From the New York Sunday Mercury.
SHORT PATENT SERMON.


now.
{"newspaper_name": "Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
{"character_count": 2843, "word_count": 493, "ccnet_language_score": [0.955299973487854], "ccnet_perplexity": [1305.5], "fasttext_language": ["en"]}
10 resume my labor OF love, | will dis
course this morning from The following text


He cheats himself, and neghbors too,


And, when from earth he passes,


Satan, to see his little soul,


Will have to put on glasses.


My hearers-carefulness vigilance, pru-
dence, and economy are commendable qua
lities; but mercenary meanness and mlserly
avarice are almost too loathsome and de-
testable to be meddled with by any decent
moral physician, like myself, for instance
A germ Of meanness, if 1t be not nipped at
its first budding, will soon so overshadow
and stunt every ennoblng principle of the
heart, that neither guano, fertilizing powers,
nor all the manure of morality in creation
will be able to make them flourish again.
Mans soul, my friends, has an expandabili-
ty and stretchitiveness about it equal to
Indian rubber. When high, heaven-born,
noble and generous thoughts are infused in
to it, il sweIls like balloon, and rises into
"a purer and more ethereal element-lar, far
above the clouds and storms of debasing
passion. In fact, it can't get down if il
would, any more than an inflated blow-fsh
can descend to wallow in its native mud
1t scorns every dishonest deed, and spurns
every low and niggardly practice. Pregnant
with a generous and philanthropic pride,
sooner than take advantage of the weak, the
delenceless and the fallen, you might expect
the American eagle to prey upon the putrid
carcase of Mexico, or condescend to pick
out the eyes of PROSTATE nation. But
when human soul has long been exposed
to the scorching rays of ofavarice, it becomes
shrivelled up to fried shoeslrings-nay, to
the invisible atomy that concatenates with
nothing. 1t becomes so insigniticanlly mi
mute, that ten million like it, would rattle in
"a peanut shell.


My friends-too many of you (city folks
especially are over inclined to meanness
| know some who are so vastly lttle-if
may be allowed the term-that, when they
are brushed from earth into the DEVILS dust
pan, the old chap will have to put on double
magnifying spectacles, and poke for long
while, among the rubbish of mortality, be-
fore he can find them. There's neighbor
Tightfst, in some respects worthy mem
Der of my congregation; and yet regret to
say, he is mean enough to chase fat mos
quito througha fve-mile swamp for the sake
of his suet. To his credit. however, he once
made sacrifice for the good cause by put
ting an unfortunate-looking penny in the
box, and going supperless TO bed And
there's neighbor Grab, too-if he had the
power, and could enrich himself thereby, he
would brush the silver stars from the frma-
ment, snatch the golden sun from the sky,
and sell the moon for old brass, If six
pence were required at the gate of heaven,
rather than pay the fee, verify believe, he
would rise from his resting place at mid
night, and pick the lock with tenpenny