memory perceives Charity as an angel bright and fair, holding the trophies of sectarian battles of days long gone by, in her hand;-when I see all this, I most gladly suffer the names of all sects to go amid the painful records and bitter memories of the past ;--for I know that the sighing and the weeping of the aged men who, yet love so much the standards, under which they have fought for the cause which they so dearly love, and which they represent,-shall be silenced with the new-born joys which, the glory of the new church shall inspire in the hearts of their children, whose hearts and voices, in one accord, shall swell into a new song of praise, which shall bring a fresher baptism from on high to the soul, and bathe it in a purer stream of love, and thrill it with diviner sensations of joy,—diffusing over it a glory, to which nothing on earth can be compared, save the Sun rising on the earth in a morning of Spring, and filling its darker places, with amber and gold.




HAVING SO patiently and so long walked along with me, allow me to thank thee for thy company. In asking thee to forsake thy sectarian name, I do not appeal to thee, to agitate to get an act of parliament passed, in order to prevent men calling thee by a sectarian name,—again and again, I would say that, a child of God will not call thee by a name at all, if thou request him not to do. Be a child of God then, and not a child of the Devil, and endeavour to persuade others to become children of God.

If thou turn Critic, I hope these pages will not supply thee with a poison which, can harm either me, thy neighbour, or thyself. Perhaps thou wilt ask me with a sneer, what my qualifications are, to write on a theme so momentous as this. Thou may'st upbraid me for writing on a sacred subject with a spirit of unbecoming levity; and perhaps thou

wilt call the Shades of Lindley Murray, and old Vyce and Mavor from the regions of the dead, to assail me with their ponderous weapons of Etymology, Syntax, and Prosody.-But my dear brother; hearken-I laugh, it may be in the spirit of levity, at thee for all this. Democritus laughed at those who thought him mad, but that did not affect the philosophy of what he taught.-What was true therein, was not made false by Laughter. Thy pulling a long face to say thy say,-and thy going into thy closet to pour out innumerable Paternosters, do not affect me either for good or for bad, and do not make thee speak a wit more truthfully, or command from me any more respect for what thou hast to say. Therefore, most sober judge,-thou most excellent judge,-thou Daniel who art come to be my judge, thou who canst not laugh except by Rule of Three, take up thy instrument of affliction, thy two-edged sword, and plunge it right into the heart of this subject;-stir up the Leaven with it, and cut, and hack it with all thy might and genius, and when ready, bake it into cakes of thy kneading, and present them to thy readers;—but

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for God's sake, never talk of Levity, and imply that in a work like this, the writer should weep while angels are rejoicing over his head, and that Mirth cannot be wed to Piety, Sincerity, and Truth.

All within this book may seem trivial and worthless to thee; and perhaps, thy wisdom leads thee to think, that when thou hast said to me:

that, which we call a rose,

By any other name would smell as sweet ;

thou hast fully answered all that herein is written.

But most excellent Judge, - thou Daniel the

Second, thou must allow me for once to leave the vocation to which a kind Providence has called me, and turn Rhymester, or Blank-verse Manufacturer and Marrer, and add one line to what Shakespere just now put into thy mouth ;-then thy quotation will read:

that, which we call a rose,

By any other name would smell as sweet ;

"And so it would, had it no name at all."

And thy theological ideas, reduced to dogmas,

would still be as useful, and as valuable, and as

inspiring if they had no associations whatever with

any sectarian name.

But if thou wilt quote poetry to justify thy position, and to answer my objections, allow me to direct thee to a closer study of the context of the passage from which thou hast quoted;-and may the spirit of Romeo, inspire thine with a generous readiness to sacrifice what is dear to thee, for another's good :Jul.-'Tis but thy name, that is my enemy;

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I know not how to tell thee who I am:

My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;

Had I it written, I would tear the word.
Jul.-Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?
Rom.-Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.

Dost thou ask me if I be a Baptist, Roman Catholic, or Unitarian? I answer :

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