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the body or out of the body when I saw it; whether helping me to appreciate more fully the value of my I fashioned it waking, or received it like a certain modest surroundings. While thus watching the flickerstrange prophet—the one that rode the donkey-who ing forms that played in the interstices of the burning fell into a trance “having his eyes open.”
coals, and chased each other up and down, and occaBy the time that this paper shall come under the sionally mounted and vanished in the blue blazes, I fell eyes of the readers of the Repository, the demise of into a reverie, and losing all consciousness of the senthe old year and the accession of the new one will be sibly present, my fancy went out to the funeral of the an old story. But at this writing the affair is not an dying year. The common notion that funerals aro old one, nor is the subject one that will spoil if kept necessarily occasions of sorrow I have long since cast for a few days. Now, I have detected a marked tend- away as, in another sense, common. Death is to be ency in the mind of even this hard, matter-of-fact regarded regretfully only when the life which it termage toward the world of phantasy about the time of inates has failed of its purpose.
When that is the year's closing. Formerly, when the public think- | reached life may fitly give place to death, and so reing was large affected by ecclesiastical influences, new itself for a new career. The fall of the leaves this witching power was thought to have some rela- gives me no sadness, and the old moon is just as tion to the oceurrence of the great feast of the Ad- bright to me as the new one. Were I a worshiper of vent-a very pleasant fancy, by the way; but the the sun I would offer my devotions to him when in midnight of the closing year seems to me especially calm radiance he hastens to his evening declination, a weird season—though, since most people are then “remitting his splendor, but retaining his magnitude, asleep, they know nothing of it. Asleep! Sancho and pleasing more though he dazzles less.” So, too, Panza blessed the man that invented sleep, and in I love to converse with very old persons, who, after
doing so he unwittingly discovered the nature of his the toils and conflicts of life, are quietly awaiting the I appreciation of it: “It wraps a man up like a blan- expected release. There is to me something almost
ket.” Ah, good Sancho! had you shared the great unearthly about these venerable ones, as belonging to thoughts which pressed upon the brain and distorted a higher sphere; and when they depart, though I the features of your great master, the Knight of the miss them, I do not mourn.
rn. All this I have written Rueful Countenance, you might have had a less lux- to assure my readers that though in fancy I went to urious appreciation of the blessing of sleep. Then the old year's funeral, I was not therefore in a sorthere is a kind of comatose waking—a sleep that is rowful frame of mind. not wholly sleep—which, whether the result of phys- At funerals we review the life-history of the deical or mental stimulants and narcotics, is of all oth- parted; here, that delicacy which forbids the utterers the most remarkable state of the soul. People ance of censures over the pale form of the dead somewill no doubt continue, as they have done, to laugh times imposes silence, which then becomes itself eloat whatever lies beyond the range of the senses and quent of warning and reproof. So in my reverie tho of the consciousness to which sensation gives being; history of the year 1859 passed in review before me. but we who please, may still suspect with Hamlet, I am aware of the almost universal proclivity to exthat there is much more in the world than such phi- alt relatively the subject of one's present notice, and losophy dreams of. The fact is, that one sees more to make all one's characters heroes. Perhaps by in a few minutes in that superior state of the soul some one annus mirabilis has been written against than he can review and set in order in as many days each year of the calendar. If, then, I shall say that of poor every-day thought. old remembrances,
the last year has been fruitful of great events, some which had seemed to be wholly lost, then came
critic of the nil admirari order may sbrug his shoulder forth in clear and fresh reality, and convictions
and look wise. But I have not said so, and if I inand affections are awakened with a vividness timate as much, the facts presented must be my justiand power that shame the dullness of our wak- fication-or these failing, I must be condemned. ing dreams.
The distinction commonly made be- When twelve months since December vacated the tween the real and the ideal is arbitrary, and the
chair of state and handed over the keys of office to assumption that the ideal is necessarily unreal is January, the political world was enjoying a season quite gratuitous. Because inen have only five senses of unwonted quiet. Old Janus ushered in the year they are sensible of only the properties which these with closed door. It was a time such as Christian detect; had they fewer they would know less than poets love to sing of, when they do, and had they more very possibly they would
Nor wars nor battle sound know more--for who shall say that our faculties cover
Was heard the world around. the whole field of the objectively knowable? That there are objects of knowledge beyond the range of For the time the helmed warrior leaned upon his the senses is the settled belief of all true supernatu- spear, and the work of slaughter was staid. The ralists, whether religious or fantastical; and if so, to rage of Sepoys, on the distant fields of India had gain that knowledge may be the laudable ambition been subdued, and peace again smiled upon that of an ingenuous mind. But this is not to my purpose. scourged yet ever-productive empire. At home our own
Just about the time when the old year gave place Sepoys” of Staten Island had ceased from violence, to the new one, I was seated in my great arm-chair, and they no longer carried conflagration and dismay while in the grate glowed ruddily the half-consumed to asylums of strangers and the hospitals of the sick anthracite. The gas was turned low, giving a dim and poor. The financial tornado which a year before twilight to the room; the gusts shook the shutters, had strewed the wrecks of fortunes over our commerand the rain pattered upon the window-panes, all cial sea had passed away, and recovery was every
where in hopeful progress, and the people enjoyed the tion, and the gigantic armies found at once in comgreat New-Year holiday with quiet gladness. Even plete readiness, indicate both the force of the antag. the great political volcano, which like Stromboli is onism of the parties and the superficiality of the never wholly asleep, and like Vesuvius has its great covering that concealed that antagonism. And yet periodical eruptions, was then in its condition of min our world has never seen so splendid a military camimum excitation. “ Bleeding Kansas” had been paign as that of Napoleon III in Italy, in the spring permitted to stanch her wounds, and left to her and summer of 1859. Through years of peace, sciself was at length in peace and prosperity. The ence had been contributing profusely to the resources “irrepressible conflict” was indeed then a recognized of art, and now art passed those gifts over to the reality, but the combatants were only burnishing hands of war. Gunpowder and cannon are affairs their weapons for future strifes. Europe's diplomacy, of other times, as well as of our own, but under by which the world's affairs are held in a condition modern engineering they are very different things of “unstable equilibrium,” had so fairly adjusted all from what they used to be. But it was for this camthings, that not only was there no war, but affairs | paign to bring into service the noblest appliances of presented an unusually quict surface. Crowned heads modern civilization upon the field of battle--to rehad lately interchanged personal civilities; legitimacy connoiter the enemy by balloons—to dispatch general had touched the hand of the parvenu of the Tuille orders by telegraph, and to bring troops into position ries; soldiers accustomed to meet only in hostile ar- | by railroads. I am afraid, after all that we have ray on tho battle-field mingled gaply in festive halls, heard about the blessings of modern improvements, and diplomats and cabinets talked of the reduction that it may turn out that even these may be made of standing armies. Every body congratulated every the ministers of oppression and wrong.
Like a sudbody else on the intente cordiale that prevailed in in den but violent thunder-storm, the campaign of Italy ternational affairs; and oversanguine-pardon the burst upon the world, and for a little time the lightparadox-members of Peace Societies began to talk ning gleamed, and the thunder crashed fiercely, and of the "obsolete trade of war."
then the tumult as suddenly ceased. But the cloud The year passed on, and with it came a fair allot- remains, and its blackness grows more intense, while ment of the vicissitudes that uniformly mark the the deep growlings of the hidden storm gire proof course of time. It belongs not to my purpose to that its violence'is not wasted. This is a part of the speak of private joys and sorrows—to explore that inheritance of the new year. great ocean on which are driven hither and thither At home, too, the public quiet has been interrupted, the infinitude of little things which make up the though the contending elements have been restrained great aggregate of life's affairs, though doubtless the within comparatively narrow limits, and our conflicts thousand nameless things of life contribute more have been chiefly a war of words. But there are largely to human joys and sorrows than do those those who suspect that below the unbroken surface which the annalist records and the historian discusses. of our public affairs a volcano is burning which can The year 1859 gave to the eye of each of the readers not always be kept down, and who anticipate an inof these lines an additional year--a gift received in crease rather than a initigation of existing occasions differently and alınost unconsciously by children of public agitation. It remains for the future bistogladly by youths of both sexes-thoughtlessly by rian to review the early days of the American repubthose in the strength of early inaturity of life—re-lic, and from fully-developed phenomena to record luctantly by superannuated spinsters, the number of for all time, whether or not our present strifes are the whose years exceeds their powers in arithmetic results of the normal developments of antagonistic sadly by the old, for whom the past tells no appror
elements in our social and political systems, or ing story; and cheerfully by those whose gray hairs whether they are but incidental jostlings of a wholeare found in the ways of wisdom. To many it has some progress.
And whatever shall be the determinbrought more marked changes. Of the cheerful cir- ation, it can scarcely fail to appear that the closing cles that a year since sat down together, how fow can period of the sixth decade of our century was a point now be assembled and find their number unbroken! of more than ordinary interest. But all this, the How many eyes then beaming with joy and hope aro reader will begin to feel, is not to the point. I pronow dim with sorrow or darkened with despair; and posed to tell my dream, and have wandered off into how many more are closed, never more to be opened sundry matters having little to do with dream-land. upon the things of time! But stay; I am moralizing I will therefore come back, and go about my dreamrather than dreaming; but it is wise to talk with our ing in good earnest. But, since to tell you all that past hours.
might be told on this subject would be tedious, I will My readers will not expect me to detail the story select what seems most appropriate. of the departed year, though to do so would not be a The scene that opened to my fancy seemed a kind bootless labor. The calmness which distinguished its
of universal Valhalla, where was brought together advent proved to be deceptive and transient. The the affairs of the old year, as if to arrange them in strifes of fifty years ago burst suddenly from their proper order. I omit all but a single department of shallow graves, and again shook the thrones of po the many into which it seemed to be divided, each tentates and princes. The representatives of the old appropriated to a certain class of affairs and of men and the new—the past and the present confronted devoted to them. Of course, as your literary correeach other upon the fields of Italy, the battle-field spondent, Mr. Editor, I directed my chief attention of nations, and frightened Europe gazed aghast upon to the department of letters, and learned men, which the terrible collision. The suddenness of the irrup- opened before me a little to the left of the place of
my entrance. On entering I was immediately struck as the true expounder of his highest aspirations. with the most magnificent spectacle I had ever bo- Above his seat glowed in characters, that seemed to beld. An immense temple extended before me of tho be ethereal and self-poised, the word “ Democracies." richest materials and the most perfect workmanship, Then Humboldt came,
with solomn but elastic step, apcombining in its different compartments the archi- parently little moved by the scene around him-80 tectures of all nations, and all so arranged as to per- long and so deeply had he conversed with Nature fectly harmonize and highten the beauties of each. that wonders however great, and pageants however Immediately in front was a vast area overbung by a brilliant, were familiar to his imagination. The andome like the sky for magnitude, carved, chased, and cients generally looked on him with reverential wonfretted, and the whole radiant with light, though no der, as of more than enrthly frame, but Pliny claimed lamps were visible. In the opposite side of this area kindred with him, and Bacon, and Franklin, and was a great porch or veranda, partly inclosod by a Hugh Miller, and a brilliant retinue greeted him as colonnade, which seemed to be the center of interest.
a prince among savane. Above his lofty scat beamed Far down the left of this opened an almost intermin- out with peculiar brightness the single word Kosmos. able vista, skirted by Grecian colonnades, with groves The next in order was our own Irving, over whose and fountains, and a similar one of the Gothic order, new grave a nation's tears had so lately fallen, whose with arches of living trees opened on the right. The renown, however, belongs to all nations and to all whole space was full of men and womon, walking up times. Calmly and cheerfully he entered, and even and down and engaged in easy conversation, as if thon the lines of quiet humor marked his face, and gathered for some great occasion which was not yet his
eyes glowed with harmless raillery. Longinus brought on. One thing was especially remarkable, i and Quintillan claimed him as a master in rhetoric,
as soon as I looked at any one, I know his namo; in which, however, they were resisted by Addison I and though many of their names were worse than and Charles Lamb, who claimed him as an essayist, Chootaw to me, yet among them I recognized a good and a host of historians put in their claims as better many of whom I had heard. Soon there was a uni- sustained. Inscribed over his seat were the words versal hush, and every oye was turned toward the “ Columbus” and “Washington," in parallel lines, elevated porch. Looking thither I saw standing to- and between these, in a confused mass, the various gether, near its center, a group which included some subjects of his facile pen. of a large number of less of the most distinguished scbolars of ancient and distinguished names that were announced and duly modern times, one of whom, which I discovered was recognized, I can give no account; but when the Petrarch, seated himself upon a lofty throne, when pageant was nearly through all suddenly a universal an invisible herald, with a voice clearer than a thrill passed over the multitude as the name of Nutrumpet and more mellifluous than a lute, proclaimed | caulay was given. But the great essayist and histhe hour of earth's midnight, and the close of the old torian still lives, thought I, but looking out I saw year. The business of the occasion was then an- him approaching with a firm and elastic step, and a nounced the initiation of a new class of members countenance at once fierce and benevolent. A shudinto the society of the literary Valhalla—for which it der seemed to pass over a portion of the crowd as he was said there was an unusually-distinguished body entered. Dryden fell back from the path to give him of candidates—the year's gathering from the schools a wide room, and Croker's attention seemed directed of earth. A voice from the throne proclaimed their to another part of the temple. Boswell hastened to names and commanded them to be introduced. The greet him, and confess his own infinite indebtedness first name heard was Hallam. He immediately en- to the reviewer's appreciation, but was not recog
tered, conducted by a herald, and at his coming was nized. Johnson gazed sternly at him, and coolly reI heartily greeted by universal acclaim. Herodotus turned his lordship's salutation. With Lord Mahon
and Tacitus, De Thou and Sismondi greeted him per- the meeting was mutually cordial, and that with Milsonally, and untold multitudes gavo him & grateful ton was much more than friendly. Niebubr and recognition as he passed onward toward the throne. Clarendon--for just then the “liberal” was lost sight Here he was again welcomed and assigned an elevated of in the Lord--received him as especially belonging seat from which a curtain was removed, showing to the class of historians; and their claim seemed to above it, in letters of light, the words “ Middle be conceded, for above his seat glowed in bright Ages," and “ Constitutional History;" a universal characters, “ History of England," and in smaller murmur of applause swelled through the multitude, characters beneath this were the words “ Edinburgh and unseen musicians poured forth a sweet strain of Review." The closing of this exercise was followed melody, till the whole immense temple seemed in- | by a wide and universal applause, not lond nor bois. stinct with sweet sounds. Again a name was an- terous, but like the murmuring of the softly-rippleil nounced, and Prescott appeared, erect and dignified sea upon the gently-sloping shore, and then followed in form, and graceful in motion, as he passed for- sweet strains of music in air and earth, from arch ward, greeted by Xenophon and Livy, Robertson and and colonnade, till the whole temple seemed melting Arnold, and was seated beside his elder brother, with into sweet sounds. I began to feel that I should an appropriate legend above him—the titles of his soon realize that highest dream of sentimentalists, works. Then came De Tocqueville, whom Plato greet- and be dissolved in harmony; but just then the coals ed as having brought more than his republic within in my grate, wasted by long burning, fell in a mass the range of the possible, and more as having made of cinders, and dissolved also my baseless vision. I bis Utopia no longer utopian; Hampden recognized afterward wrote it out, and now send it to you, dear him as his own fellow-laborer, and our own Hamilton Editor, to use it as you please.
HELPS AND ENCOURAGEMENTS.- We find them in the is probable, perhaps quite certain, that Robert Straw. assurance that the friends of the Repository, as well bridge both preached and baptized children, in this as its subscribers, are still on the increase. At this country, prior to 1766. But it appears to us that the writing the summation for the year is far from being real date of the origin of Methodism in this country reached. But enough is known to assure us that, is when it developed organic life; assumed a living, notwithstanding the almost unprecedented pressure self-perpetuating form; entered upon its actual and in the money market, especially in the west, during historical career. This was unquestionably in 1766. the months of December and January, when the lists | If our centennial as a Church is to be celebrated, we were being renewed, our course is still upward. A think the almost universal voice of the people-in large number of the pastors, in every part of the accordance with the traditions of our history, and Church, have entered into the work with a heartiness the currents of thought and feeling in which we have and zeal that insured success in spite of all obstacles. been educated—would be for 1766. No earlier date Their substantial returns and their words of cheer can be fixed that would so harmonize with the feelwe are unable to acknowledge in terms that would ings of our people; none that would be free from express all we feel. The satisfaction derived from doubt in the minds of tens of thousands. Our verthe result, we doubt not, is mutually shared. It is dict is in favor of 1766. Let us have it then; and let certain that the Repository will visit more homes it be worthy of ourselves as a people, and of tho during the present year than ever before.
great things God has done for us. WOMEN ARTISTS.- We omit our promised article in
THE WESTERN Book CONCERN.—The annual Exhibit this series. Already our editorial contributions cover
of the Agents of this concern is before us. Before too much space; and we could not quite consent to
this reaches our readers, it will have been communimonopolize the entire number.
cated through other channels to the public. The inCREDITS should have been given to Chambers's stitution is on a substantial basis, having a net capiJournal for Aunt Janet's Diamonds, and to Christian
tal of $222,212.73. During the four years ending Miscellany for the Lesson of Faith.
with the ensuing May, heavy burdens have been
borne. An outlay of over $30,000 was required to ARTICLES DECLINED.-" The Resurrection of the
erect buildings and secure facilities in Chicago. The Widow's Son ” is unaccompanied by the name of the
round loss-sunk by publishing the Central Christian author; it is well written, but too long. “Happi- | Advocate-has reached in three years, $15,213.09, is too carelessly written. " Character the only
and will be considerably increased by the time of the true index of Progress" is too exuberant in verbiage. General conference. The obligation to the Church A nameless sketch by M-L- is too spasmodic. South-now happily extinguished—was another heavy “ Jealousy" is a pretty good school-girl's composi
drain. Notwithstanding all these burdens, the Westtion, but will hardly answer for our pages. Perhaps ern Book Concern has gone on with financial credit the author of "Immediately the Cock Crew” might unimpaired, and each year adding to its net capital. succeed in a shorter poem. “ Temperance," “ The
Four years more of continued prosperity, and without Future," " Virtue," “ Winchester and Davis's Shirt
any additional burden, will bring it into excellent Manufactory,” “The Pretty Foot,” “The Sloping working order. Then will it be able to derote itself Way,” and “The Cedars of Lebanon," can hardly to its one great object-the supplying of the Church find access in the crowded state of our pigeon holes.
with an abundant and cheap Christian literature.
Our Contributors must have patienco. A long list ONE MORE SUBSCRIBER.—The Agents tell us they of articles are on file, and a long time must elapse want one more subscriber from every pastor in the before we can give place to them all.
field. Just one more from each! That would give
us over six THOUSAND additional subscribers, and over CONDENSE your articles. Resolve to say as much
40,000 in all! Shall we have them, brethren? Is as possible in the least possible space. We have been
there not some family in your charge-or some lady compelled to abridge two or three articles in order to
or gentleman—just at hand, who would willingly take get them into this number. We have tried, however, the Repository, and to whom its visits would prove a to preserve their full force and expression.
blessing? REV. S. D. SIMONDS gives us, in this number, the
Let us enlarge the invitation. How many of our first of a series of sketches of life and missionary la
subscribers could get for us another?
Show your bors in California,
copy to your neighbor. Let him see the engravings
the beautiful title-page of the January number, the THE CENTENARY OF AMERICAN METHODISM.--This illustrated Lord's Prayer in February. Get the subquestion is being discussed with considerable spirit. scription price, hand it to your preacher; or, if that It is 1760 versus 1766. It is possible that Philip is not convenient, forward it yourself to the nearest Embury preached in this country prior to 1766. It | place of publication.