TUESDAY, .H'Oueusber 20, 1927.
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though thousands in all ages have been made to drink
of thee, thou art no less bitter that account. Ills
thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing
himself to Liberty,) whom all in public in private
worship, whose taste is grateful and will be
till time herself shall change No tint of words,
can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymlc power, turn
thy sceptre into iron. With thee to smile upon
him as he eats his crust the swain is happier that his
monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Ora
cious heaven cried kneeling down upon the low
est step but one in my ascent, giant me but health
thou great bestuwer Of it, and give but this far
goddess as my companion and shower down thy
miires, it it seems good unto thy divine Prudence,
upon those heads, which are aching for them.


a Naaim--Which Periander of Corinth, one Of
the seven sages of Greece left as memorial of his
knowledge and benevoence, was.-.4nger-.'Be
master of thy anger"-He considered anger as the
great dsturber of human life, the chief enemy both
of public happiness and private tranquility, and
therefore thought, that he could not lay poserty
a stronger obligation to revere his memory, than
by leaving them caution against this outrageous
passion


Married Life.-Connubal happiness, is of too fine
| texture to be roughly handled. 1t is delicate
flower which Indifference will chill, and suspicion
blast. 1t isa sensitive plant, which will not even
bear the touch of unkindness. 1t must be waercd
with the showers of tender affection, expanded with
the glow ofattention, and guardedby the impregna-
BILE barrier of unshaken confidence. 1t must be
kept unsullied by the hand of carelessness, unob
scured By seltishness. uncontamnated by neglect
Thus maured, it will bloom with fragrance in eve.
ry season of life, and soften the pillow Of declining
years.


Real Friends. When Socrates, was building
house at Athens, being asked by one who obsers ed
the smallness of the design, why man so eminent
should not have an abode more suitable to his dign
tya lie replied thai he should think himself sutf
GENTLY accommodated if he could see that marrow
habtaon filled with real friends. Such was the
opinion of this great master Of human nature, con
cernins the unfrequency Of such an union of mind.
as might deserve the name of friendship that among
the multitude whom vanity or curiosity, civty o.
veneration, crowded about him, he did not expect
that very spacious apartments, would be necessar,
to contain all, who should regard him withtsincer
kindness. adhere to him with fidelity.