From tie Freeman's Journal '
REBUKE FROM THE DEAD,

fBr SELLEcK OsDons
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rhe northern tribes (according to Lieutenant Frank
destroy by way of sacrce their arms and utensils or
death of relations lose ali enterprise and waste muc
their time in idle lamentations; thus mourning all
miseries of extreme want. The spirits of the depa
may be supposed thus to address them:
NIortals! why bewail ye thus
Viewless, wantless things like usl
We no gross provision need,
Nor on matter deign to feed;
We all seasons, wet or dry,
Cold or hot, alike defy,
Sport alike in tropic glare,
Or in hyperb0rean air;
Never resting, but employing
Evry moment in enjoying
Views of worlds beyond your scan
fiction is the soul of man.
Think ye our regenerate ears,
Us'd to the melody of spheres,
Can take delight in idle moans,
Or listen to dlscordant groans'
That we, while briskly revelling
In eddies cool of Saturn's ring,
Or glowing, we hover near
The verge of Soils bright atmosphere,
Or sriding comets, as they fly,
With course elliptic through the sky,
Your Incidence can relish then'
No--action is the soul of man.
When the arrow is repumed,
And the sighted bow resumed,
When the chase flies o'er the plain,
When the rifles blaze again,
When the fame of enterprise,
Rekindes in the hunters eyes,
When the war-flance cheers the sire,
While he strs the council fire );
Then joyfully we hail again,
The character of kindred men,
And dance on meteors of the pole;
For action constitutes the soul.
PHILADELPHIA, Oct. IA, 1925.