LETTERS.
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 What little paper messengers these arc that transport our thoughts from one quar- ter of the world to another We trust to them our business, our hopes, our aspira. tions, aud most secret thoughts. We yen- lure to write witl the pen. things we ney- CT dare to say by words. What worlds would not tempt US to publish, wc commu- nicate to a lettcr-passing hundreds of miles and through thousand hands. This is the trust we have in single seal. We put all our confidence in crooked charac- ters whose lips arc closed but by single wafer. This is the trust in man. This ia tho worth of honor. But would we send the most unimportant affair unsealed i- No, we risk every thing to the guard of piece of wax, when we would not launch a single thoughtto the mail. without putt ting over il this honorable keeper. We lock up our thoughts in impcnetrable se- crecy; we put bolts upon our property at home, and yet with the thinnest piece of wax for lock, such as can be broken al. most without any effart, we trust our in- most secrets, and our most valuable prop. erty to hands that we know nothing off, Indeed this is the worth of honor.

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 MethaseLah aOt as Old as kc might kGUe been.-The London Atlas tells us that, according to tho Jewish authorities. Me- thuselah did not live SO long as he might have done had he attended to good advice for it is written. that as he was sleeping on the ground when well stricken in years. an angel come 10 him and told him that if he would rise up and build him house Co live in, he would live i've hundred years long CT. Methuselah made a reply that it was not worth while to build house for co abort q term! And SO he died before he waS thousand years old.