/, sermon for Bachelors.
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sermon for Bachelors.


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tbon ro with this man And she said, win go."-
Genesis 36, So s&s@


Do YOU, my friends, feel the full pathos
oc these words trow not In the first
place it is said they called. The question
arises, who called3 Was it bachelors that
called this damsel to 60 with man J How
absurd the idea. Who ever thought the
cupidity Of SO dominant and yerilable per-
sonages as my hearers or their predecessors,
would stoop from their dogmatica theory
Of celebacy TO PROFOUND such question 7
No one. The idea is ridiculous in the ex-
treme that you, my friends, should devate
from your own congealed misanthropic
views, and your frigid and ice-bound
hearts open to the battery Of damsel's be-
witching and captivating eye, lit up by the
fond expectation ofleaving the barren fields
Of celebacy for the warm, luxuriant, and
philanlhropic country Of matrimony. My
hearers, doubtless you all have come to the
sage conclusion that the question was ask :
ed by the no less venerable personages than
father and mother .names you once loved
to lisp. Now, will you not awake from
your incubus, and let Your imagination pic
ture the scene Of our text, Behold the old
gentleman, borne down by time, nerve him
self to manhood as he views the approach
Of the lad and hears him with manly and
undaunted voice ask for his daughter Shame
TO you my hearers this is point in cour-
ageto which you never arrived; 10 you the
sentiments which prompted this lad are un-
known to you the reciprocity Of feelings
is a stranger yet, 70 you, could you once
man yourselves to pop the question, the
ready answer is in waitng--l WILL GO
Then, why sit you here all the day idle.
Think Of the pathetic feelings Of Jacob,
when you read how he " kissed Rachel, and
lifted up his voice and wept." Go ye and
do Likewise; 60 with the honor and dignity
of men, and you need not fear boxed cal
for your impertinence. No, my friends,
the smiles Of the aged sire and matron say
!" she will go,o and the bright eye Of her
you admire says"I will 60" Arise, ys
puissant sleepers, and shake off your gar
ments Of celebacy, and go to the hymeneal
altar, and there yield yourselves, with youl
affanced, willing sacrifice for, behold
there stands the bridea perfect symmetry ol
beauty and elegance, with outstretched
arms, saying, sCome, my beloved, come,
for all things are ready; and whosoevef
will, let him come and revel in hymeniaI
bliss.n HoMEwARp BOUND.