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II. That man having a divinely-ordained destiny to accomplish,
cannot be free to produce or to prevent that destiny, as he
pleases. III. That man being a creature cannot be independent, and there
fore that he cannot be self-determining. IV. That consciousness and experience prove to us that the will is
not free but caused. V. T'hat there are no sound objections to the doctrine of Neces
sity on the grounds, That it is inconsistent with man's
accountability, or with the principle of moral good and evil. VI. That the doctrine is confirmed by the History of the World
and of Human life. VII. That the doctrine is a cheerful and a happy one, and a con
clusion to be desired by man. I would now say a word or two upon the end I have had in view in considering the question. I spoke of it in my first paper as a great one; and such it is.
I wish to prove to men that they are in the Hands of an Almighty, Pure, and Infinitely Benevolent Being, who knows all their weakness, feels for all their sorrows, and provides for all their wants. I wish to prove to them that however much they may be oppressed, forsaken, cast-down, there is yet Cne, who not only seeth them, heareth them, and careth for them, but who through their afflictions, worketh for them an exceeding and eternal glory. I wish to show them that although they are apparently the sport of circumstance and crime, they are really agents doing the work of a Great and Good Master, by whom, and to whom and through whom all things consist. And I desire above all things to prove to them that although they may seem to be placed in a scene of trouble, guilt, and perplexity, doubt and darkness, promising little, and threatening much, they are still progressing rapidly towards a Sublime and Magnificent End, which no power can prevent from coming.
And if these sentiments are implanted or more deeply fixed in the hearts of those or any of those who read these papers, my end will have been more than answered, and I shall not have spent my time in vain.
The echo of thy voice floats gently by-
Had found a home in young Hope's radiant eye
When proudest thoughts checked Care's desponding sigh
Pure as a holy Truth by Faith enshrined,
Rests in the inner Temple of the mind
Woman's virtue shall be sung;
And daisies peep along the lea-
I will sing of Woman's Worth ;
« Woman she is false as fair."
She could not, if she would, beguile;
Thoughts that in her bosom lie?
Words the heart alone can speak?
“ They nothing read but blushes there.” Where is self-denial known,
Such as woman's life has shown?
She will die but not desert;
Matched with Woman's constancy,
“ Woman's Love is light as air.”
Man alone was wretched there;
And they granted Woman's Love;
Man's companion, nurse and friend,
Woman is as true as fair.
The pale, sweet orange flower perfumes
ODD LEAVES FROM AN ODD MAN'S NOTE-BOOK.-N0.6.
OF AMERICA. Op all the great changes that are working in the world and in the history of the human race, the most remarkable to the eye of the careful observer, and the most interesting to the contemplation of the philanthropist and the philosopher, is the rise and progress of that vast and magnificent state-formed of the noblest and grandest portion of the earth's surface-America. Promising-as that empire does promise—to be at no very distant date the greatest power that the world has known-the sovereign and mistress of its strength, it is a most improving and important study to trace its powers, its deve. lopments, its energies, and its actions; for as these things will have no slight influence on the world's future history and happiness, in them we may perceive Humanity's prospects, and trace the course and end of its destiny.
And if it be interesting, as it doubtless is, to the human race at large, thus to trace the features and progress of this land and people, it is of greater and closer importance to us, as belonging to the race from which these people have sprung. They are our brethrenbound to us by the ties of affection and blood-and we feel an interest in their career, a sympathy with their throbs, a fellowship with their struggles, and an identification with their glory, which we should not feel for any other land, and which no other land can feel for them. That this is no fancy or fiction, is proved by the thrilling eagerness with which America is watched by us, with which every particle of news is received, every movement regarded, every development of power and energy hailed. And our pride is roused, too. We cannot look without great, and, let me say, proper satisfaction at the extraordinary efforts now making by this people on behalf of the world's improvement and progression, and although as Britons we may feel some little shame at being outdone by them—for we are outdone by them-still as citizens of the world and as philanthropists, we cannot but forget the difference of country and of clime, and regard their exertions with admiration and pride. I said that we are outdone by them, and I was not wrong. That bane of nations-Luxury-has found a home with us, and has done and is doing much to prevent our contributions to the world's good; and—there can be no doubt of this—(it is a painful and humiliating truth, but it is a wholesome one to learn)-a transfer of power is being madeEngland is losing, and America is gaining it. Our country has reached her height-a dizzy, dangerous height it is—and though yet the Queen of Nationis, her strength and influence are on the wane. It is useless to disguise the truth from ourselves--Luxury, riches, and power have enervated her-she has passed the meridian of her greatness, and the world's throne is being removed from her land-she is not long to be the universal metropolis. Compare the two countries! In the one we see universal distress-we hear the loud murmurings of oppressed penury-we behold the Few gorged with wealth, the Many ground down by poverty-rank and