{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register.", "edition": "01", "page": "p2", "byline": ""}
HATE. 1T is by no means surprising that
the mere mention of "hdting enemies, has
caused considerable hubDub m CERTAIN
quarter. The thing, or at least the name,
has been out of fashion for centuries, and the
irish, by adhering to so antiquated custom,
show themselves lmmeasuraby behind the
civilized world. Mr.. O'Conneil, indeed,
can find no precedent for the practice later
than the Psalmist. All good people love
their enemies, because it is amiabie to love
them, and more especially because loving
them does them more harm than hating them.
Lord Herbert, of Cheroury, used to say, that
he always forgave his enemies like good
Christian, as he had an opinion that God
would punish them SO mnch the more heaVlly
In the other world, by reason OF his great
charity towards them: It was, III tact, laying
nm their sins TO interest; and on this princi-
' ule he was particularly obliging to those who
Injured him. have ourselves heard ex-
ceIlent men pique themselves on returning
good for evil; ''for," said they, &'lt is heap
inr live Goals on the heads OF our enemies
Hatred would not haze been SO powerful a
cautery. So excellent and approved is the
doctrine of loving indeed, and so efficient Il
it found in practice, that old Isaac w altof
exhorts his young angler, in impaling frog
to treat him as though he were ms friend
And the Scotch understand the principle 81
we'll, that they dine with their foes ont Q
sheer malice, and literally eat them up VIII
kindness, while the sufferer roars to the Ia
vorite tune Of 80 this ioue! fAis lore. M'
love-" Children are early taught to hat'
nothing, and to love everything; and accord


ingly, they love their kittens and pets OF var
ious kinds, with an affection extremely pam


full, if not actually mortal, to the miserable
objects of it. This is timely lesson il
worldly wisdom. Shakespeare says 'Ihi


sorrows heavenly, it strikes where it dotf
love-" meaning, doubtless, to show how Sc


we're thing love is. The writer of this par


sgraph once travelled in the same coach will
madrnan, who on being asked by compas


sionate fellow passenger, whether he had n


friends, became exceedingly farious, and re