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rounded me were lively, the greater was my sorrow when my ideas returned to the globe I had quitted. All the calamities of the human race united, as in one point, to overwhelm my heart, and I exclaimed piteously.— Alas! the world I inhabited, formerly resembled your's; but, peace, innocence, and chaste pleasures soon vanished.-Why was I not born among you? what a contrast! the earth which was my sorrowful abode is incessantly filled with tears and sighs; there the smaller number oppress the greater; the demon of property infects what he touches, and what he covets. Gold is there a god, and they sacrifice on his altar, love, humanity, and the most valuable virtues. Shudder, you who hear me! the greatest enemy which man has is man; his chiefs are his tyrants; they make all things bend under the yoke of their pride or their caprice; the chains of oppression are in a manner extended from pole to pole; a monster who assumes the mask of glory, makes lawful whatever is most horrible, violence and murder. Since the fatal invention of an inflammable powder, no mortal can say, to-morrow I shall repose in peace;-to-morrow the arm of despotism will not crush my head;-to-morrow dreadful sorrow will not depress my soul;-to-morrow the wailings of an useless despair, proceeding from a distressed heart, will not escape my lips, and tyranny bury me alive as in a stone coffin! Oh, my brethren! weep, weep over us! We are not only surrounded with chains and executioners, but are moreover de pendent on the seasons, the elements, and the meanest insects. All nature rebels against us; and even if we subdue her, she makes us pay dearly for the benefits our labour forces from her. The bread we eat is earned by our tears and the sweat of our brow; then greedy men come and plunder us, to squander it on their idle favourites. Weep, weep with me, my brethren! hatred pursues us; revenge sharpens its poniard in the dark; calumny brands us, and even deprives us of the power of making our defence; the object of tenderness betrays our confidence, and forces us to curse this otherwise consolatory sentiment. We must live in the puidst of all the strokes of wickedness, error, pride, and folly.' While my heart gave a free course to my complaints, I saw a band of shining seraphs descending from heaven; on which shouts of joy were immediately sent forth from the whole race of these fortunate beings. As I gazed with astonishment, I was accost: ed by an old man, who said, Farewel, my friend! the moment of our death draws near; or rạther, that of a new life. The ministers of the God of clemency are come to take us away from this earth; we are going to dwell in a world of still greater perfection.'
Why, father,' said I, are you then strangers to the agonies of death, the anguish, the pain, the dread, which accompany us in our last moments?' • Yes, my child,' he replied, ? these angels of the Highest come at stated periods, and carry us all away, opening to us the road to a new world, of which we have an idea by ihe undoubted conviction of the unlimited bounty and magnificence of the Creator. A cheerful glow was immediately spread over their countenanceș ; their brows already seemed crowned with immortal splendor; they sprang lightly from the earth in my sight; I prest the sacred hand of each for the last time, while with a smile they held out the other to the seraph, who had spread his
wings to carry them to heaven. They ascended all at once, like a flock of beautiful swans, that, taking flight, raise themselves, with majestic rapidity, over the tops of our highest palaces. I gazed with sadness; my eye followed them in the air, until their venerable heads were lost in the silver clouds, and I remained alone on this magnificent deserted land. I perceived I was not yet fitted to dwell in it, and wished to return to this unfortunate world of expia. tion: thus the animal escaped from his keeper rea turns, following the track of his chain, with a mild aspect, and enters his prison.' Awaking, the illusion was dispelled, which it is beyond the power of my weak tongue or pen to describe in its full splen- ? dor; but this illusion I shall for ever cherish; and, supported by the foundation of hope, I will preserve it till death, in the inmost recesses of my soul.
A PARABLE AGAINST PERSECUTION.
1. And it came to pass after these things, that Abraham sat in the door of his tent, about the going down of the sun.
.-. . 2. And behold a man bowed withage, coming from the way of the wilderness leaning on a staff, 3. And Abraham arose, and met bim, and said, unto him, Turn in, I pray thee, and wash tby feet, and tarry all night; and thou shalt arise early in the morning, and go on thy way. And the man said, Nay; for I will abide under this tree. ' 5. But Abraham pressed him greatly: so he turned, and they went into the tent; and Abraham baked unleavened bread, and they did eat. : 6. And when Abraham saw that the man blessed not God, he said unto him, Wherefore dost thou not worship the most high God, creator of heaven and earth?
7. And the man answered and said, I do not worship thy God, neither do I call upon his name; for I have made to myself a god, which abideth always in my house, and provideth me with all things.
8. And Abraham's zeal was kind. led against the man, and he arose, and fell upon him, and drave him forth with blows into the wilderness,
9. And at midnight God called unto Abraham, saying, Abraham, where is the stranger? 10. And Abraham answered and said, Lord, he would not worship thee, neither would he call upon thy name; therefore have 1 driven him out from before my face into the wilderness.
11. And God said, have I borne with him these hundred ninety and eight years, and nourished him, and clothed him, notwithstanding his rebellion against ine; and
couldst not thou, who art thyself a sinner, bear with him one night?
12. And Abraham said, let not the anger of my Lord wax hot against his servant: lo, I have sinned, forgive me, I pray thee. 13. And Abraham arose, and went forth into the wilderness, and sought diligently for the man, and found him; and returned with him to the tent; and when he had entreated himn kindly, he sent him away on the morrow with gifts. 14. And God spake again unto Abraham, saying, for this thy sin shall thy seed be afflicted four hundred years in a strange land:
15. But for thy repentance will I deliver them, and they shall come forth with power, and with gladness of heart, and with much substance.