, not with billets of cedar, but with the king's " promises to pay." And very beautiful is the mountain of blazing splints, with a torch of candle- 13* 150 THE HAPPT HOME. conl in the front of them, — like the mir- rored sun in a golden temple of Peru — such as may be seen in Lanarkshire or Durham, or some other ij^neous paradise, flingintr throujjh all the recesses of a min^hty farm-kitchen its wealth of revealing flame. But bonfires like these are beyond the reach of authors and readers on the banks of the Thames ; and therefore we set down a recipe which our wife acquired from our younger brother, and which we have often found very seductive about ten o'clock at night : — *' Take three or four fragments of walls- end ; lay them together ; and when thor- oughly lighted, take the tongs, and place tenderly over them all the large cinders from under the grate ; and then over the cinders, and layer by layer, shovel every particle of ashes, as carefully as if it were diamond dust ; and in half an hour the skilful concrete will be one huge and ardent ruby. Then talk, read, or darn stockings ; and wonder which is happiest, THE FIRESIDE. 151 you or the queen." Besides greatly light- ening the dustman's labors next morning, this device will be found a great saving of fuel. And as for the fireplace, please your- selves. We have never seen any which we liked so well as the Carron grate in our own nursery, some ages agone. - On either panel a cast-metal shepherd played on a cast-metal pipe ; and on the shining hob there often simmered a few prunes or a honey posset, which a kind-hearied aunt had provided for our frequent colds ; and in some retreat below it a mouse had found a cozy hermitage, and every time that they stirred the fire the mouse came out, and then ran back again as soon as the pother was over. We often wonder what has become of the grate and the mouse : we know too well what has become of the nursery. But, after all, the charm of an English hearth is neither polished bars nor blazing brands, but the true and loving faces which 152 THE HAPPY HOME. il shines upon. Its charm is the conjugal affection, tne parental hope, the filial piety, the neighhorly 2;ood-will, which cluster round it and form the fireside. Judging, however, by hints which we have occasionally received — chiefly from our lady readers — there is room for im- provement in many of the " Homes of England." We will not betake ourselves to the indolent subterfuge of saying that there are faults on either side ; but shall let our fair correspondents speak for them- selves, and shall then offer a few sug- gestions for the good of our readers in general. " TO MR. HAPPY HOxME. *' Sir : If you wish your paper to be of any use, you must come nearer the point. Hitherto I consider it a perfect failure, and without it improves very much I shall give up taking it in. I wish you would speak to my husband. Tell him that a woman can not always be cleaning of a house, if THE FIRESIDE. 153 as soon as the mop is out of her hand, a great boor comes tramping up stairs, with all Holborn sticking to his heels. Tell him that it is time for him to be doing something better for his family. I have heard of bricklayers who became master- builders in no time ; and I certainly did not expect that my husband should be wearing a leather apron up to this pre- cious time of day. And if he does not wish me to become a perfect fright, tell him to get me a new bonnet. " I am, yours, &c., " Catharina Crumpet Cayenne." " Sir, my husband Is a bruit, he keps a keb. he takes car to feed his horse, and to get a good diner for himself, but he leaves me Witliout enuf to by a morsle. now, sir, i takes verry bad with this, for i been a Cook and always yused to my wittles kumfortabal Before i marry this Great bear. " Betsey Capers." 154 THE HAPPT HOME. ** Sir : Five years ao;o I was one of the happiest women in England, for I was then united to one who loved me, and of whose affection I was proud. And though I know that I was very imperfect, yet, for Robert's sake, I was constantly striving to improve. It was all my pleasure to hear St. Pancras strike six, for then I knew that a few min- utes would bring him home, and the room would be tidy, and the kettle would be sindno^, and somethin": would be readv for Robert to look at, or something that needed nis help before it could be finished. And he was always so handy: in those evening hours he made the cradle for our little boy, and a green-painted Venetian to keep out the sun at our southern window. And many a beautiful book have we gone through, reading it aloud by turns. But, for a good while past, a change has come over my dear husband. He has not taken to drinking, or anything really bad ; but he has got so fond of politics. He is a fine scholar and an orator; and at first I was THE FIRESIDE. 155 vain to think that the club could not do without him. But I must now confess, sir, that it takes up all his thoughts. He has not the same spirit for his work, and I have very little of his company. Last night he came in for his tea in a sad hurry, and swallowed it without speaking a word, for he was engaged to one of these meetings. And I fear that I looked cross, for, as he put on his hat, he spoke to me in a way that my Robert never spoke to me before. Tell him, dear sir, that I was not sulking: I was thinking of our happy evenings, and how he might now be giving a lesson to our little George. . iVnd tell him, that if he will only give his wife some of those sweet hours he did not use to grudge, she will strive to deserve them better. I am not clever enough to understand, as he does, the affairs of the nation, but I quite agree with him in wishing all to be free and happy. " Excuse me for not giving my name ; but allow me to subscribe myself, yours respect- fully, '* A Keeper at Home." 156 THE HAPPY HOME. It is the difficult task of the workman's wife to make the fireside an attractive and improvino; place — a place round which husbands and sons will be s^lad to gather when the work of the day is done. And in attempting this, you may possibly find assistance in the followins^ hints : — 1. Be tidy. — Some wives, who are suf- ficiently industrious, have no talent for neat- ness. They are constantly scrubbinir and scouring, and they keep chairs and tables marching and counter-marcliinix from one apartment to another; but, except the tur- moil at the time, and the humid exhalations afterward, there are no products of their ill-directed energy; in a day or two, all is the same dirt and disorder as ever. Oth- ers, you do not know when their house- cleaning is done, for you never find them worried and in dishabille ; but, somehow, their furniture always finds its proper place ; their hearth is always bright, and a limpid daylight always looks in at their unsullied window. THE FIRESIDE. 157 Few things are more apt to send a man to the playhouse or tavern, than a filthy or uproarious fireside. When he comes home in the evening, and finds his apartment a chaos of frowzy garments, and broken dish- es, and potato parings, and squalling chil- dren ; or a laundry steaming with wet linen, and fragrant with soap-suds, he is very apt to light his pipe and sally forth in search of a more cheerful scene. And, therefore, every woman who would save her husband from the gin-shop nnd bad company, should contrive to get all her bustle and rough work completed betimes, and have a trim and smiling chamber awaiting his return.* 2. Be thriftij. — The picture of an indus- trious and frugal housewife was sketched * There are now wash-houses provided in many places, where, for a payment of twopence or threepence, an ac- tive woman may do all the washing of an ordinary fam- ily in a few hours. Hot water, drying apparatus, smooth- ing irons, and a mangle are provided ; and besides all the economy of time and money, the linen is dried without being soiled, and your own abode is saved the horrors of the weekly ablution. 14 158 THE HAPPY HOME. by an inspired pencil long ago, and many a Scotch and English matron might be quoted who has gone far to repeat the original. " Who can find a virtuous wom- an V for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms. She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff. She is not afraid of the snow for her household ; for all her household are doubly clothed. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land. She openeth her mouth with wisdom ; and in her tono^ue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up and call her blessed ; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favor is deceitful, and THE FIRESIDE. 159 beauty is vain ; but a woman that feareth the Lord she shall he praised."* A man may work ever so hard ; but, if his wife be not a good manager, no money will preserve his children from rags, nor his abode from wretchedness. And if, after all his earnings, he comes home to a joyless lodging; if, before he can obtain liis sup- per, he has to go in search of his gossiping helpmeet, and by the way picks from the gutter his tattered son and heir; if he finds that his wife is too fine a lady to handle the broom or the neeiUe ; if he is ashamed when a neighbor drops in, or if, for want of a time- ly stitch, he himself can scarcely venture out, he is sure to grow abject or broken- hearted. He perceives that it is of little moment whether, at the end of the week, he brings home half-a-sovereign or half-a- crown, and sees no use in procuring gay dresses and bright ribands, which only render more grotesque the scare-crows around him. On the other hand, he must * Proverbs xxxi. 160 THE HAPPY HOME. be a mean-spirited mortal who can see the wife of his youth toiling and striving to se- cure respectability and comfort for himself and his household, without straining his every nerve to help her. A savage may be content to bask in the sunshine, and look on while the mother of his children is catching fish or planting yams; but in Eng- land we trust there are few of these lazy churls. And we have known of instances not a few where a man has been reclaimed from idle or self-indulgent habits by the in- fluence of a judicious and warm-hearted wife. The following is an instance, which we the more gladly give, because it occurred in the sister isle : — " One day," says Mrs. Hall, " we en- tered a cottage in the suburbs of Cork : a young woman was knitting stockings at the door. It was as neat and comfortable as any in the most prosperous districts of Eng- land. We tell her brief story in her own words, as nearly as we can recall them : " ' My husband is a wheelwright, and THE FIRESIDE. 161 always earns his guinea a week ; he was a good workman, but the love of drink was so strong in him, and it wasn't often he brought me more than five shillings out of his one pound on a Saturday night, and it broke my heart to see the children too ragged to send to school, to say nothing of the starved look they had, out of the little I could give them. Well, God be praised, he took the pledge, and the next Sunday he laid twenty-one shillings upon the chair you sit upon ! Oh, didn't I give thanks upon my bended knees that night ! " ' Still I was fearful it would not last, and I spent no more than the five shilhngs I used to, saying to myself, May be the money will be more wanted than it is now ! Well, tlie next week he brought me the same, and tlie next, and the next, until eight weeks had passed ; and, glory to God, there was no change for the bad in my husband ! and all the while he never asked me why there was nothing better for him out of his earnings. So I felt there was no fear foi 14* /^ 162 THE HAPPY HOME. him, and the ninth week, when he came home to me, I had this table and these six chairs, one for myself, four for the children, and one for him ; and I was dressed in a new gown, and the children all had new clothes and shoes and stockings, and upon his chair T put a bran new suit, and upon his plate, I put the bill and receipt for them all, just the eight sixteen shillings, the cost that I'd -aved out of his wages, not know- ing what might happen, and that always went for drink. And he cried, good lady and gen- tleman, he cried like a baby, but 'twas with thanks to God ; and now where's a healthier man than my husband in the whole county of Cork, or a happier wife than myself, or decenter or better fed children than my own?'" 3. Keep a good temper. — Nothing can be more vexatious than a smoky fireside. A cold wind is sifting through the passage, and a handful of moist brushwood is sputtering under the coals, and just when you hope that it is about to kindle, a black tornado THE FIRESIDE. 163 comes whirling down the vent, and, as sooty flakes and Egyptian darkness fill the air, eyes water, nostrils tingle, the baby screams, gi and mother coughs, the sash flies open, Boreas enters, and the cat disgusted leaves the room. And like that smoking chimney is the house whose presiding genius is swift to wrath, or sullen. Jaded with work, or harassed by the day's cross accidents ; often drenched in the rain, or draggled by the world's rough usage, the man of toil wends homeward. "Ha, ha !" he says, " I shall soon be warm : I shall see the fire." But, alas ! the fuel is green, and the chimney does not draw. Displeased by some un- toward incident, or in a fretful humor, his yoke-fellow receives him with reproaches, or a frown, or treats him to long and troub- lous stories ; and instead of the bright solace and glowing comfort, on which he vainly counted, he watches the smouldering wrath and its swelling puffs, till, in despair, he flings down the bellows, and rushes into the smokeless tempest out of doors. 164 THE HAPPY HOME. No doubt a wife has many things to vex her. Your work is hard. Your cares are many. You have a host of things to nian- age ; things so minute that you are not thanked if they all go right, but at the same time so weighty that you are exceedingly upbraided if the least of them goes wrong. And when your foot is on the cradle, and the saucepan is boiling over, and the last torn garment engages either hand, a hungry boy or an impatient husbnnd rushes in shout- ing for his dinner and a dozen other things directly. And in the midst of all that worry, nothing is so natuial as to fume and scold and lose your temper; but in the midst of all that worry, nothing were so noble as to remain serene, and self-possessed, and cheerful. And if you seek help from God, he will enable you to possess your soul in patience. He can give you peace and sprightliness, and make you the ventilator of tlie smoky chamber. Amid surrounding tumult, he can supply you with soft words and gentle looks, and, like the bird of fable, THE FIRESIDE. 165 make your very presence the antidote of storms. He can give you that cheerful countenance which doeth good like a medi- cine — a medicine which, if it does the patient good, does still more good to those by whorrt it is administered. 4. Cultivate jjcr son (d piety. — It is a great matter for a wife and a mother to be intel- ligent and well-informed ; for without this she can not exert a lasting ascendency over her children, nor be the fit associate of a thouiJ:htful and strono^-minded husband. But more important than a cultivated understand- ing is a sanctified heart. Of all possessions the most permanent, it is of all influences the most powerful; for even those who hate it most bitterly are constrained to yield it a constant though reluctant homage. Does any matter cause you grief? Like Hannah, that " woman of a sorrowful spirit," lay it before the Lord, and your countenance will be no more sad. Does any course of con- duct perplex you ? " In all thy ways ac- knowledge Him, and He will direct thy 166 THE HAPIT HOME. Steps." Is any undertaking completed, and can you personally do no more in order to promote it? "Commit tliy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shtdl be establish- ed." Do you wish to be blameless in your personal demeanor and thorough in domes- tic fluties? Take for your guide the Word of God ; and " when thou goest it shall lead thee ; when thou sleepest it shall keep thee ; and when thou awakest it shall talk with thee." Are you anxious to prepossess in favor of piety tlie mind of your partner? Tlien " be in subjection to your own hus- band ; that if any obey not the Word, they also may without the Word be won by the conversation of the wives ; while they be- hold your chaste conversation coupled with fear (that is, your modest and respectful demeanor). And let your adorning be, not that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel ; but let it be the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price." THE FIRESIDE. 167 Of all your duties the most arduous i> the right training- of your offspring. It is a duty which mainly devolves on you. Of all others, a mother is most constantly with her children, and of all influences her teaching, her examf)le, and her prayers, are the like- liest to decide their future character. Last summer a famous German writer died. His young days were the winter of his life; for, when a few weeks old he had lost his mother, and in all his rude tossings from place to place he had fallen in with no kind welcomes nor any gentle woids. Bnt somehow he contrived to get to college, and was cramming his mind with such dry learn- ing as colleges can give, when one stormy night in the Christmas recess, he stopped at a country inn. " As I entered the par- lor darkened by the evening twilight, I was suddenly wrapped in an unexpected em- brace, while amid showers of tears and kis- ses I heard these words, ' Oh ! my child — my dear child!' Though I knew that this greeting was not for me, yet the mother- 168 THE HAPPY HOME. ly pressure seemed to me the herald of bet- ter days, the beautiful welcome to a new and better world, and a sweet trembling passed over me. As soon as lis^hted can- dles came in, the illusion vanished. The modest hostess started from me in some consternation ; then looking at me with smilinfj embarrassment, she told me that my height exactly corresponded to that of her son, whom she expected home lliat nis^ht from a distant school. As he did not arrive that nio^ht she tended and served me with a loving cordiality, as if to make amends to herself for tlie disappointment of his ab- sence. The dainties which she had pre- pared for him she bestowed on me, and next morning she packed up a supply of provisions, procured me a place in the dili- gence, wrapped me up carefully against frost and rain, and refusing to impoverish my scanty purse by taking any payment, dismissed me with tender admonitions and motherly farewells. Yet all this kindness was bestowed, not on rae, but on the image THE FIRESIDE. 169 of her absent son ! Such Is a mother's heart! lean not describe the feeUngs with which I lefi the village. My whole being was in a strange delicious confusion." And in point of fact that motherly embrace had opened in the bosom of the orphan boy the fountain of pleasant fancies and noble feelings which have rendered Henry Zchokke the most popular story-writer, and one of the ti'uest patriots, in all his fatherland. It was the only night when he had ever known a home, and from that brief hour he carried enough away to give a friendly aspect to mankind, and a joyful purpose to his future life. And, like the kind hostess, your own heart is full of motherly affection. Let it freely forth. Let your children feel how fondly you yearn toward them, and what a delight it is to you to see and make them happy. This affection is a logic which the dullest can understand, and it will insure the swiftest compliance with your wishes. 15 170 THE HAPPT HOME. This cord of love is of arfl chains the longest lasting; the most vicious can not break it, and even when you yourself are mouldering in the cla} it will moor the wayward spirit to your memory, and keep it from much sin. Therefore, see to it — not only that you love them, but that you make them conscious of your lovingness. And then, by the attraction of your own tenderness, seek to draw them into ihe love of God. If your own be the right religion, the living God will be your chiefest joy. You will look up to him as your father and friend, and will desire to move through your dwelling and travel through the world in the light of his constant complacency. And if you have got this length — if through the great Atonement you have got into the peace of God — there will be Bible lessons in all you do, and a living gospel in your gentle looks. Your children will perceive that to love God is the true way to be happy, and whatever else it may accomplish, they will learn to associate the religion of Jesus with THE FIRESIDE. 171 a dear parent's shining face and blameless walk. But, after all, if you wish to exert a hal- lowing influence on your children now, and if you would see them give themselves to God in the dew of their youth, you must abound in prayer as your surest and most unfailing resource. We speak of adamant and other substances as hard to fuse ; we forget that the hardest of all is human will. To bring the will of your little child to the bending or melting point, needs a softening poW' r none other than the grace of God. We speak of locks which are hard to open ; we foro-et that the most intricate of all is the heart of man. It has wards and windings into which even a mother's love can not in- sinuate, and of which God's spirit only knows the way. And wherefore is it that God has given you this vehement solicitude for your children's souls, while at the same time he shows you that you can not there introduce the truths which you love, nor there enshrine the Saviour whom you your- 172 THE HAPPT HOME. self adore ? Wherefore, but to shut you up in lowly dependence and earnest expec- tancy to Him who hath the key of David, and who, when his set time comes, will open the door and take conclusive posses- sion ? And surely, among all the suppli- cations which reach the mercy-seat, there is none more welcome than the cry of a be- lieving parent for her darling child. Sure- ly, there is none which the great High Priest will present with a more gracious alacrity, or the God and Father of our Lord Jesus hear with a more divine benignity. And of all the petitions filed in the court of heaven, there is surely none less likely to be forgotten, nor one which, should you meanwhile quit this praying-ground, you may leave more confidently to the care and love of your Advocate within the vail. But by far the happiest home is that whose heads, like Zacharias and Elisabeth, are of one mind, and who walk in the statutes and ordinances of God together. Tn that case, you will be able to take counsel together, THE FIRESIDE. 173 and aid one another in the anxious business of teaching and training your children. Your prayers on their behalf will ascend in concert. The example of the one will not neutralize the instructions of the other ; and whichsoever is first summoned away vVill have the comfort of knowing that the \^ork will not stop when their teacher dies. Having, therefore, said so much to wives and mothers, we may perhaps be allowed, ere closing this number, to offer a few friendly hints to fathers and husbands. But what better hints can we tender than the plain directions given in the Bible long ago? That Bible bids married people be mu- tually respectful. It requires the wife to *' reverence her husband," and the husband is enjoined to " give honor to the wife." One day, when Oberlin was eighty years of age, in climbing a mountain he was obliged to lean on his son-in-law, while his wife, less infirm, walked behind by herself. But, meeting some of his parishioners, the 15* 174 THE HAPPY HOME. good pastor felt so awkward at this appa- rent lack of i^allantry, that he stopped to explain the reason. Was it not a fine fejiture in the old \vortl)y's character, and would it not be well for the world if it con- tained more of this Christian chivalry? Would it not be well if it contained more of those hallowed unions, where people see to the last with the same admirini^ and affectionate eyes with which they first learned to love one another? And would there not be more of these unions if people learned to love one another " in the Lord" — if the attachment wliich ori urinated in good sense, and congenial taste, and moral worth, were perpetuated in Christian principle? Piety softens the feelings and refines the sentiments. It renders its possessor "cour- teous and kindly affectioned." And of that courtesy and kind affection, who is the rightful object, if it be not his nearest earthly frit^nd ? On a Saturday night you may have no- ticed a firm-built fellow stalking along, with THE FIRESIDE. 175 his pipe in his cheek and his hands in his pockets, while a forlorn creature limped after him, shifting from one tired arm to another the laden market-basket. And in choosing a companion for life, you were sorry that the lazy rascal had not thought of a donkey. But you spent the next hour with a shop- mate in his own abode ; and whether it were to display the meekness of his wan and timid consort, or to give you an august idea of himself as a lord of creation, you can not tell ; but he always spoke to her with such fierce contempt and vengeful bit- terness, that you felt, Happy cobbler's lap- stone ! Happy torn slipper, adorning but not confining that cobbler's fantastic toe ! Happy target on which the steam-gun flat- tens fifty balls per minute ! Happy anvil on which Vulcan repaired old thunderbolts! Happy all the things which people thump and thwack and tread upon ! Happier than helpless woman with feelings thus down- trampled ! Happier than the wife whose weary lot it is to be the anvil of an angry 176 THE HAPPY HOME. temper, the target of a fiery tongue ! Yea, happier she who, like Indian squaw, lugs at her master's heels the heavy load, her- self the truck and dray — the porter and parcel-van ! It filled you with burning indignation ; and we esteem you none the less for that manly shame. It assures us that, in your own dwelling, we shall not find you the cold-hearted or coarse-minded despot; and it tells us that you are blessed with a part- ner whom you are proud " to have and to hold, to love and to cherish." " Oh, well is thee, and happy shalt thou be." Happy are you to retain the refinement and elevation of character, and the youthful- ness of affection, which make the husband still the lover ; and happy are you to have a wife so true, and wise, and self-denied, that to care for her comfort and share her society are still as delightful as when first she gave you her troth. And yet, dear sirs, how hard it is to reach the Bible standard of conjugal devoted- THE FIRESIDE. 177 ness ! So lofty is that standard, that it seems fitter for a pulpit text than for quota- tion in this familiar paper. *' Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ loved the church, and gave himself for it, that he might sanc- tify it, and present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot or wrinkle, or any such thing ; but that it should be holy and without blemish." Think of this. The Saviour loved the church in order to make it holy. His love was not only self-sacri- ficing, but it was hallowing. Its tendency and effect were to make its objects better. And those who are joined in your sacred relation are to take this divine example as the model of their love. You must seek the improvement of one another. The consciousness of sins and defects in his dis- ciples did not cool toward them the Saviour's affection. It only excited his tender saga- city and faithful skill to attempt their remo- val ; and by gracious methods, one by one, he cured their infirmities. There was no arrogance in his tone, no disdain in his 178 THE HAPPY HOME. spirit ; no liasie nor vexation in his man- ner ; but so mollifying was his gentleness, and so mild was his sanctity, that when he healed the fault he did not hurt the feelings. And had we something of his high purpose, there would be little danger of affection de- caying. There would be' no risk of fault- finding, and no temptation to connive at sin. Reproofs would not break tlie head ; and there would be no longer need that love should be blind. And let us hope that you will contribute a father's authority to a mother's tenderness in the effort to bring up a devout and pious family. We trust that there is no need to inscribe the deprecating sentence on your door.* We trust that yours is a family which calls upon God's name. Teach your children to be loving and generous to one another, and promptly obedient to their * Alluding to the words chalked on the doors of in- fected houses during the plaj^ue of London, Philip Hen- ry used to say, " If the worship of God be not in the house, write, ' Lord, have mercy upon us !' on the door." THE FIRESIDE. 179 mother and you. Seek to fill their minds with veneration of God, and with early ab- horrence of sin. See to it that your own conductbe obviously ruled by Bible maxims, and let your appeal be direct and freijuent " to the law and to the testimony." Sustain no frivolous excuse for absence at the hour of prayer, and try by all means to endear the sanctuary. Like the good citizen, sung by transatlantic bard :* — " His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His foce is like the tan ; His brow IS wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. " He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray and preach ; He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice." Which leads us to notice, lastly, that nothing makes the fireside so cheerful as ^ * Longfellow's " Village JtJlacksmith." 180 THE HAPPY HOME. blessed hope beyond it. Even when you sit most lovini^ly there — though the daily task is completely done, and the infant in the cradle is fast asleep — though this is Saturday night, and to-morrow is the day of rest — though the embers are bright, and from its fat and poppling fountain in yon coal the jet of gas flames up like a silver cimiter; and though within your little chamber all is peace, and warmth, and snug repose — the roaring gusts and ratding drops remind you that it still is winter in the world. A.nd when that withered leaf tapped and fluttered on the window, mother, why was it that your cheek grew pale, and some- thing glistened in your eye? You thought it perhaps might come from the churchyard sycamore, and it sounded like a messenger from little Helen's grave. It said, "Father and mother, think of me." Yes, dreary were the homes of earth were it not for the home in Heaven. But see to it that your- selves be the Saviour's followers, and then to you he says, " Let not your heart be THE FIRESIDE. 181 troubled ! In my Father's house are manj mansions : I go to prepare a place for you." And when you come to love that Saviour rightly, you will love one another better, moie truly, and more tenderly. And, trusting to meet again in that world where . they neither marry nor are given in mar- riage, a purifying hope and a lofty affection will hallow your union on earth. And, if not inscribed above your mantel-shelf, there will at least be written in your deepest self the motto, sent to his bride by that illustrious scholar, Bengel : — " Jesus in heaven ; Jesus in the heart ; Heaven in the heart; The heart in heaven." 16 DAY-DREAMS. Caspar Rauchbilder was a German, abstruse of mind, and able of body. From his ancestors he inherited a blond complex- ion and a talent for boilin": siio^ar, so that he had no trouble in acquirinji; either. His calling he piir^^ued far eastward of London's famous lower, somewhere near the docks, and where many chimneys feed the murky air of Wappino;. But the thick atmosphere suited Caspar's thouichtful turn ; it favored mental abstraction, and kept aloof tho-;e obtrusive materialisms which he deemed the main obstacles to transcendental dis- covery. His favorite motto was, " Ex fiano dare luce?n ;^^* and, in order to en- hance the partial opacity of his abode, he plied a perpetual meerschaum. He used to say that it was no wonder that the ^^yp- * "Smoke is the sire of light;" — a witty allusion U, the lampblack in printers' ink. LOSING BY RELIGION DAY-DREAMS. 183 tians were the wisest nation of antiquity, after three days of such glorious darkness as they had once enjoyed ; and he often thought that if, like a celebrated lawyer, he could live in a cavern, he would yet be able to throw some light on the world. It was the ninth of November, and Cas- par's more frivolous companions had gone to the lord-mayor's show. They went, but they saw it not. Like the railway train, which dives from rustic gaze into the heart of a mountain, the show was tunnel- ing its invisible progress through the heart of a London fog, and it was only by the snort of trombones and the racket of drums that Cockaigne was conscious when civic majesty passed along. Our sage found higher employment for the holyday. Just as the candle in a sixpenny cathedral — such as Italian stucco merchants display on area-rails — just as that candle begins to come red and green through the colored windows, when evening shrouds the city, and street-lamps are being lit, so Caspar 184 THE HAPPY HOME. was conscious this misly day of bright gleams in his censorinm; and he deter- mined on improving the inward light. Be- fore the fire he hung a shaggy coat, which he called a bosom friend ; and it deserved the name. The bosom friend was some- what damp, for the fog had beaded all the nap with a dirty dew. And on the table Caspar placed a German sausage and a dish of Hamburg kraut. But, ere clog- ging his faculties with this slight refection, our philosopher thought good to improve the fit of inward clear-seeing with which he then and there felt visited. Accord- inujly, settling down in his easy chair, and inspissating the atmosphere with volumes of tobacco, he began to see his way through the system of the universe. And it was not long before the sugar- boiler beheld himself a social reformer. He recollected how often he had seen the gray or ^'ellow dust arrive at their factory, and leave it the brilliant sugar-loaf. And in that raw article he viewed an emblem DAT-DREAMS 185 of human nature, as it comes from the hand of priests and princes, and in that sugar-loaf he saw human nature as it quits the mill of the philosopher. There is first the boiling in vacuo. He would put soci- ety into the caldron, but would be careful not to raise the temperature above hot water. And, in order to secure a perfect vacuum, he would relieve it of all preju- dices and all property. He would pump off those national codes and positive faiths which now weigh with tremendous pres- sure on the human soul ; and as soon as that was accomplished, it would be the work of a moment to bring sentiment and principle into a state of absolute solution — the first object to be sought by a regenera- tor of the social system. The next busi- ness is to clarify the melted mass. Nothing can be easier. " In our works," pursued the seer, " have we not a filter of charred bones? and have I not seen the current pass into that strainer brown as sherry, and quit it clear as crystal ? In like manner 16* 186 THE HAPPY HOME. let US burn the bones of the old beliefs and the outworn decencies. Ha, ha ! they are now but skeletons ! And from the ashes we will make a filter, throu,^h which this selfish age shall pass and emerge a new moral world. And then, in order to pre- serve this sweet sirup of refined humanity, it must be caught in moulds, and consoli- dated, and cast, and kept. For this pur- pose, one recommends as the best form pyramids, and Fourier doats about pha- lanxes. But these simpletons had never seen a sugar factory. Their purblind optics were never blessed with the sight of an unbroken sugar-loaf. Talk of circles, pha- lanxes, and pyramids, as if nature abhorred the cone ! Is it not the most comprehensive of all figures, embodying the triangle, the circle, the ellipse, the parabola, the hyper- bola ? and the most graceful, suggesting at once the solidity of the pyramid, and the curving fullness of the sphere ? Away with all compromise ! I vow to reconstruct society on the only perfect model. I shall DAT-DilEAMS. 187 teach every man to be the lover of all, and the friend of none; and this pure and public-spirited product I shall fix — T shall stert-otype. While yet fluent and limpid, 1 shall draw it off into moulds ready-made ; and in cones of concord, in sugar-loaves of sympathy, society will crystallize into its final and perfect organization. And sliould there settle down at the inverted apex any dregs of the old system, is there not the turninii-lathe to pare away the anti- social feculence? All shall be alike tal- ented, alike strong and healthy; and all equally amiable, rich, and happy. Our crest must be the sugar-cone; our motto, SOLIDITY, SINCERITY, SUAVITY." At this point of the specilaiion, there mingled with the odor of meerschaum a smell more akin to burning bones. It wns not an old belief or an outworn morality, but the peajacket too near the fire. The bosom friend was burning. Caspar brushed the singed and smoking nap, and put his fingers through the brown and crumblhig 188 THE HAPPY HOME. skirt ; and, lighthig a lamp, he found that a ueighboring cur had played an old prank, and stolen the sausage during liis revery. However, Caspar comforted himself. The cur had stolen the sausage, but he had left the sauer-kraut an-l the sugar-loaf iheory. Should the reader be acquainted with any of the works lately published on the organ- ization of labor and tlie reconstruction of society, he will not laugh at the reveries of Caspar Rauchbilder. Nor will he expect us to refute them. If it be idle work to build castles in the air, it is idle work be- siett^ino- them. We know, however, that such specula- tions are interesting to two classes of read- ers. There are some profligate persons who catch at everything which puts good for evil, or which offers to relieve them from moral obligation. They are tired of their wives and children; they are tired of work- ing ; they are tired of honesty ; they would fain be fingering the hard-earned savings of their fellow-laborers ; and they do not like DAT-DEKAMS. 189 the Christian ordinance, " If any man will not work, neither shall lie eat." They would be glad to have the pocket of the shadowless man, so that if hungry they might prod uce a tray with green pease and smoking cutlets, or if drowsy they might put in their hand and pull out a posted bed with its blankets. But as the shadowless man will not part with his pocket, they will be con- tent, as next best, to eat their neighbor's cutlet and sleep in their neighbor's blankets. But besides the lazy and licentious, to whom all such schemes are welcome, we believe that at this moment many an indus- trious man feels so unhappy, that he would hail any change in the social system as a possible change for the better. And if, like us, he has read some of the glowing invec- tives and prophecies of these eager specu- lators, the wish may very naturally prove father to the diought, and he may fancy that nothing except a rearrangement of society is needful to bring about a golden age. We, too, are social reformers. We see 190 THE HAPPY HOME. many tliiniis which f]jrieve us. We see much extravagance among the rich, and much improvidence among the poor. We see a great deal of pride and bitterness. We see the pride of rank, which believes that itself is porcelain and that common men are clay. We see the bitterness of penury, whicli resents the wealth of others as a crime, and which deems it a proof of spirit to in- sult a man of higher station. We see a fearful amount of tyranny. We see the tyranny of squires and capitalists, refusing to their tenants and their servants the en- joyment of the sabbath and freedom to wor- ship God. And we see the tyranny of working-men, compelling their fellows to connive at crime, and enforcing compliance with unreasonable rules, often by means of the greatest cruelty. These things we know4^ and we mourn over them. We long to see them all redressed. We long to see the rich less stiff, and reserved, and haughty. We long to secure for cottages and cabins, not only the Christmas dole, but the kind DAY-DREAMS. 191 words, and the friendly recognition, and the occasional call- We long to see toleration and fair play. We long to see industry and a competency convertible terms ; and we long to see the laborious classes kindly af- fectioned one to another, and respectful of the rights and the feelings of their hard- working brethren. And on every side we long to see more magnanimity, more confi- dence, and more mutual forbearance. But we have no faith in any social re- form which overlooks the fact that man is a fallen being. Though we had never read it in the Bible, we think we could read it in the world, that man is no longer what a holy Creator made him. His heart is not rig I it with God, nor is it right with his fel- lows. And every ameliorating scheme which overlooks this twofold depravity is sure to end in frustration. For many ages the mechanical world labored to create a perpetual motion. As soon as a man had learned a little algebra, or a little of the art of engine-making, he 192 THE HAPPY HOME. attacked this doughty problem. And you may have seen some of the quaint contri- vances which resuhed from these attempts; cylinders revolving to ever-falling weights within them, and polished balls descending a self-restoring incline. But as discovery advanced, it was found that all these efforts were based on a false assumption: that ihey forgot the force called friction. And as it is now generally conceded that the dis- coverer of this sleepless mechanism will be the first man who annihilates the attraction of matter, perpetual motion is reserved for the amusement of those eccentric geniuses who are best kept from mischief by a per- petual puzzle, and is seldom studied except in such coUeiijes asHanwell and St. Luke's. But the problem which has been aban- doned in physics is now revived in the do- main of ethics, and people ask, " How are we to create within the race a constant progress toward perfection ? Taking man as he is, and taking such aids as he can himself supply, how are we to abolish mis- liAT-DREAMS. 193 ery, and make the earth a f^erond paradi^^e?" And many solutions have been offered. The press teems \\ ill) tliem. One day last summer we read the plan most popular. The brilliant writer proposes that the work- ing men of France should resolve them- selves, or that government s' ould o;roup them, into huge industrial families, for five francs api<^ce working eiuht hours a day ; leavino; it to each man's s nse of honor how busily he shall labor, and requiring the clever and the diligent to support the stupid and the lazy. And when we read it, we said to ourselves, " perpetual motion once more ! This sanguine projector has over- looked fri^'tion. The scheme miijht answer with aniielic operatives; but if tried in a world like ours, there are two things which will bring it to a speedy stand-still : the one is man's irreligion ; the other is his selfish- ness. He would need to be a true philan- thropist who would work with a steady eye to his neighbor's welfare ; and he would need to be a God-fearing man who would 17 194 THE HAPPY HOIHE. persist to labor when he knew that, if he slept or played, his neighbors would labor for him." And, curiously enotigh, the saine day brought an American papt^rof May 13, where, amonj^ other news, we read, '• While socialism is going up in Europe, it is 2:oing down in this country. The Northampton association of industry was abandoned, af- ter havino; incurred a debt of 40,000 dol- lars, and Hopedale has relinquished the community principle, and goes upon the individual plan." And so must it ever be, till the two ^rand obstacles are done away. Till irreligion is exchanged for piety, and till selfishness is superseded by brotherly love, the world must proceed on the in- dividual plan. And till then, Hopedale must count on many disappointments, and old Discord will resurr\e his reign in the halls of each New Harmony. Some people once built a bridge ; but it was scarcely erected when it tumbled down. They tried it a second time with no better success. And a third time they changed I AY-DREAMS. 195 the plan, and took every precaution, and allowed a long intt-rval for the mortar to harden ; but no sooner had they removed the centrings than up sprang the key-stone, and in bulged the arches, and with a crash and a pkmge the wholesale ruin poured into the tide below. On this, a council of practical men was convened. The archi- tect came, armed wiih his plans so prettily drawn, wliich he flourished as on a field- day a marshal will flourish his baton. And rival architects came, not so much to sug- gest, as to enjoy a little quiet exultation. But the man of skill, and the main hope of the conclave, was a civil engineer from the capital. For a long time he said nothing ; but he had evidently scanned it all in a sin- gle glance, and it was clear that he was on- ly tracing symbols in the dust with his cane, till the common herd had talked themselves out, and he should be summoned to pro- nounce his oracle. " Of course," was that oracle, " the span is too wide, and tlie ellipsis by far too eccentric." — " Impossi- 196 THE HAPPY HOME. ble !" said the horrified architect ; " the first plan had arches as round as the Roman, and it went like a house of cards." This by no means shook the jiidf^ment of the man of skill ; but it emboldened a plain man, who once wrou^^ht as a mason ih that country-side, but who had saved a little money, and was now doing business on his own behalf. " Truly, sirs, I wonder that you think of nothing but arches, and abut- ments, and spans. Just look at that brick ;" and so saying, 'n his great hand he crushed a fragment as if it were touchwood or toad- stool. " I never knew a brick come from these fields which would bear the weight of its neighbor. It is not the fault of the plan ; it is all the blame of the bricks." And it would be well if projectors in politics and morals adverted more to the strength OF THEIR MATERIALS. Like bricks from the same kiln, some specimens of human nature may be better than others ; but in buildinor a social structure for Britain or .the world, you must look, not to picked sam- Da iT-DREAMS. 197 pies, but to the ordinary run. You must look not to patriots, and saints, and the martyrs of favorite schemes ; but you must look at your neighbors, and your shopmates, and the mass of your /ellow-tovvnsmen, and say if you ar(" prepared to cast away all your present securities for peace and comfort, and fling yourself entirely on the honor of each and the charities of all ? For if you distrust your neighbors as they are, no new arrangement into groups or ateliers, into phalanxes or cones, will make them trust- worthy. A few bad bricks will spoil the finest arch; but the finest arch will not con- vert to marble or adamant blocks of untem- pered clay. We love our fellow-men, and we long for their greater happiness ; but so profoundly do we believe that " the imagination of man's heart is only evil" — so persuaded are we that our world, as yet, contains lit- tle loyalty to God, and little love of man to man — that we have no faith in any self- restoring system. It is not a new construc- 17* 198 THE HAPPY HOME. tion which society needs, so much as new material. Nor can we promise ourselves a political millennium. Doubtless it is the duty of every citizen to give efficiency to such good government as he enjoys ; and it is the duty of every state to aim at con- stitutional optimism ; to seek such a code of laws, and such a distribution of power, as will make it en-iest for tlie citizens to do what is rio^ht, and mo-t difficult to do what is wrong. But there is no tuagic in political change. No form of government — republican, reprpsentative, or despotic — can cure the real complaint of our species. No law can change vice into virtue, or give to guilt the joys of innocence. No ruler can make the atheist happy, or kindle a blessed hope in that mephitic mind which has quenched its own lamp of immortality. When Hercules put on the poisoned robe, it did not matter where he went : no change of climate, no breezy height, no balmy sky could lull the venom in his fiery veins. Restless and roaming, he wandered to and DAT-DREAMS. 199 fro, and raged at everything; but the real quarrel was with his tainted self, aijd the change which woidd have relieved his mis- ery would have been a migration from his own writhing; nerves and stoundin"; bones. And let a man of idle or immoral habits, or let an ill-assorted family, try all the consti- tutions in the world — or let a new consti- tution come to their own country once a-year — and they will soon discover that to a guilty conscience, or a dissolute charac- ter, political day-springs bring no healing. Legislation contains no charm — no spell for converting personal or domestic wretch- edness into virtue and tranquillity; and so long as a man is entangled in his own cor- ruption — so long as he wears the poisoned vest of inherent depravity — "he may change the place, but he can not cheat the pain." Is there, then, you will ask, no hope for society? Is the present routine of selfish- ness, oppression, and suffering, to go on for ever? Assuredly not. But it will 200 THE HAPPY HOME. come to an end in no other way except that which God has designed and foretold. It will end when he himself interposes. Till then, visionaries, amiable or atheistic, may each propound his panacea; but, alas ! the plague of society is too virulent for any medicine native to our earth. And no doubt elaborate attempts will be made, and associations will be formed, with a view to counteract the dispersive elements in hu- man nature. Influential leaders, poetical statesmen, and discarded projectors, will say, " Go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven, and let us make us a name, lest we be scat- tered abroad upon the face of the whole earth ;" but the feuds and the jargon which confounded the plain of Shinar, will prove fatal to Babel the Second. And it is not till the Prince of Peace shall commence his reign of righteousness, and, simulta- neous with his enthronement, the Spirit of God shall mollify the minds of men, that *' violence" shall vanish from our earth, DAT-DREAMS. 201 and '* wasting and destruction" from within its borders. And when that day comes — wlien, by the direct interference of the Holy Spirit, man's enmity to God is con- verted into allegiance and love, and man's selfishness is drowned in kindness and good- will — many of the results for which men at present sigh will no longer need perilous experiments, but will develop of their own accord. When the years are all one pen- tecost, and the world one Christian family, none will lack, and, if they please, people may then have " all things in common."* " For as the earth brinireth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth ; so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations." And, in the meanwhile, the reader may secure his own happiness without overturn- ing an empire or new-moulding society. Like Caspar Rauchbilder, you run the risk of losing some solid and immediate advan- * Acts ii. and iv. 202 THE HAPPY HOME. tastes, while musing on remote and whole- sale reformations. The present state of society may be vicious; but, in the most essential matters, your Creator has rendered you independent of society. By making you thQ custodier of your own soul, he has made you the keeper of your own comfort. And if you be wise, you will go so far on the individual plan as to study the gospel, and seek the one thing needful for yourself. So far as you are concerned, that gospel is a personal message. To you and me, my brother, God ofFer.^ a personal salvation. And if we believe that gospel, and live godly, righteous, and sober in the world, whatever be the state of society, we shall secure our personal happiness here and hereafter. Perhaps, too, we shall then be able to do something in order to mitigate the misery and increase the happiness of those around us. THE PIT.GRIM AND THE PITCHERS. Pase 207. FIRE-FLTES. In the New World's warmer forests they find great numbers of a shining fly ;* and so plentiful is their light that people often turn them to useful purposes. A friend of our own, when his ship lay anchored ofFthe coast, had occasion to search for a book in the cabin overnight, and recollecting that two of these living lanterns were enclosed in a pill-box, with their aid he ran over the titles of the different volumes, till he found the one he wanted. The natives often keep a few in a vial, to guide them at little turns of household work ; and as there is no dan- ger of their causing combustion, travellers sometimes put one of these vials along with their watch, and under their pillow. Of such tiny lights we now send the reader a specimen. It is not the object of * Elater noctilucus, a sort of beetle. 204 THE HAPPY HOME. these tracts to o^ive a system of theoloory, but we should be glad if we could impart the A B C of Christianity; and in study- ing its early lessons, our fire-flies may lend a little light. Thankful should we be if they proved of service to any one journey- ing in the dark, and perplexed about his road; or if they shed a ray. however feeble, on any sentence of God's own word. And though grown people may despise them, we are not without the hope that, like the flying lamps in Chili, they may find favor with your boys and girls. THE PILGRIMS AND THEIR PITCHERS. It was long ago, and somewhere in the eastern clime. The king came into the garden and called the children round him. He led them up to a sunny knoll and a leafy arbor on its summit. And when they had all sat down, he said, " You see far down the river, and hanging as on the side of the hill, yon palace? It is a palace — though FIRE-FLIES. 205 here it looks so little and far away. But when you reach it you will find it a larger and sweeter home ttian this: and when you come you will find that I have got there be- fore you. And when you arrive at the gate, that they may know that you belong to me, and may let you in, here is what each of you must take with him." And he gave to each of the children a most beauti- ful alabaster jar — a little pitcher so ex- quisitely fashioned that you were almost afraid to touch it, so pure that you coidd see the dayliij;ht through it, and with deli- cate figures raised on its sides " Take this, and carry it carefully. Walk steadily, and the journey will soon be over." But they had not gone far before they forgot. One was running carelessly and looking over his shoulder, when his foot stumbled, and a-; he fell full length on the stony path the pitcher was shivered in a thousand pi 'ces ; and one way and another, long, loiiii before they reached the palace, they had biokeu all the pitchers. When this 18 206 THE HAPPY HOME. happened I may mention what some of them did. Some grow sulky, and knowing that it was of no use to go forward without the token, they hei^an to shatter the fragments still smaller, and dashed the broken sherds among the stones, and stamped them with their feet ; and then they said, " Why trouble ourselves about this palace? It is far away, and here is a pleasant spot. We will ju-t stay here and play." And so they began to play. Another could not play, but sat wringing his hands, and weeping bitterly. Another grew pale at first, but recovered his composure a little on obser- ving that his pitcher was not broken so bad as some others. There were three or four large pieces, and these he put together as well as he could. It was a broken pitcher that could hold no water, but by a little care he could keep it together ; and so he gathered courage, and began to walk along more cautiously. Just then, a voice ac- costed the weeping boy, and looking up he saw a very lovely form, with a sweet and FIRE-FLIES. 207 pleasant countenance — such a countenance as is accustomed to be happy, though some- thing for the present has made it sad. And in hi:^ hand he held just such a pitcher as the little boy had broken, only the work- manship was more exquisite, and the colors were as bright as the rainbow round the stranger's head. "You may have it," he said ; " it is better than the one you have lost, and though it is not the same, they will know it at the gate." The little mourner could scarcely believe that it was really meant for him ; but the kind looks of the stranger encouraged him. He held out his hand for the stranger's vase, and gave a sob of joyful surprise when he found it his own. He began his journey again, and you would have liked to see how tenderly he carried his treasure, and how carefully he picked his steps, and how sometimes, when he gave another look at it, the tear would fill his eye, and he lifted up his hap- py thankful face to heaven. The stranger made the same offer to the playing boys, 208 THE HAPPY HOME. Dut by this time they were so bent on their new amusements, that they did not care for it. Some saucy children said, he might lay his present down and leave it there if he liked, and they would take it when they wanted it. He passed away, and spoke to the boy who was carrying the broken pitch- er. At first he would have denied that it was broken, but the traveller's clear glance had already seen it all ; and so he told him, " You had better cast it away, and have this one in its stead." The boy would have been very glad to have this new one, but to throw away the relics of his own was what he could never think of. They were his chief dependence every time he thought of the journey's end ; so he thanked the stranger, and clasped his fragments firmer. The boy with the gift-pitcher and this other reached the precincts of the palace about the same time. They stood for a little and looked on. They noticed some of the bright-robed inhabitants going out and in, and every time they passed the gate, they FIRE-FLIES. 209 presented such a token as they themselves had once got from the king, but had broken so long ago. The boy who had accepted the kind stranger's present now went for- ward, and held it up; and whether it was the light glancing on it from the pearly gate, I can not tell, but at that instant its owner thought that it had never looked so fair. He who kept the gate seemed to think the same, for he gave a friendly smile, as much as to say, " I know who gave you that;" and immediately the door was lifted up and let the little pilgrim in. The boy with the broken pitcher now began to wish that his choice had been the same ; but there was no help for it now. He adjusted the frag- ments as skilfully as he could, and trying to lo k courageous, carried them in both his hands. But he who kept the gate was not to be deceived. He shook his head, and there was that sorrow in his look which leaves no hope. The bearer of the broken pitcher still held fast his useless sherds, and lingered long. But no one took any 18* 210 THE HAPPY HOME. notice of him, or felt the smallest pity for him ; and though he made many efforts, every time he approached the door it seem- ed of itself to shut again.* THE ROYAL FEAST. A CERTAIN king prepared a feast in hon- or of his dear and only son. And the first invitations he issued to tiie noble- oi ihe laud, and some ancienl families who had been long in favor with the prince. But when the appointed !iour arrived a sulky fit had seized them, and, as if by previous con- cert, scarcely one of them appeared. But * Perhaps you will understand this story by laying the following texts together : — " Without holiness no man shall see the Lord." — Heb. xii. 14. " God made man upright." — Eccl. vii. 29. " All have sinned and come short of the glory of God."— Rom. iii. 23. " All the world is guilty before God. And by the deeds of the law there shall no flesh be justified in his sight."— Rom. iii. 19, 20. " But now THE RiGHTEOtrsNESs OF Gofi is manifest- ed ; even the righteousness of God which is by faith of Jesus Christ, unto all and upon all them that believe. FIRE-FLIES. 211 resolved that his munificence should not be lost, nor the honor intended for his son defeated, and as all the people there around were equally his subjects, he said to his servants, '• The feast is ready, but the guests are not come. Go into the streets and hedges, and bring in whomsoever you find.*' Forth went the servants, and great was the wonder when they announced their errand. A poor laborer was returning from his work, and having got no wages from his master, was trudging wearily home to his empty cupboard, when the king's messenger hailed him, and told him that a feast was prepared for him. After the first gaze of incredulity, Being justified freely by his grace, through the redemp- tion that is in Christ Jesus : whom God hath set forth to be a propitiation, through faith in his blood." — Rom. iii. 21, 22, 24, 25. " Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ: by whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God." — Rom. V. 1, 2. " But they being ignorant of God's righteous- NESs, and going aoout to establish their own righteous- ness, have not submitted themselves unto the righteous- ness of God." — Rom. x. 3. 212 THE HAPPY HOME. finding that he carried this commission from his king, and was really in earnest, the poor laborer turned his steps toward the palace. The next was a cripple, who sat by the wayside, begging. He had gathered little that day, when the messenger told him he would find a feast at the palace, and the kin^ desired to see him. The lame man had heard that something remarkable was going on at the court, and that the king was giving an entertainment in honor of some special event in his son's history ; and though he expected no more than a loaf of bread and a flagon of wine at the gate, as he knew that the king was of a very sumptuous and gracious disposition, he did not hesitate, but raised himself on his crutches, got up, and hobbled away. Then the messenii;er came to a shady lane, down which a retired old gendeman lived on a small spot of ground of his own. The messenger had far more trouble with him. It was not so much that he questioned the message, or that he did not like the invita- FIRE-FLIES. 213 tion, but that he was annoyed at its abrupt- ness and his own want of preparedness. He asked if there were to be no more in- vitations issued next week, or if there were no possibility of postponing the visit till the following evening ; for, considering his sta^ tion in society, he would like to appear in his best, and could have been glad of a lit- tle leisure to get all things in order. " How- ever," said the messenger, " you know the custom of our court — the king provides the robes of state — all things are ready, come away ;" and as he posted on, the old householder thought that rather than run any risk, he had better go at on-ce — though some noticed that as he passed along he occasionally eyed his thread-bare garment with a look that seemed to say, he could have put on better, had longer time been allowed him. Then at the palace it was interesting to see liow the different parties acted. According to the custom of that country, and more especially after the mag- nificent manner of that king, each guest was B14 THE HAPPY HOME. furnished on his arrival with a gorgeous robe. They were all alike, exceeding rich and costly ; and, the moment he came up, one was handed to each new-comer, and he put it on, and pa-^sed in to the dazzling banquet-hall. Some awkward persons, who did not know the usage of the place, and who had carried with them the mean no- tions which they learned among the high- ways and hedges, scrupled to receive these shining robes, and asked what price they must pay for them. And one individual was observed to come in with rather better attire than the rest, and when offered a robe of the king's providing, he politely declined it, and stepped forward into the state-apart- ments. He was no sooner there than he rued his vanity — for his faded tinsel con- trasted fearfully with the clothing of wrought gold in which the other guests were arrayed. However, instead of going back to get it changed, he awaited the issue. All things were ready ; the folding-doors opened, and from chambers all-radiant with purest light, FIRE-FLIES. 215 and redolent of sweetest odors, amidst a joyful train the king stepped in to see the company. A frown for a moment darken- ed liis majestic brow as he espied tiie pre- sumptuous guest, but the intruder that in- stant vanished ; and, with a benignity which created in every soul such a joy as it had never felt before — with a look which con- ferred nobility wherever it alighted, and a smile that awakened immortality in every bosom — he bade them welcome to the ivory palace, and told them to forget their father's house and their poor original, for he meant to make them princes every one, and as there were many mansions in the house they should there abide for ever.* THE BLASTED BOWER. Thousands of years ago, there lived a prince-philosopher. In his youth he was * See Matt. xxii. 1-14; and Luke xiv. 15-24; and compare them with Isaiah xxv. 6, Iv. 1-3 ; Phil, iii. 8, 9; Rev. iii. 17, 18. 216 THE HAPPT HOME. single-hearted and devout. He loved to pray, and the beautiful hymns which his father had written he deli:,^hted to -^ing, and he made some of his own as beautiful. And the Most High God loved this pious prince, and prospered him wonderfully. And as, harp in hand, he sat on one of the knolls of Zion singing Jehovah's praise, there began to sprout and bourgeon from the soil sweet scents and brilliant blossoms ; and as the psalm proceeded, the vines and creepers mounted, and the tendrils took hold of one another, till they mantled over- head, and the minstrel sang in a nest of flowers. The young prince was very fond of this alcove, and spent in it many a sultry noon. But, by-and-by, he began to love God less, and soon forgot him altogether. He did not care to sing psalms and pray; and a bad wife taught him to worship her god. It was a gilded idol, shaped like a beautiful woman ; and this silly man said his prayers to this image of gold. And at last he took the image into his beautiful FIRE-FLIES. 217 bower : but no sooner had It entered than a shudder jiassed through the alcove, ar^d every leaflet trembled. The jasmine breathed sickly, the rose flung down its petals, and the heart's-ease died. The prince was much mortified. He vowed that he would make the bower blossom again. So he took a costly urn, and filled it with a raio elixir — an infusion into which he had melted music, and precious gems, and daintiest delights — and poured the voluptuous draught around the roots. But without effect: all continued bare and blighted. Then he filled the urn with conquest, and with the blood-red irrigation soaked the reeking soil. In vain. And, last of all, he travelled far, and climbed a lofty steep in quest of a famous dew. And in his pilgrimage to the world-top mount- ain, he amassed such knowledge as no mor- tal liad ever gleaned before. He learned the entire of things, and spake of birds and beasts and fishes ; and when he returned so wondrous wise, his comj3atriots raised a 19 218 THE HAPPY HOME. shout with which the welkin vibrates still. And from the chalice he poured the hoard- ed draught — the largest flood of fame ever wasted on weary land. But still there was nothing seen except the wiry trellis against the burning sky; and on his blasted bower the broken-hearted monarch wrote, "Van- ity of vanities, all is vanity." Years passed on, and, visiting the spot, the soul of the prince was moved. It felt as if all his youth had been a balmy trance in this bower of blessedness, and as if lie had tasted no real joy since then. And, observing beneath the withered canopy the crumbling stock of Ashtaroth, he seized the rotten pagod and hurled it far away. Then, sinking on the ground in a. paroxysm of bitter grief, he cried, *' My Father, my God, wert not thou the guide of my youth ?" His spirit relented. To the God of his early adoration he felt his early love return- in and soon sank into a sleep which in genuous shame and godly sorrow pervaded. As he woke, the smell of a delicious flower FIRE-FLIES. 219 Startled a youthful memory; and, gazing upward, roses of Sharon looked down through the lattice, while among them, like pulses of Paradise, exquisite odors went and came. Heaven's window had opened while the penitent slept, and had sent a plenteous rain. And rising from the fra- grant couch, as a conclusion of the whole matter, and as the business of his remain- ing days, Solomon wrote this inscription : " Fear God, and keep his commandments ; for this is the whole duty of man."* THE VOYAGE. There was a man who owned a little ship, and carried on in it a petty coasting trade. He used to creep from port to port, and bought or bartered such com- modities as each supplied. And being fond of knowledge and strange sights, he some- times landed and visited the interior, and * For the key, consult the Book of Ecclesiastes, and 1 Kings, xi. 220 THE HAPPY HOME. noted down any curious thing he came upon.* But being of a wistful and aspiring turn, he often longed to spread a bolder sail, and make some nobler land.f He had heard the rumor of brighter climes ; a whisper of spicy forests and dazzling wings ; a dis- tant report of waters which mature the pearl, and rivers which run down gold.f But the rumor was vague, and stirred no effort ; and so our merchantman still cruised about from one dingy port to another of the little island where he was born : till one day, talking to a friend, and lamenting his joyless life, his labor without profit, and his success without satisfaction, he was sur- prised to Learn that his friend had long felt the same. Nay, more : he had been making inquiry, and had resolved on for- saking his present line of life. He had learned that the Lord of that better land was a most kind and generous Prince, and made all strangers welcome, provided that, • Eccl. i. 16, 17. t Psalms, Iv. 6. J I Cor. ii. 9. FIRE-FLIES. 221 ere setting out, they F^ecured a passport, which was freely supplied to all who chose. And he had gained some information regard- ing the country itself. The exact distance he could not tell. Some had reached it in a few weeks, and others had been at sea for several years. But he had procured a chart in which the course was clearly marked, and the grand port of arriv;d set down. And, for his own n^.rt, he was sick of this wretched coast, which yielded noth- ing except the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eye, and the pride of life; and he was determined to lose no time in set- ting sail for Immanuel's land. Delighted with the information, and fur- nished with the chart, our voyager also resolved to steer for this better country. And, like one into whom a mighty purpose has entered, there was great alacrity in his movements, and much energy in his prep- arations. He might sometimes be seen for hours bending over the chart, and familiar- izing himself with its landmarks. And, in 19* 222 THE HAPPY HOME. his anxiety to be well-informed on the sub- ject, he i2;ol the narratives of some distin- guished mariners who had performed the vovage lately; but after reading several, he found that they all agreed in extolling the minuteness and fidelity of the chart; and always ended by saying, that whosoever took heed to his track, according to its markings, could never go wrong.* At last he set sail. It was a bright and airy morning when his little vessel turned her head to sea. In the healthy flutter overhead, he heard a promise of better things to come, and the thought, " Bound for the better land," put springs into his feet as he paced the exulting deck. The very clouds, which scurried light and pure along the sky, he hailed as friends and fel- low-voyagers, for they, too, seemed to seek that brighter shore ; and the faith and hope with which his whole nature swelled and thrilled, at last melted into love and won- der; and with uplifted hands he cried, • Psalm cxix. 9, 99. FIRE-FLIES. 223 ** Blessed be the God and Fatlier of our Lord Jesus Christ, who, according to his abundant mercy, hath begotten me to a lively hope — to an inheritance incorrup- tible and undefiled, and that fadeth not away ;" and presently, on bended knees, he was pouring out the gratitude of his ravished heart to the glorious Lord of that land. He was getting clear of the roads when he noticed a lighthouse rising up from the water, and looking to the chart, he found that it was erected over the Deuias sands.* And just here a pilot-boat came alongside of him, bearing despatches from the shore. One was a letter reminding him of his en- gagement to grace with his presence a splendid rout, which was to come off next day, and reminding him that it was pardy in honor of himself that it was given, and they would all be so dull without him. And the other was a letter from a near rela- tion, telling him, that if he persisted in thi? • 2 Tim. iv. 10. 224 THE HAPPY HOME. ridirulous course, although he had intended to make him his heir, he wouhl alter his will, and cut him off with a shilling. But, just at that moment, the peace of God was to keeping his mind, that neither message disturbed him. He remembered, " Be not conformed to the world : love not the world, neither the things that be of the world ;" and having written two brief but decisive notes, he turned the vessel's liead a point more to seaward, and cleared in safety the Demas sands. After this the breeze abated, and toward noon it was nearly calm. Our voyager was in high spirits at the moral victory which he had just achieved, and was now pretty sure that he had not only set out in the right direction, but that, at this rate, nothing: could hinder him from landinor aright. A little self-complacency sprang up in his mind, and he thought less about the kindness of Him who had invited him to the goodly realm, than about his own luck or wisdom in actually going. And FIRE -FLIES. 225 while he was thus musing, he wondered, but he rather thought the ship was standing still. There could be no doubt of it. The sails were still a little set, and breaths of air were still moving about; but the ship was fast, and would not answer to the helm ; and, looking over the side, he could see quite plainly the ridge of rock on which it had grounded. He was much amazed ; for he had felt no shock nor jar, and had taken it as gently as if it had been a sunken cloud or a spell in the water. But there he was, fast and firm ; and it was no use backing the sails, for he could not move, and, to make the matter worse, the tide was ebbing. Just then, he noticed a sail near hand, and signalled her. She proved to be his old friend, who had first sug- gested the idea of this voyage, and who himself had newly put to sea. Voyager* Well, here's an uglyitrap. Do you know what they call this horrid reef? Friejid. Self-confidence. There is not a worse shoal in all the passage. 226 THE HAPPT HOME. V. Whv, then, is there no light nor beacon over it ? F. There are these buoys. And uliat is the use of your soundiiig-liiK' ?* V. But was it not curious that 1 should slide so softly on what you say is such a dangerous rock ? F. Well, it was just in the same way that the good ship Galatia was wrecked lonii; aofo. She had just parted with the best pilot who ever navigated. those seas — the famous pilot, Paul ; and the last glimpse he had of her she was running well. And when word was brought him that the hap- less Galatia was fast aground of this treach- erous reef, so strange and unaccountable did it seem, that he exclaimed, " O, foolish Galaiians, who hath bewitched you ?" But it is time you were thinking what to do ; for, if rough weather find you here, you must go all to pieces. F. And what shall I do ? J^. Look yonder ! * Prov. xviii. 12 : Rom. xi. 20 : 2 Cor. xiii. 5. FIRE-FLIES. 227 And, as directed, the voyager looked aloft. And, though it was bright day, there shone in the clear firmament a broad and silvery star. The mariner knew that it was the Star of Bethlehem ; and, as he intently eyed it, he felt his pinnace lifted off the reef, and soon the sails began to bulge, and, in gladness of release, the vessel bounded on her way.* Humbled by this mismanagement, the voyager after this consulted his chart more carefully, and steered more exactly accord- ing to its minute directions. Sometimes he sailed in sunshine, sometimes in shade. At times, the currents were cross, or the gale was in the vessel's eye. And then, again, the wind blowing where it listeth, would lift him fast along, and as one bright billow handed him to another, a joyous dit- ty would carol from the deck. Occasion- ly, he had a convoy from another seeking the same port, and often without a consort he pursued his solitary way. * Phil. iii. 3 ; iv. 13 ; Psalm cxxiv. 7. 228 THE HAPPY HOME. At la^^t, a storm arose. There was first a lull and a lurid calm. A dusky red, a bloody dimness curtained the horizon, and enclosed the ship within its thickening pall. There felt like sulphur in the air, and the breath grew short, and the strenijth gave way, as when some fearful thing is coming. And when the anjj^ry sun was set, and noth- ing sparkled in the blotted firmament, and deep was calling unto deep — the moaning signals, in which the spirits of desolation seem to ask, If all be ready V it flashed — again — again — again; and the welkin was fire, and the sea was foam ; and, amid the splitting cracks, and the engulfing flame, and the rising hurricane, it felt as if the quivering skiff were a tiny morsel in destruction's open jaws. '' O my God, my soul is cast down within me. Deep calleth unto deep, at the noise of thy water- spouts, all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me." It was the hour of dark- ness, and of the prince of the power of the air, and strange whispers hissed through FIRE-FLIES. 229 the gloom or gurgled up from the weltering flood. One of them suggested, " Cast away the beginning of your confidence." Another murmured, " Curse God and die." One yelled, " Hell is but a fable, and heaven a poet's dream." And the ghast- liest of all was a reptile croak, " There is no God." And the poor benighted soul began to wonder if it could be on the right track that all this riot of horrors went on, and feared that he must have got into some fiendish by-path, and almost wished, rather than hear those blasphemous voices, that the deep would swallow him quick. But from this belly of hell he cried again, and his brief but piercing prayer was ever the same, " Lord, save — or I perish." And, through all the turmoil and din, that cry was heard ; for what is yon pavilion of moving light — that sunny shrine which glides over the billows, and a glassy path spreads out before it? What is this pres- ence from whose distant ray the phantoms of the pit have already retreated, and their 20 230 THE HAPPY HOME. foul accents died away? The bright and morning star is ah'eady on board ; and to the *' Peace, be still," which he spoke, the obsequious storm and the crouching waves have given instant answer. " It is T ; be not afraid ;" and, though still soaked in spray and cold with terror, the presence of his protector and deliverer restores the sinking soul. Assured that the Saviour himself has taken the helm, he drops into a tranquil slumber, and, when he awakes, his drenched garments are dry, and the mon- soon is past, and those constant winds are entered, which will always blow the self- same way till he reaches the haven where he fain would be. As he glances along on the gentle waters, he takes out his log-book, and enters a whole account of the hurricane. " They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in the great waters ; these see the works of tfie Lord and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves FIRE-FLIES. 231 thereof. They mount up to the heavens, they go flown again to the depths ; their soul is uielled because of trouble. Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he brinireth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet. Oh, that men would praise the Lord for his goodness and for his wonderful works to the children of men.'* And from that time forward he marks a happy change in the character of the voy- age. There is more progress and less vi- cissitude. He has passed under deeper skies and got into steadier gales. And he has fewer adventures and perils to record. And he has a serene and prevailing hope of arriving safe at last. By-and-by, he be- gins to notice fragments of sea-weed, and crosses whole banks of them ; brt though they somewhat hinder the ship and make its way more cumbrous, he does not grudge them, for they tell that land is lear. And to tell it still more clearly, by-and-by new 232 THE HAPPY HOME. shapes are seen — bright pinions and dart- ing gems which have come from the hidden shoie, and are going back again. And there it comes itself — the shore with its palm-trees waving and its snowy temple gleaming ; and already he inhales the fresh and balmy odor from distant forests and unseen flowers — when some suspicious sail bounds toward him, some skulking cor- vette which prowls on its pirate outlook near the very harbor's mouth, and for a moment he marvels that such murderous robbers should be suffered to cruise along the very margin of Immanuel's Land. But a signal is made from shore, " Resist, and he will flee." And obedient to the timely signal, the ship puts on her fighting trim ; and no sooner is the flag of defiance shaken out, than the dark sail veers about, and, as it sneaks away, a shout pursues it, " O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death ! where is th} sting?" When the morrow dawned, it showed the anchor dropped and the can- vass furled ; but it was the fair haven of Im- FIRE-FLIES. 233 mortality, and the voyager had got safe to land. THE DILIGENCE. A friend of ours received an invitation to visit an illustrious prince in a foreign country. Our friend was considered a sincere and worthy man, but he had a sour and splenetic temper. In the stage which conveyed him, there were some other pas- sengers ; but as they were strangers, he did not speak to them. One had a coat of a peculiar fashion, and he set him down for a fop. Another had a slight blemish on a face otherwise pleasing ; but every time that our traveller turned that way, his eye was arrested by that scar. A third had a slight impediment in his speech ; but though this, like the rest, was a little thing, our tourist held that nothing is a trifle in so serious a matter as looks and language. The strangers, however, seemed to be well acquainted with one another, and from some 20* 234 THE HAPPY HOME. casual expressions it appeared that they were all journeying to the same place. They failed to make any impression on their taciturn comrade; and, admonished by his short answers, they were polite enough to let him alone. It began to rain ; and as the large drops swept in on the pas- senger opposite, he wished to put up the glass: hut his gruff neighbor demurred; and, rather than have any debate, the gen- tleman wrapped himself up in his cloak, and retiring into the corner, shunned the shower as well as he could. And so, stage after stage, they journeyed — the three happy and at home with one another, the silent man moody and self-absorbed. At last the hills around the mansion came in sight; and then the enclosing wall; and then the swelling lawn, studded with its noble trees ; and last of all, the towers and battlements of the castle itself began to appear. And now the passengers began to look sprightlier, and glanced out at the win- FIRE-FLIES. 235 dows, as if they knew it all, and smiled to one another, and began to e;et things in readiness, as if they, too, meant to stop somewhere hereabouts. And so they did ; for the moment the stage drew up at the castle-gate, they all got out, and it was evi- dent, from the attendants in waiting, that they were distinguished visiters. Two of them were special friends of the prince, and the one who had borne the pelting of the shower so patiently was his brother. Our sullen traveller felt exceedingly awk- ward, and almost wished to retain his place in the vehicle and pass on. But ascer- taining who he was, and that he too was bound for their mansion, the prince's brother introduced himself, and exerted all his courtesy to supersede his apologies and restore his self-possession. By the time they reached the entrance-door, the poor man's confusion had somewhat subsided ; but bitter were his self-reproaches, and ve- hement his protestations that, if he had another journey to perform, he would not 236 THE HAPPY HOME. be so haui^hty by the way, nor look so silly at the journey's end. MORAL. Be not sectaries — be not recluses. Please every one his neighbor for his good. Put up the window when it rains on your fel- low-passenger ; and to do good and com- municate, do not forget. Fall not out with your Christian brethren by the way; and, in order to avoid painful discoveries and explanations when this conveyance of the visible church stands still and the journey of life is over, put on no arrogant nor exclusive airs while you still are fellow- travellers. THE SORROWFUL PARTING Page 259 THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. Dear Reader : You are away from home. Perhaps it is not long since you left it, and still your fondest thoughts are there. When the house is quiet ; when you can follow every footfall in the street, till it dies away round the corner; when the fire burns low, and every tick of the clock comes loud and earnest ; or when you chance to awaken up in the lonely night, your mind is sure to wander off to that loved dwelling. Where is it? Is it yon white house, with the mountain behind it, and the misty crags where the eagle screams, and the torrent thunders down, in the most ancient melody of old and tuneful Wales ? Or is it far, far away, in the highlands ? Is it thatched with broom and brackens, and does a peat-stack stand at the gable ? and out among the crows and the 238 THE HAPPY HOME. peeweets, doe* Donald wrap round liim his plaid, and herd the dun cattle, till the corn is cut and the potato-shaws are \\ iihered ? Or is it an English cottage? With its lit- tle lozenge-panes does the casement unclose on hinges'? and, wlien opened, does a sweet air come in from roses, and honeysuckle, and mignionette ? Is it on the edge of the common, where sober geese and gentle donkeys browse together? and near the shaded pond, where the. wagoner stops his team, and cools their fetlocks in the dusty summer? Or is it down the bushy lane, where, in harvest, blackberries and filberts ripen, and long threads of gossamer saunter about in the golden air? Or near the vil- lage church? so near, that when you lay in bed wiih the fever, you could hear the choir and the organ? Are there alms- houses all in a row — six for old men, and six for old women ? And when they march- ed to church on sabbath mornings, how many did you count the girls in blue frocks and white mittens ? how many the boys in THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 239 round caps tufted with orange tops? Oh, yes ! it was a sweet place, where you were born and bred ; and if your father and mother are still alive, I do not wonder that your heart is often there. Besides, you say that you are not happy here. The house is grand, but it is strange. Nobody cares for you. No one cheers you with a kind look or a pleasant word ; and if your loneliness should ever make you dull, your fellow-servant jeers you. And when you think of that sorrowful afternoon when you packed up your things, and your brother carried your box. and your father convoyed you as far as the milestone ; and when you feel again the clasp of that dear old hand, and seem to hear the faltering voice, '* God Almighty bless you !" your heart is like to break, and you almost wish that there were no servants and no mistres- ses, and no need for poor girls leaving home to seek a place with strangers. But dry that tear. I feel for you, so young and solitary, and I would fain say 240 THE HAPPY HOME. something which might comfort you. Read this letter carefully, and read it to the end. Eighteen hundred years ago, the Son of God came down from heaven, and vis- ited our world ; and that visit of his is by far the most important event in our world's surj)risiMg story. With all the love of God, he came in all the gentleness and tenderness of man ; and his errand was as kind as his nature. He came to save sin- ners To purchase their pardon, he shed his blood on the cross of Calvary ; and he is now gone back to heaven, a Prince and a Saviour, delliihting to bestow repentance and the remission of sins. And he sends through the world his Bible and his minis- ters, beseeching men to take the benefit of his most precious blood, and through these ministers, and that Bible, saying, " Come unto me, all ye that labor, and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."* Jesus went back to heaven ; but he left * All this is explained moie fully in the first three numbers of " The Happy Home." THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 241 behind him his apostles. These good men went everywhere preaching the gospel ; and, as the Holy Spirit was with them, it was wonderful with what speed they came When they told the love of God in sending his dear Son, and the Saviour's love in dy- ing, something fixed the people's ear, and the story moved their minds — fierce spirits melted, and flinty hearts flowed down ; and fi-om among the roughest of mankind the Redeemer drew disciples after him. And whether it was the soldier's barrack, or the noble's country-seat — whether it was the city-mansion, or the tanner's hut beside the shore — wherever the gospel entered, it brought holiness, and peace, and joy. But there was no class of persons to whom it was more welcome than to the servants of that time. Many of them were actual slaves. They had been torn away from their homes in the German forest or on the hills of Britain, and were now in bondage to the haughty Roman. And those of them who worked for wages were often harshly 21 242 THE HAPPY HOME. treated and |)0()rly paid. But God is no respecter of persons, and the <^ospel was as free to Onesimns as to his rirh master, Philemon, and brought the saine blessings to Khoda, the housemaid, as to Mary, her mistress. The kindness of that gospel won the heart of many a servant. They threw away their idols — they gave up their sin- ful habits, and became the affectionate fol- lowers of that exalted Saviour who was once himself " in the form of a servant." And as great numbers were admitted to the early church, they became a special charge to the church's ministers. Timothy and Titus preached so plainly, that the servants understood them; and when Paul and Pe- ter wrote letters to their flocks, they usually put in a message to the servants. Their labor was not lost. Many of these converts became bright Christians. By their mod- esty, and diligence, and faithfulness, they commended the cause of Christ ; and when times of persecution came, rather than deny their Lord they were ready to go to THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 243 prison and to death, and in the early an- nals of your class have left their martyr- names. The Lord Jesus is gone back to heaven ; but he desires that you too would become his disciple. He desires that you would come to him to receive pardon for your sins, and to get a new and right nature. He desires that you would enter his house- hold and become his servant for ever. And he offers to become to you the same gra- cious Saviour and the same Almighty Friend as he has been to the thousands of happy servants before you. Believe the blessed Saviour, and your worst sorrows will be ended. Your earth- ly lot may be hard. Your work may be irksome, your wages small, your employer severe. Never mind ; you have promotion in prospect. The poor people who come begging to the door often tell you, " We have seen better days ;" but the Christian is one whose best days are " not seen as yet." Eye hath not seen what God has 244 THE HAPPY HOME. prepared for liis people ; and amid all your toils and privations will it not cheer you to think, '* My better days are coming?" And would it not be delightful to have always a good employer? Some have masters and mistresses whom there is no pleasure in serving. They are stiff and cold, and they feel no interest in you. Or they are coarse and bitter ; they give their orders with a threat, and reward you with a frown. Or they are mean and suspicious ; accusing you when innocent, and condemn- ing you unheard. And you grudge to waste your strength on thankless toil. It hurts you to be treated like a felon or a foe ; and you know not which is hardest — to be blamed when you have done no wrong, or to win no notice and no thanks when you have done your very best. But you must learn to look higher. Enter the service of the Lord Jesus, and whatsoever you do you will then " do heartily, as unto the Lord, and not unto men." Without leav- ing your present place you will then have THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 245 a Master wise, and kind, and worthy of your utmost efforts ; and for his sake you will be " subject, not only to the good and gentle, but also to the froward." And so lonhire family, he had some respect for religion, but not enough to make him religious. One sabbath even- ing, a pious servant came into his study to make up the fire, and seeing him writing music, she said, vvikh deep concern, "Oh, sir! I am sorry to see you so employed on the Loid's day." And though very angry at the moment, after she went out, he put away the music, and never copied any more on the sabbath. I am not sure, how- ever, that reproof is the best way of doing good to superiors. A word modestly spo- ken, and by a person of tried consistency, lodged, and assisted in finding situations, at a very moderate charge. In the same neighborhood — that is, at No. 22 New Ormond street — is a school for training servants, main tained by the Hon. Mrs. Kinnaird and her friends. A' hundred girls are at present attending if, who, but for' its advantages, would never have been fit for respect- able service. We mention it here, partly to record the delight we have experienced in visiting it, and partly in the hope that it may suggest to some benevolent reader the establishment of similar institutions elsewhere. THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 259 may sometimes prove a word In season, but it is more likely to be resented as rude- ness, and you may only irritate those whom you meant to reform. Far more effectual is the silent eloquence of a lowly, cheerful, and obliging piety; and if some have been repelled from the gospel by the preaching tone and arrogant air of servants who professed it, others have been won by the gainly demeanor of servants who adorned it. But try to do good to your fellow-servants. If you are enabled to live soberly, righteously, and godly ; if they see you correct, and truthful, and devout, but if at the same time you are kind and affable, you will gain great influence over them; and by lending them books, or persuading them to come with you to the house of God, you may confer a lasting blessing on their souls. And if you have the charge of children, teach them texts and hymns, and speak to them affectionately about the Saviour, and teir them Bible stories, and warn them with solemn tenderness against 260 THE HAPPY HOME. lyiriii, and pride, and qunrrelling, and selfishness, and the other sins of child- hood. A young girl once went to a thoughtless family in the north of Ireland. She loved her Bible, but the young ladies on whom she waited lauo-hed at her reli2:ion. She tried all she could to be attentive and use- ful to them ; and to please her they some- times let her read aloud a chapter when they had gone to bed. But by-and-by a dan- gerous sickness seized her. It was a fever, and her young friends were not allowed to see her, but they heard how happy she was amidst all her sufferings. And after she had gone to Jesus, the two oldest remem- bered what she used to say while yet with them, and began to read the Bible for themselves, till they found peace in the same Saviour, and till at last religion spread through this once careless family. Happy maid ! when she meets on high the en- deared objects of her prayers, and this m- hoped result of her gentle piety. THE FAITHFtTL SERVANT. 261 Will you permit me to add that few classes in modern society are so rich as domestic servants? You have no rent, no rates to pay ; you need buy neither coals nor candles, nor food, nor (clothing except- ed) any of those endless commodities which daily tax the householder ; and, though your income is small, you yourself are rich, for you might easily save the half of it. Sad pity that so many squander on treats or useless trinkets the wages for which they work so hard ! Would it not be nobler to do as some have done, and educate a nephew, or young brother? or do as others have done, and maintain in comfort an infirm or aged parent? And would it not be wiser to lay up a good foundation against the coming time, and, by putting aside a month- ly or yearly sum, to build a bulwark be- tween yourself and future poverty ? That shilling which you spent at the pastry-cook's would have bought a Bible for a heathen family. That crown which you lavished on the brooch or the bracelet would have 262 THE HAPPT HOME. bought a blanket for your poor old grand- father, and many a time would his palsied limbs have thanked you diu'ing these bitter nigfits. And those sovereigns and tens of pounds whicl'i have melted away, you know not how, had tiie bank or the benefit fund* received theiu, with what a Hghtened look mifrht you now survey those hapless years when you shall be able to work or earn no longer ! What think you t Will you henceforth try the plan of frugality and self- • There is such a fund connected with the Servants* Benevolent Institution, 32 Sackville street. Servants sometimes lend money to relatives commencing business, or to persons who offer them a tempting interest. Now, a tempting interest just means a terrible risk. It means that the borrower is so unlikely ever to return the loan, that people whose business it is to lend money can not trust them ; and therefore he is obliged to offer six and eight per cent, to servants, and widowed ladies, and people who know nothing of business, and are likely to take the bait. In regard to relations: it may often be kind and helpful to give them a present of money, but a loan is neither kind nor helpful. It is not kind, for you give it with the hope of getting it all again ; and it is not helpful, for " easily gotten quickly goes ;" and at the end of the year they will need it as much as ever. In giving, you only hope for gratitude, and are pretty sure to get it : in lending, people hope for both grati- tude and repayment, and usually get neither. THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 263 denial? Will you try how little may suffice for your present self, and how much you can save for your aged and worn-out self? and how much you can spare for those dear ones who do not fare so well nor lodge so pleasantly as you ? Will you just count up how much you have expended on the " lust of the eye, and the pride of life ?" on dress, and vanity, and idle show ? These fancies did you no service at the time, and they all have perished in the using. Be per- suaded, how, to try the more excellent plan ; and though you may find it hard at first to pass bright ribands and silken bar- gains, there is a threefold pleasure which will soon requite you : the sweetness of self-denial, the comfort of having somewhat provided against evil days, and the luxury of doing good. But you say that I have quite mistaken in supposing you unhappy in your present place. The family in which Providence has cast your lot is kind and considerate. It is a family in which God is feared and 264 THE HAPPY HOME. worsliipped, and you are encouraged to frequent his house, and sanctify his sabbath. If so, determine that no whim nor miscon- duct of yours shall ever part you from God's people. Put forth your utmost efforts to win their confidence, and let cheerful in- dustry be your daily thank-offering to Him who has so highly fivored you. And, though a Christian servant will not waste her master's property, whosoever that mas- ter be, it is a great comfort when you think that the food or fuel which you save, or the furniture of which you are so careful, is something husbanded for the poor, or for the Christian treasury. And, though a Christian servant will be active, and obliging, and orderly, whatever her employers are, she has another motive added, when she thinks that her civility, and neatness, and good stmse, are increasing the happiness of a Christian home. Melancihon, the great reformer, was not rich, but he loved to show hospitality, and he needed to buy books, and travel a great deal in the service of the THE FAITHFUL SERVANT. 265 church, and he often said that he owed it all to the good manaoement of his old and faithful servant, John of Sweden. And just as we have known pious servants, who, rather than leave a pious family, would have continued to serve for notliing, so we have also known Christian families who, rather than see a faithful servant homeless in her declining days, were glad to retain, as an old friend, the inmate whom they had first received beneath their roof as a servant — *' not now a servant, but a mother, a sister, beloved in the Lord." 23 THE TRUE DISCIPLE. This concluding paper the author respectfully in- Bcribes to his more thoue^htful readers. He has been frequently told that his essays are above the compre- hension of " working people ;" but that complaint has seldom come from themselves. Among hard-workers there are many hard-thinkers, and there are thousands whose capacity and education are at least equal to any- tliing contained in the foregoing pages. \Vith an eye to that honorable class, the readers and the thinkers among his industrious fellows-citizens, the author has written most of the bygone numbers ; and if some of the following paragraphs are not so plain as they ought to be, he would humbly beg for them the benefit of a sec- ond perusal. — November 27, 1848. Ever since the world sinned and woke up to misery, there is one absentee whom all have agreed in deploring. Every age has asked tidino-s of her from the as:e that o o went before, and from the one which lame after ; and even the most indolent have put forth an effort, and have joined their neigh- bors in searching for this fugitive. Some THE TRUE DISCirLE. Page 266. THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 267 have dived into the billowy main, and sought her in pearly grottoes and coral caves. And some have bored into the solid rock, and rummRged for her in the mountain roots. And some have risen to where the eagles poise, and have scanned in successive hori- zons the habitable surface ; but all have got the same report. " Where is happi- ness ?" — "Not in me," cries the leafy grove; "nor in me," booms the sounding tide ; " nor in me," rumbles gaunt and hol- low from the dusky mine. And failing to detect her in life's by-paths and open ways, her votaries have reared decoys or shrines into which she haply might turn aside. But all of them have failed entirely. Thea- tres, dancing-saloons, gin-palaces, racing- booths — there is no authentic instance that she ever entered one of them. And though some have fancied that they glimpsed her — " yes, yes," they whisper, "yonder she passed ; and in that hall of science, in that temple of knowledge, in that sweet home, you'll find her ;" by the time you reached 268 THE HAPPY HOME. it, tliere was a death's-hearl at the door, and a " Mene Tekel" on the wall. " Not in me," sighed vain philosophy ; and " not in rne," re-echoed the worldling's rifled home. But where is happiness? Man knows that she is not dead but disappeared ; and ever since under the forbidden tree he ate the bitter-sweet and startled her away, he has longed to find that other and enlighten- ing fruit which would reveal her to his eyes again. And this is the boon which the world's teachers have undertaken to supply, Tliey have come from time to time, seers and sages, Thales, Pythagoras, Zoroaster, Epicurus, Con-fu-tze, and to humanity's wondering gaze they have held up apples, as they said, fresh gathered from the Tree of Life. But after rushing and jostling round them, and getting at great cost a prize, these all proved naught to the hungry buy- er. The golden apples were mere make- believes ; hollow rinds, painted shells filled up with trash or trifles. Some ate, and still THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 269 their soul had appetite ; others ate, and were poisoned. At last, along the path which a hundred prophecies had carved and smoothed, " the desire of all nations" — the Son of God — appeared. And frona the paradise above he fetched the long-lost secret. Himself *' the truth ;" his every sentence freighted with majesty, and fragrant with heaven's sanctity ; it needed not the frequent miracle to compel the exclamation, " Rabbi, we know that thou art a teacher come from God." He did not reason ; he revealed. His sayings were not the conjectures of keen sagacity, nor even the recollections of an angel visiter ; but they were authori- tative words — the insight of Omniscience, the oracle of incarnate Deity. And giving freely to all comers " the apples of gold" from his " basket of silver," the dim and the famished ate, and with open eyes look- ing up, in himself they recognised the an- swer to the ancient query. " What is hap- piness ?" — "Come unto me," is the Sa- 23* 270 THE HAPPY HOME. vioiir*s reply ; *' come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. and learn of me ; for T am meek and lowly in heart : and ye shall find rest unto yoni souls." — " Wliere is happiness V" Here, at the feet of Ininiannel. And then, and since, thousands have verified the saying. In the words of Jesus they iiave discovered the boon for which their understandings longed — conclusive and soul-fillini:; knowl- edge ; and in his person and work they have found the ijood for whicli their conscience craved — a saving and sanctifying Power. To the great question, What is happi- ness ? Jesus is the embodied answer — at once the teacher and the lesson. The question had been asked for ages, and some hundred solutions had been proposed. And in the outset of his ministry the Saviour took it up, and gave the final answer. What is happiness? "Happy are the humble. Happy are the contrite. Happy are the meek. Happy are they who hunger after THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 271 righteousness. Hapjoy are the merciful, the pure in heart, the peace-makers, the men persecuted for riojhteousness."* Tn * The reader could not do better than go carefully over the Sermon on the Mount, He will find it in the fifth, sixth, and seventh chapters of Matthevp. We have known of repeated instances where ])ersons re- ceived their first prepossession for Christianity from that matchless effusion of incarnate goodness. The follow- ing passage occurs in Sir James Mackintosh's Indian Journal : "I have just glanced over Jeremy Taylor on the Beatitudes. The selection is made in the most sublime spirit of virtue. Of their transcendent excel- lence I can find no words to express my admiration and reverence. ' Blessed are the merciful, for they shall ob- tain mercy.' — ' Put on, my beloved, m the elect of Gody bowels of mercy.' At last the divine speaker rises to the summit of moral sublimity. 'Blessed are they who are persecuted for righteousness' sake.' For a moment, O teacher blessed, I taste the unspeakable delight of feeling myself to be better. I feel, as in the days of my youtli, that hunger and thirst after righteousness, which long habits of infirmity, and the low concerns of the world, have contributed to extinguish." — Life ii., 125. At the moment when he wrote these words, we fear that this fine intellect was skeptical. It was far other- wise at last. His daughter says, telling of his latter hours, " I said to him, 'Jesus Christ loves you ;' he an- swered slowly, and, pausing between each word, ' Jesus Christ — love — the same thing.' He uttered these last words with a most sweet smile. After a long silence he said, ' I believe — .' We said, in a voice of inquiry, ' in Godr He answered, 'in Jesus.' He spoke but once more after this. Upon our inquiry how he felt, he said he was ' happy.' " 272 THE HAPPY HOME. Other words, he declared that happiness is goo(hiess. A holy nature is a happy one. But was not tliat a blank and con- founding announcement ? To tell the wicked people all around him — the fierce, and quarrelsome, and licentious spirits who thronged the mountain side, " Blessed are the merciful, the pure, the peaceful ;" was not that to lay a gravestone on their hopes ? Was it not saying to his auditors, " Happi- ness is goodness, and so it never can be yours '?" And had the teaching of Jesus ended there, he would have left mankind in gloomy possession of a glorious truth ; he would have left it a wiser but a sadder world. But in the minds of such as felt themselves guilty and unholy, that announce- ment raised two other questions. Will God pardon the past? x\nd if he should, how are we to get those holy dispositions which are so essential to blessedness? And at sundry times, and in divers places, he an- swered both these questions. " Will God pardon ihe past?" — "Yes; for God so THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 273 loved the world, that he gave his only be- gotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." That is, " accept my atonement, and you shall not die for your own sin. Employ me as your Mediator, and eternal life is your own. Believe and be forgiven." Again. " Supposing sin is pardoned, how- are holy dispositions to be created and fos- tered in this wicked heart of mine?" — *' Jesus stood and cried, If any man thirst (for holiness) let him come unto me, and drink. He that believeth on me, out of his heart shall flow rivers of living water. This spake he of the Spirit, which they that be- lieve on him should receive." That is, " Come to me as disciples, and be filled with the Holy Ghost. Believe on me, and find pure water welling through your na- ture's bitter soil. Believe, and be filled with holy desires and dispositions." So that, in its entireness, Christ's doctrine came to this — " A new and holy nature is bles- sedness. Believe in me, and your nature 274 THE HAPPY HOME. will be new and holy, and you yourself be bles^;ed." We have said that Christ was not only the j^reat Teacher, hut the i!;reat Lesson. Perhaps this will be plainer if we take another ^rand question. The world asks, What is happiness? But that can only be answered by meeting another inquiry — What is God? Is he just, and good, and true? And how is he disposed toward sinners of our race? Is he placable? Is he propitious ? Or is he stern and vindic- tive, and determined to destroy us ? Or is he altogether indifferent to our weal or wo ? Among thoughtful men these que- ries had been often mooted, and doubtless the first disciples of Jesus had often mused and pondered over them ; and at last, when he was about to leave them, one put the question express. The Master had told them that the time was come, and that he must now return to the Father; and feel- ing that the opportunity must not be lost, Philip exclaimed, " Lord, show us the THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 275 Father, and it sufficeth us." " That is the very thing for which our hearts are break- ing : we know not the living God. Show us the Father, and fill the great gap in our knowledge — the mighty chasm in our com- fort." And Jesus answered, " Have T been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath SEEN ME, hath SEEN THE FaTHER." As much as if he had said, " Our nature is identical ; our will is one. All that you need ever know of God is manifest in me. You wonder if God is holy, and just, and true : have you not seen me ? You won- der if God is kind, and good, and loving: have I been so long time with you, and yet have you not known me ? You vi'onder if God be gracious and ready to forgive : did I scruple in receiving you ?" And so, my dear friends, it is life eternal to know the only true God : and you will know him if you know Jesus, whom he has sent. The Son is the express image of the Father; and if you would have confidence toward 276 THE HAPPY HOME. God, you must take the Lord Jesus as your theology. Do not think that the Fatlier is less compassionate, less con- descending, les.< forgiving, than the Son. Do not think of him as less mindful of you, or less loving. Do not think of him as less willing for your salvation than the Redeemer who died on Calvary; or less ready to hear and answer prayer than that In ercessor in whose name your prayers ascend. He that hath seen the Son hath seen the Father; and if you would escape false terror, and ignorant surmisings, and idolatrous illusions, tuink of Jesus when you think of God. In order to be truly happy, you must have some sufficient end in living. And this, again, has moved much controversy. What is the object to which an immortal nature may devote itself most worthily? Which is the highest good? And some have answered, truth. They have con- secrated their days and nights to learning, and have lived and labored for the true. THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 277 And others have maintained that the very crown of excellence is beauty; and in painting, or verse, or music, they have yearned and struggled toward their fair and ever-soaring ideal. And others averring that GOODNESS is the truest joy — that moral rectitude is the topmost apex and converg- ing goal to which all intelligence should tend and travel — they have resolved to spend and be spent for this, and have lived and died the devotees of virtue. But if you, my friends, understand the gospel, you have found the true philosophy; if you know Christ, you have learned the supreme FELICITY. In the Alpha and Omega — in the all-inclusive Excellence — in Imnian- uel, you possess at once the good, the true, the beautiful : the good, for he is the Holy One of God ; — the true, for he is the Amen — the truth-speaking and truth-im bodying I Am ; — the beautiful, for — him- self the perfection of beauty — to one vision of his infinite mind his Omnipotence said, " Let it be," and in this fair universe you 24 278 THE HAPPY HOME. behold the result. Yes, it is a blessed thinij^ to have a life ri<^htly directed and worthily bestowed ; not to live for a phan- tom, but for somethin<^ real ; not to live; for something insufficient or subordinate, but for a high and glorious end ; not to live for something alien or irrelevant, but for an object which claims and can requite your service. Live to Christ, and then you live to highest purpose. Live to Christ, and tiien you live to him who loved you, and gave himself for you. Live to Christ, and then you have a patron, beneath whose smile you may dive into the deepest truth, and soar into the highest beauty. Live to Christ, and then you have an Almighty Friend, into whose arms you may consign your worldly calling and your dearest friends ; and, after he has " put his hands upon them and blessed them," may receive them back, no longer stolen joys, but hallowed loans, and mercies bright with a Redeemer's benison. Live to Christ, and then your soul is joined to that fount- THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 279 ain of unfailino; strength, which gives at once the zest and power of goodness. If you would serve your family, your coun- try, your friends, live to Jesus Christ. If you would have your existence raised to its lushest level, and yonr faculties drawn forth to their fullest exercise, with you let it "to live" be "Christ." And if you would begin betimes that devout and benignant life which Heaven prolongs and perfects, learn from Jesus how to live. For it is in the living Saviour that we must learn the great life-lesson. Jesus was divine, but he was also human. He dwelt among us not only to show us what God is, but what we should be. He left to his people an example that they should follow his steps ; and the best idea of a Christian is " one in whom the life of Jesus is once more manifest." We greatly needed such a pattern. We did not want so much one who should give us new rules and direc- tions how to live, as one who should him- self be a noble specimen. And Jesus was 280 THE HAPPY HOME. that specimen. In books, and especially in the inspired writin^^^s, holy character had been minutely described, and the rule of conduct had been carefully laid down. But what others taught, Jesus did and Jesus was. Before his appearing, too, there had been some splendid instances of isolated excellence — virtues blazing, by ones and twos, from dark and defective natures ; but reabsorbing into his illustrious excellence all these scattered beams, the character of Jesus exhibited no defect nor dimness. Without a spot he shone, the Sun of Righteousness — without eclipse or obscuration, "the Light of the world" — a living Decalogue, where each command was inscribed in letters of brightness on tablets of love. Behold him — how devout. There was one thing whicn made the Man of sorrows still the Man of joys. He could not lose the sense of the Father's love. There spread constantly round him that melodious baptism which first issued from the excel- THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 281 lent glory, " This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased." In the strength of this assurance, he journeyed day by day, and found it meat and drink to do his Father's will. And when the toilsome day was done, and he pensively eyed the fox leaving his lair and the bird wending home to her eyry, though his worn body knew no couch, his happy spirit sought its home in the bosom of its God. The Father loved him, and that love was the rod and staff of pilgrim Messiah. It led him in the paths of righteousness, and comforted him in the valley of death- shadow; and as soon as in his darkest night he waved its transforming wand, Gethsemane lit up green pasture, and Kedron spread out still water. And so, dear reader, do you enter into the Saviour's joy. In becoming his disci- ple, he says, " My peace I give unto you." That same peace which was his constant portion here below, he bought for sinners with his blood. And nothing can you do 24* 282 THE HAPPY HOME. to the Redeemer more joyful, and to the Father more glorifyin<^, and to your own soul more hallowing, that when in the sure- ty's name you claim the peace of God. Love Jesus, and the Father himself will love you ; and instead of skulking through life a culprit or a convict, " accepted in the Beloved," you may lift up the eye of a dear and trustful child. If you would have your affections fixed to God, the cord of his own love must fasten them. If you would be strong for work or trial, the j'oy of the Lord must be your strength. If you would possess a deep and genuine ho- liness, the very God of peace must be your sanctifier. And if, when times are dark — when the world looks gloomy, or shadows from the sepulchre are creeping round you — if you would still have brightness on your onward path, learn to Jook up to God in Christ as your own God for ever and for ever. And see him — so pure of purpose. Placed before you is a casket of gold, and THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 283 you are asked to guess what it contains ; and looking at its exquisite tracery and costly material, you think of a blazing dia- mond or a monarch's signet-ring. Guess ? You can not guess. They open it, and re- veal a spider, a scorpion, or a spinning- worm ! And surveying a human soul, you view the finest casket in this world. Made on a heavenly pattern, with powers so ca- pacious, and feelings so susceptible, in or- der to be worthily occupied, it would need to be filled with some lofty purpose, some pure and noble motive. My reader, you have got that casket. What have you put in it ? What is the thing which chiefly occupies your thoughts? Your great pur- suit and pleasure ? What impels you to exertion ? Is it money ? Is it popularity and praise? Is it dress? Is it dainty food ? Is it some fierce and evil passion ? Is it envy? Is it resentment? Is it self- ishness? Is it the wish to achieve your own personal ease and comfort ? Is it something so paltry that you are ashamed to call it the 284 THE HAPPY HOME. business of life? — something so baleful that it degrades and destroys the heart which hides it ? Viewed in his world-ward as- pect, the Saviour's one motive was philan- thropy. His life-long business was to do good to the bodies and the souls of those around him. To pluck brands from the burning, to instruct the ignorant, to reclaim the vicious, to restore the fallen, to convert the soul, to lighten the burden of wo, to heal disease, to banish misery, to bind up the broken heart — this was his daily call- ing, this was his continuous pursuit. *' I must do cures to-day and to-morrow, and the third day I shall be glorified." Nico- demus did not come so late but that he was glad to see him, and the Samaritan woman did not find him so exhausted, but the hope of saving her soul made him forgetful of fatio^ue. And so pure was this passion, so irrespective of accidental circumstances, or of the present attractiveness of its objects, that the leper and the lunatic, the blind beggar and the howling demoniac, Malchus in the THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 285 act of arresting him, and the very men who slew him, all came in for an ungrudging share. His last prayer was intercession ; his last business was beneficence. " Father, forgive them;" — "Woman, behold thy son ; Disciple, behold thy mother ;" and having prayed for his murderers and provi- ded for Mary a home, from the contiguous cross he bore with him to Paradise, as love's last trophy, the spirit of the ransomed thief. Reader, let the mind be in you which was in Christ Jesus. Seek to have your bosom filled with pure kindness and holy compassion — a compassion various as is human sorrow — a kindness which shall still be flowing while life itself is ebbing. Cease to be selfish. Learn the blessedness of doing good. Even you can contribute to that great work — the making of a bad world better. Is there no acquaintance over whom you have influence? None whom you might reclaim from a bad habit? None whom you might induce to read some use- ful book, or attend the house of God ? Are 286 THE HAPPY HOME. there no poor rhiklreii whom you might collect on a sahhalh afternoon, and teach them a Bible lesson ? Is there no sick neighbor to whom you might carry a little comfort — something nice to tempt his list- less palate? No invalid friend whom you might cheer with an hour of your company, or to whom yoii might read or say some- thing for the good of his soul "? At all events, you can be doing good at home. You can minister to the wants of some aged parent. You can sooth the grief of some bereaved relation. You can lend a helping hand, and lighten their labors who have got too much to do. With a firm but fatherly control, you can guide your children in wisdom's ways. And you can diffuse throughout your dwelling that sweetest music — cheer- ful and approving words ; that brightest light — the clear shining of a cordial coun- tenance. And when God in his Providence sends favorable opportunities, with self- denied and prayerful affection, you may be the means of stamping on some immortal THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 287 mind a truth or lesson as enduring as that mind itself. Then, too, observe how simple and how genuine was his character ! how free from extremeness or reserve ! " The Son of man came eating and drinking." He wore the common dress of the country. He spoke the common language. So far as they were innocent, he fell in with all the common usages of the people around him. And some were annoyed at this. They wished that he would make himself singu- lar. They would have liked him to ke^p more aloof. Like his predecessor, John the Baptist, they would have preferred that he had dwelt in the desert, and fasted, and worn a hairy mantle or some peculiar garb. They could have wished to see him issue on the world from some dim cloister, and in stately speech give forth his mystic ora- cle, and once more vanish from the view. But they fancied that they knew all about him — his birthplace, his parentage, his habits ; and so long as he lived this open TWE HAPPY HOME. and explicit life they could not surround him with an odor of sanctity. They were too gross to perceive how much of Heaven he carried into Cana's feast, and with what a god-like purpose he went to be the guest of Mattiiew or Zaccht'us. They forgot how much nobler is the piety which hallows common life, than tlie demureness which flies away from it. iVnd they did not know that he was doing all this on purpose. He meant his example to be a pattern to com- mon people, and therefore he frequented the ordinary resorts, and livefl the familiar life of men. But tliough he might now be seen in the market-place or under the tem- ple-piazza, surrounded with people from the shops and stalls ; and though you might this afternoon meet him amidst lawyers and courtiers, in the house of Simon the Phar- isee ; and though you might overtake him next morning seated under a wayside tree, and discoursing freely to his peasant-follow- ers ; and though on all these occasions there was no assumption, no reserve, no artifice, THE TRUE DISCIPLE. there was," at the same time, no weakness, no sanction to vice or folly. There was all the refinement of a most delicate benevo- lence, and all the majesty of a nature sep- arate from sin. His every movement was innocence ; his every utterance was purity. His character was like the sunbeam, visit- ing without degradation the poorest hovel, and contracting no stain from the evils which it failed to extinguish. Reader, you are living in that world in which the Lord Jesus chose for a season to reside. If your piety be sound and strong enough, common life will not make you carnal. Have grace in your heart. Live under the eye of God. Live in the name of Jesus. Take your Master for your model. Pray and labor to be in the world as its sinless Visiter was. And if God should give you the spirit of true dis- cipleship, there will be a beautiful complete- ness in your character. You will not need to study your appearance, nor to be nervous about people's opinions ; for by its self- 25 290 THE HAPPY HOME. -sustaining sincerity, your conduct will soon- er or later achieve its own viiifiication, and in her child shall Wisdom be justified. In your common talk there will be no scurrility nor scandal ; nothing false, nothing unseem- ly, nothing base nor vile. In your ordinary acting, there will be no crooks nor crotchets ; nothing shabby or unfair; nothing cruel or oppressive ; nothing for which conscience can not render a good reason. But those who knelt with you at family prayer will recognise the same man when they meet you in the mart or the work-room ; and those who last saw you in the festive circle will not be startled when they find them- selves beside you at the communion-table. If this sketch be plain enough, you will perceive that it is to three things that the mission of Jesus Christ owes its main im- portance : — He is the manifestation of God. THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 291 He is the Mediator between God and man. And he is the model to his redeemed and regenerate people. He is God manifest. No man hath seen the Father but the Son, and he to whom the Son hath revealed him. He that hath seen Jesus hath seen the Father. He is the express image of the Father ; and as embodying all the perfections and disposi- tions of the invisible Godhead, Jesus is to our race the one theology. He is also Mediator. His cross is the meeting-place betwixt God and the sinner. His blood is the sacrifice which makes it a righteous thing in God to cancel guilt, and receive the returning transgressor. His gospel is the white flag, the truce-proclaim- ing banner, which announces Jehovah's amnesty, and says to every rebel, Be rec- onciled to a reconciling God. His merit is the censer which perfumes the sinner's prayer, and makes it prevalent with a holy God. His intercession is that secret influ- 292 THE HAPPY HOME. ence within the veil, which secures for his Church and its believins^ members the gift of the Holy Ghost. His love is the balm of life; his presence the antidote of death; his f]:lory, seen and shared, the joy of heaven. So that, as the source and con- summation of all our s^reatest blessings, Jesus is the Supreme Felicity. And he is the pattern of his believing people. All that was human in his earthly walk is for our example, that we should follow his steps. And with such a trans- forming agent promised as is the Holy Ghost, and with such a pattern propounded as the perfect Saviour, there is no limit to the excellence, inward and outward, after which the followers of Jesus should aspire. To be " like him" is the privilege of a perfect world; — but how gloriously near to that likeness even now his loving people may attain, the Bible nowhere limits. But the believer, whose character is strong without hardness, and gentle with- out weakness — who is consumed with the THE TRUE DISCIPLE. 293 zeal of God, and who still olows with good will to man — who is spiritual but not sanc- timonious, diligent and withal devout, vigor- ous in action and patient in endurance, — that consistent disciple bears the visible lineaments of the Elder Brother. And as supplying our world with the first and only instance of excellence fully developed and perfectly proportioned — goodness in its entireness, and each o^race in its inten- sity — the life of Jesus is the great text- book of ethics — the grand lesson in prac- tical piety. You also perceive that Christianity, or the knowledge of Christ, is "the most excel- lent of all the sciences." Some knowledge is entertaining, and some is useful ; but this knowledge is essential. Without it you can not gain peace of conscience, nor that refinement and elevation of character which itself is happiness ; and without it you can not secure a blissful immortality. And of all the sciences which treat the great ques- tion of human happiness, this alone is solid ; 25* 294 THE HAPPY HOME. for this alone is constructed from facts and confirmed by experience. Some theories are popular from age to age, but they are human compilations, and, like snow-statues reared in pprin