Robert Merry's museum, Volumes III-IV (1842)Various
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Robert Merry's museum, Volumes III-IV (1842)
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Most people are very apt to think that if they had been situated like
this first human pair, they should have behaved more wisely. But do we
not all of us have nearly the same experience as our first parents? We
are all capable of living innocently--and of enjoying the bliss, the
Eden, the paradise--which innocence bestows. But we voluntarily cast
away our innocence; we eat the forbidden fruit; we commit sin; we
become degraded; we lose the favor of God; we stand before him as
sinners!
Like Adam and Eve, then, we are cast out; like them we find thorns and
briars in our way; like them we encounter cares, and doubts, and
fears, and sorrows, in our journey through life. We eat our bread by
the sweat of the brow.
Who is there, that does not feel that his errors are his own--that he,
and he only, is responsible for them? Instead, therefore, of saying
that if we had been placed in another’s situation, we had done better
than he has done, let us rather look to ourselves--and instead of
palliating or hiding our faults, let us confess them before God, with
an humble, and contrite, and obedient heart--and ask forgiveness for
them in the name of the Redeemer.
THE MOLE.--It is said that the mole, in its movements under ground,
always turns its back to the sun, burrowing from east to west in the
morning, and from west to east in the evening.
Merry’s Adventures.
CHAPTER XX.
A month passed away after my uncle’s death, during which I was in a
sort of maze; I did not know what to do, and now, after many years are
gone, I can hardly recollect anything that occurred during that
period. I only know that I wandered over the house, from one room to
another; I then went into the fields; rambled about the farm, and
seeming by a sort of instinct to avoid everybody. I did not wish to
speak to any one. I seemed lost, and it was not till the day came when
the tavern was to be sold, with all its furniture, that I was fully
recalled to consciousness.
I remember that day well. The sale was by auction, and the place which
had been a home to me for years, was knocked off to the highest
bidder. The purchaser was a stranger to me, and took immediate
possession. I still remained in the house; and it was not till three
or four days after he and his household had come, that the idea
entered my head that I was to leave it. The man said to me one
day--“Well, Mr. Merry--when do you intend to go?” I did not understand
him at first, but in a moment it rushed into my mind, that this was a
hint for me to depart.
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