neighbours. The grave would mourn, comparatively vacant and solitary. Death would lament the loss of the war song and brigade review. His arm is weak, his arrow is broken; he waits the slow operations of disease and age; the monster seems expiring himself. “Where,” he cries, "where is the spirit of War? Where is the noise and charm of military days? Where is the parade of music and battles? Oh, that it were with me, as in other times, when whole nations made arms their sport and pleasure; then I destroyed thousands and myriads in a day, as at Arbela and Pharsalia, at Jerusalem and Ashkelon, at Pavia and Warsaw."

When will men be wise; when will they suppress these occasions of war?

V. May I not say the subject calls on us to unite in procuring permanent peace.

Reasons for hope and confidence may well inspire the heart with zeal and energy. The gospel will become universal, and peace will finally prevail. But means must be used. Lazarus will rise; but the great stone must be rolled from the tomb. God will have us use means, even when he intends to perform a miracle.

Kings and conquerors love fame and power too well, to rest in peace, while their subjects are foolish enough to be butchered for their pleasure. Who then is willing to march and perish for the gratification of his rulers? Him, alas, have I offended. Who is willing to endure pain, and sickness, and death, that a few generals may be heroes; that a few commissaries

may drive their chariots, the wheels red with their blood?

Yes; that day when subjects resolve no longer to be sacrificed, peace will gladden the world. When will this day arrive? May I not call on all the disciples of Jesus, to raise their voice, to enlist under no captain; but the Captain of your salvation? I know you cherish his spirit. Mild and gentle, holy and harmless, his every act was benevolent. He came, not to destroy, but to save life. He healed the sick; he fed the poor, and relieved the widow and the fatherless. So, like him, to-day, have you come up to his house, to comfort the widow and the fatherless, a delightful service, for a divine Master. You hear his voice; "Ye have done it unto me." I know your benevolent wishes, and I know the limited means of many. The country is burdened; your people are burdened, with the enormous expenses of past wars, of a standing army, and preparations for wars to The merchant and the farmer are rifled of their best profits, to gorge the dragon of war. When this monster expires, our country will be rich; they will feed the poor, and make the widow's heart sing for joy; her barrel of meal, and her cruise of oil will never fail. Then the treasuries of our hospitals, our missionary and charitable societies, will overflow with the contributions of peace. Silver and gold will abound, as in the days of Solomon. Say then, to the weary sword," It is enough."

come.

But here I must not forget to urge the instructors of our schools, to impress their children with the odious nature of revenge, of ambition, and war. Im

bue their hearts with the temper of the lamb. Whole countries may be saved by your mild lessons. Your children will soon be men, and form the mass of society. What they are, the nation will soon be. Immensely important is your responsibility.

I need not call on mothers or daughters, to join the celestial throng, to proclaim peace on earth. You can never patiently see your brothers, your husbands, your sons, torn away, to perish on the frozen mountains of the north, nor the burning plains of the south. In history women are renowned, as the friends of peace. In the civil wars of England, two or three thousand repaired to the House of Commons, to implore the blessings of peace. In this glorious cause will you not exert your influence in society, which is greater than senates or armed legions possess. I beseech you, with the eloquence of truth, pronounce your abhorrence of hands, which are red with the blood of the slain.

Do we not all unite in petitions of peace to our own legislators? No man can estimate the effects of their influence in private, of their votes and eloquence in public. To them we look as our guardian angels; to them we fly, for permanent peace. As men, as our representatives, as Christians, do they not give us a pledge, that we shall not be disappointed?

The Presidents, and Professors, and Preceptors in our colleges and seminaries, I congratulate, on the distinguished eminence, which they enjoy. You are forming those minds, which soon may control the public affairs of the country. The science, the wisdom, the eloquence, which you teach, may carry

peace and safety from the palace to the cottage, and delight the world with the song of angels. We will not believe it possible for you to neglect one lesson, which may animate your pupils with the love of peace. If they make the attempt, is not their victory certain; will they not be the saviours of their country; must not their power of persuasion, in the court and senate, deliver the world from the havoc and carnage of war?

My brethren in the ministry have prevented my urging, or recommending the work of peace to them. Your repeated votes, your unanimous votes have proclaimed the benevolent sentiments of your hearts, and given a solemn pledge of your attachment to your Saviour, as the Prince of peace. Still may I not ask myself and you, whether we have done all in our power, to promote this precious cause? Have we thoroughly instructed and convinced our own people? Our nobles are from ourselves, and our governour proceeds from the midst of us. Our people direct the affairs of the Commonwealth. This Commonwealth has a powerful influence in the councils of the nation. If our general government were to say to the troubled sea of war, "Peace; be still," might not the effect surpass all calculation?

Let us not rest, till our people have adopted the heavenly doctrine of peace on earth. Let us not imagine our duty done, while any thing remains, which can possibly be done. Though the fires of war be again lighted up in Christendom, your faith is unshaken. The Prince of peace will not forget his own

name, nor blast the hopes, which rest on the promises of his word.

Had I any mode of access to the kings of the earth, forgetting my humble capacity, I would beseech them to have mercy on the family of man, and stop the effusion of human blood. I would say, Sires, though you are as gods, you must die like men. The wanton destruction of life is murder; the blood of armies may be required at your hands; grasping at more, you may lose what you have. Remember Bajazet, a captive, exhibited as a show, in an iron cage. Remember Charles, a prisoner, and executed before his own palace. Behold Napoleon, chained to a rock in the ocean. These were the warriours, who made the world tremble.

Yes, my beloved hearers, the work is begun; the work is advancing. Peace Societies are established in Europe and America. Mankind are opening their eyes. The sun of righteousness and peace is rising. The black night of war is passing away. The fountain of peace is breaking forth to refresh the world. Does not the sublime subject command all the affections of your hearts; all the efforts of your power? If ye hold your peace, will not the stones cry out? Will not the temples, profaned; the fields, red with blood; the beasts and cattle, destroyed; the lost spirits of a thousand battles, carry in their charge, before the throne of the great Eternal.

Does ONE man of the human family resist the doctrine of peace? Is ONE man grieved, hurt, or displeased? I only ask, and I do affectionately ask such a man,