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I reminded him of the peculiar advantages of our government. He shook his head. "No, Atterley," said he, "do not deceive yourself. The duration of every species of polity is uncertain; the works of nature alone are permanent. The motions of the heavenly bodies are the same as they were thousands of years ago. But not so with the works of man. He is the identical animal that he ever was.
Anonymous Review of A Voyage to the Moon ART. III. A Voyage to the Moon: with some account of the Manners and Customs, Science and Philosophy, of the People of Morosofia and other Lunarians: By JOSEPH ATTERLEY. New-York: Elam Bliss, 1827. 12mo. pp. 264.
After a few days, the Brahmin recovered his ordinary health and strength; and having attended him at an earlier hour than usual, according to his request on the previous evening, he thus addressed me: "I have already told you, my dear Atterley, that I was born and educated at Benares, and that science is there more thoroughly understood and taught than the people of the west are aware of.
When such have been the woes of my life, you can no longer think it strange, Atterley, that I delayed their painful recital; or that, after having endured so much, all common dangers and misfortunes should appear to me insignificant."
I was his only son, and according to the usage of our country, was destined to the same holy calling. At an early age I was put under a private tutor, and then sent to one of the schools attached to the Pagoda. Upon what little matters, my dear Atterley, do our fortunes, and even our characters depend! Had I been sent to another school, the whole destiny of my life would have been changed.
An indisposition experienced by Atterley, occasions his introduction to Vindar, a celebrated physician, botanist, &c., on whose opinions we have a keen satire. "I could not see this rash Glonglim attempt to climb that dangerous ladder, without feeling alarm for his safety.
My dear Atterley," he continued, with emotion, "you little know the strength of woman's love!" Here he abruptly broke off the conversation; and, after continuing thoughtful and silent for some time, he remarked: "But do not forget where we are. Nature demands her accustomed rest, and let us prepare to indulge her.
The priesthood encourage this superstition, as they have grafted on it some mystical rites, which add to their power and profit, and which one of our Pundits thinks has a great resemblance to the Eleusinian mysteries. There is, however, my dear Atterley, little satisfaction in tracing the origin of vulgar superstitions.
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