Where Wealth Accumulates, Men Decay.

In A Polite Age Almost Every Person Becomes A Reader, And Receives More Instruction From The Press Than The Pulpit.

Unequal Combinations Are Always Disadvantageous To The Weaker Side.

Popular Glory Is A Perfect Coquette; Her Lovers Must Toil, Feel Every Inquietude, Indulge Every Caprice, And Perhaps At Last Be Jilted Into The Bargain. True Glory, On The Other Hand, Resembles A Woman Of Sense; Her Admirers Must Play No Tricks. They Feel No Great Anxiety, For They Are Sure In The End Of Being Rewarded In Proportion To Their Merit.

He Cast Off His Friends As A Huntsman His Pack, For He Knew When He Pleas'd He Could Whistle Them Back.

Like The Bee, We Should Make Our Industry Our Amusement.