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Here
comes
a
murderer
with
his
clanking
chains
,
and
pairs
himself
—
horrible
to
tell
—
with
as
pure
and
upright
a
man
,
in
all
observable
respects
,
as
ever
partook
of
the
consecrated
bread
and
wine
.
He
is
one
of
those
,
perchance
the
most
hopeless
of
all
sinners
,
who
practise
such
an
exemplary
system
of
outward
duties
,
that
even
a
deadly
crime
may
be
hidden
from
their
own
sight
and
remembrance
,
under
this
unreal
frostwork
.
Yet
he
now
finds
his
place
.
Why
do
that
pair
of
flaunting
girls
,
with
the
pert
,
affected
laugh
and
the
sly
leer
at
the
by
-
standers
,
intrude
themselves
into
the
same
rank
with
yonder
decorous
matron
,
and
that
somewhat
prudish
maiden
?
Surely
these
poor
creatures
,
born
to
vice
as
their
sole
and
natural
inheritance
,
can
be
no
fit
associates
for
women
who
have
been
guarded
round
about
by
all
the
proprieties
of
domestic
life
,
and
who
could
not
err
unless
they
first
created
the
opportunity
.
Oh
no
;
it
must
be
merely
the
impertinence
of
those
unblushing
hussies
;
and
we
can
only
wonder
how
such
respectable
ladies
should
have
responded
to
a
summons
that
was
not
meant
for
them
.
We
shall
make
short
work
of
this
miserable
class
,
each
member
of
which
is
entitled
to
grasp
any
other
member
’
s
hand
,
by
that
vile
degradation
wherein
guilty
error
has
buried
all
alike
.
The
foul
fiend
to
whom
it
properly
belongs
must
relieve
us
of
our
loathsome
task
.
Let
the
bond
servants
of
sin
pass
on
.
But
neither
man
nor
woman
,
in
whom
good
predominates
,
will
smile
or
sneer
,
nor
bid
the
Rogues
’
March
be
played
,
in
derision
of
their
array
.
Feeling
within
their
breasts
a
shuddering
sympathy
,
which
at
least
gives
token
of
the
sin
that
might
have
been
,
they
will
thank
God
for
any
place
in
the
grand
procession
of
human
existence
,
save
among
those
most
wretched
ones
.
Many
,
however
,
will
be
astonished
at
the
fatal
impulse
that
drags
them
thitherward
.
Nothing
is
more
remarkable
than
the
various
deceptions
by
which
guilt
conceals
itself
from
the
perpetrator
’
s
conscience
,
and
oftenest
,
perhaps
,
by
the
splendor
of
its
garments
.
Statesmen
,
rulers
,
generals
,
and
all
men
who
act
over
an
extensive
sphere
,
are
most
liable
to
be
deluded
in
this
way
;
they
commit
wrong
,
devastation
,
and
murder
,
on
so
grand
a
scale
,
that
it
impresses
them
as
speculative
rather
than
actual
;
but
in
our
procession
we
find
them
linked
in
detestable
conjunction
with
the
meanest
criminals
whose
deeds
have
the
vulgarity
of
petty
details
.
Here
the
effect
of
circumstance
and
accident
is
done
away
,
and
a
man
finds
his
rank
according
to
the
spirit
of
his
crime
,
in
whatever
shape
it
may
have
been
developed
.
We
have
called
the
Evil
;
now
let
us
call
the
Good
.
The
trumpet
’
s
brazen
throat
should
pour
heavenly
music
over
the
earth
,
and
the
herald
’
s
voice
go
forth
with
the
sweetness
of
an
angel
’
s
accents
,
as
if
to
summon
each
upright
man
to
his
reward
.
But
how
is
this
?
Does
none
answer
to
the
call
?
Not
one
:
for
the
just
,
the
pure
,
the
true
,
and
an
who
might
most
worthily
obey
it
,
shrink
sadly
back
,
as
most
conscious
of
error
and
imperfection
.
Then
let
the
summons
be
to
those
whose
pervading
principle
is
Love
.
This
classification
will
embrace
all
the
truly
good
,
and
none
in
whose
souls
there
exists
not
something
that
may
expand
itself
into
a
heaven
,
both
of
well
-
doing
and
felicity
.
The
first
that
presents
himself
is
a
man
of
wealth
,
who
has
bequeathed
the
bulk
of
his
property
to
a
hospital
;
his
ghost
,
methinks
,
would
have
a
better
right
here
than
his
living
body
.
But
here
they
come
,
the
genuine
benefactors
of
their
race
.
Some
have
wandered
about
the
earth
with
pictures
of
bliss
in
their
imagination
,
and
with
hearts
that
shrank
sensitively
from
the
idea
of
pain
and
woe
,
yet
have
studied
all
varieties
of
misery
that
human
nature
can
endure
.
The
prison
,
the
insane
asylum
,
the
squalid
chamber
of
the
almshouse
,
the
manufactory
where
the
demon
of
machinery
annihilates
the
human
soul
,
and
the
cotton
field
where
God
’
s
image
becomes
a
beast
of
burden
;
to
these
and
every
other
scene
where
man
wrongs
or
neglects
his
brother
,
the
apostles
of
humanity
have
penetrated
.
This
missionary
,
black
with
India
’
s
burning
sunshine
,
shall
give
his
arm
to
a
pale
-
faced
brother
who
has
made
himself
familiar
with
the
infected
alleys
and
loathsome
haunts
of
vice
in
one
of
our
own
cities
.
The
generous
founder
of
a
college
shall
be
the
partner
of
a
maiden
lady
of
narrow
substance
,
one
of
whose
good
deeds
it
has
been
to
gather
a
little
school
of
orphan
children
.
If
the
mighty
merchant
whose
benefactions
are
reckoned
by
thousands
of
dollars
deem
himself
worthy
,
let
him
join
the
procession
with
her
whose
love
has
proved
itself
by
watchings
at
the
sick
-
bed
,
and
all
those
lowly
offices
which
bring
her
into
actual
contact
with
disease
and
wretchedness
.
And
with
those
whose
impulses
have
guided
them
to
benevolent
actions
,
we
will
rank
others
to
whom
Providence
has
assigned
a
different
tendency
and
different
powers
.
Men
who
have
spent
their
lives
in
generous
and
holy
contemplation
for
the
human
race
;
those
who
,
by
a
certain
heavenliness
of
spirit
,
have
purified
the
atmosphere
around
them
,
and
thus
supplied
a
medium
in
which
good
and
high
things
may
be
projected
and
performed
—
give
to
these
a
lofty
place
among
the
benefactors
of
mankind
,
although
no
deed
,
such
as
the
world
calls
deeds
,
may
be
recorded
of
them
.
There
are
some
individuals
of
whom
we
cannot
conceive
it
proper
that
they
should
apply
their
hands
to
any
earthly
instrument
,
or
work
out
any
definite
act
;
and
others
,
perhaps
not
less
high
,
to
whom
it
is
an
essential
attribute
to
labor
in
body
as
well
as
spirit
for
the
welfare
of
their
brethren
.
Thus
,
if
we
find
a
spiritual
sage
whose
unseen
,
inestimable
influence
has
exalted
the
moral
standard
of
mankind
,
we
will
choose
for
his
companion
some
poor
laborer
who
has
wrought
for
love
in
the
potato
field
of
a
neighbor
poorer
than
himself
.
We
have
summoned
this
various
multitude
—
and
,
to
the
credit
of
our
nature
,
it
is
a
large
one
—
on
the
principle
of
Love
.
It
is
singular
,
nevertheless
,
to
remark
the
shyness
that
exists
among
many
members
of
the
present
class
,
all
of
whom
we
might
expect
to
recognize
one
another
by
the
freemasonry
of
mutual
goodness
,
and
to
embrace
like
brethren
,
giving
God
thanks
for
such
various
specimens
of
human
excellence
.
But
it
is
far
otherwise
.
Each
sect
surrounds
its
own
righteousness
with
a
hedge
of
thorns
.
It
is
difficult
for
the
good
Christian
to
acknowledge
the
good
Pagan
;
almost
impossible
for
the
good
Orthodox
to
grasp
the
hand
of
the
good
Unitarian
,
leaving
to
their
Creator
to
settle
the
matters
in
dispute
,
and
giving
their
mutual
efforts
strongly
and
trustingly
to
whatever
right
thing
is
too
evident
to
be
mistaken
.
Then
again
,
though
the
heart
be
large
,
yet
the
mind
is
often
of
such
moderate
dimensions
as
to
be
exclusively
filled
up
with
one
idea
.
When
a
good
man
has
long
devoted
himself
to
a
particular
kind
of
beneficence
—
to
one
species
of
reform
—
he
is
apt
to
become
narrowed
into
the
limits
of
the
path
wherein
he
treads
,
and
to
fancy
that
there
is
no
other
good
to
be
done
on
earth
but
that
self
-
same
good
to
which
he
has
put
his
hand
,
and
in
the
very
mode
that
best
suits
his
own
conceptions
.
All
else
is
worthless
.
His
scheme
must
be
wrought
out
by
the
united
strength
of
the
whole
world
’
s
stock
of
love
,
or
the
world
is
no
longer
worthy
of
a
position
in
the
universe
.
Moreover
,
powerful
Truth
,
being
the
rich
grape
juice
expressed
from
the
vineyard
of
the
ages
,
has
an
intoxicating
quality
,
when
imbibed
by
any
save
a
powerful
intellect
,
and
often
,
as
it
were
,
impels
the
quaffer
to
quarrel
in
his
cups
.
For
such
reasons
,
strange
to
say
,
it
is
harder
to
contrive
a
friendly
arrangement
of
these
brethren
of
love
and
righteousness
,
in
the
procession
of
life
,
than
to
unite
even
the
wicked
,
who
,
indeed
,
are
chained
together
by
their
crimes
.
The
fact
is
too
preposterous
for
tears
,
too
lugubrious
for
laughter
.
But
,
let
good
men
push
and
elbow
one
another
as
they
may
during
their
earthly
march
,
all
will
be
peace
among
them
when
the
honorable
array
or
their
procession
shall
tread
on
heavenly
ground
.
There
they
will
doubtless
find
that
they
have
been
working
each
for
the
other
’
s
cause
,
and
that
every
well
-
delivered
stroke
,
which
,
with
an
honest
purpose
any
mortal
struck
,
even
for
a
narrow
object
,
was
indeed
stricken
for
the
universal
cause
of
good
.
Their
own
view
may
be
bounded
by
country
,
creed
,
profession
,
the
diversities
of
individual
character
—
but
above
them
all
is
the
breadth
of
Providence
.
How
many
who
have
deemed
themselves
antagonists
will
smile
hereafter
,
when
they
look
back
upon
the
world
’
s
wide
harvest
field
,
and
perceive
that
,
in
unconscious
brotherhood
,
they
were
helping
to
bind
the
selfsame
sheaf
!
