Common Sense Is Very Uncommon.

We Hope Never To Live In A Republic Where One Section Is Pinned To The Other Section By Bayonets.

Ease Up, The Play Is Over.

No Amount Of Preaching, Exhortation, Sympathy, Benevolence, Will Render The Condition Of Our Working Women What It Should Be, So Long As The Kitchen And Needle Are Substantially Their Only Resources.

We Should Not Care Much Whether Those Thus United (against Slavery) Were Designated 'whig,' 'free Democrat' Or Something Else; Though We Think Some Simple Name Like 'republican' Would More Fitly Designate Those Who Had United To Restore The Union To Its True Mission Of Champion And Promulgator Of Liberty Rather Than Propagandist Of Slavery.

If, On A Full And Final Review, My Life And Practice Shall Be Found Unworthy Of My Principles, Let Due Infamy Be Heaped On My Memory; But Let None Be Led Thereby To Distrust The Principles To Which I Proved Recreant, Nor Yet The Ability Of Some To Adorn Them By A Suitable Life And Conversation. To Unerring Time Be All This Committed.