Spa, June 10.
Here we are, and for a time at rest. Rest! no, the wheels of the
carriage may rest, even the body for a time may rest, but the mind will
not. We carry our restlessness with us wherever we go. Like a
steam-engine, the mind works, and works, and works, sometimes, indeed,
with less rapidity of motion; but still it goes on, goes on in its
ever-continued labour; waking or sleeping, no repose; until the body,
which is the mechanical part of the engine, is worn out by constant
friction, or the steam of the mind is exhausted. And people tell you,
and believe that there is rest in the grave. How can that be? The soul
is immortal and cannot exist without consciousness. If not conscious,
it does not exist; and if conscious, it must work on, even beyond the
grave, and for ever. To assert that there is rest in the grave, is
denying the immortality of the soul. And what a contemptible, base
slave the body is to the soul! I was going to say that he could not
call his soul his own; but that would be a Catachresis, and I hate and
abominate every thing which begins with _cat_. It is singular that they
are all unpleasant, or unlucky, or unsafe; for instance--
+=============+=========================================+
Y Yremind you of Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-acombs Ydeath, funerals, and mummies. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-alogue Ysale of effects, some poor devil done up.Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-aplasm Ya boil poulticed. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-aract Ysore eyes, Sam Patch, and devastation. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-arrh Yhead stuffed, running of the glands. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-echism Yequally unpleasant in youth and marriage.Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-egorical Yargument, which is detestable. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-erpillarsYbeasts who foul nature. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-erwaul Yhorrid variety of love. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat-gut Ystreet music, hurdy-gurdy. Y
+-------------+-----------------------------------------+
YCat's-paw Ya calm, with a prize in sight. Y
+=============+=========================================+
As for a cat itself, I cannot say too much against it; and it is
singular, that the other meanings of the single word are equally
disagreeable; as to _cat_ the anchor, is a sign of _going to sea_, and
the _cat_ at the gangway is the worst of all.
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