devils might have been in the man's heart; for it is no where denied, nor intimated, that this was not a very particular sort of man indeed so that the anatomical structure of his pericardium might have been so large as to have afforded an area sufficiently capacious for the bivouac of a whole army, without causing the least impediment to the circulation of the blood.

Such a peculiar organization of the heart, for the purposes of divine wisdom, has been known to take place not only in men but in fishes. Thus God prepared the whale that swallowed Jonah; and as Jonah, under such circumstances, would naturally run to the warmest part of the house, our blessed Saviour has explained most satisfactorily that he was in the fish's heart, in like manner as he himself was in the heart of the earth, which caused the fish no further inconvenience than a little mawkishness when Jonah was about to quit his lodgings,

But we read that "God gave Solomon largeness of heart exceeding much, even as the sand that is on the sea-shore." 1 Kings iv. 29. So that all the devils in hell might have danced a jig in his auricles and ventricles. And not the least difficulty remains in understanding the whole matter in the most literal and obvious sense, when our blessed Saviour said, " And, behold, a greater than Solomon is here." There can be no doubt that he meant this noble-hearted elephant sort of a man, who, when Jesus had turned out his unclean tenants for him, "prayed him that he might be with him:" praying to him, no doubt, in those words of the Psalmist, "I am become a monster unto many, but my sure trust is in thee."

The man with the large heart, you see, was much obliged to our blessed Saviour, and so am I. But the narrow-hearted Gugglysenes who lost their pork in consequence, sent him the rudest message that ever was. The Evangelist softens it down a little by saying, that "they besought him to depart out of their coast:" but the gist on't was little more or less, than that they'd he damned, if he didn't be off with himself, if they wouldn't play the devil with him.

Whenever the great body of the public are pleased to send their compliments to a gentleman, in expression of the general wish that he should spare his precious health from the fatigues of busy life, and retire to the ctium cum dignitate of Botany Bay, the gentleman generally understands the nature of the message, notwithstanding all the palaver of the ceremony.

As to what became of the devils after they had gone out of the man, and of the pigs after the devils had got possession of them, St. Matthew informs us, that "the whole herd of swine ran violently down a steep place into the sea, and perished in the waters." St. Mark informs us, that " they were about two thousand" that ran at such a rate, as proved incontestably that the devil was in the pigs, x2 YOUTO & TN Daracor; and were

choaked, or rather killed, and cooked in the sea. Luke has it, xa α, and the whole herd died of the apoplexy,

This subject has, I know, been treated with the most shocking levity; and one profane man (God grant that he may live till he repents of it) has dared to ask, whether it was the devils that drowned the pigs, or the pigs that drowned the devils: a question of which one can hardly tell whether it discovers the greater degree of ignorance or of impiety, since a knowledge of natural history, as well as of demonology, would satisfy any sensible man that there was no necessary drowning in the case at all. Both the pigs and the devils were entirely free agents, and acted in conformity to their respective natures.

The pigs finding themselves affected, just as if they had been bitten by mad dogs, were sagacious enough to know that nothing was so calculated to prevent the symptoms of hydrophobia as sea-bathing so they lost no time in consulting the doctors, but set off to Margate in the Omnibus, and plunged at once, tails over heads, souse into Neptune's fish-kettle.

While the devils, with equal sagacity on their part, not having any knives to kill the pigs with, fell in with the scheme, as well knowing that it is the nature of those animals, that if once they are set a swimming, they cut their throats with their own petty

toes.

And by this devilish good stratagem, the poor pigs were made their own butchers, and killed and put into pickle in less than ten minutes.

eat

To be sure there was not much time to scald the bristles off, or clean the chitterlings; but as our dear sweet Jesus has told us that they were unclean spirits, and they were certainly very hungry, we cannot wonder at their not standing upon niceties, they took things as they came, as well knowing that we must, all of us, a peck of dirt before we die. And as there was hardly a flitch a piece for them, they were obliged to use the same economy which our blessed Saviour had set them an example of, by "gathering up the fragments, that nothing might be lost."

I know that impious scoffers at the inspired Volume think that they have a mighty advantage over Christians, by pointing out what they are pleased to call the monstrous absurdity of supposing that the devil could be hungry; or that spirits, who are necessarily immortal, and have no bodies at all, should, nevertheless, stand with their noses snifting the fumes of a kitchen, and licking their chops at the sight of a string of sausages.

But let them first answer how the Son of God himself could be hungry; or how it could have been that man did cat angel's food," if angels were not obliged to have an eye to their bread and cheese as well as we; or rather let them deny the fact, if they can, that the Almighty God himself is subject to the bowel complaint, with only this difference between him and the other, what-d'ye-call-him, that, as he says in the 50th Psalm,

"If I be hungry, I will not tell thee. For all the beasts of the forest are mine, and so are the cattle upon a thousand hills." And not only does God eat at this rate, but he also drinks and requires wine to cheer his heart (Judges ix. 13.); for how could he sustain nature without it. Are we to think that he would give us all the good things, and make no provision for himself? I think, indeed, it must be an atrocious injustice, as well as a glaring inconsistency, ever to take away the lives of our fellowcreatures for sheep-stealing, or robbing henroosts, when we know that there are so many spiritual beings, and they too labouring under no ordinary cravings of nature, upon the eternal look out for all the beef and mutton that the world can spare. The wisest of men, who could not possibly be mistaken when he invited the Lord to a house-warming, was obliged to set before him no less than two-and-twenty thousand oxen, and one hundred and twenty thousand sheep, (Kings i. 8.) for one dinner, that is, "for a peace-offering;" because he wouldn't be pacified with less. Nothing could more truly show how GREAT a being the Almighty is, than his having such a great appetite.

So that if God and man should ever be on visiting terms again (which God forbid), we might as well invite all the Sovereigns in Europe to come and dine with us-he'd eat us out of house and home. And as the Reverend Dr. Bennett has suggested the idea, that atheists want to blot God out of his own world, I'm afraid that if, some way or other, they did not contrive to do so, He would blot us out of ours.

I beg pardon for the length of this discourse; but I defy the powers of human wit to treat the subject with greater propriety than I have done. Nor is there a clergyman, nor a minister of religion of any profession, who could take this boarish miracle in hand, without setting up the bristles of hypocrisy. They could not give an appearance of respectability to it, without, at the same time, giving you a specimen of the gammon. They may render their hog's-lard into pomatum, and stamp the King's arms upon the gallipot, but it will still smell of the pig-stye. The only difference between them and me is, that you would not find a man among them who dares preach on the subject at all; or who, attempting to do so, could use any other language than I have done, or have any sincerer meaning for that language. One word of truth for you, good Christians, (if you won't tell) the meaning, the whole meaning, of Christianity: the meaning on't is--GOOD EATING AND DRINKING FOR THE PRIESTS, AND HOG'S-WASH FOR THE PEOPLE.

Printed and Published by RICHARD CARLILE, 62, Fleet Street, where all Communications, post paid, or free of expence, are requested to be left.

The Lion.

No. 26. VOL. 4.] LONDON, Friday, Dec. 25, 1829. [PRICE 6d.

THE Editor is about to take leave of his title, but he hopes not of his readers. His inclination has long been running on a stamped paper, to possess the usual facilities of transmission by post; but will not embark at any hazard of a wreck. That should properly be his last shape and appearance before the public; first as a weekly, and lastly as a daily paper. The cause of infidelity cannot decline: what we have to attend to is, that it shall suffer no disrepute or sullying in the hands that work it. All our projects are meant to produce its acceleration. Honest in all its intentions, it wants nothing but the honest attention of the public. Inquisitive in its character to the last degree, it aims not to gain an assent on any other ground than an equal degree of inquisitiveness. Laying every thing bare, analyzing every thing, testing the merit of every thing, it cannot claim for itself a tender handling. If there be a spot upon its purity, rub it out. If there be a flaw in its composition, break it up. If it have not the best moral tendency, if it be not the best means to produce and consolidate the happiness of mankind, crush it. When that is shown, he who is now its principal advocate will be foremost in the war upon it. Prove it-try it; but do not malign it without examination.

Little think the misled multitude of the amount of political and moral advantages which infidelity has in store for them. Little think the clamorous, misnamed, and misdirected Radical Reformers, that this is the only road to radical reform. They have no remedies; so said Mr. Hunt, on Monday last, to a speaker, who said they ought to have remedies; and that without remedies to propose, a complaint of grievances was fruitless. A reformed House of Commons is their clamour. You cannot have it, said Mr. Watson, with such a House of Lords as you have described. Not a word of that, if you please, cried the frightened Mr. Grady. Printed and published by R. Carlile, 62, Fleet Street. No. 26. Vol. 4. 3 F

Say nothing about religion, say nothing about the form of Government, stick to the horn-book of reform, and be babies in politics and babes of grace, and you shall be honoured with the contempt of all rational people. Even Mr. Hunt is getting a political dotard, is past all hope of radical reform in himself, and appears to have learnt nothing but the first parrot-cry of Radical Reform of the House of Commons. And a parrot might as well be its advocate, for any good that such an advocacy will do. It has neither rhyme nor reason-neither music nor moral. It is laughed at by all persons interested in preserving existing abuses. It disgusts all well-informed and honestly-disposed reformers of existing abuses. It is an impediment to the working of any useful changes in the state.

We, the infidels, have remedies for all your grievances. Is any thing wrong in the morals of the people? We will trace the evil to its root, and root it up. Is any thing wrong in the Church and religion? We will probe it-we will prove it-we will pronounce it, and we will demolish it. Is the House of Lords an impediment to the welfare of the people? We will pronounce the necessity of its giving way to that welfare. Is the monarchy itself an impediment? We will seek to deal with it accordingly.

It does not follow that, in proposing such remedies, we are to go and do any thing rashly. The welfare of the people-the greatest happiness of the greatest number-should be the first cry of the reformer, or of the man of the people; and nothing established, nothing as a constitution, should be deemed sacred enough to stand in the way of this welfare and happiness. In politics, as well as in religion, there should be no esoteric and exoteric doctrines; not one thing in private, and another in public. But experience has taught us, that such is the character of those who cry Radical Reform of the House of Commons; and we are ashamed of it. We will no longer delude the people with this cry. Whatever shape we may take, we shall not go back to that.

AS "THE REPUBLICAN" was a record of the persecution of Mr. Carlile, and of his proceedings under that persecution, so "THE LION" has been a record of the persecution of the Rev. Robert Taylor, and of his proceedings under that persecution. The very interesting narratives, discourses, and essays, which are found in these publications, will make a strong feature in the history of this country when infidelity is more fully understood than at present. The period of time at which we change the title presents no objection, the work is complete; and the next title will be adopted as a permanency, and is to be" Carlile's" something, not yet determined upon, perhaps Carlile's Saviour, or a Political and Moral Register, suited to the wants of the times." Great as are the difficulties which infidelity finds in working itself into the state, powerful as are the obstacles by which it is