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 and women, brothers and sisters, if your gathering here has done no other good, it has done this,--what was the New England Church, in its ideal, has come to be a mere yoke in which the awakened religious life was fastened, and it became a spiritual slavery, so that all the machineries of outside life were brought to bear as if for the manufacture of hypocrites. It has become the outer shed of the factory, the appendage of the shop, the rich man's kitchen. It contents itself with the policeman's duty of blinding the eyes of the working-men, and striving to make them contented. The undertone of its preaching is the clink of the dollar. I have studied the history of the New England Church; I know what the world owes to Calvinism, to the pulpit; I have no wish to tear a leaf from its laurels; its history is written and sealed,--but God knows that, within the last thirty years, the ecclesiastical machinery of New England has manufactured hypocrisy just as really as Lowell manufactures cotton. The Pope himself, with all the ingenuity of a succession of the most astute intellects that Christendom has known, could not have devised machinery more exactly suited to crush free thought, and to make each man a sham. It was never more plainly shown than in an article published in one of the papers of the day, which arrogates to itself a semi-religious character,--the Boston Traveller of the 13th of April. It refers to Dr. Kirk's sermon on “Infidel philanthropy.” What a title! “Infidel philanthropy” ! Black white; moist dry; hot cold; “Infidel philanthropy” ! There was a Man once who said, “By their fruits ye shall know them.” The beloved disciple said, “He that loveth not his brother, whom he hath seen, how shall he love God, whom he hath not seen?” “Infidel loving your brother!” The writer in the Traveller says:
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