The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836
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American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
In truth we have _no_ crowns to spare for any such self-destructive
purpose. It accords much better with my feelings, as well as with the
confidence I have in the intelligence and public spirit of the
citizens of Fredericksburg, to believe that our funds will be
increased rather than diminished; that all of you desire to cherish
this social institution; and that even those who make the lowest
estimate of its benefits to themselves and others, still rate them as
cheaply purchased by their very moderate annual subscription, the
amount of which is daily lavished by hundreds of us for that which has
really as little substantial good in it, as the mere “shadow of a
shade.” I would assert the cheapness of the purchase in regard to
every one who had acquired the knowledge only of one single useful
fact, which he had not known before; and who is there among us who can
truly say, that he has made no such acquisition? Much more, then, may
it be urged in regard to all who feel that they now know many more
such useful facts, of which twelve months ago they were entirely
ignorant. The pleasure alone of witnessing once a week the highly
gratifying proof, that so many of you as here meet together, are
cordially united for mutual improvement, is worth incalculably more
than is given for it. In this behalf, I would respectfully say to each
member, are you a father, and yet unconcerned about increasing your
own knowledge for the sake of augmenting that of your own offspring,
yet ignorant that it is a most sacred duty? Are you a mother, and can
you be destitute of that never-dying affection for the children of
your bosom, which should impel you with resistless power to seek every
opportunity of hearing something, be it ever so little, which you can
apply for their benefit? Are you a son, a daughter, a brother, or a
sister, and yet so regardless of the welfare and happiness of all
connected with you, so destitute of the love of kindred, nay of
self-love itself, in its only laudable form, as to have no taste, no
desire, no anxiety, for moral and intellectual culture? I will not for
a moment, suffer myself even to suspect that these questions could be
answered in the affirmative by any to whom I now address myself.
Rather let me continue to believe, even if in error, that I behold in
all of the present assembly, ardent and zealous friends to all the
objects of our association; friends, not for fashion sake, nor
novelty, nor idle curiosity, nor a mere time killing purpose, but
true, earnest, abiding friends to the great cause of mutual
improvement. And by what means, I would confidently ask, so cheap, so
convenient, so gratifying, as nightly meetings once a week, for an
hour or two, could this cause be better promoted by persons occupied,
as most of us are, in daily business and daily duties of indispensable
obligation? Whatever is calculated to strengthen our convictions of
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