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IJAL ADVERTISEMENT
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ition for nomesieau (>()
notices * * * *"
«,les of land, by administrators,
° or guardians, are required by
te held on the first Tuesday in the
ttween the hours of ten m the
l a *,] three in the afternoon, at
irt-house in the county in which
oerty is situated.
r e of these sales must be given m
c gazette 40 days previous to the
ce to debtors and creditors of an
jnjt also be published 40 days,
ce for the safe of personal proper
be given in like manner, 10 days
s to sale day.
ce that application will be made
Court of Ordinary for leave to
1 mnst be published for four weeks,
ions on letters of administration,
nship, Ac., must be publishedl3o
or dismission from administration,
y, three months; for dismission
lardianship, 40 days,
s for the foreclosure of mortgages
, published monthly, four months ;
Wishing lost papers, for the full
,f three months ; for compelling
■om executors or administrators,
bond has been given by the. de
the full space of three months,
iff ’a sales mast be published for
:eks.
iy notices, two weeks,
icutions will always be continued
ng to these, the legal requirements,
itherwise ordered.
I.OFESSIONAL CARDS.
WINS. WM. R. SIMMONS.
INN & SIMMONS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
EscEvir.LK Georgia.
dice in Gwinnett and the adjoining
PS. marl 5-1 y
N I. HUTCHINS, GARNETT M’MILLAN,
enceville, Ga. Clarksville, Ga.
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ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
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btice in the counties of the Western
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ENCKVILLX, GA
B promptly attend to all business
to his care, and also to Land,
Pension claims mar 15-Gm
BEK M. PMMPLEH,
Attorney at law,
HkNCEVIUB, <3 A.
in the counties of Gwinnett,
and Milton.
claims promptly aucnded to
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bwrenceville, GA.,
tender a continuation of
services to the citizens
keep constantly on hand a
B-'' ortmon t °f drugs and chemicals,
carefully prepared.
AND SURGEON,
HjWRENCEVILLE, GA.
■ • T. G. JA CO BS,
dentist,
to practice his profcs
-1 ? branches, informs the citi
(9. * ren <mville and vicinity that he
“» whce in Lawrcnceville from
‘b l«th of each month. lJy
‘ e l l ", m ,u business, and rcason
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Weekly Gwinnett Herald.
T. M. PEEPLES, PROPRIETOR ]
Yol. 11.
We’re Floating Down the
River.
BY MUS. SOFHIA P. SNOW.
We're floating down the river—
The noiseless stream of time—
Its voyagers of all ages,
They hail Irom every ciime.;
It has its lights ami shadows,
Tis frouylit with hopes and fears,
Some cross it in a moment,
Afid some are crossing years.
We’re floating down the river;
At first it seems so wide,
That our frail barks can never
Lund on the other side ;
The trip seems one of pleasure,
We’ve nothing now to fear,
No temp test car. beset ns,
While skies arc fair and clear.
We’re floating down the river ;
As further on we go
The stream appears more narrow,
The waters faster flow ;
We’re looking out for dangers
That lie on every side,
Onr watchword, it is “onward,”
As down the stream we glide.
We’re floating down the river;
When we’ve been on it years,
And cast our glances backward,
It but a step appears.
The waters now are deeper,
The bottom lost from view,
Where once the 1 oats were many,
They’re scattered now, and few.
We’re floating down the river
As others have before,
Oft-times a boat will leave us
And strike out for the shore,
And then our journey onward
More lonely and sad is found,
One comrade less to cheer us,
As we are homeward bound.
We’re floating down tfoo river;
Sometime our turn will come
To launch out from the others,
And set our sails for home,
And when shall come that sunwisous
From shores before our view,
O, may our boats bo ready
To dash the breakers through!
For the Gwinnett Herald.
PEN AND INK SKETCHES.
David E. Wardlaw.
The subject of"iny present skelcli
was born irear the incoming of
the present century, probably in
1805—6 ; und came to this county
when a boy, with his father, us
early as 1819, or soon thereafter.
His father settled one mile from
the present site of Lawrenceville,
and was living at that place, and
within less than a quarter of a
mile from where the county site
was first located, which was on the
same lot of land.
He was brought up on this farm
and lived there until lie married,
if I am not mistaken. He was
half brother to Janies Wardlaw,
the old Clerk, of w hom mention is
made in some of my preceding
sketches
His father, Wm. Wardlaw, was
twice married, having five chil
dren by the first, vz: James
Wardlaw, Mrs. Maguire, Mrs.
Septainus Taylor, Mrs. McLewer,
and Mrs. McWhorter, all living in
this county at its first settlement.
The husbands of the two latter
lived in Lawrenceville, on th?
street loading to the grave yara,
and kept a saddler’s shop.
The fruits of the second mar
riage was David L. (our subject),
two sisters and several brotheis.
among them, John, William J. and
Francis, who are all Methodist
Preachers —the two first of the
Georgia Conference; the lattei of
the Alabama, 1 believe.
David L. first married Rachael
Paden, and some time after, lived
with Dr. Alexander, Superinten
ding his farm. 110 afterwards
bought a little farm four miles
west of the town, upon which he
settled and lived for several years.
He was an industrious, careful
man, but never had a turn to make
monev.
lie lived upon this little farm in
peace and quiet, and happy in his
domestic relations, until disease
and sickness invaded his house
hold and he had to employ a phy
sician.
His family wa3 sick for a con
siderable time —several members
of it—and he had, necessarily, to
incur heavy doctor’s bills, which
he could not pay otherwise, and
he had to sell his home. After this
he was a renter, aud never owned
a farm again.
Some years after this, he re
moved from the county and weut
to Cobb aud lived for a time on the
farm of a son-in-law, near “Lost
Mountain,” where I believe his
wife died. After this he returned
to this county and married Mrs.
Sarah K. Mackin, a widow lady,
and moved back and was employed
Lawrenceville, Ga., Wednesday, March 27, 1872.
by the “Lawrenccville Manufactur
ing Company.”
He after tin's moved to Newton,
and then again to Cobb.
Mr. Wardlaw was always poor
in this world’s goods, and the
“child of adversity,” and “bad
luck” scented to attend him !
He lost his four sons and one
son-in-law in the army, which was
a sore trial to him, but which lie
bore with great Christian fortitude.
lie was a useful man in his
neighborhood, as an officer of his
church, as Sabbath school Super
intendent, for visiting and nursing
the sick, and was always foremost
in assisting in the burial of the
dead. In the last of these lie was
unequalled by any man that l.as
ever lived in our midst.
It was, especially, in the family
circle where the beautiful trails of
liis nature shown forth so brightly.
He had twice been married; and,
although I never heard it so stated,
yet from my knowledge of the
man, I know lie never gave to
either of his wives a cross word.
He raised two families of children,
and I never knew a kinder, more
affectionate or indulgent father.
lie lias left some children of ten
der age in poverty, to bullet with
the hardships arid cold charities of
an unfeeling world !
God, be merciful to these little
ones, and may tho rude winds ot
adversity not visit them too rudely]
For a long series of years, Mr.
Wardlaw was a fit exemplar of the
Christian religion.
On the 27th day of August,
1826, lie was “Received on a pro
fession of faith, and admitted to
gospel privileges” in Fairview
church, under the pastorate oi the
Rev. John S. Wilson, for whom, to
liis dying day, lie entertained the
must devoted veneration and at
tachment.
For fort j’-four years, he moved
on in the quiet, even tenor of his
cliristain life, neither turning to
the right nor left; and during that
louir time, no stain or blot was
upon him.
He died in Cobb county, in An*
gust, 18Tb. and was buried with
the rites of Masonry', and the for
cible funeral ceremonies of ■ his
own church, on the heights at
“Old Mount Carmel,” near the
town of Roswell, to sleep iu quiet
until the Arch Angel’s voice shall
call him to judgment!
How appropriate to the life and
death of my old friend and neighbor
are the boautilul lines of “Bar
banld
“Ilow bless’d the righteous when lie dies,
When sinks the weary soul to rest,
How mildly beams the closing oyei
How gently heaves the expiring breath !
So fades n summer cloud away ;
So sinks the gale when storms arc o'er ;
So gently shuts the eye of day ;
So dies a wave along the shore.
Life’s duty done, as sinks the clay,
Light from its load the spirit flies ;
While heaven and earth combine to say,
‘How Mess'd the righteous when he
dies.’” W.
/ SuMNEr.’s OPINION of Grant.—“l
ain satisfied,” saiJ Air. Summer, that
Grant is a dishonest tnan. That is
sufficient to justify me in saying
most positively that I cannot and
shall not support him. For other
reasons he is unfit to be l’reasident
of the united States. 110 does not
posses the necessary capacity, lie
is ignorant of the details of civil gov
ernment, and does not manifest a dis
‘position to learn them. He \s venal,
ambitious, and vulgar in his habits,
am} posseses a cunning which is low
anddoyyed. He has a strong will,
but it is rerer controlled by reasqfi,
hence he becomes perverse, and the
man when lie should be most yield
ing and gentlemanly is most obstinate
and lift openly. Such a man is unfit
to be Resident of the United States,
and most untiMo be «indidat§ of tlie
Republican party. lie ought not to
be nominated by that party, and
shall not be if I can help it. I can
not honorably support a party that
will sustain such a man.
The Danbury (Ct.) News says :
Va yming lady in a neighboring
town has taktjn up dentistry for a
living. All the gentlemen patron
ize her. When lltc puts her arm
around the.ueck of a patient, and
caresses his jaw for the offending
member, the sensation is about as
nice as they make ’em. One
young man has become hopelessly
infatuated with her. Consequently
he hasn’t a tooth in his head. She
has pulled every blessed one of
them; and is now at work on his
father’s saw. He holds the saw’.
—• A •
Augusta has had five deaths from
racniugvtis the present month.
“COMING EVENTS CAST TIIEIR SHADOWS BEFORE!”
Casa Bianca, or the Obsti
nate Sailor Boy.
The hoy stood on the burning deck ;
Me leaned against the pump ;
A sailor said, who saw him there,
‘ Young fellow, you're a trump!”
And bravely he the music faced,
In spite of smoke and flame ;
Too plucky he to “liy the track’"—
That little boy was “game.”
Fast from the deck the sailors tied,
But still he did not flinch ;
Though things were getting very het,
“Jle wouldn’t budge an inch.”
“Leave, leave the ship 1” a sailor cried,
But still he calmly stayed ;
And when they bid him save himself,
He auswered them, “That’s played.”
He strove for honor and for fame,
And not lor worldly pelf;
“I will not leave my post,” he cried ;
“You know how ’tis yourself.”
The flames devoured the stately ship ;
It was an awful scene,
And yet the boys w’ere not ou hand
Who “ruu with tlie machine.”
Then came a blast, and boy and all
Were hurled toward the sky;
The fire had reached the magazine—
“ Say, how is that for high ? ”
The Heaven-Mother.
The little one’s skin was pearly
white, with a warm llnsh ail over
it, even to the rosy finger tips.—
This was why they called her
Pinky Pearly, for if they had said
“Mary,” how could 3*oll have told
her from any other Mary ? Or
how would you ha#e known she
was pink and white all over ? 1
mean all but her curls, which were
gold-color, and her bright eyes,
which were forget-me-not blue.
Her father loved her, and her
grandma and Aunt Jane loved
her, and so did everybody else
! that ever saw her and heard her
speak. But I think her father
loved her best of all, because she
was his only child, and her mother
had been called away’ to heaven.
He was a doctor, and while he
was riding about to sec sick peo
ple, lie sometimes thought, “Ah,
this is hard ! To be so tired as 1
am, and then go to sue!: a sober
house. But there is Pinky Pearly ;
she will perch on my knee und
talk to me, and then 1 shall fee!
better.'’
The moment lie opened the ball
door Pinky Pearly pattered along
to meet him, and cried out cheerily,
“Smile up your face. Dr. Papa 1”
And he always smiled it up.
“I think,” said he to grandma
and Aunt Jane, who took care of
the house, “we must try to have a
Christmas tree thisyear for Pinky’s
sake.”
lie sighed as he spoke, for he
thought of the beautiful woman
who had been making plans about
it just before she died. And grand
ma sighed, too, as she answered :
“Yes. perhaps it will be best —
for Pinky’s sake.” I
So three day’s before Christmas
Dr. Gray had a tree brought home
and set in the parlor, all ready to
be lighted up. Pinky Pearly
Iteard about it. She did not know
“what it meant, but that was all
the better, for she kept trying to
guess.
“Kismus Tee? Kismus T’ee ?
guess my heaven-mamma sended
it down when it snowed. ’ Kismus
T’ee? Birdies inj I s’pose ? —O,
ho!”
It was hard to wait three days.
“Dr. Papa, I want toyite a let
ter to my mamma, ’n tell her ’bout
it,” Baid she, trying to shove the
big “ninkstau” toward him.—
“Please, Dr. Papa, now smile up
your face, and don’t .you ky !”
Dr. Gray took the pen and wrote
with trembling fingers, for his
baby:
“My Heaxen-Mamua :
I know you’s dead, and gone to’
God, but 1 guess the postman can
find you. Wc'i agoin’ to have a
Kismus T’ee, 1 wish here to
tits it. You ’spope, who
sended it. You ’spose, mamma,-
when’s you domin’ down ? I kied
’n I kied, ’cause I want to sec my
mamma, l’se got two kittens in a
basket, under um stove. Tell God
’boot it, then He’ll let you come
down. Tell Him we’s agoin’ ti*>
have Kismus Tee. By by.
Pinky Pearly.”
“There now,” said the little one,
nestling close to papa’s shoulder,
“when she comes I’ll give her all
the nuts and rasins what I saved
off mv plate in my pnltct. ’Cause
I don’t want ’em, front's so sore.”
“Your throat 1” said Dr. Papa.
And when he took a good look at
Pinky’s face, he saw it was not
pink, but red ; and her little hands
were hot. All was not right with
Pinky Pearly. Next morning it
was worse still. Her breath came
quick, her pulse knocked hard ;
and there was a burning pain in
her head and throat.
“Darling must take sonic medi
cine,” said Dr. Papa, looking very
grave, “and then we hope God wiil
make her well.”
Pinky Pearly opened her eyes,
which had bright red veins over
tlie halls.
“How can God make me well ?”
said she. “Dr. Papa gived me
meddis when I’s sick once, great
whiles ago, and meddis made me
well ; God didn’t.”
Dr. Papa mixed something in a
spoon anti brought it along to the
bed, and Pinky swallowed it like a
darling.
“There,” said she, smiliug, “sow
meddis make me all well.”
Hut when night came, and her
father bent over her anxiously and
asked her, “How dues my darling
feel now ?” she answered, wearily :
“Pm isn’t so better's I was, Dr.
Papa.”
The night was long; Dr. Gray
sat in an arm-chair on one side of
the bed, grandma in a rocker on
the other* and Aunt June lay on
the sofa with her clothes on.
"Dr. Papa,” called Pinky, faint
ly ; and lie bent his ear down
close to hear. “Why don’t she
coine ? I’s huvg'y to see my heav
en mamma. 1 can't wait no more,
’n’ I’s going up where stie stays.”
A dieadful pain smote through
the father's heart.
“Don’t, sweetness, don’t talk so !
Papa can’t spare his darling baby.”
After that lie walked from room
to room, and his lips were white
and t-lint close. Every time he
looked at the little face on the pil
low’, lie thought:
“She is asleep. Perhaps she
will wake up in heaven. How
can I let her go ? Her mother has
enough up there to make her hap
py, but down here I have only my
baby.”
Morning came at last, and
Pinky Pearly opened her eyes
with a smile. She had not gone
yet
“Papa, O, papa !” called she,
“she earned las’ night.”
“W ho came ?” said her father,
touching her cheek, and rejoicing
and rejoicing to find it cooler.
“My heaven-mamma. She took
ened me up ’n’ kissed me ; and
then she put me back here, and
kissed me some more. She bail a
pritty dress on ; I kied to go up
where she lives.”
“And leave me ? 0, my darling!”
“No, I isn’t goin’. Mamma said
for me to stay to this house ’a’ be
Dr. Papa’s comfort!”
“Bless my darling 1”
“And I tolled her I’d stay’ to
Kismus, ’cause I want to see the
Kismus T’ce.”
“It was a beautiful dream.” said
Dr. Gray ; and he kissed the child,
with a heart full of joy.
The breath did not come so fast,
the pulses knocked more softly,
the pain was easier in head and
throat. Dr. Gray-eaid to grandma,
“Thank God, the baby is really
better.” *
Grandma and Aunt Jane bath
Cried for very happiness.
“I’se goin’ to stay to Kismus,”
said the little one,“was you sorry?”
“No,” said Aunt Jane. “Glad;
so very glad that we can't Hud
any words to say it.”
i “Now I know how God makes
me well,” said Pinky Pearly,
speaking the words 6lowly, for
she had been a long while thinking
them out. “Dr. Papa gives me
meddis, God makes meddis mind,
and then Pinky Pearly gets all
well.”
“True, every word,” said Dr.
Papa, hugging the little white
figure close to his breast.
And next night, as Pinky could
not go to Kismus T’ee, Kismus
T’ee was brouht to Pinky ; and
sin; lay in a rose colored wrapper
amlalookcd at and clapped her
hands— Sophia May , in Conyreya
tionalist. *
m • <»w
Happiness. —A philosopher says
that the true secret of esfrthly happi
ness is lo enjoy pleasures as they
arise; for that man who can keep
his eye upon the bright present,
wli’le it is bright, tastes the cup of
sweetness prepared forhim; but we
are prone lo look forward to dark
objects while we should he enjoying
those that are mote agreeable.
—■ — ~*
Qciok, Sore. Powkrfpl.-Tlus is what
the advertisement of Prof, Darby’s
Prophylactic Fluid says, and judging
from the way it cured our burnt finger,
we are fully prepared to endorse it.
[|2 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE.
Ajro oi' Man.
Prof. Family adopts Flourina’
physiological theory that the natural
age of man is 100 years. The dura
tion of life he believes to l«j mens
ured by the time of growth. Whan
once the hone* and epiphyses are
united, the body grows no ntore,-
anJ it is at 20 years this union is
elleeted in man. In tho camel it
takes place at. 8; in the horse at 5;
in the lion at 4; in the dog at 2; in
the rahhit at 1. The natural termin
lion of life is 5, and removes from these
several points. Man being 20
years in growing, lives 5 times 20
years—that is to say, 100' years; the
camel is 8 yeais in growing, lives 5
times Byears—that is tossy 40 years;
the horse is 5 years in growing, and
lives 25 years; and so with other ani
mals. The man who does not die of
sickness, lives every where from 80 to
100 years. Providence has given
manacertury of life, hut ho does
ant attain it, tiecause lie inherits
disease, eats unwholesome food, gives
license to passions, and permits vex
ation to disturb his healthy equipoise;
he does not die, he kills himself.
The professor divides life into two
equal halves, growth and decline,
and these halves into infancy, youth,
virility and age Infancy extends to
tho 20th year; youth the SOth, be
cause it is during this period that
the tissues become firm; virility from
50 to 75, during which the organism
remains complete; and at 75 old age
commences, to las! a longer or shorter
time, as Hie diminution of reserved
force is hastened or retarded.
Two Yankees strolling in the
woods, without any arms in their
possession, observed a bear climb
ing a tree, with its paws clasped
around the trunk. One of them
ran forward and caught the l ear’s
paws, one in each hand. He then
called out to his comrade :
“Jonathan*Vuii home and bring
Norrtething to kill the varmint.—
Mind you don’t stay or I'm in a
fix.”
Jonathan ran off but stayed a
long time. During the interval
the bear made several attempts to
bite the hands of him who held it.
At length Jonathan came back.
“Hallo, what kept you so long?”
“Well, I’ll tell you. When I
got home breakfast was ready, so
1 slopped to eat it.”
“Well,” said his comrade, “come
you now, and hold the critter
while 1 kill it.”
Jonathan seized the bear’s paw
and held the animal.
“Well, l,av« you got hold of
him ?”
“I guess I have.”
“Very well, then, hold fast; I
am olf for dinner!’’
Female Society. —What is it that
makes all those men wiio associate
habitually with woman superior to
others who do not? What makes
.woman who is accustomed and at
Wease in the society of men, superior
Ito her sex in general? Solely because
they are ill the habit of free, grace
ful, continued conversations with
the other sex. Women in litis way
lose their frivolity, their faculties
awaken, their delicacies And peculiar
ities unfold all their beauty and cap
tivation iu the spirit of intellectual
rivalry. Anti the men lose their
pedantic, rude, declamatory, or sullen
maimer. The coin of the understand
ing and the heart changes continually.
Their asperities are rubbed off, their
richness, like the gold, is wrought
into finer workmanship by tiie fingers
of womon than it ever could be by
those of nion. The iron and steel of
their characters are hidden, like the
character and armor of a giant, by
studs and knots of good and precious
stows, when they are not wanted in
actual warfare.
Peter Cartwright, the pioneer
Methodist, used to ho annoyed by a
no sy but over pious sister, who
would go off on a high key every
opportunity she got. At an ani
mated class meeting one day the
surcharged sister broke out with, “J
I had one more feather in the wing
of my faith I could fly away and be
with the Saviour.” “Stick in the
feather, 0 Lord, and let her go,” fer
vently responded Brother Cartwright.
Troth’s Early Red Peach —This,
though only second rate in qual
ity, is one of the most valuable
market varieties, being early and
attractive in appcaraucu. Fruit,
small, round, uniformly red ; flesh
white, slightly red at the stone;
flowers, small; leaf glands, glo
bose. It succeeds well in moat
localities and soils in the South.
——* -
lie wlio serves well need not be afraid
to ask bis wages.
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No. 2.
MISCELLANEOUS.
A llappv W oman.- What spec
tacle more phasing does the earth
afford than a happy woman con
tented in her sphere, ready at all
times to benefit her little world
by her exertions, and transform
ing the briars and thorns of life
into roses of a Paradise by tho
magic of her touch ? There are
those who are thus happy bccatisc
they cannot help it—no misfor
tunes dampen their sweet smiles,
and they ditlusc a cheerful glow
around them, as they pursue tho
oven tenor of their way. They
have tho secret of contentment,
whoso value is above the philoso
plicr’a stone ; for without seeking
the baser exchange of gold, which
may buy some sorts of pleasure,
they convert everything they touch
into joy. What their condition is
makes no difference. They may
be rich or poor, high or low, ad
mired or forsaken by the fickle
world ; hut the sparkling fountain
ol happiness hubbies up in their
hearts, and makes them rndiently
beautiful. Though they live in »
log cabin, they make it shine with
a lustre that kings and queens
■may covet, and they make wealth
a fountain of blessings to the cliil
eren of poverty.
Discontent. —Some people are
never content with their lot, let
vvliat will happen. Clouds and
daiknrss are ever their heads,
alike whether it rain or shine. To
them every incident is an accident
or a calamity. Even when they
have their own way, they like it
no better than your way% and,
indeed, consider their most volun
tary acts as matters of compul
sion. We saw a striking illustra
tion the otner day of the infirmity
we speak of, in the conduct of a
child about three years old. lie
was crying because his mother had
shut the parlor door. “Poor thing,”
said a neighbor compassionately,
“you have shut the child out.”
“It's all the same to him,” said the
mother; “he would cry if 1 called
him in and then shut the door. It’s
a peculiarity of that boy, that if
he is left rather suddenly on either
side of a door, he considers him
self shut out, and rebels according
ly.” There are older children who
take the same view of things.—
Our Own Fireside.
Goon Natcre There are many
persons who suppose that good nature
is kindness, it has not on® attri
bute of it, necessaiilv. Half the
time good nature is good digestion,
that is a!!. Half the time good na
ture is nerves well sheathed iu
adipose matter Many men do
not feel, and are not irritated; and
why should they not bo kind aid
easy going? Why we can show you
hundreds of blessed sweet-cheeked,
sunny-faced plump-bodied men, who
go through tlie world kim lly. We
do not under value them. They
lubricate the ways of life, hut they
ought not to cull themselves by false
names. Good nature is a good thing.
It is fur more physical than mental.
And it is not active; it does not en
ergize anything; it does not suffer
for iho sake of doing good to other
people. There are many rough,
severe men. who, though thev
will hew you with their tongue,
will put forth ten times as much
true love for you as there waxy
cheeked, good natured men.
Flattery -There is a vast difference
between tho expression of a due and
delicate appreciation of merit, and
that fa'se and exagerafed praise which
is dictated by adulation. The far
mer is always received with pleasure;
but the latter wounds the suscepti
bility of those on whom it is lavished;
to a mind rightly constituted, there
being nothing more painful than un
deserved, or even excessive commen
dation.
However many spends veu have,
do not neglect yourself; though you
hare a thousand, not one of them
love you so imieh as you ought to
love yourself.
Time is the cradle of hope, an 1
grare of existence; and while it de
prives beauty of her charms, trans.
lets them to the canvass on which
they are delineated.
Humility is a grace that adorn*
and beau lilies every other grace; with
out it, the most splendid natural and
acquired acquisitions lose their
charm.
A newspaper is the only instru
ment which can drop tho sumo
thought into a thousand minds at
the same moment.
lie is rich who ha 3 God for hia
friend.