They do not wish to force society into hated reforms, nor
to break with society. They do not wish a township, or any large
expenditure, or incorporated association, but simply a concentration
of chosen people. By the slightest possible concert persevered in
through four or five years, they think that a neighborhood might be
formed of friends who would provoke each other to the best activity.
They believe that this society would fill up the terrific chasm
of ennui, and would give their genius that inspiration which it seems
to wait in vain. But `the selfishness!' One of the writers
relentingly says, What shall my uncles and aunts do without me? and
desires to be distinctly understood not to propose the Indian mode of
giving decrepit relatives as much of the mud of holy Ganges as they
can swallow, and more, but to begin the enterprise of concentration,
by concentrating all uncles and aunts in one delightful village by
themselves! -- so heedless is our correspondent of putting all the
dough into one pan, and all the leaven into another. Another
objection seems to have occurred to a subtle but ardent advocate.
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