LII. GOD IS EVERY-WHERE.

1. OH! show me where is He,
The high and holy One',

To whom thou bend'st the knee,
And prayest', "Thy will be done!
I hear thy song of praise,

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

But where doth God appear?

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

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

In strength and beauty rise?

There view immensity! behold! my God is there:
The sun, the moon', the stars', his majesty declare'.
3. "See where the mountains rise;

Where thundering torrents` foam;
Where, veiled in towering skies,
The eagle' makes his home:
Where savage nature dwells,
My God is present too`;
Through all her wildest dells
His footsteps I

pursue:

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

4. "Look on that world of waves,

Where finny nations glide;
Within whose deep, dark caves
The ocean monsters hide:
His power is sovereign there,
To raise', to quell the storm;
The depths his bounty share,
Where sport the scaly swarm:

Tempests and calms obey the same almighty voice,

Which rules the earth and skies', and bids far worlds rejoice.

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

That God is every-where:

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

LIII. IRONICAL EULOGY ON DEBT.

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

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

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

in

of many minds'; men conjecture' about him, wonder' about him—wonder and conjecture whether he will pay. He is a man of consequence', for many are running' after him. His door is thronged with duns. He is inquired after every hour of the day. Judges' hear of him and know him. Every meal he swallows', every coat he puts upon his back', cvery dollar he borrows', appears before the country in some formal document'. Compare his' notoriety with the obscure lot of the creditor—of the man who has nothing but claims on the world; a landlord, or fund-holder, or some such` disagreeable, hard character.

4. The man who pays his way is unknown in his neighbor

hood.

his name.

he tells books.

You ask the milk-man at his door, and he can not tell You ask the butcher where Mr. Payall lives', and you he knows no such name', for it is not in his You shall ask the baker, and he will tell you there is no such person in the neighborhood. People that have his money' fast in their pockets, have no thought of his person or appellation. His house only is known. No. 31 is good pay. No. 31 is ready money. Not a scrap of paper is ever made out for No. 31. It is an anonymous' house; its owner pays his way to obscurity. No one knows any thing about him, or heeds his movements. If a carriage be seen at his door, the neigborhood is not full of concern lest he be going to run away. If a package be moved from his house, a score of boys are not employed to watch whether it be carried to the pawnbroker. Mr. Payall fills no place in the public mind'; no one has any hopes or fears about him.

5. The creditor always figures in the fancy as a sour, single man, with grizzled hair, a scowling countenance, and a peremptory air', who lives in a dark apartment, with musty

deeds

about him, and an iron safe, as impenetrable as

his heart', grabbing together what he does not enjoy, and what there is no one about' him to enjoy. The debtor, on the other hand, is always pictured with a wife and six fair-haired daughters, bound together in affection and misery', full of sensibility, and suffering without a fault. The creditor, it is never doubted, thrives without a merit. has no wife and children to pity. No one ever thinks it desirable that he should have the means of living'. He is a

He

brute for insisting that he must receive, in order to pay.

It is not in the imagination of man to conceive' that his creditor has demands upon him which must be satisfied', and that he must do to others, as others must do to him. A creditor is a personification of exaction. He is supposed to be always taking in', and never giving out.

6. People idly fancy, that the possession of riches is desirable. What blindness'! Spend and regale'. Save a shilling and you lay it by for a thief. The prudent men are the men that live beyond their means. Happen what may, they are safe. They have taken time by the forelock. They have anticipated fortune. "The wealthy fool, with gold in store," has only denied himself so much enjoyment, which another will seize at his expense. Look at these people in a panic. See who are the fools then. You know them by their long faces. You may say, as one of them goes by in an agony of apprehension, "There is a stupid fellow who fancied himself rich, because he had fifty thousand dollars in bank." history of the last ten years has taught the moral, “spend and regale." Whatever is laid up beyond the present hour, is put in jeopardy. There is no certainty but in instant enjoyment'. Look at school-boys sharing a plum cake. The knowing ones eat, as for a race; but a stupid fellow saves his portion; just nibbles a bit, and "keeps the rest for another time." Most provident blockhead! The others, when they have gobbled up their' shares, set upon him, plunder him, and thresh him for crying out.

The

7. Before the terms "depreciation," "suspension," and "going into liquidation," were heard, there might have been some reason in the practice of "laying up';" but now' it denotes the darkest blindness. The prudent men of the present time, are the men in debt. The tendency being to sacrifice creditors to debtors, and the debtor party acquiring daily new strength every one is in haste to get into the favored class. In any case, the debtor' is safe. He has put his enjoyments behind him; they are safe'; no turns of fortune can disturb' them. The substance he has eaten up, is irrecoverable. The future can not trouble his past. He has nothing to apprehend. He has auticipated more than fortune would ever have granted' him. He has tricked' fort

une;

and his creditors'-bah'! who feels for creditors'? What are creditors? Landlords; a pitiless and unpitiable tribe'; all griping extortioners'! What would become of the world of debtors', if it did not steal a march upon this rapacious class'?

LIV.-FAITHLESS NELLY GRAY.
FROM HOOD.

1. BEN BATTLE was a soldier bold,
And used to war's alarms;
But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
So he laid down his arms!

2. Now, as they bore him off the field,
Said he, "Let others shoot,
For here I leave my second leg,
And the Forty-second Foot!"

3. The army surgeons made him limbs';
Said he, "They're only pegs:

But there's as wooden members quite,
As represent my legs!"

4. Now Ben, he loved a pretty maid`,
Her name was Nelly Gray';
So he went to pay her his devoirs,
When he'd devoured his pay.

5. But when he called on Nelly Gray,
She made him quite a scoff;

And when she saw his wooden legs',
Began to take them off!

6. "O Nelly Gray'! O Nelly Gray'!
Is this your love so warm'?
The love that loves a scarlet coat,
Should be more uniform!"

7. Said she', "I loved a soldier once
For he was blithe and brave';

But I will never have a man

With both legs in the grave!