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G WINNETT HERALD. rISIED EVBRT WEDNESDAY, BY PEF.PIK * YARBROUGH. yISB M. rEEM.ES, Editor. _ f q oF SUBSCRIPTION. RATES or ® _ $ 2 00 tCopy°? ey “nfhß"!!i si oo V» r “ sh - | ” j,b ' o in - will receive a copy free. "IS* wishing their papers Bfl w n rne post-office to another, j*i?th» name of the post-office 1 wh thev wish it changed, as well IJAL ADVERTISEMENT (a sates, i ( „ 5 ()0 iliector s n /.n .» 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. $ chins 4- McMillan ; ATTORNEYS AT LAW. es at Lawrenceville and Clarksville, btice in the counties of the Western k. and in Milton and Forsyth of the Itidge. mar 15—1 y I J. n. gi7k,nn, TTORNEY AT LAW, 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 ■ T.K.&. G. A. MITCHELL, 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 e b°pes to secure a liberal work warranted. mar22ly H F - koije RTS, M Attornet at Law, 19 HA RETT A, GEORGIA, 1 . 0 al! business entrusted to Sunt V l{,a °i;ddge circuit; also ei ° f - all anJ Gwinnett of circuit S; : wi J h Go/. If. 11. Waiter !' 1 ' j(l, al Warrants anil the United Staies fe-9 J j une 14-(>tn Be-line hosue, S Str<:et - tie Car Sled, f I ATLANTA, GA. - - Proprietor. !■ I’a 1 ’ al ' or 50 Cents. ■So-ts 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. RATES OK ADVERTISING, scacb 3 mo’s. 0 mo's. 12 mo’s. isquare © 4 Dll $ 6 00 s ; «ryb 2 sq’rs C, 00 10 00 13 o') 3 sqrs 8 00 14 Of) 20 00 % col. 12 00 2U 00 I 30 0O j.jrol. 20 00 35 00 60 00 one eol. 40 00 75 00 | 100 00 The money for advertisements is duo on the first insertion. A square is the space of one inch in depth of the column, irrespective of the number of lines. Marriages and deaths, not exceeding six lines, published tree. For a man ad vertising his wife, and nil other personal matter, double rates will lie charged. 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.