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errors belonged to the time and the circumstance that placed in their hands unusual power. There were among them men that

ecept that says, "In honor preferring one another," if acted on in perfect sincerity of heart, and carried out in all the intercourse of society, would form perfect gentlemen and ladies. We have heard Jesus called the most f

the colony, he seldom left his humble parish. His influence there was unbounded, and his peculiarities, if he had them, belonged

rite of God, was the foundation of the religion of the Old Testament. Our fathers had much of the same persuasion. To an audience of fishermen, and scattered cultivators of the sterile fields of New E

by its soft air. He declined daily, and Edith, his tender nurse, could

room, and as she sat in the deep silence by his bedside, an old-fashioned clock, that stood in the corner, seemed, to her excited nerves, to strike its monotonous tick directly on her temples. A small taper was burning in the chimney, and the long shadows

him, he drew her towards him, and kissed her tenderly. I

eath, as you have been in life. Now is the time, my Edith, to feel the value of all those principles we have

nd on her head, and prayed audibly. She arose more calm,

r children sleep. God is here. I hold your hands in mine. What more do we want? Let the

ing her aged father, and he trusting so entirely in God, and

ecame less frequent; he fixed his eyes on hers with a

of death, and a holy calmness, a persuasion that her father's spirit was still the

very blade of grass, was glittering in the early dew. Her father's horse, that had borne him so many years, was feeding in th