The hope of unjust men perisheth.
Truth is the best speech.
UTY is a thing that is due, and must be paid by every man who would avoid present discredit and eventual moral insolvency. It is an obligation-a debt-which can only be discharged by voluntary effort and resolute action in the affairs of life.
Duty embraces man's whole existence. It begins in the home, where there is the duty which children owe to their parents on the one hand, and the duty which parents owe to their children on the other. There are, in like manner, the respective duties of husbands and wives, of masters and servants; while outside the home there are the duties which men and women owe to each other as friends and neighbours, as employers and employed, as governors and governed.
"Render, therefore," says St. Paul, "to all their dues tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honour to whom honour. Owe no man anything, but to love one another; for he that loveth another hath fulfilled the law."
Thus duty rounds the whole of life, from our entrance into it until our exit from it.
Let "duty" be thy watchword.
The rod and reproof give wisdom.
Abhor that which is evil.
The three main duties of a Christian's life
superiors, duty to inferiors, and duty to equals — duty to man, and duty to God. Wherever there is power to use or to direct, there is duty. For we are but as stewards, appointed to employ the means en- trusted to us for our own and for others' good.
The abiding sense of duty is the very crown of character. It is the upholding law of man in his highest attitudes. Without it, the individual totters and falls before the first puff of adversity or temp- tation; whereas, inspired by it, the weakest becomes strong and full of courage. "Duty," says Mrs. Jame- son, "is the cement which binds the whole moral edifice together; without which, all power, goodness, intellect, truth, happiness, love itself, can have no permanence; but all the fabric of existence crumbles away from under us, and leaves us at last sitting in the midst of a ruin, astonished at our own desola- tion."
Duty is based upon a sense of justice — justice inspired by love, which is the most perfect form of goodness. Duty is not a sentiment, but a principle pervading the life and it exhibits itself in conduct and in acts, which are mainly determined by man's conscience and freewill.
Are retrospection, inspection, and anticipation.
Cleave to that which is good.
The used key is always bright.
No sense like common sense.
S an epitome of worldly wisdom, we know of no better than "The Way to Wealth, as clearly shown in the Preface of an old Pennsylvanian Almanac, entitled 'Poor Richard Improved," written by the great American
philosopher, Benjamin Franklin. It is homely, simple, sensible, and practical—a condensation of the proverbial wit, wisdom, and every-day philosophy, useful at all times, and essentially so in the present day. Nearly every line contains a Good Device or a Precept for Practice, and we earnestly commend its perusal to our readers.
"COURTEOUS READER,-I have heard that nothing gives an author so great pleasure as to find his works respectfully quoted by others. Judge, then, how much I must have been gratified by an incident I am going to relate to you. I stopped my horse lately where a great number of people were collected at an auction of merchant's goods. The hour of the sale not being come, they were conversing on the badness of the times, and one of the company called to a plain, clean old man with white locks, 'Pray, Father Abraham, what think you of the times? Will not these heavy taxes quite ruin the country? How shall we ever be able to pay them? What would you advise us to do?' Father Abraham stood up, and replied, 'If you would have my advice I will give it you in short,
Spur metal is the best metal.
He that lives upon hope may die fasting.
Time lost is never found again.
for, A word to the wise is enough, as poor Richard says.' They joined in desiring him to speak his mind, and gathering round him, he proceeded as follows :—
"Friends, the taxes are indeed very heavy, and if those laid on by the government were the only ones we had to pay we might more easily discharge them; but we have many others, and much more grievous to some of us. We are taxed twice as much by our idleness, three times as much by our pride, and four times as much by our folly; and from these taxes the commissioners cannot ease or deliver us, by allowing an abatement. However, let us hearken to good advice, and something may be done for us. God helps them that help themselves, as poor Richard
"I. It would be thought a hard government that should tax its people one-tenth part of their time, to be employed in its service; but idleness taxes many of us more; sloth, by bringing on diseases, absolutely shortens life. Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labour wears; while, The used key is always bright, as poor Richard says. But, Dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of, as poor Richard says. How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep! forgetting that, The sleeping fox catches no poultry; and that, There will be sleeping in the grave, as poor Richard says.
"If time be of all things the most precious, wasting time must be, as poor Richard says, the greatest prodigality; since, as he elsewhere tells us, Lost time is never found again; and, What we call time enough always proves little enough. Let us, then, be up and be doing, and doing to the purpose; so by diligence shall we do more, and with less perplexity. Sloth makes all things difficult, but industry
A word to the wise is enough.
The present time is our own.
Time is the stuff that life is made of.
all easy; and, He that riseth late must trot all day, and shall scarce overtake his business at night; while, Laziness travels so slowly that poverty soon overtakes him. Drive thy
business, let not that drive thee; and, Early to bed, and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise, as poor Richard says.
"So what signifies wishing and hoping for better times? We may make these times better if we bestir ourselves. Industry need not risk, and, He that lives upon hopes will die fasting. There are no gains without pains; then, Help, hands, for I have no lands; or, if I have, they are smartly taxed. He that hath a trade, hath an estate; and, He that hath a calling, hath an office of profit and honour, as poor Richard says; but then the trade must be worked at, and the calling followed, or neither the estate nor the office will enable us to pay our taxes. If we are industrious we shall never starve; for, At the working man's house, hunger looks in, but dares not enter. Nor will the bailiff or the constable enter; for, Industry pays debts, while despair increaseth them. What though you have found no treasure, nor has any rich relation left you a legacy? Diligence is the mother of good luck, and God gives all things to industry. Then, Plough deep, while sluggards sleep, and you shall have corn to sell and to keep. Work while it is called to-day, for you know not how much you may be hindered to-morrow. One to-day is worth two to-morrows, as poor Richard says; and, further, Never leave that till to-morrow what you can do to- day. If you were a servant, would you not be ashamed that a good master should catch you idle? Are you then your own master, be ashamed to catch yourself idle, when there is to be so much done for yourself, your family, your country, and your king. Handle your tools without mittens;
He that riseth late must trot all day.
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