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To Buried Merit Rise The Tardy Bust.

No Money Is Better Spent Than What Is Laid Out For Domestic Satisfaction.

Such Is The Uncertainty Of Human Affairs, That Security And Despair Are Equal Follies; And As It Is Presumption And Arrogance To Anticipate Triumphs, It Is Weakness And Cowardice To Prog-nosticate Miscarriages.

So Scanty Is Our Present Allowance Of Happiness That In Many Situations Life Could Scarcely Be Supported If Hope Were Not Allowed To Relieve The Present Hour By Pleasures Borrowed From The Future.

Guilt Once Harbored In The Conscious Breast, Intimidates The Brave, Degrades The Great.