Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1837-11-15

what Rc III T. w hat nexts
What next? What next What next? What
shall | set aboat next2 During the last two years
| have been engaged III stirring up the elements OF
revolution which is now going on without let or mn
drance and which will hardly stop TIL complete
change be effected in the action of government
This ball hch aided to put in motion in 1885, and
which first began to roll last spring, IS now bounding
forward with the velocity of lightning to It's final
consummaton. From me 1t requires little further
ad-it will go Of itself.
This business is thus settlcd-but what next =
what next what next !-what next !!
The politicians around this city are busy preparing
celebrations cutting out wreathes of victory-fxng
triumphal arches-composing speeches coming
their brains for toasts-or furnishing up their win
dows FIR general illumination. The editors, AFRAID
Of the same revolution in their own special business,
which has overtaken bad rulers, very warmly IS
eussing whether one JAMES GORDON Bennett, has
any talent, any virtue any morals any TRAIT OF char
acter by which he can escape immolaon and cruci-
fxion. In neither of these matters have we any m
tcrest Why should free and intelligent people lose
their senses in rejoicing that they have discovered and
recovered their own freedom and intelligence from the
shackles of their own agents What interest have
I in the knotty question whether Mr.. Bennett has
is long since made up.
But as human life is mysterious movement OF lrs-
pulses-somc good-some bad-some generous
some selish-I must continue 10 act on those prlnc
plies, feelings, suggestions, and impulses while the
great Father of Heaven aud OF Earth continues my
istence Therefore VIVA, nex,l what next7 what
next? what nextl oh tell me some kind spirit
what next2 what next l-what-w hat-what next ?
Let us proceed-let us 90 as we begun-lct us
do that great work for which the breath of life was
breathed into this feeble tenement of clay The hour Is
appointed-the day is fixed-the divine decree that
Won and |, and all-that man and woman-young
and old-the proud and the humbe-thc homey and
the beauteous, must willingly or unwillingly give
nm the being we possess TO its owner-must return the
soul 10 its creator-must each throbbng feeling
each bright sensation the great storchouse dieter
nily Time is short, brief ce-nothlng-Eternty,
all in all never ending, aye beglnnng-wnlch swal-
lows I'D the heart and fills the greatest and mghtiest
mind that dares TO look ever lis dreadful brink with
alarm, dizziness, and stupefacton.
Let US therefore be prudent, bclimes and make hay
while the sun shines
We are on the cdgeof winter in New York-a win
ter that bids fair be Of the that has
ken place ia half century The arrangement OF
business produced by the folly of man has thrown
MANY poor families out Of employment In ordinary
wars and under the equal action of good laws and
industrious habits, families, during the summer,
,soud be able to buy up a little stock OF food and
provisions for the winter. In the summer season of
nature the bee makes its honey, in preparation for
The coming winter. There has been summer season
IN commerce or trade for the year 1887 The sun in
hioh heaven has smiled-thc wind famed the earth
the clouds poured out their refreshing rans-the fields
teamed with wealth-and the whole face of the land
covered with fruits and flowers. But no sun has ap-
reared in commerce-hardly a patch Of blue heaven
has umlned trade and currency, till il opened upon
ma last week like the beam OF hope to the lost travel
Ter sfthe desert.
About frenty thousand poor ridops and orphans,
principally composed of the gonter arc about be-
ginning the approaching winter without food, without
shelter. without fuel without clothing, without any
of the real comforts and few of the necessares of life.
Vet in spite OF the revusionin spite Of the deprcs-
son Of trade there IS much wealth. and, hope and
trust. more benevolence in New York. In the midst
of an abundant harvest the price of flour and pro-
visions are advancing with rapid unmeasured strides.
With exhaustible-nay eternal mines of fuel within
almost speaking distance OF this great Babel the price
of coal is sorapidly advancing with equal strides to
those of -four and bread stufis. With hocks and
herds Innumerable, the mynads of sheep beaung
amid the green mountans-and millions Of cattle low
ing under the grass clad hls-or browsing in every
slvery vale the price ofprovisions is advancing in
pace equal to that Of bread stuffs and fuel With
hundreds OF manufactures throwing off millions OF
yards Of warm comfortable cloihing-wii oar ee-
CANT stores filled to ,heiroof with choice assortments
Of cotton and woollen goods, yet the poor female,
tho Moor widow the peOr orphan, has no money TO
purchase-or to keep her heauteous person from
shiverng in the approaching cold.
Thus then in one single melancholy group in a So
btary glance we find misery, wrechedness famine,
and starvation staring in IA, face Of the poor widow,
the poor orphan the poor child without father with
out mother.
The great and happy revolution ofpubllc sentiment
which now causes general Ioyn the upper and bet
Ter casscs OF society," ought not 10 prevent the feelings
Of boneyolencc from assuming that influence vhicl