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At this period of our history we cannot do otherwise than rest a

while, as the traveller worn out and weary with a long journey

through a sterile and savage land, refreshes himself for a season

under the shade of a tree, near a fountain of living water. We

are about to introduce a person whose name and memory cause an

emotion of respect and sympathy; and this emotion is the more

grateful from our previous contemplation of wickedness and crime.

We trust our readers will excuse our devoting a few moments to

this great and good man.