Squatter sovereign., 1856-05-27

These, like man, are fruits of earth
Stamped in eiay,a heavenly mintage,
ALI from dust receive their birth.
MY .HEARERs ;-Vegetables. as we all
know. are composed of nothing but dust
the paltry dust upon which We tread and
man. proud, lordiy man. is made of the
same despicable material. What. then,
is he, with all his gildings and trimmings,
but vegetable possessed Of vitality and
the powers of locomot on A cabbage
derives its growth and nourishment direct
,y from the earth-man, indirectly. Worms
feed upon the one while 1t still lives and
fouri.hes, and upon the other, when dead
and inhumed in the bowels of the earth.
In likening you to cabbages,, my friends.
have reference only to the perishable por-
ton. The soul, thought. and intellect
have a home in heaven, independent Of
the dirt-covered cottage which they here
inhabit: but the body dissoIyes and returns
TO its original dust.
My friends-Alook where we will, we
behold once animated dust Parts and
particles of our ancestors are in each tree
around us---we see fractions of unr former
friends in the flowers of the field-and
even a portion Of female beauty and love-
| liness is contained In the loathsome toad
stool that springs from dung heap! Oh
man thou art but dust, and to that dus.
thou must return, as has been said Of old.
| The sacred urn that holds the ashes of
honor, contains nothing but the reminis-
cence of what was, but is no more. The
plebian is composed of just as good stuff
as the patrician; and the coarse carcass OF
! peasant furnishes death with as good a
meal as that Of a prince Of potentate.
My dear friends-reilect upon the con-
dition in which you are placed. Remem-
Der that you are but grain, sown by the
hand Of Omnipotency, soon TO be cut down
By the SICKLE of Time, and gathered into
the garner of the grave. Bestow not too
much care upon that worthless conglome.
ration of sin and corruption called the
body for it must perish, in spite of the
patchings Of faith and physicians. The
old clothes of mortality that you throw off
when about to swim the creek which dis
sides time and eternity, are as useless to
the world as d warming-pan to West
indian; the soul would surely be ashamed
to enter the courts of heaven with such a
wardrobe of wickedness. When | pass
by that holy spot where rest the ashes Of
the dead, and read upon the ,omb-stones
how dear and valuable is the Dust upon
which they are reared, | cannot bat heit
thinking that a cart-load of hog manure
would bring more in market than all the
refuse of wealth, nobility, and beauty
which could be scraped together between
here and the latter end of sometime ago
4 church.yard is riddle or sieve, that Sc
parates the bran from the -four. Ths
flour is that spiritual essence which is con
tanned in the husk of humanity, and whici
is treasured up in heaven as being toC
valuable to be wasted; but the bran is ths
body-wor,bless chaff, of no accoun
whatever when separated from the soul
The surface Of this habitable globe is GOV
cred with animal as well as vegetable
mould. We dance upon the graves of on
forefathers, and sing songs of mirth ans
iollity at the tombs of our kindred. withou
regard to the sacredness of the dust aroun,
us. All flesh is composed of vegetabl
mould and. though it derives It's nourish
ment for a time from the ground, it mus
eventually amalgamate with its parent sol
and afford food for vegetation. When tn
Omnipotent told Nebuchadnezzar TO go t
grass, it was but prophetic warning G
p the fate of all human flesh; for, certes
there is not living form but must soone
E or later dissolve, and distribute Its sub
stance among the vegetable productions c
the earth. The bright eye of beaut
must soon lose It's iustre In the midnigl
darkness of the sepulchre-:he erimso
i December of death-the mighty engine
the mind that moves the eyer-reyolrin
wheels of ihought, must yet cease to ope
9 rate, and the clay that composes the fra
vessel Of mortality. shall crunble TO atoms
u Yes, it will return TO dust, and that du
will in time be monopolized by the faire
: of flowers. the vilest Of weeds. and pc
5. haps by the very smallest Of small pots
toes. =
of My worthy friends-fhat paitry pile
2, dirt, called the human body. is iei, bat {
y little while to eneumbeE the world. ere