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and decency, must, when he is young, consider, that he shall one day be old, and remember when he is old, that he has once been young. An old age, unsupported with matter for discourse and meditation, is much to be dreaded. No state can be more destitute than that of him, who, when the delights of sense forsake him, has no pleasures of the mind.


SIR WALTER Scott, when a boy, gave very slight indications of genius, nor did he shine in his early career as a scholar. In Latin, he did not advance far until his tenth year, when Dr Paterson succeeded to the school at Musselburg, where young Scott then was. Dr Blair, on a visit to Musselburg, soon after Dr Paterson took charge of the school, accompanied by some friends, examined several of the pupils, and paid particular attention to young Scott. Dr Paterson thought it was the youth's stupidity that engaged the Doctor's notice, and said, “My predecessor tells me that boy has the thickest skull in the school.”—“May be so,” replied Dr Blair, but through that thick skull, I can discern many rays of future genius.” How fully the prediction has been verified, need not be told.


ENDEAvor, as much as you can, to keep good company, and the company of your superiors; for you will be held in estimation according to the company you keep. By superiors, I do not mean so much with regard to birth, rank or condition, as merit, and the light in which they are considered in the world.


— Mercy is twice blessed;
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes:
'T is mightiest in the mighty; it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown;
His sceptre shows the source of temporal power,
The attribute of awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above the sceptered sway!

It is enthroned in the hearts of kings!

It is an attribute of God himself!
And earthly power doth then show likest God's
When mercy seasons justice.

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STAND ! the ground's your own, my braves'

Will ye give it up to slaves 1

Will ye look for greener graves 7
Hope ye mercy still

What’s the mercy despots feel ?

Hear it in that battle peal |

Read it on yon bristling steel !
Ask it ye who will !

Fear ye foes who kill for hire
Willye to your homes retire 7
Look behind you! they’re on fire!
And before you, see
Who have done it ! — From the vale
On they come!—and will ye quail?
Leaden rain, and iron hail
Let their welcome bel

In the God of battles trust'
Die we may — and die we must:-
But, O where can dust to dust
Be consign'd so well,
As where heaven its dews shall shed
On the martyr'd patriot's bed;
And the rocks shall raise their head,
Of his deeds to tell !


Living under the influence of a bright example, is to the soul, what breathing a pure, wholesome air is to the body. We find ourselves mended and improved, and invigorated by both, without any sensible impression made upon us, and without perceiving how the happy change is brought about.

When people offer us advice, it often seems to argue a kind of superiority which sometimes piques and offends us. We are apt to set ourselves against it, out of mere pride. — But we cannot possibly be angry at a man for taking care of his own conduct, for going on the right road himself, and leaving us to follow him or not, as we think fit.


THE Egyptians of old ever used to wear a golden chain, beset with precious stones, which they styled truth, intimating that to be the most illustrious ornament. The sacred writings tell us that “God is truth,” and therefore to pervert the use of our speech, which so remarkably distinguishes us from the beasts that perish, must be a high offence to him.

Lying is the vice of a villain, a coward and a slave. If a liar be discovered, he becomes forever suspected. “All that thou canst get by lying or dissembling, is, that thou wilt not be believed, when thou speakest the truth.”

THE DROWNING BOY AND DOG. A FABLE. A Little boy, playing on the side of a pond, fell into the water. His playmates cried, but could not help him out. He thought he should have been drowned, and must have been so; but at that moment, a noble dog happening to pass by, and hearing his cries, ran up to the pond, and said as well as he could, “I will help you out, little boy;” and then instantly plunged in, and brought him safe on shore, without hurting a hair of his head. When we see any one in trouble, we should imitate this noble creature, and if we can, try and help him out.


INGRATITUDE is a sin so shameful, that there never was a man found, who would own himself guilty of it. Ingratitude perverts all the measures of religion and society, by making it dangerous to be charitable and good natured; however, it is better to expose ourselves to ingratitude, than to be wanting in charity to the distressed.

He that promotes gratitude pleads the cause both of God and man, for without it, we can neither be sociable nor religious.

An ungrateful man is a reproach to the creation; an exception from all the visible world; neither the heavens above, nor the earth beneath, affording anything like him.


IN the winter season, a commonwealth of ants was busily employed in the management and preservation of their corn ; which they expose to the air, in heaps, round about the avenues of their little country habitations. A grasshopper, who had chanced to outlive the summer, and was ready to starve with cold and hunger, approached them with great humility, and begged that they would relieve his necessity, with one grain of wheat or rye. One of the ants asked him, how he had disposed of his time in summer, that

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