COMMODITY.
WHOEVER considers the final cause of the world, will discern a
multitude of uses that result. They all admit of being thrown into one
of the following classes; Commodity; Beauty; Language; and Discipline.
Under the general name of Commodity, I rank all those advantages
which our senses owe to nature. This, of course, is a benefit which is
temporary and mediate, not ultimate, like its service to the soul. Yet
although low, it is perfect in its kind, and is the only use of nature
which all men apprehend. The misery of man appears like childish
petulance, when we explore the steady and prodigal provision that has
been made for his support and delight on this green ball which floats
him through the heavens. What angels invented these splendid ornaments,
these rich conveniences, this ocean of air above, this ocean of water
beneath, this firmament of earth between? this zodiac of lights, this
tent of dropping clouds, this striped coat of climates, this fourfold
year? Beasts, fire, water, stones, and corn serve him. The field is at
once his floor, his work-yard, his play-ground, his garden, and his
bed.
“More servants wait on man
Than he'll take notice of.”—
Nature, in its ministry to man, is not only the material, but is
also the process and the result. All the parts incessantly work into
each other's hands for the profit of man. The wind sows the seed; the
sun evaporates the sea; the wind blows the vapor to the field; the ice,
on the other side of the planet, condenses rain on this; the rain feeds
the plant; the plant feeds the animal; and thus the endless
circulations of the divine charity nourish man.
The useful arts are reproductions or new combinations by the wit of
man, of the same natural benefactors. He no longer waits for favoring
gales, but by means of steam, he realizes the fable of Aeolus's bag,
and carries the two and thirty winds in the boiler of his boat. To
diminish friction, he paves the road with iron bars, and, mounting a
coach with a ship-load of men, animals, and merchandise behind him, he
darts through the country, from town to town, like an eagle or a
swallow through the air. By the aggregate of these aids, how is the
face of the world changed, from the era of Noah to that of Napoleon!
The private poor man hath cities, ships, canals, bridges, built for
him. He goes to the post-office, and the human race run on his errands;
to the book-shop, and the human race read and write of all that
happens, for him; to the court-house, and nations repair his wrongs. He
sets his house upon the road, and the human race go forth every
morning, and shovel out the snow, and cut a path for him.
But there is no need of specifying particulars in this class of
uses. The catalogue is endless, and the examples so obvious, that I
shall leave them to the reader's reflection, with the general remark,
that this mercenary benefit is one which has respect to a farther good.
A man is fed, not that he may be fed, but that he may work.