The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1853-01-15
For Tile Cecil Whig.
Extract from Lecture on Labor,


"The conclusion from all this is, God made
me To work. He made you to work. He made
us all to work. He will have no drone in his
inverse.
Yet il has come 10 pass in these last days, that
some esteem it beneath the dignity of their ma
turr To work: as though their dignity transcend
ed the dignity Of all things ese-of Heaven
itself. We live in strange times. There are
among us, beings untyped in all Gods creation.
In ali the fossil! tribes of geological discovery,
nothing appears like the fop--ihe modern rx-
quisite. Panaonned eflrminancv. with mus
taches, (the scanty product of bears grease a
III mole. and 'wSt his finger and his thumb
whalrhone switch. One Of these nouns Of the
neuler gender, (for il is hard to assign them
tlnoplr. just RON Paris, when an old Turk
pointed him out TO his son, saying; smy boy, if
YOU ever forget III" religion your fathers, you
will become just like that We doubt not the
warning took effect. With such a threatened
doom before him, the young Mahomedan must
have kept the faith.
And lorSooth, To these modern ears polite,
the word work is horrible thing-an often
sive sound. But, alas, for human vanity. The
noble line of these fops often begins with some
jolly old soap boiler. whose lucrative trade aE
fordcl enough 10 spoil son or crandchiid
The newborn aIistocracy ofthesc eXquisites,
If no, founded on rock is at least, often built
upon the lap-stnne of some Woodworking coblcr
Of bysone times.
where will you find a more respectable old
couple than Adam and Eve? Did they not
move among the very first circles! Did they
not belong TO one Of the first families Of the
land? Truly. And yet, they were not ashamed
TO work. Our worthy ancestor was placed in
the garden of Paradise, .to dress and keep it,,
not TO lie down in The shade Of its green trees
and lazily luXuriate upon its blessings, or skill
time in game OF cards with Mrs. Eve.
Whether he, like the mourner Of 'Olh Uncle
Ned took sup the shovel and the hoe, does
era day aborer. And there is dignity in Ia
Dor, understanding BY labor, as before remark
ed, what is done towards the ACCOMPLISHMENT
of LIES great purposes.
call upon YOU to stand up for the nobility of
labor. 1t is heavens great ordinance for hui
man improvement. Men too often, toll simply
because they must; they submit to it as sort of
degrading necessity. And they desire nothing
so much as TO escape from it, They fuli the
great law of labor in the letter but break il IN
the spirit. To some field of labor, mental or
manual, should every idler hasten as to chosen,
coveted field of improvement. But he is not
compelled 10 do so under the teachings of our
| imperfect civilization; on the contrary he sits
down and folds his hands in idleness. This
way of thinking is the heritage Of the absurd
and unjust fcndal system, under which serfs
labored and gentlemen spent their lives in FEAST
ing and fighting. II is time approbrium OF toll
were done away. Ashamed TO toll! Ashamed
Of thy dnsy workshop and dusty labor field? of
thy hard hands SCARED with service more hon.
orable than that of war? Ashamed OF thy soil
ed and weather stained garments, on which
mother nature has embrodered with sun and
rain. fire and steam, her own heraldic honors ?
Ashamed of such tokens and titles. Ii is trea-
son 10 nature, it is impiety to heaven ii is break
ing Gods great ordinance. Toll, repeat, toll
of the brain, of the heart or Of the hand is the
only true nobility; and natures noblemen are
natures workmen.
ELet no one overload you with ia