is he, too often, to barter his own liberty, his honor, his character, the peace, the very existence of his family-for what? For mere brute gratification! for senseless, stupid indulgence! He will surrender the pure feelings of his heart, the glorious faculties of his mind, and the godlike qualities of his soul, at the dark shrine of drunkenness ! He will become a miserable wretch, whose heart is vitiated, whose mind is clouded, and whose soul is distracted by the pangs of remorse! How few there are, who, having arrived at this stage of crime, fling off the galling chains of servitude, and trample under foot the badges of their slavery! But, when the poor victim makes one determined struggle, he does, with the assistance of a merciful God, strike off the links that bound him captive, and stand once more in the full consciousness of his soul's freedom! And oh ! how immeasurably greater is his glory than that of the conqueror, whose fame is dyed in the blood of thousands! He indeed has triumphed over the powers of darkness—he has crushed beneath his heel the serpent's head--his victory is bloodless-it is pure.

Man! while it is yet in your power, break through the moral prison in which vice has encased the generous feelings of your heart! Assert the nobleness of your birthright! Dash from you the chains with which passion has bound your soul! Call on your God to aid you. FORSWEAR FOR EVER THE FASCINATING BUT DEADLY CUP! Be free! Be free!

EVILS OF THE TRAFFIC.-BEECHER.

COULD all the forms of evil produced in the land by intemperance, come upon us in one horrid array--it would appal the nation, and put an end to the traffic in ardent spirits. If in every dwelling built by blood, the stone from the wall should utter all the cries which the bloody traffic extorts, and the beam out of the timber should echo them back-who would build such a house?-and who would dwell in it? What if in every part

of the dwelling, from the cellar upward, through all the halls and chambers-babblings, and contentions, and voices, and groans, and shrieks, and wailings, were heard, day and night! What if the cold blood oozed out, and stood in drops upon the walls; and, by preternatural art, all the ghastly skulls and bones of the victims destroyed by intemperance should stand upon the walls, in horrid sculpture, within and without the building!— who would rear such a building? What if at eventide, and at midnight, the airy forms of men destroyed by intemperance were dimly seen haunting the distilleries and stores where they received their bane-following the track of the ship engaged in the commerce-walking upon the waves-flitting athwart the deck-sitting upon the rigging-and sending up, from the hold within, and from the waves without, groans, and loud laments, and wailings? Who would attend such stores ? Who would labor in such distilleries? Who would navigate such ships?

But these evils are as real, as if the stone did cry out of the wall, and the beam answered it—as real, as if, by day and night, wailings were heard in every part of the dwelling-and blood and skeletons were seen upon every wall. As real, as if the ghostly forms of departed victims flitted about the ship as she passed o'er the billows, and showed themselves nightly about stores and distilleries, and with unearthly voices screamed in our ears their loud lament!

THE DEALERS AND THEIR TRAFFIC.
CHRISTIAN EXAMINER.

THE wretches who deal out to these deluded, friendless, helpless beings, the poison of body and soul, cannot be reached by the laws of an intelligent Christian people? Preach it till you are weary. Let all the rulers and judges of the land declare it, we will not believe it. While there is moral force in man, while there is civil government in the land, and a God ruling in the heavens, we will not believe it.

There is a cruel wrong somewhere, and it falls with peculiar weight upon those whom we are most bound to protect and relieve, the poor, the young, and the tempted. There are inconsistencies thronging us on every side. Men talk of their liberty as above all price, and they are throwing it away and stripping others of it day by day. They groan about taxes, and they tax themselves and the whole community enormously year after year, or suffer dealers and drinkers to tax them, for the consumption of that which they allow they do not need, and which brings upon their revenue, their energies, and all their resources, a burden to which every other is light. We pay largely, and resign no little for our freedom, for the protection which government extends over our property and lives. But when we implore rulers or citizens to protect us and our children from the decoys and pitfalls that are thick spread around us, or help us to snatch our brother from the merciless fangs of a monster in human shape, they tell us they cannot interfere with a man's business, they will not curtail his liberty, they must not hazard an election, they dare not enforce an unpopular law; and so they dig another pitfall at our very door, and multiply the lures all along our streets, and extend over them that same defence which they refuse us and ours! Oh, it is miserable mockery! It is blank sophistry. It is dreadful inhumanity! Where peculiarly the guilt lies, or what is the remedy, it is for others and all to consider. That there is guilt, every conscience that is alive feels. That there must be a remedy, every believer in God and Christianity knows.

WATER.-MARSHALL.

OH, water! water! that man, of all created things, should turn from thee with loathing and disgust!-man, to whom it stands in ministering attendance in all its forms;-man, whom it blesses in blessing all things else; whether bearing aloft his ships upon the salt and buoyant wave in its ocean home, or

hanging in cloudy mantles above, to protect him and shade the earth from the too intense and scorching rays of heaven; or descending in showers or in dews, to scatter fragrance and bloom, to charm his sense, and to nourish vegetation for his food; or rolling in rivers, bursting into fountains, or leaping in cascades; congealing into ice, expanding into steam, extinguishing flames; the vehicle of commerce, feeder of plants and flowers, fertilizer of earth, temperer of the air, armor of cities, assuager of thirst,— friend, comforter, cleanser, ally, co-worker with man through life, and last luxury of sensation in death, to cool him for the grave. Oh, that he should have turned from Nature and thee in search of a substitute, and found, or invented and compounded rather, for he did not find it,- -a fluid distillation from hell itself, abhorrent to all the policy of Nature, and deranging her whole system of economy, and of power sufficient not only to kill the body, but to transform, change, transmute, dehumanize the mind!

AMERICAN HISTORY.-VERPLANCK.

WHAT has this nation done to repay the world for the benefits we have received from others? We have been repeatedly told, and sometimes, too, in a tone of affected impartiality, that the highest praise which can fairly be given to the American mind, is that of possessing an enlightened selfishness; that if the philosophy and talents of this country, with all their effects, were for ever swept into oblivion, the loss would be felt enly by ourselves; and that if to the accuracy of this general charge, the labors of Franklin present an illustrious, it is still but a solitary, exception.

The answer may be given, confidently and triumphantly. Without abandoning the fame of our eminent men, whom Europe has been slow and reluctant to honor, we would reply, chat the intellectual power of this people has exerted itself in conformity to the general system of our institutions and manners; and therefore, that, for the proof of its existence and the

measure of its force, we must look not so much to the works of prominent individuals, as to the great aggregate results; and if Europe has hitherto been wilfully blind to the value of our example and the exploits of our sagacity, courage, invention, and freedom, the blame must rest with her, and not with America.

Is it nothing for the universal good of mankind to have carried into successful operation a system of self-government, uniting personal liberty, freedom of opinion, and equality of rights, with national power and dignity; such as had before existed only in the Utopian dreams of philosophers? Is it nothing, in moral science, to have anticipated in sober reality, numerous plans of reform in civil and criminal jurisprudence, which are, but now, received as plausible theories by the politicians and economists of Europe? Is it nothing to have. been able to call forth on every emergency, either in war or peace, a body of talents always equal to the difficulty? Is it nothing to have, in less than a half century, exceedingly improved the science of political economy, of law, and of medicine, with all their auxiliary branches; to have enriched human knowledge by the accumulation of a great mass of useful facts and observations, and to have augmented the power and the comforts of civilized man, by miracles of mechanical invention? Is it nothing to have given the world examples of disinterested patriotism, of political wisdom, of public virtue; of learning, eloquence, and valor, never exerted save for some praiseworthy end? It is sufficient to have briefly suggested these considerations; every mind would anticipate me in filling up the details.

No-Land of Liberty! thy children have no cause to blush for thee. What though the arts have reared few monuments among us, and scarce a trace of the Muse's footstep is found in the paths of our forests, or along the banks of our rivers; yet our soil has been consecrated by the blood of heroes, and by great and holy deeds of peace. Its wide extent has become one vast temple and hallowed asylum, sanctified by the prayers and blessings of the persecuted of every sect, and the wretched of all nations.