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The Friends in Boston, A sect little
known in that city -- but after a
struggle for existence - have finally
established a monthly meeting,
was furnished by S. F. Gilpin.

On the regular day in next month
we will meet at Clifton, to dinner.

"If every one in the world were properly
using the things he has: the things
he has not, would be worth but
little strength. If each Christian ever
determined on a sincere devotion to
his own duty as it is now, his
spiritual failures in times past
would be something better than a
millstone to hang around his neck."

"Nothing is lost; the tiniest seed
By wild birds borne, or breezes blown,
Finds something suited to its need.
Wherein 'tis sown and grown.
So with our words , or harsh or kind,
Uttered they are not all forgot.

Pass on, but perish not.
So with our deeds: for good or ill.
They have their power scarce understood.
Then let us use our better will,
To make them rife with good."