When Thieves Come, I Bark; When Gallants,

The Jews Would Not Willingly Tread Upon The Smallest Piece Of Paper In Their Way, But Took It Up; For Possibly, They Say, The Name Of God May Be On It. Though There Was A Little Superstition In This, Yet Truly There Is Nothing But Good Religion In It, If We Apply It To Men. Trample Not On Any; There May Be Some Work Of Grace There, That Thou Knowest Not Of. The Name Of God May Be Written Upon That Soul Thou Treadest On; It May Be A Soul That Christ Thought So Much Of, As To Give His Precious Blood For It; Therefore Despise It Not.

A Nation To Be Great Ought To Be Compressed In Its Increment By Nations More Civilized Than Itself.

Too Soon Did The Doctors Of The Church Forget That The Heart--the Moral Nature--was The Beginning And The End, And That Truth, Knowledge, And Insight Were Comprehended In Its Expansion.

Mr. Lyell's System Of Geology Is Just Half The Truth, And No More. He Affirms A Great Deal That Is True, And He Denies A Great Deal Which Is Equally True; Which Is The General Characteristic Of All Systems Not Embracing The Whole Truth.

Remorse Is As The Heart In Which It Grows; If That Be Gentle, It Drops Balmy Dews Of True Repentance; But If Proud And Gloomy, It Is The Poison Tree, That Pierced To The Inmost, Weeps Only Tears Of Poison.