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reconciled to thofe, who have any ways offended you. If you have done wrong or injury to any one, be facerely forry for it, and, without delay make all the reparation in your


As envy is the greatest enemy to your inward peace, and the most Corroding vice, that can enter into the heart of woman; never cherifli, or fuffer it to gain admision in your breaft; it will, in time, believe me, defroy every virtuous fentiment, and you will foon be convinced of its pernicious tendency. In short, the best method (lays Socrates, the Heathen philofopher, to his pupil Alcibiades) that you can make use of to draw down bleffings from heaven upon yourself, and to render your prayers acceptable, will be to live in a con. ftant and habitual practice of your duty towards the gods and towards


wifely, and for the best purposes denied you; but be grateful and thankful for all the good things you enjoy, and learn to be content in the fituation of lite God has placed you


Of all the weakneffes the younger part of your fex are most prone to, are pride and affectation and there are none fearce which render you more contemptible in the eyes of the thinking and fenfible part of mankind; therefore, as you value the efleem of your friends, crufh them in the bud. The ingenious Mr. Addifon fays, "Pride in a woman deftroys all fymmetry and grace; and affectation is a more terrible enemy to a fine face than the fmall pex.' And yet there is no paflion to univer fal, or steals into the heart more imperceptibly than pride; at the fame time, there is not a fingie view of human nature, under its prefent condition, which is not fufficient to extinguish in us all the fecret feeds of pride.


I now proceed to the duries you owe to your felf: you fhould ferioufly confider the end for which you were created by God, in order to direc your thoughts, words, and actions to in, and to your own eternal welfare. You fhould confider this world only as a journey to the next, where you must inevitably be happy or aferable, agrecable to the part you have acted in this life; this world is a ftate of probation only, and never intended, by our wife Creator as a conftant and lafting feene of joy and happiness; therefore the fhort, and uncertain duration of this life, fould ftimulate you to work out your falvation and make your calling and election. Amacis, in his cpille to Polycartes, fays very juftly, we cannot expect in this world an unwith: and, take my word for it, relimixed happiness, without being fie-gion and virtue is not only the fure quently tempered with troubles and road to happiness, but the infallible difafters. fpecifics again the fears of death, as well as an ant dote against all the croffes and difappointments of human life.


Never fuffer your mind to be diffatisfied from the want of thofe good things which Providence has

As nothing appears more odious and difgufting than pride and affre tation; to nothing is more amiable in your fex than humility, it adds a beauty to every feature, and a luilre to all your actions.

Purfue no courfe of life, nor undertake any thing, which has not virtue or religion for its object; let not a love of the world, or a habit of fashionable allurements, hurry you into fcenes of diffipation they are, at best but a mifapplication of time, and too often lay a young woman open to fuch fnares and temp tations, as her weakness and inexperience, are little able to encounter


To conclude, devote the prime of your youth, when all your faculties are in the full bloom, to heaven and your Maker's fervice: it will bring down bleilings on your head, and be a facrifice more acceptable in the fight of God, than all the burnt offerings of thoufands of rams, or ten thoufand rivers of oil for reft affured in this one divine truth, That the reward of the virtuous, is with the Lord, and the care of them is with the Most High; therefore fall they receive, a gloa beautiful rious kingdom, and crown, from the Lord's hand; for with his right hand he fhall cover them, and with his arm fhall he protect them. Thefe are the ardent Prayers and wines of

Your affectionate father,

was the best remedy for his co plaint, he talked himself to w through the Park, and up Co ftitution-hill, every morning bef breakfast. This did not relieve hir but from habit rather than hope, ftill continued his perambulation One fummer morning a handfo young woman, very meanly cla with a child about fix weeks old H her arms, afked his charity. gave her fome pence, and asked h how he came into her prefent di treffed fituation. Her history w fhort he had been a fervant, fl became partial to a footman in th fame houfe, and married him; the were both turned away; the ma had no other refource but to enlift he became a foldier, was fen abroad, fhe had never heard from him fince; had been delivered of th child now at her breast, for whof fupport and her own fhe would beg W. H. till her infant was a few months older when the fhould try to get fome more reputable employment. "Her franknefs," faid Zink, "bleazed me; her face bleazed me; her com plexion bleazed me; I gave her my direction; the came to me; I took her and her infant into my house ; I did bring myself to take her milk; it recovered me; I made inquiry after her husband, and found he was killed in the first engagement he was




Germany. I married her and a better wife no man ever had."

With this woman he lived near twenty years. The foldier's child he educated for the army, and promised to get him a commiffion when he was twenty-one, but the boy died at fourteen.

By Monfieur Zink he had two children, each of whom were well provided for, and one of them was a very few years fince alive, and well fituated in a Northern Province.




HEN Zink was in the

practice was

a very bad state of health, and being well respected by a number of the most celebrated phyficians, had their affistance and advice. All of them pronounced that he was in a decline, but about the method of cure they were not unanimous. Some prefcribed one drug and fome another, and one of them recommended breaft-milk. The drugs he fwallowed, but the

breaft-milk he did not much relish the thoughts of. Finding himself graw rather worfe than better, and being told that air and exercise


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For the NEW YEAR, 1791.


Teaching each drear wood's pathlefs

The glories of their Virgin Queen.-
Nor fuch her later chiefs who try,
Impell'd by foft humanity,

The boift'rous wave, the rugged coaft,
The burning zone, the polar frost,
That climes remote, and regions yet


WHEN from the bofom of the mine May fhare a GEORGE's fway, and

blefs his patriot throne.

The magnet firft to light was


Warm fancy, kindling with delight,
Anticipates the lapse of age,
And as the throws her eagle's fight,
O'er time's yet undiscover'd page,
Vaft continents now dark with fhade,
She fees in verdure's robe array'd,
Sees o'er each ifland's fertile fteep
That frequent ftuds the fouthern deep,
His fleecy charge the fhepherd lead,
Sees commerce fprings of guiltle's wealth
The harveft wave, the vintage bleed:

Fair Commerce hail'd the gift divine, And, fmiling, claim'd it for her own. "My bark," he said, "this gem fhall guide

Thro' paths of ocean yet untried, While as my darling fons explore Each rude, inhofpitable shore, 'Mid defart fands and ruthless skies, New feats of industry shall rife, And culture wide extend its genial reign,

Free as the ambient gale, and bound

lefs as the main."


But Tyranny foon learn'd to feize

The art improving Science taught, The white fail courts thediftant breeze,

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With horror and deftruction fraught;
From the tall maft fell War unfurl'd
His banners to a new-found world;
Oppreffion, arm'd with giant pride,
And bigot Fury by her fide;
Dire Defolation bath'd in blood,
Pale Av'rice, and her harpy brood,
Toeach affrighted fhore in thunder fpoke,
And bow'dthe wretched race to flavery's
iron yoke.


Not fuch the gentler views that urge
Britannia's fons to dare the furge,
Not fuch the gifts her Drake, her Ra-
leigh bore

To the wild inmates of th' Atlantic


Where frowns the weftern world on
Afia's neighbouring shore.

But, lo! across the blackening fkies, What fwarthy demon wings his flight?

At once the tranfient landscape flies,

The fplendid vision sets in night.
And fee Britannia's awful form,
With breaft undaunted, brave the

Awful, as when her angry tide O'erwhelm'd the wreck'd Armada's pride,

Awful, as when th' avenging blow Sufpending o'er a proftrate foe, She fnatch'd, in vict'ry's moment prompt to fave, Iberia's finking fons from Calpe's glowing wave.


Ere yet the tempeft's mingled found
Burfi dreadful o'er the nations round.


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In awful contemplation let me tread. O what a leffon do thefe tomb-ftones teach,

More eloquent than any art of speech: The rich, the poor, the coward, and the brave,

Lie mingled here within the filent grave; The wicked here their baneful courfes ceafe, [peace; The fad and weary are at reft and The proud oppressor, and the poor oppreft, [reft. Lie down together, and are here at The good, the bad, the ferious, and the gay, All here await the final awful day: O be their mortal errors all forgot, Whilft we reflect that fuch must be our Jot;

O may our charity their faults forgive, Their virtues only in remembrance live. Beneath yon ftone, cut off in early life, Lies a once tender, fond, and faithful wife ;

The joy and comfort of her husband's heart,

Oh! what must be the pain, when fuch friends part.

A father bere laments an only fon, Depriv❜d of life ere half his race was


Ill-fated man, what must have been thy grief,

To fee thy duteous fon paft all relief; To close his eyes, to catch his parting breath,

And then refign to unrelenting death

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O facred forrow not to be effaced,
A parent's lofs can never be replaced.
That thought ftrikes home, but yet on
God rely,

'Tis he alone that can thy wants fupply: But oh! my heart, your thoughts now inward turn,

Thou too a friend rever'd and lov'd doft mourn;

O facred fpot, where now I turn my


Beneath thy fod an honour'd parent lies ; The gentle guardian of my tender years, Whole fmile benign oft dried my infant


Where partial fondness oft has o'er me hung, [tongue; Pleas'd with the prattle of my lifping Protected by her care from all alarms, Till the refigned me to a mother's arms; (The beft of mothers, one whofe tender love. [prove, Has made me every earthly bleffing Whofe counfels taught me ever to re[and fear.) Th' almighty God, and him to love To the next ftone now turn my aching eyes,


Clofe by her fide my honour'd grandfire lies;


The faithful partner of her joys and [beflows. The greateft bleffing Heaven on earth Loving each other, and belov'd by all, Their wants were few, as was their fortune fmall;

Content with what they had, they'
wifhed no more,
They envy'd not the mifer's gilded

And never turn'd the fuppliant from
the door.

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