THE AWFUL SUMMONS.
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Great talents, great learning, great cele-
brity, are all utterly insufficient to constl:-
ute a man happy. and give him peace and
confidence in dying hour Yet how many
of the oreatmen ofthe world, and of our
own land, ou. statesmen, in high office and
authority treat religion practically and
tr ample on the Sabbath. and demean them
selves towards the friends of genuine piety
and true humility, as if the religion of the
Gosnel could never be needful for them, or
thew want its consultations and supports
MISGUIDED men with all their talents and
influence and affected disregard of piety. the
time will come, when. ifthey are awake to
the scenes upon which they will be entering.
thew will give all the golden earth, if they
had it. for the humble hope of the Gospel,
which cheers and sustains the lowly Chris
tian inthe hour of his departure from this
world, We wish every such man would
read and ponder well the following letter,
written bv one who ranked high In this
worlds estimation who had enjoyed freely
its honors. but who. having neglected reli-
oion. saw himself on the tremendous brink
of eternity without fope


DEAR SIR Before you receive this.my
final state will be determined by the Judge
of all the earth In few days at most, per-
hans in few hours, the inevitable sentence
will be passed, that shall raise me to the
heights of happiness, or sink me to the
depths of misery While you read these
lines. [ shall be either groaning under the
agonies of absolute despair, or triumphIng
in the fulness ofjoy.


Il is impossible for me to express the pre-
sent disposition of my soul-the vast uncer'
tainty am struggling with No words can
naint the force and vivacity OF my appre hen
sions. Every doubt wears the lace OF nor
ror and would perfectly overwhelm me, but
for some faint beams OF hope, which dart
across the tremendous gloom w hat
,onoue can utter the anguish of soul sus
nended between the extremes OF infinite JOY
and eternal misery | am throwing my
last stake for eternity. and tremble and shud-
der for the important event


Good God how have employed N.Y.
srlfa What enchantment hath led me2 In
what delrium hath my life been passed ?
What have been doing. when the sun IN
;ts race. and the stars in their courses have
len: their beams perhaps, only to me to per
ditonl


never walked till now. | have but just
commenced the dignity ofa rational beng.
Till this instant, had a wrong apprehen,
s;on of every thing in nature l have pur-
s..ad shadows. and entertained myself with
dreams. have been treasuring up dust
and sporting myself with the wind: look