And making small the salaries
Of those who do the preaching.

And when his half-hour's work was done,
The miserable sinners
Rolled home in easy carriages
To Aldermanic dinners;

And as I plodded home on foot,
I thought it was all gammon,
To build a temple to the LORD
Of curses against Mammon.

The sin of gold is its abuse,
And not its mere possession,--
Wine may turn vinegar, and gold
May turn men to transgression.

Then tell the truth, O men of GOD!
Nor scorn the loaves and fishes,
Lest we should take you at your word,
And leave you empty dishes!


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CHEERFUL PHILOSOPHY.

We remember a writer who merited more notice than he actually received,
for his well-considered thoughts on the behavior of Mourners,--whose