on, VULCAN S PEAK. 227 commencement and progress of the colony ; its blessings, so long as it pursued the right, and its curses, when it began to pursue the wrong; his departure, leaving it still a settlement surrounded with a sort of earthly paradise, and his return, to find all buried beneath the ocean. Of such is the world and its much-coveted advantages. For a time our efforts seem to create, and to adorn, and to perfect, until we forget our origin and destination, substi tuting self for that divine hand which alone can unite the elements of worlds as they float in gasses, equally from His mysterious laboratory, and scatter them again into thin air when the works of His hand cease to find favour in His view. Let those who would substitute the voice of the created for that of the Creator, who shout " the people, the peo ple," instead of hymning the praises of their God, who vainly imagine that the masses are sufficient for all things, rSfnember their insignificance and tremble. They are but mites amid millions of other mites, that the goodness of providence has produced for its own wise ends ; their boasted countries, with their vaunted climates and pro ductions, have temporary possessions of but small portions of a globe that floats, a point, in space, following the course pointed out by an invisible finger, and which will one day be suddenly struck out of its orbit, as it was ori ginally put there, by the hand that made it. Let that dread Being, then, be never made to act a second part in human affairs, or the rebellious vanity of our race imagine that either numbers, or capacity, or success, or power in arms, is aught more than a short-lived gift of His benefi cence, to be resumed when His purposes are accomplished THE END.
