The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1862-08-06
The Fashionable City Church
amd the Country NIceIing-HOnse'
BY PARK BESJANIS.

Behold the pageant as It sweeps along,
Where Broadway pOurs a never eeasing throng' !
Not on week day, with it's noise end crash.
Where row and Iumpus follow dirt aud dash
But Sunday morning, when o'er all the town
Silence like snowfall settles softly down.
Lock at yon edi6ee Of marble made
How fair its walls! TOO beautiful to fade.
See what fine people through its portals crowd
Smiling and greeting, laughing and chatting
load.
What is i'll Surely not gay exchs7ge,
Where wit and beaut social joys arrange;
Not a grand shop, where late Partisan styles
Attract rich BUYERS from a thousand miles.
But step within; no need of further search,
Observe, admire fashionable ehnrch!
Look, how its Orie window glints and CLEANS!
What tinted light magnificent ly streams
On the proud pulpit, carved with quaint device
Where velvet cushions, exquisitey nice,
Pressed by the polished preachers dainty
hands,
Hold a huge volume, clasped by golden bands
No finger s. soil its satin leaves display
The doctor shuts it when he kneels to pray:
1t never suffers apostolic knocks"
The sexton keeps it in a rosewood box
Its perfect texts are read with wncing tongue '
Lisped, drawled, and mumbled, 'poken half,
half sung;
While all around, the congreg alton close
Their genteel eyes in elegant repose.
A moral essay. common-pl place and calm,
Succeeds the thunder of full choired psalm
For what the preaching lacks the singing
lends
Great noise for duness always makes amends
"But then the music's splendid" Grant 1t so
The doctors pracrced, and HE ought to know.
When last 10 France oe voynged for hI
healthy
lie heard the opera now and then by stealty.
His choir are ARTIsrEs, and they ought TO be;
They sing at theaters two nights out OF three
The PRIMA DONNA no one could persuade
In any other church to give her aid;
Her vocal beauty, her bewitching air,
Fill the pews here and era m the boxes there
When from her lips the thrilling SOLO flows,
Damseis and dundies cease awile to doze,
And. when she quavers to her usual pause,
something huns like suppressed applause
While the plump parson parson placidy survey
His people's backs all turned TO greet his gazt
He ne'er rebukes--not he the careless crow
And hardly would, v ere they o talk aloud;
But hurries onward glibly as lie can
Mild easy, pleasant, soft, consideraIe man
FulI fifteen minutes by the clock he doles
His drowsy doctrines to somniterous souls,
Who. well contented when the Blessing 8 o'er
Stroll to slow music through the gorgeous doc
And in the streets their bright costume
display, -.
Asif Gods Sabbath were gala day
Different from ths-how different let the ton
And glowing records of the heart resp )nd-
Is tn at small building rather low and square,
That stood apart with reverentol air,
Like some staid matron, OF her neatness vain ,
On the green center of village plain.
Inside and outside equal chastness showed
Not prides but piety's serene abode.
Plain was the pulpit, but palmer were the pew'
Not much for ornament, all for use.
Up in the former, with his well-thumbed boo
The settled minister his station took.
Down IN the latter safe the folks in rows,
Each with his hymn. book and best Sund
clothes. .....
Worship, not fas hion, drew that simple thron
They never found--good souls!-the serm'
long,
Through one whole summer hour was sure
melt,
Ere on his thirteenth head the pastor dwelt.
In decent order, after meeting" done,
They homeward went demurely, every one
And thanked the Giyer that their lives we
bIcst
With Christian comfort and with Sabbath re