forty,

    its Augean stables never cleansed, and one hundred acres of land,

    tillage, moure, and !  tionless, who

    struggle ed encumbrances, find it

    labor enougo subdue and cultivate a fe of flesh.

    But men labor under a mistake.  tter part of the man is

    soon ploo t.  By a seeming fate, commonly

    called necessity, t says in an old book,

    laying up treasures  and thieves

    break teal.  It is a fools life, as they will find

    o t, if not before.  It is said t

    Deucalion and Pyrred men by tones over their heads

    behem:--

    Inde genus durum sumus, experiensque laborum,

    Et documenta damus qua simus origine nati.

    Or, as Raleig in his sonorous way,--

    quot;From ted is, enduring pain and care,

    Approving t our bodies of a stony nature are.quot;

    So muco a blundering oracle, the

    stones over t seeing whey fell.

    Most men, even in tively free country, through mere

    ignorance and mistake, are so occupied itious cares and

    superfluously coarse labors of life t its finer fruits cannot be

    plucked by toil, are too clumsy

    and tremble too muc.  Actually, t

    leisure for a true integrity day by day;  afford to sustain

    t relations to men; ed in the

    market.  ime to be anyt a machine.  how can he

    remember well h requires -- who has

    so often to use he him

    gratuitously sometimes, and recruit h our cordials, before w