There Are Evils Worse Than Death.

No One, Who Is Familiar With The Bustle And Activity Of An American Commercial Town, Would Recognise, In The Repose Which Now Reigns In The Ancient Mart Of Rhode Island, A Place That, In Its Day, Has Been Ranked Amongst The Most Important Ports Along The Whole Line Of Our Extended Coast.

The Listeners Got Some Such Insights Into Their Past Lives, As One Gets Into The Darker Parts Of The Woods, When A Stray Gleam Of Sunshine Finds Its Way Down To The Roots Of The Trees.

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

Advice Is Not A Gift, But A Debt That The Old Owe To The Young.

Slavery Is No More Sinful, By The Christian Code, Than It Is Sinful To Wear A Whole Coat, While Another Is In Tatters, To Eat A Better Meal Than A Neighbor, Or Otherwise To Enjoy Ease And Plenty, While Our Fellow Creatures Are Suffering And In Want.