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How Difficult The Task To Quench The Fire And The Pride Of Private Ambition, And To Sacrifice Ourselves And All Our Hopes And Expectations To The Public Weal! How Few Have Souls Capable Of So Noble An Undertaking!

It Is To Me A Most Affecting Thing To Hear Myself Prayed For, In Particular As I Do Every Day In The Week, And Disposes Me To Bear With More Composure, Some Disagreeable Circumstances That Attend My Situation.

I Hope Some Future Day Will Bring Me The Happiness Of Seeing My Family Again Collected Under Our Own Roof, Happy In Ourselves And Blessed In Each Other.

What Is The History Of Mighty Kingdoms And Nations, But A Detail Of The Ravages And Cruelties Of The Powerful Over The Weak?

You Cannot Know, Should I Discribe To You; The Feelings Of A Parent . . . . Four Years Have Already Past Away Since You Left Your Native Land, And This Rural Cottage-humble Indeed, When Compared To The Palaces You Have Visited, And The Pomp You Have Been Witness To. But I Dare Say You Have Not Been So Inattentive An Observer, As To Suppose That Sweet Peace, And Contentment, Cannot Inhabit The Lowly Roof, And Bless The Tranquil Inhabitants, Equally Guarded And Protected, In Person And Property, In This Happy Country, As Those Who Reside In The Most Elegant And Costly Dwellings.