parents, who are wise enough to know, that, far before all wealth, all station, all that men regard as getting forward in the world, is such a taste, and its indulgence, for their child.

And what comes of this ripe scholarship? In its possessor, an intense delight, that deepens every day. To him, the world of language opens all its stores, with Californian prodigality. Not a dust, that has not gold in it. And diamonds, more than words. To him, no language can be dead. He multiplies himself, in them. In every new one, that he masters, he is a man, the more. And the more numerous the tributaries, that he makes, all the more music, to his ear, all the more magic, to his heart, the native tongue, in which his mother taught him how to pray. The ripe scholar may not be a teacher, by profession. And, yet, he teaches, everywhere, and every one. And no one dreams, the while, that he is teaching. They seem only thinking, with him. He may not be an author. But his trifles will be treasures. And his letters, such as might have dropped from Cicero's, or Evelyn's, or Arnold's. And, as to what the world calls working men, and has relied on most implicitly, to do her work, and not been disappointed in it; when the chiefest of them, in their several departments and vocations, have been summoned, how many of them betray the flavour of the ripest, mellowest, scholarship! A Wolfe and a Wellesley, in arms. A Davy and a Humboldt, in science. A Reynolds and an Alston, in art. A Lyndhurst and a Coleridge, at the bar. A Pitt and a Peel, in the Senate

House. Not second, to the very first of all of them, our Choate, our Everett, our Webster!

Beloved children, the hour, that comes to every loving heart, has come, at last, to ours. Before its sands

are all run out, a few brief words become our parting, and should crown our love. The sacred bond, of teacher and of pupil, which so long has held us, has been made more sacred, by the Providential orderings, which our relation has involved. It is as much my pleasure, as it is dutiful to you, to say, that never, for one moment, have you failed me, in what loving fathers count upon, from loving children. Nor, in the contemplation of your progress, in all liberal arts, and every manly virtue, has the first shadow of regret, for all the past, fallen on my heart. These are strong words, to say. But I have weighed them well. And here, deliberately pronounce them, in the face of God and man.

Beloved children, you have well and faithfully fulfilled the expectations of your Alma Mater. She sends you from her, with a full and fervent blessing. Go to be comforts to your homes; the servants of your country; the benefactors of your kind. Be men. Be free men. Be free men of the Union. If you fail here, you must disown her lineage. You must disavow her womb. To be a slave, to be a traitor, to be the agent or the lover, of disunion, you must forget that you were nurtured at her bosom; and deny that you were folded in her arms.

Beloved children, you go out, to-day, from the serene and sacred shadow of the Altar of the Cross. Go, from

it, in its confidence, and with its consecration. It is the single hope of sinners. It is the only stay of men. Bow your young hearts, before it, as you stand upon the threshold of a world, which is to try your inmost souls. Plead, for the sins and follies of your youth, the pardon of its blood. Plead, for the infirmity and inexperience of your youth, the succours of its grace. Then, rise, and go upon your way. Go, to be conquerors, of the world, and of yourselves. Cross of Jesus Christ.

The young men of the

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THE BACCALAUREATE ADDRESS,

AT THE

* FIFTH ANNUAL COMMENCEMENT OF BURLINGTON COLLEGE.

EDUCATION A DIVINE THING.

EDUCATION IS A DIVINE THING. It is the rescue and restoration of an immortal, fallen, nature. It contemplates its redemption, first; then, its renewal, in the divine image; then, its re-union with God. Its standpoint is the Cross. The channel of its Church. Its agent is the Holy Spirit. thus, A DIVINE THING. It is from GOD. GOD. It is for God.

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The authority, to educate a human soul, must come from GOD.

The means, to educate a human soul, must come through GOD.

The motive, to educate a human soul is, that it may be fitted, for GOD.

St. Michael and All Angels, A. D. 1854.

The establishment and application of these three propositions will occupy our present thoughts. On them, as on an arch of living rock, this College has been founded. In them, alone, do we desire that it should stand. Through them, it is, that we have hope, that these young men, its latest born, will be its glory and its crown. That, such, they may approve themselves, we ask the charity of your prayers.

I. The authority, to educate a human soul, must come, from God. On this subject, men reason very loosely; if, at all. They take, for granted, a dominion over human thought, human desire, and human will, which in no other realm of the Creation, is assumed. For, mark the careful wisdom of the great Creator. When He had "made the beast of the earth, after his kind, and cattle, after their kind, and every thing, that creepeth, on the earth, after his kind," He left not man, though made in His own image, after His likeness, to assert the sovereignty, for which he was created; but, granted it, in terms express: "let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing, that creepeth on the earth." Nay, the mere lordship of Creation did not give inherent right to use, even, the vegetable kingdom. But, God expressly said: “Behold, I have given you every bearing seed, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree in the which is the fruit of a tree, yielding seed; To you, it shall be, for meat." And, yet, the human

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