So. Deerfield, July 6, 1841.
MR. EDITOR- Will you allow me to report the doings of the Sabbath School in
this place on the day of the National Independence?
It was resolved that we should 'build booths' and spread a table underneath;
and a spacious bower was accordingly erected, and a table spread to a rural
but tasteful style, (thanks to the Ladies,) whereon were sundry loaves of rich
cake and pitchers full of lemonade, &c. After hearing a short Address from
Mr. Richards, the party adjourned from the Meeting-house to the bower where,
notwithstanding a little rain that disturbed us a few minutes, we enjoyed a
temperance feast, and uttered our feelings in songs and sentiments. Of the latter,
the following are a part.
Sir Robert Raikes, the founder of the Sabbath Schools- may his name ever have
a place among our most hallowed associations.
Temperance, Sabbath Schools, and the Hope that maketh not ashamed- what God
hath untied let not man presume to sunder.
Our Puritan mothers- we feel their influence yet in the domestic circle and
see it in the acts of their sons in the broad arena of public life. Let us study
and imitate their pious example.
The mother of Washington- where and how was her influence felt? At home or
in the public arena! Let the acts of her son answer.
Our late President- may the sentiments he expressed to his gardener while trailing
the grape-vines, become universal, till Sabbath Schools constitute the only
army for our nation's defence.
Female influence- indispensible in combining, sustaining, and consummating
Temperance-may be reformed be sustained and cheered onward by a healthy public
American Liberty marred by Slavery- let us nail the colors to the mast and
never give up the ship until liberty is proclaimed 'throughout all the land.'
Romanism- may God preserve the far and fair West from its grasp.
The Sabbath traveler- cruel to his horse, cruel to society and cruel to his
own soul: may the Lord convert him.
Sabbath nails- that government is corrupt which lords it over the Sabbath.
Powder- better used in blasting rocks than in celebrating Independence: stand
back, artillerymen, and let Sabbath Schools try.
Moderate drinkers- we recommend to them the Welchman's warning. 'He that take
coot treet's the better-af.'
The Press- easy enough to fall in love without its help: may we have more instruction
and less nonsense.
Our Irish brethren- may they flock around the standard of temperance, thicker,
and faster and more of 'em.