Death Is Appalling To Those Of The

It Is A Misfortune That Necessity Has Induced Men To Accord Greater License To This Formidable Engine, In Order To Obtain Liberty, Than Can Be Borne With Less Important Objects In View; For The Press, Like Fire, Is An Excellent Servant, But A Terrible Master.

Death Is Appalling To Those Of The Most Iron Nerves, When It Comes Quietly And In The Stillness And Solitude Of Night.

Christ, In The Parable Of The Vine Dressers, Has Taught Us A Sublime Lesson Of Justice, By Showing That To The Things Which Are Not Our Own, We Can Have No Just Claim.

It Is A Governing Principle Of Nature, That The Agency Which Can Produce Most Good, When Perverted From Its Proper Aim, Is Most Productive Of Evil.

I Do Not Pretend That All That White Men Do Is Properly Christianized.