jealousy, poison the well-springs of life at their highest sources.
But besides these, there are the deeper, more secret, and sorer miseries, which afflict the unirersal heart of man. As there is a wretchedness which is originated in physical ill, which comes out of the bodily afflictions of men, so there is an anguish which has the soul itself as its fountain-head, and preys upon its own vitals. "The heart knoweth its own bitterness." There is an inward agony and desolation, the torture of which is felt by mortals, but which they cannot, at times, find words to tell each other. The pains and the sorrows which disappointments, and failures, and jealousy, and care, and treachery, and malice, gender in the souls of men, who can estimate? Then there are the lacerations of bereavements, the sorrows and the desolations which death entails. Deeper yet are the gnawings and the pangs of wounded consciences; the stings of felt but unrepented iniquity; the shame of exposed baseness; the fear or the hardihood of blackened guilt; the convulsive agonies or damning yet determined remorse; the terrible apprehensions of death!
These are what may be regarded as the great spiritual miseries of man, and they are common to mankind everywhere, whether on Christian or on heathen ground. They are those ills and sufferings which assail our human nature, irrespective of circumstance or condition. No one will deny their presence in the better states of society; and if any one doubt their existence among sueh rude and benighted fellow-creatures as the heathen around us, we can refer,
