Litchfield enquirer., 1834-08-14


V;rtue has resources buried in ITSELF We
know not Of, till the invading hour calls
them from their retreat. Surrounded BY
hosts without, and when nature herself
Turns traitor, and is its most deadly enemy
within. il assumes new and super-human
nower' which is greater than nature ITSELF
Whatever be its sect, from whatever seq
ment Of the globe its prisons arise. Vir-
tine is Gods empire, and from his throne
Of thrones he will defend it. The orbs Of
creation, the islands Of light which Goat in
mvriads on the ocean of the Universe
suns that have no number, pouring light
upon the worlds, that, unrivalled by the
wing of a seraphim, spread thro' the depths
Of sDace without end; these are to the eye
Of God but the creatures of lesser exer-l
ton Of his power. born to blaze, to testify
his Glory. and to perish but. Virtue is
more precious than worlds-an emanation.
an essence Of himself-mOre ETHEREAL than
the angels, more durable than the palace of
heaven; the mightiest masterpiece Of him
who set the stars upon their course, and
filled chaos with universe! Though cast
into the distant earth, and struggling in the
dim arena Of the human heart, all things
above are spectators of this conflict or en-
listed in its cause. The angels have charge
over 1.-THE banners Of archangeis are on
its side, and from sphere to sphere, thro'
the illimitabie ether and the impenetrable
darkness at the feet Of God, its triumph is
hymned by harps which are strong to the
glories Of It's Creator alsCer.
Rapid;sy Of modern Isiating.-Can't
Won prin. me billet said good old lady
who some years ago came into printing
Office in the country.
Certainly, said man at the case, who
was dabbing at the type like hen picking
mp corn-certainly, madam; bot not just
at present. lt'll take some time to do il.
Oh, returned the Indy, for that matter,
I'm in no great hurry-any time to-day.
will answer.
To-day, said the printer in astonishment,
why mann you don't think
Oh yes, said the good woman, seating
herself on bench and taking out her knit
ting-I can wait just as well as not. Its
only about one o'clock now, and I 'spose
you'll get it done before tea time.
What print q bible in the afternoon?
Why ma am, il would take me and my Dew
IL whole yearsto print bible.
Oh, my gracious exclaimed the old la
dy, starting up 10 establishment You don't
have the Evil One to work for you, do you9
Evil onel yes; he's evil enough. the la
~ dog.
I.wouldnt have him to print a bible for
mo ON no account. shouldn't believe a
word ont If be did-for he's "a liar and
the father Of lies
i don't know whether he's the father of
lies or not. But he is, true enough, ly-}
ing little devil -there's no trusting him. ]
mean TO cancel bis indentures.
Well, goodbye, Mr.. Printer--I couldn't
think Of having agoOd book printed in such
a bad Office. Employ the devil! O dear.
The old lady made her way with all
haste out Of the Office; and when il 10 com
sidered that she was nnacquainted with the
technical language Of typOgraphers, and
did not know tho difference between the
printers devil and Old Nicholas himself.
il must BIO owned that her horror was very
natural.
The idea Of printing a bible in one af-
ternoon, however preposterous il might
have been at the period of the above dia-
log0e, would not, in the present day, APP
pear altogether so much out Of the way
With steam engines and power presses.
books are worked off with arapidity which
old John Faust, even with the aid Of the
devil, with whom he was accused of hay-
ing made leagae, could never have dream
ed Of. Two thousand impressions an hour
would astonish the ghost Of the ingenious
old Dutchman, il, by any means, he should
be allowed to visit modern printing Office.
Nes0- York Transcript.