Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1832-09-27

ed IN large circle around, and the ruins
OF an old castle to aacertaintyon the emf
hence above. You ascend and descend,
and wind in the curves of the shore, los
ing and regaining sightof il. constantly, till
entering at gate, on the level, you fnd
yourself in a filthy, narrow, halt-white-
washed town, with Il, population. of beg
gars, priests, and soldiers; not asrespect-
able citizen to be seen from one end to
the other, nor clean woman, nor a de-
cent house. 1t is so all through Sardinia.
The towns from distance lie in the most
exquisitely chosen spots possible. A riv-
er comes down from the hills and washes
the wall, the uplands above are always OF
the very choicest shelter and exposure;
you would think that man and nature had
conspired to complete its convenience and
beauty. Yet, within, all is misery, dirt
and superstition. Every corner has a
cross, every bench a priest. idling in the
sun, every door a picture Of the Virgin
You are delighted to emerge once more,
and get up mountain to the fresh air.
sELFISHNESs. no.
Death is no more than tho GOODNESS OF
the heart-when its fountain ceases--and
its streams freeze-and it heaves not in
the swell of passion, nor to the impulse of
thonght-but, remaining stiff and torpid in
its source, all the dependant channels Of
life. wither, and contract and are dry
This is physical deatll--ihat which is or
dained as the crucible of morials, through
which they must pass in the great and uni
form changes ofthe material world.
Goodness of the heart is death. Not
that it is always accompanied with funeral
obsequies, the dark habiliment of wo, nor
by the mourners passing through the
streets-you shall meet it in the hustle
and tumult of the world--it consists of the
stagnacy of the affections, for selfshness
is moral death. Wte s ~te
The healthful ocean circulates and is
pure. 1t is the heart of the universe pour
ing the floods of life through this magnif-
cent body the earth, which returns them in
gratitude only to receive them again in mer-
cy. So it is with the sublime economy of
the stars, and the foods oflight from the
fountain of the skies. The wisdom Of
heaven has made communion essential to
uuPpiuCSSS dttu has OEudtUGu THAT VIC SAuI1
enjoy as we impart. Thus it is with the
glorious sun, whose undiininished fires af-
ter lighting up the canopy of the world a.
bove, descends in genial rays to the world
below-that the harvest may flourish, and
the flower bloom, and the fruit ripen-and
the laborer exult, aud the desolate rejoice,
and the earth put OH itsman.le of life and
of beauty. !. ..@. TIL,
Heaven is at war with inaction and sell
6shness. Stagnant waters are the uniform nl
sources Of offence and disease. And so it
is with the mortal torture of the affections
which closes them up against the charities
of life-and il nature or education should
have formed you with such an organization
of soul, it is in vain that your pulse beats,
and your eyes sparkle, and health invests
you with her roseate charms-for all pur-
poses oflife you are dead: and be not sur
prised if the virtues should write your epi-
taph, and the graces and charities class you
among the dead. ~ ms4gs 4