The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 12, No. 72, October, 1863

f summer which are better than her radiant presence. The sky overhead was flooded with rich autumna

plied to those printed petrifactions? One would sooner look for vitality among the frozen denizens of the Morgue on St. Bernard! Yet I doubt if these stately authors, wrapped in the cerements of their prosiness, may reasonably reproach a forgetful world. They ministered to the wants of their present, and by so doing were privileged to fashion a future which they might not enter and possess. Complain indeed! Why, their progeny had a g

yman part with Miss Hurribattle at the gate

we exchanged greetings, yet there was hard

ain a judicial largeness of view, is it any compensation for that intense glow of the sympathies as they crowd into one specious chann

ed his youth of high motives and warm ideas, who has learned to contemn his boyish ambition to do some great thing for the world. Tr

plaint of the day is, that the doctrines of Christianity have either dissolved into abstractions or hardened into formal

l the commandments; cider, if one drinks enough of it, is intoxicating; Deacon Greenlaw presses apples, and sells the juice; he therefore upholds and encourages the aforesaid commandment-breaking;-it is the business of the pulpit to denounce sinners persisting in their sin, therefore, etc., etc.,-you perceive the conclusion. In short, if I do not instantly take th

Instead of attempting to pull these hopeful people back into the church, cannot you urge the church forward to comprehend their p

o commit myself to all the wild Saturnalia of their moralitie

as far as any one in th

elegates. Well, it was only yesterday afternoon that Stellato, in behalf of one of the committees, denounced the clergy of New England as gross flesh-eaters who had made themselves incapable of perceiving any spiritual truth. And I happen to know that Mrs. Romulus

is ignorant of any such tendency in thes

mplicity in her speech, which betokens enthusiasm of a purely religious type. But she is banded with

e. The woman short, sharp, lean; the man unctious and foxy,-yet also representing a

to the study. "Deacon Greenlaw has been converted a

ill will be publicly burned this afternoon at five o'clock. All the delegate Gladiators will march in procession t

a tomcat of the largest proportions," mur

ildren of the Public Schools, the Millennial Choir, and Progressi

er-mill stands on the hill just before Mrs. Widesworth's house: the procession may be expected to pass before her windows about four o'

o spring from the lips of the cler

n fire: those clouds drifting

her!" responded Stellato, with great contempt. "Sunshine and

to make the prayer before the torch is applied. You will doubtless decline; but we shall then be able to assure the peopl

all sweep the State. We have already enrolled some of the best members of your parish, and you see the Deacon is added to the list. Influential men who join us now will be well provided for when we come into power. We want funds to c

ntlemen were mentioned: they were friend

pity for the poor lost inebriate. They propose to convert their bar-keeping brothers by a course of moral suasion. But they will ever proscribe and def

ver

size of life, colored after Nature by a p

ot ques

Romulus, turning suddenly upon the clergyman. "The ques

ment in imagination: "'Chant, by the Choir; Recitation of Original

congregation to report themselves at Mrs. Widesworth's singing-school. The feverish paroxysms of these public meetings are doubtless more stimulating than the humble duties of home, or the modest pleasures at which a lady of Mrs. Widesworth's character is willing to preside; but it is not th

lk furnished by your barbarous civilization! But the beginning of the end of this priestridden world has at length come. A new era is dawning upon earth. Much-oppress

gravel-walk, and then o

ns of society. Notwithstanding the vigorous words he had spoken, I knew him for one who could never take hearty satisfaction in denouncing any form of Error, because always fated to discern behind it the muffled figure of Truth. More than most men he felt the pressure of an awful fact which weighs upon such as are gifted with any fine apprehension of these worlds

st swim a few desperate strokes against this current, before sinking beneath it forev

et us consider whom and what we may be found fighting against. If these subverters do not altogether prove the truth of their own opinions, do they not at least demonstrate the error of those who totally o

andeur of idea may be found among this acid folk. After a little time she wil

l put upon her the strait-jacket of th

went in different w

ber of the faithful were heaping tar-barrels and shavings about the solitary cider-mill. Regarding their operations from a little dista

ly preparations for y

is, I just looked it out in the dictionary, and there they call it 'a wh

to go under the Juggernaut handsome

e, and jerked his thumb in the direction of a

ted expl

patent screw and a lot of cider-fixins. That old mill's a rattle-trap, any way. There's a place at the other end of the orcha

s," I said, seeing that the Deacon wa

ver, of course I couldn't hold out. I kept telling 'em that the Lord gave us apples, and I

rain, after all; for the cloud

gnificant nod, as if to recall an appointment. "These apple-trees will be dripping well before night. I know the weather-signs in Foxden