aoLDE N 8 A N d s .

"Lke spangles shining through the chrystal wave.
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When the soul is ready to depart, what avais
it whether man die on the throne or in the
dust!


Nothing can be accomplished without labor,
and with 1t nothing is too difficult.


Precepts and rules are repulsve to child,
but happy illustrations winneth him.


Many persons who are alarmed by their
dreams, care little what they do when they are
a,cake.


The seeds of misery and madness have been
sowed in the nights of infancy.


Men are harassed not by things themselves,
bnt by their opinions respecting things.


Things underlined are full of dread, and stag.
ger stoutest nerves.


Temperance has not only health to recon-
mend it, but decency.


Be careful that ghastly fears be not the night
companions Of the child.


Happy is that country, whose public men
are gentlemen.


Time obliterates speculative opinions, but
confirms the judgments Of nature,