THEATRICAL ADDRESSES. In accordance with our plan of selection, we give place to the following artieles, occasioned by the opening of the New Theatre, on the 1st of the present month. The one is a fictitious, and the other the actual address then delivered.' Of the merits of neither do we purpose speaking, farther than that the latter has already passed an ordeal, whose decision we are not prepared to dispute; and that the former is worthy of the reputation of its author-one of the first of American poets. AN ADDRESS FOR THE OPENING OF THE NEW THEATRE. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, Enlighten'd as you are, you all must know Worse than dry weather to the fields and flowers, And cost three times as much, and is six inches higher. We've some new thunder, several new plays, What made the good Me our president? With M -s and A- -S, M and M- 8. ADDRESS WRITTEN BY CHARLES SPRAGUE, ESQ. OF BOSTON. When mitred zeal, in wild, unholy days, Bared his red arm, and bade the fagot blaze, And freedom pointed to a rival world. Where prowled the wolf, and where the hunter roved, The child of genius, catering for the Stage, And crimson life runs through the sleeping clay : The wave, the gibbet, and the battle field, Pale, bleeding love comes weeping from the tomb, May this fair dome, in classic beauty reared, Here toil shall pause, his ponderous sledge thrown by, ADMONITION AGAINST SABBATH BREAKING, The profanation of the Lord's Day, or Christian Sabbath, is become so shamefully common among all ranks and orders of men, that it is the duty of every one who wishes well to his fellow Christians, to the rising generation, and to our country, to do all in his power, to awaken and reform those who are chargeable with it. Let me, therefore, remind you, that at the creation, God appointed one day in seven to be kept holy for religious purposes. This he required in the Law of Moses, particularly in the fourth commandment. It is also in effect required by Jesus Christ; and the Lord's Day, so called in remembrance of liis resurrection on that day, was kept holy by the Apostles, and first Christian nations ever since. It is therefore most evi resolved to keep it. The Sabbath (comfortable reflection!) was designed as a day of blessing; may you never more, by your idleness, and profaneness, or any cause, turn that blessing into a curse; for DEATH will soon close (for ever close) the day of grace and mercy. And if you neglect, especial dently the duty of every Christian to observe it, as a day of rest from work, || buying, selling, travelling (except in cases of great and unavoidable necessity) and from all kinds of sport and diversion; and he is to employ this day in attending at church, both morning and afternoon-in reading the Bible and good books at home-in in-ly after this faithful warning," the structing his family-in serious reflections on his past temper and conduct, in pious resolutions concerning his future conduct, and in preparations for eternity; and in earnest prayers to God, for pardon, assistance, strength, and eternal life, through the merits and mediation of Jesus Christ. To spend the sacred time in amusement, idleness, and frequenting coffee-houses, taverns, &c., and to neglect the public things which make for your peace, they will then be hid from your eyes," and then you will find no place for repentance.-Balt. Chron. OBITUARY. "Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them."-Rev. the 32d year of his age. He was a man highly esteemed among his acquaintance, and two small children, besides his aged parents, and a large circle of relatives and other friends, to lament his loss. We have been favoured by a rospectable friend, with the following notice of his charac ter: DAVID B. HOYT, was a native of Kingston, New-Brunswick, from which place he removed with his father's family, in the spring of 1804, to the city of New-York, where he resided until his death. His early years afford nothing very remarkable, they passed away as the spring of our lives generally passes, sometimes cheering him with the sunshine and private duties of the day, is a highber, Mr. DAVID B. HoYT, of this city, in DIED, on Sunday, the 30th of Septemaffront to the authority of God; a base and ungrateful return for the love and grace of our Saviour, and an unspeaka-and died much lamented, leaving a wife ble injury to yourself, to your family, and to the nation. It exposes you to the penalties which the law inflicts on Sabbath breakers, and tends to bring the judgments of God on the country. It leads you to bad company, to a habit of idleness, drunkenness, extravagance, and so on to ruin, as many have acknowledged who have suffered at the place of execution. It finally tends to destroy all serious thought and religious concern, to harden the heart-and so exposes you to everlasting destruction. You are, therefore, by all those arguments, earnestly entreated to consider your duty and interest; immediately to leave off this pernicious habit of Sabbath breaking, and apply your-of earthly pleasures, at other times, selves rigorously to the proper duties of that holy day. It is particularly desired, that, the next time you go to Church, you would consider the response which you make, after the minister hath read the fourth commandment; and that it will be a base hypocrisy, and a horrid insult on the heart-searching God, to "beseech him to incline your hearts to keep that law," unless you are sincerely and fully depressing him with sorrows incident to the morning of life, and unfolding a temper, which, although fiery and irrascible, exerted itself towards his friends and family with unbounded kindness and benevolence; and we shall not wonder, that when twenty years had stamped his character, and he embraced the religion of Jesus, that he did it with such ardour and zeal, that it almost amounted to enthusiasm: he seemed to think with Dr. Young, that "On such a theme 'twas impious to be calm." It was in the summer of 1809, at a camp-meeting on Long-Island, he professed to find that peace which passes all understanding, and which assurance he maintained until his death. Though his zeal in promoting the cause of God in the place where he resided was incessant, yet he often mourned his unfaithfulness with deep sorrow, although his chief foible (if it might take that name) was a natural levity of spirits, which all the storms of adversity that he encountered, could not entirely subdne. His usefulness was too well known to need repeating. The "Night Thoughts" of Dr. Young seemed, next to the Bible, to be his favourite companion, and often when depressed with affliction, would he quote that sentence, "His hand the good man fastens on the skies, Then bids earth roll, nor heeds her idle whirl." In his sickness he manifested great resignation, and a sure and certain hope of a glorious resurrection, still exhibiting an affectionate concern for the prosperity of the society of which he was a member; and although the pains of his body were very great, his soul enjoyed a sweet and calm repose: He seemed to breathe the very spirit of his most favourite hymn, the following verse of which, before his sickness, he would sing with peculiar energy, "Adieu, adieu all earthly things I'd quickly see my God." A few days before his death, one of his friends approached his bed-side, who, after receiving an assurance that he felt his mind at peace, being fearful that he was not perfectly recollected, she asked him if he knew about what he was speaking? "O, yes;" said he, "I am talking of the religion of Jesus." The Saturday before his dissolution, the violence of his disorder produced a delirium which continued until his departure, with very little intermission; in the paroxysms of which, (though they frequently unmask the soul) he gave his friends no reason to suppose that the fear of death lent any terrors to him, but on the contrary, through all his sickness, he gave full proof that the grace of God could make the Christian meet affectionate regard for his wife and the king of terrors with a smile. An children, and his other relatives and friends, would occasionally break through the deep gloom which his delirium and intense sufferings spread over us, and in the afternoon he broke forth into singing, "Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found." From this time the violence of his disorder abated not a moment, until the "silver cord" of life was broken, and he fell asleep in the arms of his Saviour. Thus, in the language of Job, "he sprung up like a flower, and was cut down," in the noon-tide of his manhood he withered away. His sun had but just reached its meridian, when the dark clouds of death hid it from our view, and spread over us a night of sorrow and grief, illuminated only by the brightness of his departing testimony, and cheered by the hope of meeting him, "where parting never comes," in the regions of eternal repose. The sun that now sinks in the west The place where his ashes remain, BOLMORE, PRINTER, 70 BOWERY. |