The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1884-02-13
For the Farmer and Mechanic.
a FTee Ad. for MiIburn.
WADESRoRo \ & Feb 4

III Nllbufn preached IN tue hfetnO-
dist church on Sunday morning. His
text-'ln the beginning was the word, =
etc; In the evening Tho time of my
departure is at hand, | have fought a
good fight etc.; which was a descrip-
cription of the life, character and mar
tyrdom OF the Sainted Apostle Paul. Ii
is astonishing how a blind man could
acquire SO much tradition aud e~lcquence,
Is 1t gu of the ordinary course of nature,
and consequently a miracle. Orators
R0scitur non it,.
From the moment he opened his lips
to the conclusion of the services, by bis
magnetic power, he held his audience
spell bound. What do you think of Mil
burn? was asked The reply was, think
OF him why, sir, he must be the man
that wrote the Bible.
hat a bind man saw in Paris was
his hrst lecture, 1t was very entertaining,
presenting many scenes. changing as a
kaleidoscope, replete with amusement
and instruction. The gaucheries of
the American parvenu as he appeared in
elegant saloons and cafes de la Belle
Paris, convulsed the audience with laugh
ter, and again as some noted picture,
statue or building, with classic a~ssocia-
tipi' "a tiNSNllCN, lit HIt Vi HIS genius
would play around it, illuminating and
beautlfylng. He remarked in the course
OF his lecture, that the French ladies were
pot 50 beautiful as the American. Great
t1utter among the bonnets wonder if he
Is looking at me? Applause among the
beaux, and young ~gosllns A beautiful
compliment, for what can a blind man
know OF female loneliness. 1t doubtless
ha.I tho nTfaot uh,.I l.
Is l. astonishing what an amount of flat
terry a woman can swallow, and like the
horse leech cry for more. His lecture on
Prentiss. is said by judges to be his best
effort. His last lecture was on Aaron
Burr, vlce-President ofthe United States.
heard n ofthe first efforts at preach
ing of a Methodist minister, who after
wards arrived to great distinction In the
church. He read his text and then look
lDg over the congregation; Ny hearers.
you are worse hat the Gevil-He paused
and said, my hearers, you are not as bad
as the devil. And then hesitating said,
my congregation, upon reflection, You
have rejected Christ, and the devil never
did. Aaron Burr according to this the
ology, was worse than the devil, he re-
jected Christ.
And now behold the artist, with pencil
dipped in the blackness of darkness.
Look upon the canvass, he traces him
step by step through all his meanness,
duplicity and intrigues. Every act of
his diabolic life is brought into bold re-
lief. The picture is almost complete. His
lntrlgues are ripening into disasters. See
Hamilton fall before his unerring pistol,
see noble ladies yield to his seductions,
and how admirably one tremendous ava
lance OF lnvective-we hear the orator
hiss-Traitor 1t seemed as If ten thOus-
and serpents hissed-Traitor. Everything
animate and inanimate Kissed Traitor
Heaven, earth and hell Kissed Traitor!
Such was Aaron Burr, according to DIR.
Mllburn, a man with a thousand crimes,
without one redeeming virtue. Suppose
We pause to catch breath and speculate
a little. If 1t had not been for Thomas
Jefferson, assisted by Aaron Burr, in
opposition to the Federallsts, We might
now be living under a race of kings,
going about TO touch for the kings evil,
or committing some other royal absurd
ty, We might have had an hereditary
aristocracy, throwing dust into the faces
of the people from their chariot wheels.
Success nothing succeeds like success
Suppose Aaron Burr had been a success,
grasped the crown of the Mantezumas,
with the Southern Confedercy as one of
its brightest jewels poets, orators, Sculp-
tors and statesmen would have Jung his
praises, the whole world would have been
filled his greatness. His crimes would
have been reduced TO peccadiioes or
rather extollad as virtues, and the Rev.
DR.. Milburn at S25 per night. would
have taken his colors from quite a differ
ent paint pot. Such Is history, such Is
life Vanity of v~anities saith the preach
er.
Aaron Burr ar. anged his love letters and
requested them published. 1t l. a great
loss that his request was not regarded.
We might have found that he was more
sinned against than sinning. The sur
geon. with scalpel in hand, goes through
the dissecting rooms; Every vein, muscle.
artery, and the heart itself Is laid bare,
for the healing of the nations'-so 1t
might have been with these letters-we
pight acquired knowledge Of the mystery
of love, the whirlwind of passion, as de-
veioped in the bosom, which futtered
under jeweled silken vestments.
Oh poor lamenting Tasso, doubtless
these lines came from the inmost recesses
of thy broken beart:-
All! cruel love,
Whether thy hand dispense,
Wreathed with the myrtle, or tie lotus
leaf,
Thy gall or nectar's cup
Is quintesence mad lens with ecxtasy,
or blights with grief
Fatal thy sickness is-fatal thy relief.
CATO.