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many-colored crystal-like colonnades and really bloom. Sometimes, we confess, vaultings, is reflected with a brilliancy we are so degenerate as to reflect with that gives to the whole a lustre of precious pleasure on the days when men were stones, as far as the eye can see, -such
yoked like cattle, and drew a crooked are the future abodes of men." “ Such is the life reserved to true intelli- interests and methods were the same.
stick for a plough. After all, the great gence, but withheld from ignorance, pre
It is a rather serious objection to Mr. judice, and stupid adherence to custom." « Such is the domestic life to be en
Etzler's schemes, that they require joyed by every human individual that will time, men, and money, three very supartake of it. Love and affection may perfluous and inconvenient things for there be fostered and enjoyed without any an honest and well-disposed man to deal of the obstructions that oppose, diminish, with. “The whole world,” he tells and destroy them in the present state of us, "might therefore be really changed men."
“ It would be as ridiculous, into a paradise, within less than ten then, to dispute and quarrel about the years, commencing from the first year means of life, as it would be now about of an association for the purpose of water to drink along mighty rivers, or constructing and applying the machineabout the permission to breathe air in the ry.” We are sensible of a startling atmosphere, or about sticks in our exten- incongruity when time and money are sive woods."
mentioned in this connection. The ten Thus is Paradise to be Regained, and years which are proposed would be a that old and stern decree at length re- tedious while to wait, if every man versed. Man shall no more earn his were at his post and did his duty, but living by the sweat of his brow. All quite too short a period, if we are to labor shall be reduced to "a short turn take time for it. But this fault is by of some crank,” and “taking the finish- no means peculiar to Mr. Etzler's ed article away.” But there is a crank, schemes. There is far too much hurry -oh, how hard to be turned! Could and bustle, and too little patience and there not be a crank upon a crank,- privacy, in all our methods, as if some an infinitely small crank ?—we would thing were to be accomplished in cenfain inquire.
No,alas! not. But turies. The true reformer does not there is a certain divine energy in eve want time, nor money, nor co-operation, ry man, but sparingly employed as yet, nor advice. What is time but the stuff which may be called the crank within, delay is made of? And depend upon -the crank after all,—the prime mover it, our virtue will not live on the interin all machinery,-quite indispensable est of our money. He expects no into all work. Would that we might get come but our outgoes ; so soon as we our hands on its handle! In fact no begin to count the cost the cost begins. work can be shirked. It may be post- And as for advice, the information poned indefinitely, but not infinitely. floating in the atmosphere of society is Nor can any really important work be as evanescent and unserviceable to him made easier by co-operation or ma as gossamer for clubs of Hercules. chinery. Not one particle of labor There is absolutely no common sense ; now threatening any man can be rout- it is common nonsense. If we are to ed without being performed. It cannot risk a cent or a drop of our blood, who be hunted out of the vicinity like jack- then shall advise us? For ourselves, als and hyenas. It will not run. You we are too young for experience. Who may begin by sawing the little sticks, or is old enough? We are older by faith you may saw the great sticks first, but than by experience. In the unbending sooner or later you must saw them of the arm to do the deed there is exboth.
perience worth all the maxims in the We will not be imposed upon by this world. vast application of forces. We believe that most things will have to be
“It will now be plainly seen that the accomplished still by the application for individuals. Whether it be proper for
execution of the proposals is not proper called Industry. We are rather pleas- government at this time, before the subed after all to consider the small pri- ject has become popular, is a question to vate, but both constant and accumulat- be decided ; all that is to be done, to ed force, which stands behind every step forth, after mature reflection, to codspade in the field. This it is that fess loudly one's conviction, and to conmakes the valleys shine, and the deserts stitute societies. Man is powerful but in
union with many. Nothing great, for the ject of this book may be addressed to improvement of his own condition, or that C. F. Stollmeyer, No. 6, Upper Charles of his fellow men, can ever be effected by street, Northampton square, London." individual enterprise."
But we see two main difficulties in Alas! this is the crying sin of the the way. First, the successful appliage, this want of faith in the prevalence cation of the powers by machinery, of a man. Nothing can be effected but (we have not yet seen the “ Mechanical by one man. He who wants help wants System,”) and, secondly, which is ineverything. True, this is the condi- finitely harder, the application of man tion of our weakness, but it can never
to the work by faith. This it is, we be the means of our recovery. We fear, which will prolong the ten years must first succeed alone, that we may to ten thousand at least. It will take enjoy our success together. We trust a power more than “80,000 times that the social movements which we greater than all the men on earth could witness indicate an aspiration not to be effect with their nerves,” to persuade thus cheaply satisfied. In this matter men to use that which is already offerof reforming the world, we have little ed them. Even a greater than this faith in corporations; not thus was it physical power must be brought to bear first formed.
upon that moral power. Faith, indeed, But our author is wise enough to say, is all the reform that is needed; it is that the raw materials for the accom: itself a reform. Doubtless, we plishment of his purposes, are “iron, as slow to conceive of Paradise as of copper, wood, earth chiefly, and a union Heaven, of a perfect natural as of a of men whose eyes and understanding perfect spiritual world. We see how are not shut up by preconceptions. * past ages have loitered and erred; “ Is Aye, this last may be what we want perhaps our generation free from irramainly,—a company of "odd fellows” tionality and error ? Have we perhaps indeed.
reached now the summit of human wis“Small shares of twenty dollars will dom, and need no more to look out for be sufficient,"—in all, from “200,000 mental or physical improvement ?" Unto 300,000,”—“to create the first es- doubtedly, we are never so visionary as tablishment for a whole community of to be prepared for what the next hour from 3000 to 4000 individuals"-at the may bring forth. end of five years we shall have a prin Μέλλει το θειον δ' έστι τοιουτον φυσει. . cipal of 200 millions of dollars, and so The Divine is about to be, and such paradise will be wholly regained at the is its nature. In our wisest moments end of the tenth year. But, alas, the we are secreting a matter, which, like ten years have already elapsed, and the lime of the shell fish, incrusts us there are no signs of Eden yet, for quite over, and well for us, if, like it, want of the requisite funds to begin the we cast our shells from time to time, enterprise in a hopeful manner. Yet though they be pearl and of fairest tint. it seems a safe investment. Perchance Let us consider under what disadvanthey could be hired at a low rate, the tages science has hitherto labored beproperty being mortgaged for security, fore we pronounce thus confidently on and, if necessary, it could be given up her progress. in any stage of the enterprise, without loss, with the fixtures.
“ There was never any system in the Mr. Etzler considers this “ Address productions of human labor ; but they as a touchstone, to try whether our na came into existence and fashion as chance tion is in any way accessible to these directed men.” “Only a few professional great truths, for raising the human men of learning occupy themselves with creature to a superior state of exist- teaching natural philosophy, chemistry, ence, in accordance with the know- and the other branches of the sciences of ledge and the spirit of the most culti- nature, to a very limited extent, for very vated minds of the present time.” He means." "The science of mechanics is
purposes, with very limited has prepared a constitution, short and but in a state of infancy. It is true, imconcise, consisting of twenty-one arti- provements are made upon improvements, cles, so that wherever an association instigated by patents of government; but may spring up, it may go into operation they are made accidentally or at hap-hazwithout delay; and the editor informs ard. There is no general system of this us that “ Communications on the sub- science, mathematical as it is, which de
velopes its principles in their full extent, pleasures which the arts slowly and and the oullines of the application to partially realize from age to age. The which they lead. There is no idea of winds which fan his cheek waft him comparison between what is explored and the sum of that profit and happiness what is yet to be explored in this science. which their lagging inventions supply. The ancient Greeks placed mathematics at the head of their education. But we are it aims to secure the greatest degree of
The chief fault of this book is, that glad to have filled our memory with notions, without troubling ourselves much gross comfort and pleasure merely. It with reasoning about them.”
paints a Mahometan's heaven, and stops
short with singular abruptness when Mr. Etzler is not one of the enlight- we think it is drawing near to the preened practical men, the pioneers of the cincts of the Christian's,--and we trust actual, who move with the slow de
we have not made here a distinction liberate tread of science, conserving the without a difference. Undoubtedly if world; who execute the dreams of the we were to reform this outward life last century, though they have no truly and thoroughly, we should find dreams of their own; yet he deals in no duty of the inner omitted. It would the very raw but still solid material of be employment for our whole nature; all inventions. He has more of the and what we should do thereafter practical than usually belongs to so would be as vain a question as to ask bold a schemer, so resolute a dreamer. the bird what it will do when its nest Yet his success is in theory, and not is built and its brood reared. But a in practice, and he feeds our faith moral reform must take place first, and rather than contents our understanding. then the necessity of the other will be His book wants order, serenity, digsuperseded, and we shall sail and plough nity, everything,---but it does not fail by its force alone. There is a speedier to impart what only man can impart to way than the Mechanical System can man of much importance, his own faith. show to fill up marshes, to drown the It is true his dreams are not thrilling roar of the waves, to tame hyænas, senor bright enough, and he leaves off to
cure agreeable environs, diversify the dream where he who dreams just be- land, and refresh it with “rivulets of fore the dawn begins. His castles in sweet water," and that is by the power the air fall to the ground, because they of rectitude and true behavior. It is are not built lofty enough; they should only for a little while, only occasionally, be secured to heaven's roof. After methinks, that we want a garden. all, the theories and speculations of Surely a good man need not be at the men concern us more than their puny labor to level a hill for the sake of a execution. It is with a certain cold- prospect, or raise fruits and flowers, and ness and languor that we loiter about construct floating islands, for the sake the actual and so called practical. How of a paradise. He enjoys better proslittle do the most wonderful inventions pects than lie behind any hill. Where of modern times detain us. They in- an angel travels it will be paradise all sult nature. Every machine, or par- the way, but where Satan travels it will ticular application, seems a slight out- be burning marl and cinders. What rage against universal laws. How says Veeshnoo Sunma ? “He whose many fine inventions are there which mind is at ease is possessed of all do not clutter the ground? We think riches. Is it not the same that those only succeed which minister whose foot is enclosed in a shoe, as if to our sensible and animal wants, the whole surface of the earth were which bake or brew, wash or warm, or covered with leather ?" the like. But are those of no account He who is conversant with the which are patented by fancy and ima- supernal powers will not worship gination, and succeed so admirably in these inferior deities of the wind, the our dreams that they give the tone still waves, tide, and sunshine. But we to our waking thoughts? Already na- would not disparage the importance of ture is serving all those uses which such calculations as we have described. science slowly derives on a much They are truths in physics, because higher and grander scale to him that they are true in ethics. The moral will be served by her. When the sun- powers no one would presume to calshine falls on the path of the poet, he culate. Suppose we could compare enjoys all those pure benefits and the moral with the physical, and say
how many horse-power the force of dise without. But though the wisest love, for instance, blowing on every men in all ages have labored to publish square foot of a man's soul, would this force, and every human heart is, equal. No doubt we are well aware sooner or later, more or less, made to of this force; figures would not increase feel it, yet how little is actually applied our respect for it; the sunshine is to social ends. True, it is the motive equal to but one ray of its heat. The power of all successful social machinelight of the sun is but the shadow of ry; but, as in physics, we have made love. “The souls of men loving and the elements do only a little drudgery fearing God," says Raleigh, “receive for us, steam to take the place of a few influence from that divine light itself, horses, wind of a few oars, water of a whereof the sun's elasity, and that of few cranks and hand-mills ; as the the stars, is by Plato called but a mechanical forces have not yet been shadow. Lumen est umbra Dei, Deus generously and largely applied to make est Lumen Luminis. Light is the the physical world answer to the ideal, shadow of God's brightness, who is so the power of love has been but “the light of light,” and, we may add, meanly and sparingly applied, as yet. the heat of heat. Love is the wind, It has patented only such machines as the tide, the waves, the sunshine. Its the almshouses, the hospital, and the power is incalculable ; it is many horse Bible Society, while its infinite wind is power. It never ceases, it never still blowing, and blowing down these slacks; it can move the globe without very structures, too, from time to time. a resting-place; it can warm without Still less are we accumulating its fire; it can feed without meat; it can power, and preparing to act with clothe without garments; it can shelter gearter energy at a future time. Shall without roof; it can make a paradise we not contribute our shares to this within which will dispense with a para- enterprise, then ?
THE FIRST LIGHT AND THE LAST.
A bodied joy, brimful of glee,
Tells what the end thereof shall be;
God's element, we are,—we live;
We think not of the eve's declining-
Yet full of grace, we play, we dream :
Kens not, yet fills the turbid stream:
Then for long years no more down pours:
The fool that all his treasure spendeth,
The years upon the brow are pressing,
the Old Man's treble tone:
Be to my death-bed passing shown !"
O night, be not all overcast !
Borrow the morn-light of Forever :
Ch. S. CONGDON. Nin Bedford, Mass.
“La vie est un sommeil, l'amour en est la rêve."
A SAD, sweet dream! It fell upon my soul
When song and thought first woke their echoes there,
And with the shadow of a fond despair
From my charmed sight the glorious things of earth?
Or with those glimmerings of a former birth,
I know thou dwell'st not in this dull, cold Real,
I know thy home is in some brighter sphere,
In the dark wanderings that await me here ;
Of festal halls, moonlight, and music's tone,
And even with Nature I am still alone;
And if I sigh upon my brow to see
The deep'ning shadow of Time's restless wing, 'Tis for the youth I might not give to thee,
The vanished brightness of my first sweet spring;
Breathe, in those tones that woman holds so dear,
Coldly and harsh they fall upon my ear,
Go, I conjure thee leave me this poor life,
Its threat'ning storms and its tumultuous strife,