The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 6, April, 1858 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 311 pages of information about The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 6, April, 1858.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 6, April, 1858 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 311 pages of information about The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 6, April, 1858.

  “Ask not me, as Muftis can
  To recite the Alcoran;
  Well I love the meaning sweet,—­
  I tread the book beneath my feet.

  “Lo! the God’s love blazes higher,
  Till all difference expire. 
  What are Moslems? what are Giaours? 
  All are Love’s, and all are ours. 
  I embrace the true believers,
  But I reck not of deceivers. 
  Firm to heaven my bosom clings,
  Heedless of inferior things;
  Down on earth there, underfoot,
  What men chatter know I not.”

* * * * *

THE AUTOCRAT OF THE BREAKFAST-TABLE.

EVERY MAN HIS OWN BOSWELL.

Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle which fits them all.

——­I think, Sir,—­said the divinity-student,—­you must intend that for one of the sayings of the Seven Wise Men of Boston you were speaking of the other day.

I thank you, my young friend,—­was my reply,—­but I must say something better than that, before I could pretend to fill out the number.

——­The schoolmistress wanted to know how many of these sayings there were on record, and what, and by whom said.

——­Why, let us see,—­there is that one of Benjamin Franklin, “the great Bostonian,” after whom this lad was named.  To be sure, he said a great many wise things,—­and I don’t feel sure he didn’t borrow this,—­he speaks as if it were old.  But then he applied it so neatly!—­

“He that has once done you a kindness will be more ready to do you another than he whom you yourself have obliged.”

Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my friend, the Historian, in one of his flashing moments:—­

“Give us the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with its necessaries.”

To these must certainly be added that other saying of one of the wittiest of men:—­

“Good Americans, when they die, go to Paris.”

——­The divinity-student looked grave at this, but said nothing.

The schoolmistress spoke out, and said she didn’t think the wit meant any irreverence.  It was only another way of saying, Paris is a heavenly place after New York or Boston.

A jaunty-looking person, who had come in with the young fellow they call John,—­evidently a stranger,—­said there was one more wise man’s saying that he had heard; it was about our place, but he didn’t know who said it.—­A civil curiosity was manifested by the company to hear the fourth wise saying.  I heard him distinctly whispering to the young fellow who brought him to dinner, Shall I tell it? To which the answer was, Go ahead!—­Well,—­he said,—­this was what I heard:—­

“Boston State-House is the hub of the solar system.  You couldn’t pry that out of a Boston man, if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a crowbar.”

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