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Morning prayers follow, and then he and walks again, or drives into the retires to his study-table. If he is country. Sunset he keeps as a holy reading, you will at once notice this hour. During the winter twilight he peculiarity, that he studies pen in likes to be silent and alone. .... At hand, and that his book is crowded tea he listens to reading for an hour or with folded sheets of paper, which con- more, leading conversation, etc. Eventinually multiply as trains of thought ings he gives up to social enjoyments.” are suggested. These notes are rare- Mr. Buckle's method of making his ly quotations, but chiefly questions researches, and preserving memoranda and answers, qualifications, condensed of the results for subsequent use in statements, germs of interesting views; composition, was similar to Dr. Chanand when the volume is finished, they ning's, as we may infer from a note are 'carefully selected, arranged, and in his History. Dr. Channing spent under distinct heads placed among his vacations at Newport, where his other papers in a secretary. If he time was thus allotted : -- Rose very is writing, unless making preparation early, walked, etc. Breakfasted on for the pulpit or for publication, the coarse wheat-bread and cream, with a same process of accumulating notes is cup of tea. Then went to his study. continued, which, at the end of each Every hour or half-hour, more or less, day or week, are filed. The interior he threw his gown around him, and of the secretary is filled with heaps took a turn in the garden for a few of similar notes, arranged in order, minutes. After a few hours of work with titles over each compartment. he was exhausted for the day, and read When a topic is to be treated at and conversed till dinner. The afterlength in a sermon

or essay, these noon was given up to excursions, and notes are consulted, reviewed, and ar- the evening to society. ranged. He first draws up a skele- Dr. Doddridge, in reference to his ton of his subject, selecting with spe- work, “ The Paraphrase on the New cial care and making prominent the Testament,” said that its being writcentral principle that gives it unity, ten at all was owing to the difference and from which branch forth correla- between rising at five and at seven tive considerations. Until perfectly o'clock in the morning. “A remark clear in his own mind as to the essen- similar to this,” says Albert Barnes, tial truth of this main view, he cannot “ will explain all that I have done. proceed. Questions are raised, objec- Whatever I have accomplished in the tions considered, etc., the ground way of commenting on the Scriptures cleared, in a word, and the granite is to be traced to the fact of rising at foundation laid bare for the corner- four in the morning, and to the time stone. And now the work goes rap- thus secured, which I thought might idly forward. With flying pen he properly be employed in a work not makes a rough draft of all that he immediately connected with my pasintends to say, on sheets of paper toral labors. That habit I have now folded lengthwise, leaving half of each pursued for many years. . . . . All my page bare. He then reads over what Commentaries on the Scriptures have he has written, and on the vacant been written before nine o'clock in the half-page supplies defects, strikes out morning. At the very beginning, now redundances, indicates the needless more than thirty years ago, I adopted qualification, and modifies expressions. a resolution to stop writing on these Thus sure of his thought and aim, Notes when the clock struck nine. conscientiously prepared, he abandons This resolution I have invariably adhimself to the ardor of composition. hered to, not unfrequently finishing .... By noon his power of study is my morning task in the midst of a spent, and he walks, visits, etc. After paragraph, and sometimes even in the dinner he lies for a time upon the sofa, midst of a sentence. . . In the rec


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ollection now of the past, I refer to He would sometimes rise at night, burn these morning hours, to the stillness out his candle, and return to bed. and quiet of my room in this house Zwingli is described as indefatigaof God, when I have been permitted ble in study. From daybreak until to prevent the dawning of the morn- ten o'clock he used to read, write, and ing' in the study of the Bible, while translate. After dinner he listened to the inhabitants of the great city were those who had any news to give him, slumbering round about me, and be- or who required his advice; he then fore the cares of the day and its di- would walk out with some of his rect responsibilities came upon me, friends, and visit his flock. At two I refer to these scenes as among the o'clock he resumed his studies. He happiest portions of my life. .... Man- took a short walk after supper, and uscripts, when man writes every then wrote his letters, which often day, even though he writes but little, occupied him until midnight. He alaccumulate. Dr. Johnson was once ways worked standing, and never perasked how it was that the Christian mitted himself to be disturbed except Fathers, and the men of other times, for some very important cause. could find leisure to fill so many folios Melancthon was usually in his study with the productions of their pens. at two or three o'clock in the morning,

Nothing is easier,' said he ; and he at both in summer and winter. once began a calculation to show what during these early hours," says D'Auwould be the effect, in the ordinary bigné," that his best works were writterm of a man's life, if he wrote only ten.” During the day he read three or one octavo page in a day; and the four lectures, attended to the conferenquestion was solved. .... In this ces of the professors, and after that lamanner manuscripts accumulated on bored till supper-time. He retired about my hands until I have been surprised nine. He would not open any letters to find that, by this slow and steady in the evening, in order that his sleep process, I have been enabled to pre- might not be disturbed. He usually pare eleven volumes of Commentary on drank a glass of wine before supper. the New Testament, and five on por- He generally took one simple meal a tions of the Old Testament."

day, and never more than two, and Isaac Barrow was a very early riser, always dined regularly at a fixed hour. and with two exceptions very temperate He enjoyed but few healthy days in his in his habits. He indulged greatly in life, and was frequently troubled with all kinds of fruit; alleging that, if the sleeplessness. His manuscripts usuimmoderate use of it killed hundreds in ally lay on the table, exposed to the autumn, it was the means of preserving view of every visitor, so that he was thousands throughout the year. But robbed of several. When he had inhe was fonder still of tobacco. He be- vited any of his friends to his house, lieved that it helped to compose and he used to beg one of them to read, regulate his thoughts. (He died, we before sitting down to table, some may add, from the use of opium.) It was small composition in prose or verse. his plan, in whatever he was engaged, There is an interest of a peculiar to prosecute it till he had brought it to nature in thus visiting the haunts and a termination. He said he could not witnessing the labors of scholars, phieasily draw his thoughts from one thing losophers, and poets, which arises from to another. The morning was his fa- the stimulus it affords us in turning vorite time for study. He kept a tin- again to our own humbler but kindred der-box in his apartment, and, during work. Whatever brings us into symall of the winter and some of the au- pathy with the great and the noble tumn months, rose before it was light thinkers enlarges and lifts our thoughts. THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A QUACK.




SOLEMNLY believe that I should gry, and used several rather violent

have continued to succeed in the phrases. virtuous practice of my profession, if “ No use, Doc,” remarked Stagers. it had not happened that fate was once Then I softened down, and laughed a more unkind to me, by throwing in my little, treated the thing as a joke, whatpath one of my old acquaintances. I ever it was, for I dreaded to hear. had had a consultation one day with But Stagers was fate. Stagers was the famous homæopath, Dr. Zwanzig; inevitable. 6 Won't do, Doc, not and as we walked away we were busi- even money would n't get you off.” ly discussing the case of a poor con- “No?" said I interrogatively, and sumptive fellow who had previously as coolly as I could, contriving at the lost a leg.

In consequence of this de- same time to move towards the winfect, Dr. Zwanzig considered that the dow. It was summer, the sashes were ten-thousandth of a grain of Aur.* up, the shutters drawn in, and a policewould be an over- dose, and that it man whom I knew was lounging opmust be fractioned so as to allow for posite, as I had noticed when I enthe departed leg, otherwise the rest tered. I would give Stagers a scare of the man would be getting a leg- anyhow; charge him with theft, -anydose too much. I was particularly thing but get mixed up with his kind struck with this view of the case, but I again. was still more, and less pleasingly, im- He must have understood me, the pressed with the sight of my quondam scoundrel, for in an instant I felt a patient, Stagers, who nodded to me cold ring of steel against my ear, and a familiarly from the opposite pavement. tiger clutch on my cravat. “Sit down,”

I was not at all surprised when, that he said ; "what a fool you are. Guess evening quite late, I found this worthy you 've forgot that there coroner's seated waiting in my office. I looked business." Needless to say, I obeyed. around uneasily, which was clearly un- " Best not try that again," continued derstood by my friend, who retorted, my guest. “Wait a moment," — and, “ Ain't took nothin', Doc. You don't rising, he closed the windows. seem right awful glad to see me. You There was no resource left but to need n't be afraid, -I 've only fetched listen ; and what followed I shall conyou a job, and a right good one too.” dense, rather than relate it in the lan

I replied, that I had my regular busi- guage employed by my friend Mr. ness, that I preferred he should get Stagers. some one else, and pretty generally It appeared that another acquaintmade Mr. Stagers conscious that I had ance, Mr. File, had been guilty of a had enough of him.

cold - blooded and long - premeditated I did not ask him to sit down, and murder, for which he had been tried just as I supposed him about to leave, and convicted. He now lay in jail he seated himself with a grin, remark- awaiting his execution, which was to ing, “ No use, Doc. Got to go into it take place at Carsonville, Ohio, one this one time."

month after the date at which I heard At this I naturally enough grew an- of him anew. It seemed that, with

Aurum, used in religious melancholy, (see Jahr,) Stagers and others, he had formed a and not a bad remedy, it strikes me.

band of counterfeiters in the West, where he had thus acquired a fortune leaves for this once only in my life. so considerable that I was amazed at My brain seemed to be spinning in its his having allowed his passions to case ; lights came and went before my seduce him into unprofitable crime. eyes. In my ears were the sounds of In his agony he unfortunately thought waters. I grew weak all over. of me, and had bribed Stagers large- “ Cheer up a little,” said Stagers. ly in order that he might be induced “Here, take a nip of whiskey. Things to find me. When the narration had ain't at the worst, by a good bit. You reached this stage, and I had been just get ready, and we'll start by the made fully to understand that I was morning train. Guess you 'll try out now and hereafter under the sharp something smart enough, as we travel eye of Stagers and his friends, that, along. Ain't got a heap of time to in a word, escape was out of the ques- lose.” tion, I turned on my tormentor.

I was silent.

A great anguish had “ And what does all this mean?” I me in its grip. I might writhe and said ; “ what does File expect me to bite as I would, it was to be all in vain. do?"

Hideous plans arose to my ingenuity, “Don't believe he exactly knows," torn of this agony of terror and fear. I said Stagers ; “ something or other to could murder Stagers, but what good get him clear of hemp."

would that do. As to File, he was safe “ But what stuff!" I replied.“ How from my hand. At last I became too can I help him? What possible influ- confused to think any longer. “When ence could I exert?"

do we leave ?” I said, feebly. Can't say," answered Stagers im- " At six to-morrow," he returned. perturbably ; “ File has a notion you 're How I was watched and guarded, and most cunning enough for anything. how hurried over a thousand miles of Best try somethin', Doc."

rail to my fate, little concerns us now. And what if I won't do it?” said I. I find it dreadful to recall it to memory. “What does it matter to me, if the Above all, an aching eagerness for rerascal swings or no ?”

venge upon the man who had caused “ Keep cool, Doc," returned Stagers, me these sufferings predominated in “I'm only agent in this bere business. my mind. Could I not fool the wretch My principal, that's File, he says, “ Tell and save myself ? On a sudden an Sandcraft to find some way to get me idea came to my consciousness, like a clear. Once out, I give him ten thou sketch on an artist's paper. Then it sand dollars. If he don't turn up grew, and formed itself, became possisomething that 'll suit, I 'll blow about ble, probable, it seemed to me sure. that coroner business, and break him “Ah," said I, “Stagers, give me someup generally."

thing to eat and drink.” I had not tast“You don't mean,” said I, in a cold ed food for two days. sweat, -"you don't mean that, if I can't Within a day or two after my arrival, do this impossible thing, he will inform I was enabled to see File in his cell, — on me ? "

on the plea of being a clergyman from " Just so," returned Stagers. “Got a his native place. cigar, Doc ?"

I found that I had not miscalculated I only half heard him. What a my danger. The man did not appear frightful position. I had been leading a to have the least idea as to how I was happy and an increasingly comfortable to help him. He only knew that I was life, – no scrapes, and no dangers ; and in his power, and he used his control here, on a sudden, I had presented to to insure that something more potent me the alternative of saving a wretch than friendship should be enlisted from the gallows, or of spending un- on his behalf. As the days went by, limited years in a State penitentiary. this behavior grew to be a frightful As for the money, it became as dead thing to witness. He threatened, flat

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tered, implored, offered to double the I was seized with a feverish impatience, sum he had promised, if I would but which luckily prompted me to visit him save him. As for myself, I had gradu

As usual, I was admitted ally become clear as to my course of readily, and nearly reached his cell, action, and only anxious to get through when I became aware from the sound with the matter. At last, a few days of voices heard through the grating in before the time appointed for the exe- the door that there was a visitor in the cution, I set about explaining to File cell. “Who is with him ?” I inquired my plan of saving him. At first I found of the warden. this a very difficult task; but as he grew The doctor," he replied. to understand that any other escape

“ Doctor?" I said. " What docwas impossible, he consented to my tor?" scheme, which I will now briefly ex- “O, the jail physician," he returned. plain.

" I was to come back in half an hour I proposed, on the evening before and let him out; but he's got a quarter the execution, to make an opening in to stay as yet. Shall I admit you, or the man's windpipe, low down in the will you wait?" neck, and where he could conceal it by “ No," I replied. “It is hardly right a loose cravat. As the noose would be to interrupt them. I will walk in the above this point, I explained that he corridor for ten minutes or so, and then would be able to breathe through the you can send the turnkey to let me in.” aperture, and that, even if stupefied, he “Very good,” he returned, and left could easily be revived if we should be able to prevent his being hanged too As soon as I was alone, I cautiously long. My friend had some absurd advanced up the entry, and stood alongmisgivings lest his neck should be side of the door, through the barred broken by the fall; but as to this I was grating of which I was able readily to able to reassure him, upon the best hear what went on within. The first scientific authority. There were cer- words I caught were these : tain other and minor questions, as to " And you tell me, Doctor, that, even the effects of sudden, nearly complete if a man's windpipe was open, the hangcessation of the supply of blood to the ing would kill him,- are you sure?" brain ; but with these physiological re- “Yes," returned the other, “I befinements I thought it needlessly cruel lieve there would be no doubt of it. to distract a man in his peculiar posi- I cannot see how escape would be postion. Perhaps I shall be doing injus- sible ; but let me ask you," he went on tice to my own intellect if I do not more gravely," why you have sent for hasten to state that I had not the re- me to ask all these singular questions. motest belief in the efficacy of my plan You cannot have the faintest hope of for any purpose except to extricate me

escape, and least of all in such a manfrom a very uncomfortable position. ner as this. I advise you to think

On the morning of the day before the rather on the fate which is inevitable. execution, I made ready everything You must, I fear, have much to refiect that I could possibly need. So far our upon.” plans, or rather mine, had worked to a But,” said File, “if I wanted to marvel. Certain of File's old accom- try this plan of mine, could n't some plices succeeded in bribing the hang- one be found to help me, say if he was man to shorten the time of suspension. to make twenty thousand or so by it?" Arrangements were made also to se- “If you mean me," answered the cure me two hours alone with the doctor, “ some one cannot be found, prisoner, so that nothing seemed to be neither for twenty nor for fifty thouwanting. I had assured File that I sand dollars. Besides, if any one were would not see him again previous to wicked enough to venture on such an the operation, but during the morning attempt, he would only be deceiving

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