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beauty, and sweet the fragrance of those blossoms, on which, in the morning of life, the Lord our God sheds down the dews of his blessing. You would not wish to be associated with infidels in their death ; shun the contagion of their principles while you are in spirits and in health. Your hearts cannot but sigh, “Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like his.” Cast in, then, your lot with him; choose for your own God the God of Samuel Finley; and like him, you shall have “hope in your death ;" like him, you shall be had in everlasting remembrance,” when “ the memory of the wicked shall rot.”







Every one has remarked the mixed, and often ill-assorted company, which meets in a public packet or stage-coach. The conversation, with all its variety, is commonly insipid, frequently disgusting, and sometimes insufferable. There are exceptions. An opportunity now and then occurs of spending an hour in a manner not unworthy of rational beings; and the incidents of a stagecoach produce or promote salutary impressions.

A few years ago, one of the stages which ply between our two principal cities, was filled with a group which could never have been drawn together by mutual choice. In the company was a young man of social temper, affable manners, and considerable information. His accent was barely sufficient to show that the English was not his native tongue, and a very slight peculiarity in the pronunciation of the th ascertained him to be a Hollander. He had early entered into military life; had borne both a Dutch and French commission, had seen real service, had traveled, was master of the English language; and evinced, by his deportment, that he was no stranger to the society of gentlemen. He had, however, in a very high degree, a fault too common among military men, and too absurd to find an advocate among men of sense: he swore profanely and incessantly.

While the horses were changing, a gentleman who sat on the same seat with him, took him by the arm, and requested the favor of his company in a short walk. When they were so far retired as not to be overheard, the former observed, “ Although I have not the honor of your acquaintance, I perceive, sir, that your habits and feelings are those of a gentleman, and that nothing can be more repugnant to your wishes, than giving unnecessary pain to any of your company.” He started and replied, “Most certainly, sir! I hope I have committed no offence of that sort."

“ You will pardon me,” replied the other, “ for pointing out an instance in which you have not altogether avoided it.”

“Sir,” said he, “ I shall be much your debtor for so friendly an act: for, upon my honor, I cannot conjecture in what I have transgressed.”

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