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neath her tyranny, Disease bursts upon him, and sweeps him from the earth."
"Your theory," said Mr. Jenkison, "forms an admirable counterpoise to your example. As far as I am attracted by the one, I am repelled by the other. Thus the scales of my philosophical balance remain eternally equiponderant, and I see no reason to say of either of them: ΟΙΧΕΤΑΙ ΕΙΣ ΑÏΔΑΟ[1]."
THE END.
S. Gosnell, Printer, Little Queen Street, London.
- ↑ It descends to the shades: or, in other words, it goes to the devil.
