Litchfield enquirer., 1854-05-11
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CONSCIENCE.

4he quEhtlty OL lnlS ScOMMOQNyn now m
 market is rather small, owing, no doubt, to the fact that of late years, there has been but little use made of it.; and those
 who have samples to dispose of are some. what inclined to consider the stock below
 part not having risen in value, like -four and grain, owing to the threatening aspect of affairs in Europe. and really more worthless than Mississippi bonds or stock in the New Jersey Zinc Com pas ny. It is a matter of serious reflection 10 anticipate the results likely 10 flow from such state of moral uncertainty 1; and nowhere does this deprayi.y more plainly show itself than in the actions and
 habits of many of our sage instructors and leaders of religious controversies and
 party sectarianism but as we desire to pick no bones with this soft Of gentry just
 atthe present moment, we will.tuln them over to more certain retribution-,hat of inevitable fate. as ii
 Do you behold that meagre- faced and soulless person cringing with all meek, ness and duplicity 10 yonder pampered and well-fed aristoctat. whose pockets are lined with bank notes. and whose brains are coined into gold siugs. He has bargain to make, where dollars and cents are concerned. and he never misses his aim :she flinches not at any act of de> basement: he will cringe and sue in the most humble manner to attain his end. Mark him again! He stands within the portals of a miserable house, whilst his tenants sick widow and her dying child-are being driven into the street, amid the cold and pitiless storm, to beg in vain. and perish with starvation.i She ventures one word of pleading 10 ears that are deaf--the wretch mutters MONEY :! and with a bitter taunt bids her go ]. 10 work. that poor lone woman and her dying child He-- the heariless-- feels no pang of con science !; fot bc has long ago driven the meek pleader from his bosom, and his heart is as. hard and as cold as a Polar icebefgs Ea sass3 ,aail 8s agvtg gzah sa tss
 q' Consciencel Inquire for t of yen fair t1aiden, who firts an unsuspicious lover, while in his absence. she laughs, and boasts of her, conquests. Ask the artful seducer--ihe masked priest. # you please ---who, with the persnasion cfl0ye. draws toward him the pure end sconfiding wo- man, and while her trusting heart yields 10 him with The willows pIiancy, brands 1t with the black seal of eternal perdi,ion. Do you think that Coincidence ever dives the balmy sleep from the eyelids Of such as these 2 Preposterousl It may warn the novice in guilt, but lou can school it like a child like the monkey in the show, you can make it do your bidding 1; though It sometimes rebel, it can be lash- ed into subiection. Conscience, indeedfl It is very casy matter 10 dispose of--ai least so we should judge. from tie pres ent ,depraved ]" generation of yipers.
 8 The conscience of a doctor is his, best physic; that of a lawyer is all forestalled by chose eminent persons, John Doe and Richard Roej that of | parson is his sal. ary: that of q merchant is his profits, and the conscience of an edilor is- - :. < By the way. we. might go on ad in6ni,, tuns. to the end of the catalogue, without making any one of our thousands Of read ! CTS the wiser, or reforming any of the ny
 pocrites but we have come 10 this most sage and grave conclusion. that the pre- sent scale of morals is Ealher below aye rage; andatlat hnless some reform itos 1nediately takes place. we shall all l'go lo :-- ---- -4 moral bankruptcy, despiN the ips auenee of {. the Satanic N. Y.1ttds;