The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1853-02-22


the approach of wicked persons to the throne,
the lions were wont to set up terrible roar
ing, and to lash their tails with violence; the
birds also began to bristle up their feathers
and the assembly also of demons and genil to
utter horrid cries, so that for fear ofthem no
person dared be guilty of falsehood, but, con.
fessed their crime. Such was the throne OF
Solomon, the Son of David"
Il PRAY WITHOUT CEAs1NG.-A number oi
ministers were assembled for the discussion OF
neutrality-suspicious., and among others it was
Hshea how the command to pray without
ceSSfn,>-ouuru v0u1Prrcu wTrr6uC: VarI0us
suppositions were started, and at length one Of
their number was appointed to write an essay
upon it, to be read at the next monthly meet
ing; which, being overheard by female ser.
want, she exclaimed;
"What whole month wanted to tell the
meaning of the text 1t is one Of the easiest
and best texts in the Bible"
"Well, wal," said an old minister, Mary
what can you say about It'll Let US know how
you understand it. Can you pray all the time %
"Oyes, sir"
"What when you have so much to dog"
"Why sir, the more have to do the more l
can pray"
"Indeed WE'LL Mary, do let us know how
it is, for most people think otherwise"
"Well, sir" said the girl, "~when 81 first
open my eyes in the morning pray, Lord;
open my eyes ofmy understanding; and while
l am dressing pray that | may be clothed
with the robe of righteousness and when I
wash me, Issk for the washing ofregeneration !;
and as begin work, pray that | may have
strength equal to my day; and when begin,
to kindle up the fire, pray that Gods work
may revive inmy soul; and as sweep out the
house, play that my heart may be cleansed
from all its impurities; and while preparing
and partahing of breakfast, desire to be fed,
with the hidden mama, and the sincere milk
of the woh and as am busy with the little
children, Hook up to Col as my Father, and
pray for the spirit Of adoption, that l may be-
his child, and. so on all day; everything | do
furnishes me with a thought for prayer"
Enough, enough" said the old divine,
these things are revealed, to babes, and often
hid from the wise and prudent. Go on, Mary"
said he, "pray without cessing; and. as for US
nv brethren, let us bless the Lord for his ex-
position and remember that he has said, The
meek will he guide in Judgment"
The essay, as matter Of course, was not
considered necessary after this little event oc
Cured.
TN TOO RUsY.-A merchant sat at his office
desk; various letters were spread before him ;
his whole being was absorbed in the intricacies
of his b,siness.
A zeabus friend of mankind entered the Of
fee. "Iwant to interest you little in new
effort for he temperance cause" said the good
man.
The merchant cut him off by replying:
"Sir,you must excuse me, but really I'm too
busy to ,ttend to that subject now."
"But, sir, intemperance is on the increase
among US" said his friend.
as it I'm sorry; but I'm too busy at present
to do anything"
"Wfen shall l call again, sirl"
II cannot tell. I'm very busy. I'm busy
every day. Excuse me, sir. wish you good
morning. Then bowing the intruder out of
the Office, he resumed the study of his papers.
Themerchant had frequently repulsed the
friends of humanity in this manner. No matter
what vas their object, he, was always too busy
to liste, to their claims. He had even told his
mniste: that he wasstoo busy for anything but
to make money.
But one morning disagreeable stranger
stepped very softly to his side, laying cold,
moist hand upon;his brow, and saying, "Go
home with me-"
The merchant laid down his pen; his head
grew .dizzy his stomach felt faint and sick; he
left the counting room, went home and retired
to hs'bed-chamber.
His unwelcome visitor had followed him, and
nov took his place by the bed side, whispering
ever and anon, "You must 60 with me-"
A cold chill settled on the merchants heart,
dim spectres of ships, notes, houses and lands
fitted before his excited mind. Still his pulse
teM slower, his heart heaved heavily, thick films
gathered over his eyes, his tongue refused to
speak Then the merchant knew that the name
of his visitor was Death
All other claimants on his attention, except
the friends of Mammon, had always found a
quick dismissal in the magic phrase, Pm too
bus,." Humanity, Mercy, Religion, had alike
begged his influence, means and attention IN
vain But when Death came, the excuse was
powerless; he was compelled to have leisure to
die.
Let us beware how we make ourselves too
busy to secure Iife's great end. When the ex-
cuse rises to our lips, and we are about to say
we are too busy to do good, let US renemberwe
cannot be too busy to die.
TH1NK.-Thought engenders thought. Place
one idea upon paper, another will follow it and
still another, until, you have written page.
You cannot fathom your mind. The more you
draw from it, the more clear and fruitful it will
be- If you neglect to think yourselves and use
other peoples thoughts, giving them utterance
,,,or I.poy what you cana.