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5. Religion bids you give the world a the air with music, flowers may load it good example. It has been said that with perfume, the sun may surpass himninety-nine victims in a hundred acquire self in the beauty of his brightness; this habit from infectious example. Be but you cannot enjoy the one or the other this as it may, the example of men in very much, nor God, their glorious your position is unspeakably powerful author, till you have appeased a giant and pernicious. It has power to sweep appetite, which has dominion over you. multitudes of young men down to death." Be not deceived," my brother. Think "Father," said a little boy, "why do not that you love God with all your you chew tobacco ?" "Because I love heart when this idol has such supremacy it," was the reply. The son chewed it, in your soul. Talk not of aspirations learned to love it, and thus ruined his "for holiness," "full assurance," and health, and embittered his whole life "sanctification," whilst a slave to this peculiar lust, or whilst your piety is so much raised or depressed by the narcotic power of this deceptive drug. Break, my brother, from such "bonds of iniquity." "Take hold CHRISTIAN-LIKE, and help us to wake the Church, and wake the Nation, to this great and fearful evil. GEORGE TRASK, Fitchburg, Mass., 1856.
with disease. I saw a little boy, with a cigar, puffing like a steam engine. "Why do you smoke?" I enquired. "Father smokes, and I'll smoke, sir," was the reply. The cry on every hand is, "Cure fathers, cure church-members, cure men of influence; when they drop it, we will 'follow suit.""
6. Religion bids you to be a thorough temperance man. Rum and Tobacco are twin demons. Tobacco creates an unnatural appetite, which craves alcoholic stimulants, and the gratification of this appetite leads to drunkenness. Smokeshops and dram shops, sots on Rum and sots on Tobacco, have usually been identical; and Temperance can never triumph whilst Tobacco intoxicates the million. Come, my brother! no longer declaim against Alcohol whilst a slave to Tobacco; no longer make yourself the song of the drunkard by intoxication on your quid or pipe.
7. Religion bids you to be pure and Christ-like. To use Tobacco is defiling, is demoralizing; it is a heathenish abomination, and you cannot respect yourself $3,873.22. Or, you pay twelve cents a as its victim. Do you think you please | day-this amounts to $6,746.44.
Reader, you pay, for example, six cents a day for cigars. Continuing this forty years, with interest, amounts to
Christ by using it? Do you think Christ would have allowed John to lean on his bosom, had he used it? Do you think the apostles used it? Are you willing this should be written on your gravestone: "Here lies a Christian who cut short his life by the use of Tobacco"? Is this epitaph becoming for a Christian?
Says Professor Fowler: "A young man from wished to purchase books on Physiology and Health, but said that he was not really able. I asked him about his habits-if he chewed? No. Do you smoke? Yes. How much? He said that formerly he smoked fourteen cigars a day, at about two cents for each, which made over eighty dollars per year, but that his health was so much deranged that he had reduced his allowance to seven. I told him this cost
Amount and Cost of Tobacco.
It is well for the common peace that the enormous tax paid for this article is self-imposed. If its victims were compelled to use it, and pay for it, the world would be filled with rebellion forthwith.
Many a young man in fashionable life pays more for this than for his boardbill. Many a mechanic will die and leave his family without a cent, who pays more for this than the cost of a Life Assurance of Two Thousand Dollars.
8. Religion bids you to be entirely devoted to God. The use of this pernicious drug forbids this. If you used it early, and have used it long, it has be-him forty dollars per year, which he excome with you the KING OF APPETITES. pended not only uselessly, but in those You love it better than honey, or milk, things that tended to shorten life as well or bread, or wine, or the choicest fruits. as to destroy his usefulness while he It is usually the last thing which engages | lived." your heart at night, and it is among the first things which claim your fond regards in the morning. Birds may fill
Says Dr. Alcott: "I have known many a poor family that consumed, in smoking and chewing, at least twenty-five cents a
week. This, in forty years, would a-, at 4,000,000,000 pounds! This is smoked mount to $520; or, if placed at com-chewed and snuffed. Suppose it all pound interest, from year to year, to made into cigars, one hundred to the more than $2,100." pound, it would produce 400,000,000,000. Four hundred billions of cigars!
An editor of a public journal observes: "When we consider the universality of the use of Tobacco, and the fact that some men spend $10, $60, or $100 yearly for cigars-if this town uses twenty per cent. less than the average, $9,000 is devoted to the weed yearly; about twice what we raise by tax for Schools; about enough to build the High School house, about which we tobacco chewers have quarrelled so much; enough to buy a twenty-five cent delaine dress for each adult female in town, a pair of boots for each lad, and a five-dollar bonnet for each lass in town; to pay the salary of all our ministers, and cover all our contributions for benevolent purposes."
The city of New York, according to the authority of McGregor, consumes $10,000 a day on cigars, and but about $8,500 on bread.
NATIONAL COST OF CIGARS: It is estimated that there are 1,400 cigar manufactories in this country, employing 7,000 hands. Assuming that each manipulator makes 2,500 cigars in a week, which is as few as he can live by, the total per week is 17,500,000; and, in a year of forty-eight weeks, the number amounts to 840,000,000. At seven dollars per thousand, the valuation of this quantity is $5,040,000, and adding fifty per cent. profit of jobber and retailer, the total is $7,560,000. Adding the sum paid for imported cigars, $6,184,364 (which is much below the mark), and the whole is $13,744,864. Putting the smokers at five millions, and giving each consumer but 225 cigars a year, it is safe to say that the annual expenditure in this country for this luxury is, $30,000,000! Add to this the amount spent for chewing and smoking tobacco, and snuff, 5,000,000, and we see that there is an enormous expense in this line. This sum total would support more than one hundred of the American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions. Says Dr. Coles, the American Churches pay $5,000,000 annually, for this poison, in all its forms, and less than one million for the Gospel in foreign lands. At this rate, how soon will the Millenium come and bless our race?
THE AMOUNT ON THE GLOBE: The present annual production of tobacco has been estimated by an English writer
Allowing this tobacco, unmanufactured, to cost, on the average, ten cents a pound, and we have $400,000,000 expended every year, in producing a noxious and deleterious weed. At least one and a half times as much more is required to manufacture it into a marketable form, and dispose of it to the customer. If this be so, then the human family expend EVERY YEAR, one thousand millions of dollars in the gratification of an acquired habit, or one dollar for every man, woman or child, upon the earth!
This sum would build two railroads around the earth, at a cost of twenty thousand dollars per mile, or sixteen railroads from the Atlantic to the Pacific! It would build one hundred thousand churches, costing ten thousand dollars each; or half a million of school-houses costing two thousand dollars each; or one million of dwellings, costing one thousand dollars each! It would employ one million of preachers and one million of teachers, giving each a salary of five hundred dollars! It would support three and one third millions of young men at college, giving each $300 per annum for expenses!
Friendly reader, consider the above basis of this calculation in some measure imaginary-call it conjecture, extravagance, just what you please! Cut these figures down one-half-cut them down to suit your own notions. Even then, if you are a Christian or Patriot, a Friend of GoD or Man, you will not trifle with this stupendous iniquity; but in some manly way do your part to arrest its destructive power around you.
The reader will no doubt confess, as we were compelled to do, after reading it, that there is no Yankee trick in all this, but that it is all strictly, truly, sternly, and severely to the point. It wonderfully takes away the poetry which has been woven around the weed.
Whether the habit of using tobacco has never prevailed in New England as it does in the Middle and Western States, or whether these reformatory efforts have been very successful in subduing it, we know not; but we are certain that the habit of using it is far less prevalent than among us. We humbly acknowledge the reproof administered to us,
It is a singular fact that all traces of Calvin's grave have long since been effaced; and no one knows the precise spot where his ashes repose. While few men have exerted a greater influence on his own and the generations after him, none of his admirers can enjoy the privilege of making a pilgrimage to his tomb. His personal appearance and the general characteristics of his life, however, are well known. The following summary is taken from Dr. Henry's Life of Calvin: "Calvin was not of large stature; his complexion was pale, and rather brown; even to his last moments his eyes were peculiarly bright, and indicative of his penetrating genius. He knew nothing of luxury in his outward life, but was fond of the greatest neatness, as became his thorough simplicity. His manner of living was so arranged, that he showed himself equally averse to extravagance and parsimony; he took little nourishment, such being the weakness of his stomach, that for many years he contented himself with one meal a day. Of sleep
he had almost none. His memory was incredible; he immediately recognized, after many years, those he had once seen; and when he had been interrupted for several hours in some work, about which he was employed, he could immediately resume and continue it, without reading again what he had before written. Of the numerous details connected with the business of his office, he never forgot even the most trifling-and this, notwithstanding the incredible multitude of his affairs. His judgment was acute and correct, about which his advice was asked, and he often semed to possess the gift of looking into the future. I never remember to have heard that any who followed his counsel went wrong. He depised fine speaking, and was rather abrupt in his language; but he wrote admirably, and no theologian of his time expressed himself so clearly, so impressively, and accurately as he, and yet he labored as much as any one of his cotemporaries, or of the fathers. fluency he was indebted to the several studies of his youth, and to the natural acuteness of his genius, which had been still further increased by dictation-so that proper and dignified expressions never failed him, whether he was writing or speaking. He never in any wise altered the doctrine which he first adopted, but remained true to the last; a thing which can be said of few theologians of his period.
NOTES ON NEW BOOKS.
COMMERCE AND CHRISTIANITY. A Premium Essay, by Rev. Hollis Read, Author of "God in History," etc., with an introduction by Rev. Henry A. Boardman, D. D., Phila: Pennsylvania Seaman's Friend Society, pp. 150.
This book is a plea for the sailor. The Christian duty of caring for his religious interests is earnestly and eloquently enforced, and the grounds of his claim on the sympathies and care of the church are successively unfolded with great
force. The late E. W. Clark, Esq., of Philadelphia, made a behest of $1,000 to the Seaman's Friend Society, and with a view of establishing an enduring memorial of this kindness of the donor, the Board of Directors offered $100 for the best essay on the Moral Power of the Sea. Nineteen Essays were offered; and the one before us was awarded the prize. It is ably written, and must awaken deep interest in the sailor in the heart of every one who reads it.
OLD times and old things, like old men, deserve reverence and honor, if they be found in the way of wisdom. The law commands, "Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honor the face of the old man;' something of the same respect is due to any thing old, provided it is good and has done good.
This all feel. There are many beautiful instances where persons even kept, protected and fed, old beasts of burden, long after they had become disabled and useless, respecting them, as they say, for the good they have done. We all know with what respect old family Bibles are cherished, and handed down from generation to generation as priceless relics. The same respect is awarded to old family fruit, or shade trees. They must rot away, for no one dares to lay his axe to the root, as long as one twig is green in the spring. But lately, at an old homestead in the country, an old man showed us an old pear tree, which his father had planted more than a century ago; it is far gone, and is only able to manifest its feeble and flickering life in a few green scions every Spring, but he would not sell it, or suffer it to be cut down, for the best acre of ground in the land. It has gained its possession right, according to law, more than five times over
"And wouldst thou hack it down!".
This reminds us of an instance of a similar kind, which the muse of George P. Morris, Esq., has long since embalmed in a never-dying Poem.
He was riding out of New York one day in company with a friend, who was once heir of a large estate, but whose worldly prospects had lately been overtaken with a blight. When they arrived at a certain place in the country his friend asked him to turn down a romantic lane. Mr. Morris asked him his object. "Merely to look once more at an old tree planted by my grand-father, near a cottage that was once my
"It is yours then ?" said Mr. Morris. "No my poor mother sold it." His lips quivered, and his eyes were growing moist as he added, "Dear mother! we passed many happy, happy days, in that old cottage; but it is nothing to me now-father, mother, sisters, cottage— all, all, gone." By this time they were in sight of the venerable tree, and behold!" near the tree stood an old man with his coat off, sharpening his axe!"
A conversation ensued between the man whose youthful associations were bound up in that tree, and the old man of the axe. The one argued from the interest his own heart had in a tree planted by his grand-father, the other argued the interest which he had in ten dollars worth of firewood! Mr. Morris gives, in touching language, the plea and remonstrance of his friend with the unfeeling and mercenary man of the axe!
So he pleaded for the tree. But had just about as much effect upon the old Woodman as the recollection of the Saviour's kindness had upon Judas. He ceased not whetting his axe, and casting greedy glances at the tree, until some silvery arguments were used. This prevailed. When he heard "that money should be given unto him," even ten dollar-pieces of silver, he straightway laid down his axe, and entered into a bond that he would "spare that tree."
This incident, the tenderness of which none whose feelings are not entirely sordid and earthly, can fail to feel, illustrates the beauty of those associations which cling, strong as life, around those objects hallowed