being more extended and more violent, an equitable
procedure in a country professing to be governed by
law. It is, however, impossible not to observe
with some concern, that there are many also of a different
disposition,—a number of persons whose minds
are so formed that they find the communion of religion
to be a close and an endearing tie, and their country
to be no bond at all,—to whom common altars
are a better relation than common habitations and
a common civil interest,—whose hearts are
touched with the distresses of foreigners, and are
abundantly awake to all the tenderness of human feeling
on such an occasion, even at the moment that they
are inflicting the very same distresses, or worse,
on their fellow-citizens, without the least sting of
compassion or remorse. To commiserate the distresses
of all men suffering innocently, perhaps meritoriously,
is generous, and very agreeable to the better part
of our nature,—a disposition that ought
by all means to be cherished. But to transfer
humanity from its natural basis, our legitimate and
home-bred connections,—to lose all feeling
for those who have grown up by our sides, in our eyes,
the benefit of whose cares and labors we have partaken
from our birth, and meretriciously to hunt abroad
after foreign affections, is such a disarrangement
of the whole system of our duties, that I do not know
whether benevolence so displaced is not almost the
same thing as destroyed, or what effect bigotry could
have produced that is more fatal to society. This
no one could help observing, who has seen our doors
kindly and bountifully thrown open to foreign sufferers
for conscience, whilst through the same ports were
issuing fugitives of our own, driven from their country
for a cause which to an indifferent person would seem
to be exactly similar, whilst we stood by, without
any sense of the impropriety of this extraordinary
scene, accusing and practising injustice. For
my part, there is no circumstance, in all the contradictions
of our most mysterious nature, that appears to be
more humiliating than the use we are disposed to make
of those sad examples which seem purposely marked
for our correction and improvement. Every instance
of fury and bigotry in other men, one should think,
would naturally fill us with an horror of that disposition.
The effect, however, is directly contrary. We
are inspired, it is true, with a very sufficient hatred
for the party, but with no detestation at all of the
proceeding. Nay, we are apt to urge our dislike
of such measures as a reason for imitating them,—and,
by an almost incredible absurdity, because some powers
have destroyed their country by their persecuting
spirit, to argue, that we ought to retaliate on them
by destroying our own. Such are the effects, and
such, I fear, has been the intention, of those numberless
books which are daily printed and industriously spread,
of the persecutions in other countries and other religious
persuasions.—These observations, which
are a digression, but hardly, I think, can be considered
as a departure from the subject, have detained us
some time: we will now come more directly to
our purpose.