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THE NEW YORK
RECOMMENDATION BY GENERAL
" REV, SIR,
Mounr Vernon, July 3d, 1799. “ For your kind compliment—“ The Im“ MORTAL MENTOR," I beg you to accept my “ best thanks. I have perused it with singular
satisfaction; and hesitate not to say, that it “ is, in my opinion at least, an invaluable “ compilation. I cannot but hope that a book " whose contents do such credit to its title, " will meet a generous patronage.
“ Should that patronage equal my wishes, you will have no reason to regret, that You ever printed the Immortal Mentor.
« With respect, I am, Rev. Sir,
...GEORGE WASHINGTON. & The Red Mr. Weems."
THE GREAT ADDISON BESTOWS THE FOL
LOWING EULOGIUM ON THE AUTHOR OF
THE FIRST PART OF THIS WORK.
“ CORNARO was of an infirm constitution till about forty, when, by obstinately persisting in the Rules recommended in this Book, he recovered a perfect state of health, insomuch, that at four-score he published this Treatise. He lived to give a fourth edition of it, and af. ter having passed his hundredth year, died without pain or agony, like one who
falls asleep. This Book is highly extolled by many eminent authors, and is written with such a spirit of cheerfulness and good sense, as are the natural concomitants of temperance and virtue.”
II. On Social Love
IMMORTAL MENTOR, &c.
T is an unhappiness into which the
people of this age are fallen, that luxury is become fashonable and too ge nerally preferred to frugality. Prodigality is now-a-days tricked up in the pompous
titles of generosity and grandeur ; whilst blest frugality is too often branded as the badge of an avaricious and sordid spirit.
This error has so far seduced us, as to prevail on many to renounce a frugal way of living, though taught by nature, and to indulge those excesses which serve
only to abridge the number of our days. We are grown old before we have been able to taste the pleasures of being young. And the time which ought to be the summer of our lives is often the beginning of their winter.
Oh unhappy Italy! Doest thou not see, that gluttony and excess rob thee, every year, of more inhabitants than peftilence, war, and famine could have done? Thy true plagues, are thy numerous luxuries in which thy deluded citizens indulge themselves to an excess unworthy of the rational character, and utterly ruinous to their health. Put a stop to this fatal abuse, for God's sake, for there is not, I am certain of it, a vice more abominable in the eyes of the divine Majesty, nor any more destructive. How many have I seen cut off, in the flower of their days by this unhappy custom of high feeding ! How many excellent friends has gluttony deprived me