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would not stand between any man and his genius; and to him who does

this work; which I decline; with his whole heart and soul and life;

I would say; Persevere; even if the world call it doing evil; as it

is most likely they will。

    I am far from supposing that my case is a peculiar one; no doubt

many of my readers would make a similar defence。  At doing something

 I will not engage that my neighbors shall pronounce it good  I

do not hesitate to say that I should be a capital fellow to hire;

but what that is; it is for my employer to find out。  What good I

do; in the common sense of that word; must be aside from my main

path; and for the most part wholly unintended。  Men say;

practically; Begin where you are and such as you are; without aiming

mainly to become of more worth; and with kindness aforethought go

about doing good。  If I were to preach at all in this strain; I

should say rather; Set about being good。  As if the sun should stop

when he had kindled his fires up to the splendor of a moon or a star

of the sixth magnitude; and go about like a Robin Goodfellow;

peeping in at every cottage window; inspiring lunatics; and tainting

meats; and making darkness visible; instead of steadily increasing

his genial heat and beneficence till he is of such brightness that

no mortal can look him in the face; and then; and in the meanwhile

too; going about the world in his own orbit; doing it good; or

rather; as a truer philosophy has discovered; the world going about

him getting good。  When Phaeton; wishing to prove his heavenly birth

by his beneficence; had the sun's chariot but one day; and drove out

of the beaten track; he burned several blocks of houses in the lower

streets of heaven; and scorched the surface of the earth; and dried

up every spring; and made the great desert of Sahara; till at length

Jupiter hurled him headlong to the earth with a thunderbolt; and the

sun; through grief at his death; did not shine for a year。

    There is no odor so bad as that which arises from goodness

tainted。  It is human; it is divine; carrion。  If I knew for a

certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious

design of doing me good; I should run for my life; as from that dry

and parching wind of the African deserts called the simoom; which

fills the mouth and nose and ears and eyes with dust till you are

suffocated; for fear that I should get some of his good done to me

 some of its virus mingled with my blood。  No  in this case I

would rather suffer evil the natural way。  A man is not a good man

to me because he will feed me if I should be starving; or warm me if

I should be freezing; or pull me out of a ditch if I should ever

fall into one。  I can find you a Newfoundland dog that will do as

much。  Philanthropy is not love for one's fellow…man in the broadest

sense。  Howard was no doubt an exceedingly kind and worthy man in

his way; and has his reward; but; comparatively speaking; what are a

hundred Howards to us; if their philanthropy do not help us in our

best estate; when we are most worthy to be helped?  I never heard of

a philanthropic meeting in which it was sincerely proposed to do any

good to me; or the like of me。

    The Jesuits were quite balked by those Indians who; being burned

at the stake; suggested new modes of torture to their tormentors。

Being superior to physical suffering; it sometimes chanced that they

were superior to any consolation which the missionaries could offer;

and the law to do as you would be done by fell with less

persuasiveness on the ears of those who; for their part; did not

care how they were done by; who loved their enemies after a new

fashion; and came very near freely forgiving them all they did。

    Be sure that you give the poor the aid they most need; though it

be your example which leaves them far behind。  If you give money;

spend yourself with it; and do not merely abandon it to them。  We

make curious mistakes sometimes。  Often the poor man is not so cold

and hungry as he is dirty and ragged and gross。  It is partly his

taste; and not merely his misfortune。  If you give him money; he

will perhaps buy more rags with it。  I was wont to pity the clumsy

Irish laborers who cut ice on the pond; in such mean and ragged

clothes; while I shivered in my more tidy and somewhat more

fashionable garments; till; one bitter cold day; one who had slipped

into the water came to my house to warm him; and I saw him strip off

three pairs of pants and two pairs of stockings ere he got down to

the skin; though they were dirty and ragged enough; it is true; and

that he could afford to refuse the extra garments which I offered

him; he had so many intra ones。  This ducking was the very thing he

needed。  Then I began to pity myself; and I saw that it would be a

greater charity to bestow on me a flannel shirt than a whole

slop…shop on him。  There are a thousand hacking at the branches of

evil to one who is striking at the root; and it may be that he who

bestows the largest amount of time and money on the needy is doing

the most by his mode of life to produce that misery which he strives

in vain to relieve。  It is the pious slave…breeder devoting the

proceeds of every tenth slave to buy a Sunday's liberty for the

rest。  Some show their kindness to the poor by employing them in

their kitchens。  Would they not be kinder if they employed

themselves there?  You boast of spending a tenth part of your income

in charity; maybe you should spend the nine tenths so; and done with

it。  Society recovers only a tenth part of the property then。  Is

this owing to the generosity of him in whose possession it is found;

or to the remissness of the officers of justice?

    Philanthropy is almost the only virtue which is sufficiently

appreciated by mankind。  Nay; it is greatly overrated; and it is our

selfishness which overrates it。  A robust poor man; one sunny day

here in Concord; praised a fellow…townsman to me; because; as he

said; he was kind to the poor; meaning himself。  The kind uncles and

aunts of the race are more esteemed than its true spiritual fathers

and mothers。  I once heard a reverend lecturer on England; a man of

learning and intelligence; after enumerating her scientific;

literary; and political worthies; Shakespeare; Bacon; Cromwell;

Milton; Newton; and others; speak next of her Christian heroes;

whom; as if his profession required it of him; he elevated to a

place far above all the rest; as the greatest of the great。  They

were Penn; Howard; and Mrs。 Fry。  Every one must feel the falsehood

and cant of this。  The last were not England's best men and women;

only; perhaps; her best philanthropists。

    I would not subtract anything from the praise that is due to

philanthropy; but merely demand justice for all who by their lives

and works are a blessing to mankind。  I do not value chiefly a man's

uprightness and benevolence; which are; as it were; his stem and

leaves。  Those plants of whose greenness withered we make herb tea

for the sick serve but a humble use; and are most employed by

quacks。  I want the flower and fruit of a man; that some fragrance

be wafted over from him to me; and some ripeness flavor our

intercourse。  His goodness must not be a partial and transitory act;

but a constant superfluity; which costs him nothing and of which he

is unconscious。  This is a charity that hides a multitude of sins。

The philanthropist too often surrounds mankind with the remembrance

of his own castoff griefs as an atmosphere; and calls it sympathy。

We should impart our courage; and not our despair; our health and

ease; and not our disease; and take care that this does not spread

by contagion。  From what southern plains comes up the voice of

wailing?  Under what latitudes reside the heathen to whom we would

send light?  Who is that intemperate and brutal man whom we would

redeem?  If anything ail a man; so that he does not perform his

functions; if he have a pain in his bowels even  for that is the

seat of sympathy  he forthwith sets about reforming  the world。

Being a microcosm himself; he discovers  and it is a true

discovery; and he is the man to make it  that the world has been

eating green apples; to his eyes; in fact; the globe itself is a

great green apple; which there is danger awful to think of that the

children of men will nibble before it is ripe; and straightway his

drastic philanthropy seeks out the Esquimau and the Patagonian; and

embraces the populous Indian and Chinese villages; and thus; by a

few years of philanthropic activity; the powers in the meanwhile

using him for their own ends; no doubt; he cures himself of his

dyspepsia; the globe acquires a faint blush on one or both of its

cheeks; as if it were beginning to be ripe; and life loses its

crudity and is once more sweet and wholesome to live。  I never

dreamed of any enormity greater than I have committed。  I never

knew; and never shall know; a worse man than myself。

    I believe that what so saddens the reformer is not his sympathy

with his fellows in distress; but; though he be the holiest son of

God; is his private ail。  Let this be righted; let the spring come

to him; the morning rise over his couch; and he will forsake his

generous companions without apology。  My excuse for not lecturing

against the use of tobacco is; that I never chewed it; that is a

penalty which reformed tobacco…chewers have to pay; though there are

things enough I have chewed which I could lecture against。  If you

should ever be betrayed into any of these philanthropies; do not let

your left hand know what your right hand does; for it is not worth

knowing。  Rescue the drowning and tie your shoestrings。  Take your

time; and set about some free labor。

    Our manners have been corrupted by communication with the

saints。  Our hymn…books resound with a melodious cursing of God and

enduring Him forever。  One would say that even the prophets and

redeemers had rather consoled the fears than confirmed the hopes of

man。  There is nowhere recorded a simple and irrepressible

satisfaction with the gift of life; any memorable praise of God。

All health and success does me good; however far off and withdrawn

it may appear; all disease and failure helps to make me sad and does

me evil; however much sympathy it may have with me or I with it。

If; then; we would indeed restore mankind by truly Indian; botanic;

magnetic; or natural means; let us first be as simple and well as

Nature ourselves; dispel the clouds which hang over our own brows;

and take up a little life into our pores。  Do not stay to be an

overseer of the poor; but endeavor to become one of the worthies of

the world。

    I read in the Gulistan; or Flower Garden; of Sheik Sadi of

Shiraz; that 〃they asked a wise man; saying: Of the many celebrated

trees which the Most High God has created lofty and umbrageous; they

call none azad; or free; excepting the

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