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��tiring industry, much ability as a writer, good executive capacity, well read in political history and general literature, and an enterprising man of business ; pushing with all his might such under- takings as he projected. Through the force of his own pen and that of others whom he enlisted in his service, and a thorough canvass of the state for sub- scribers, the Journal, early in 1828, had more than four thousand subscribers ; a great circulation for that period, when every inland paper was printed upon a hand-press. Having just before — Feb- ruary, 1828 — embarked in the States- man, and being young and timid, I was fearful that our establishment would be wrecked and my investment of five hundred dollars go to the bottom. But when the presidential election of 1828 had become a receding incident in public affairs, and the heat of the fiery campaign was succeeded by compara- tively calm weather, the Journal rapidly lessened in circulation. Mr. Moore, becoming weary of journalism, trans- ferred the establishment to Richard
��Bartlett, who, as secretary of state, had been superseded by Col. D. S. Palmer, his deputy in the office. Mr. Bartlett was pronounced one of that description of men who can do better writing for others than themselves. He had per- formed yeoman service while the Journal was in possession of Mr. Moore, but, when in his own custody, ruined his articles by putting too fine a point upon them. The paper con- tinued to decline — which it probably • would into whose possession soever it had fallen; and my fear, in 1827, that the Statesman would be irreparably damaged by its vigorous competitor, then sweeping all before it, not only proved groundless, but entirely the re- verse, for in May, 1830, the Journal was united with the Statesman, and the consolidated paper took the title, " New Hampshire Statesman and State Jour- nal." Except for this arrangement, — perfected by leading men to save the feelings and property of Mr. Bartlett, — The Journal must have been discon- tinued for want of support.
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��BY MARY HELEN BOODEY.
��My friend, it does not seem that there should be Comparisons 'twixt bond and bond ; — I think
Each plummet in the heart doth deeply sink, Each tie holy in its own degree, And truth, like air, is full as it is free.
Why need we fear, as, leaning o'er the brink
Of our own being, we yet long to drink In larger draughts of God's equality, Of kindly care for all ; we can but see
That He hath planned so infinitely well .For every human heart, for you and me,
That in the rapturous gladness that will swell The sweet, sweet future's music there will be
Not one tone missing from the perfect spell.
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