1. Beware! Beware!
Beware! The enemy sowed tracts in the night,
and the righteous men tremble.
2. There are only 10 good men
in John’s; I am one; reader, calculate your
chance of salvation.
3. The genuine recipe for the
leaven of the Pharisees is still extant, and runs
as follows: —Self-deceit 0.33 + want
of charity 0.5 + outward show 0.33, humbug infinity,
insert Sim or not as required. Reader, let each
one who would seem to be righteous take unto himself
this leaven.
4. “The University Church
is a place too much neglected by the young men up
here.” Thus said the learned Selwyn, {5}
and he said well. How far better would it be
if each man’s own heart was a little University
Church, the pericardium a little University churchyard,
wherein are buried the lust of the flesh, the pomps
and vanities of this wicked world; the veins and arteries,
little clergymen and bishops ministering therein;
and the blood a stream of soberness, temperance and
chastity perpetually flowing into it.
5. The deluge went before, misery
followed after, in the middle came a Puseyite playing
upon an organ. Reader, flee from him, for he
playeth his own soul to damnation.
6. Church music is as the whore
of Babylon, or the ramping lion who sought whom he
might devour; music in a church cannot be good, when
St. Paul bade those who were merry to sing psalms.
Music is but tinkling brass, and sounding cymbals,
which is what St. Paul says he should himself be,
were he without charity; he evidently then did not
consider music desirable.
7. The most truly religious
and only thoroughly good man in Cambridge is Clayton,
{6} of Cams.
8. “Charity is but the
compassion that we feel for our own vices when we
perceive their hatefulness in other people.”
Charity, then, is but another name for selfishness,
and must be eschewed accordingly.
9. A great French king was walking
one day with the late Mr. B., when the king dropped
his umbrella. Mr. B. instantly stooped down
and picked it up. The king said in a very sweet
tone, “Thank you.”
10. The Cam is the river Jordan.
An unthinking mind may consider this a startling
announcement. Let such an one pray for grace
to read the mystery aright.
11. When I’ve lost a button
off my trousers I go to the tailors’ and get
a new one sewn on.
12. Faith and Works were walking
one day on the road to Zion, when Works turned into
a public-house, and said he would not go any further,
at the same time telling Faith to go on by himself,
and saying that “he should be only a drag upon
him.” Faith accordingly left Works in
the ale-house, and went on. He had not gone far
before he began to feel faint, and thought he had better
turn back and wait for Works. He suited the
action to the word, and finding Works in an advanced
state of beer, fell to, and even surpassed that worthy
in his potations. They then set to work and fought
lustily, and would have done each other a mortal injury
had not a Policeman providentially arrived, and walked
them off to the station-house. As it was they
were fined Five Shillings each, and it was a long
time before they fully recovered.
13. What can 10 fools do among
300 sinners? They can do much harm, and had
far better let the sinners seek peace their own way
in the wilderness than ram it down their throats during
the night.
14. Barnwell is a place near
Cambridge. It is one of the descents into the
infernal regions; nay, the infernal regions have there
ascended to the upper earth, and are rampant.
He that goeth by it shall be scorched, but he that
seeketh it knowingly shall be devoured in the twinkling
of an eye, and become withered as the grass at noonday.
15. Young men do not seem to
consider that houses were made to pray in, as well
as to eat and to drink in. Spiritual food is
much more easily procured and far cheaper than bodily
nutriment; that, perhaps, is the reason why many overlook
it.
16. When we were children our
nurses used to say, “Rock-a-bye baby on the
tree top, when the bough bends the cradle will rock.”
Do the nurses intend the wind to represent temptation
and the storm of life, the tree-top ambition, and
the cradle the body of the child in which the soul
traverses life’s ocean? I cannot doubt
all this passes through the nurses’ minds.
Again, when they say, “Little Bo-peep has
lost her sheep and doesn’t know where to find
them; let them alone and they’ll come home with
their tails all right behind them,” is Little
Bo-peep intended for mother Church? Are the sheep
our erring selves, and our subsequent return to the
fold? No doubt of it.
17. A child will often eat of
itself what no compulsion can induce it to touch.
Men are disgusted with religion if it is placed before
them at unseasonable times, in unseasonable places,
and clothed in a most unseemly dress. Let them
alone, and many will perhaps seek it for themselves,
whom the world suspects not. A whited sepulchre
is a very picturesque object, and I like it immensely,
and I like a Sim too. But the whited sepulchre
is an acknowledged humbug and most of the Sims are
not, in my opinion, very far different.