But, mother! it will not do; the curse of God is still abroad in the world, the curse on sin.

It falls, like a blighting dew, on the loveliest and dearest to our hearts.

It is by our side and in our path.

It is among the gay, the rich, the proud, and the gifted of the earth; among the poor, the despised, the desolate and forsaken.

It darkens the way of the monarch and the cottager, of the maiden and the mother, of the master and the slave.