He That Is Rich Is Wise, And

Friends Are Good,--good, If Well Chosen.

Not The Man In The Moon, Not The Groaning-board, Not The Speaking Of Friar Bacon's Brazen- Head, Not The Inspiration Of Mother Shipton, Or The Miracles Of Dr. Faustus, Things As Certain As Death And Taxes, Can Be More Firmly Believed.

For Sudden Joys, Like Griefs, Confound At First.

Now, Said I Aloud, My Dear Father's Words Are Come To Pass: God's Justice Has Overtaken Me, And I Have None To Help Or Hear Me: I Rejected The Voice Of Providence.

It Is Never Too Late To Be Wise.