Alexandria Gazette & Daily Advertiser

From the Binghampton Phoenix, July 15.

A PRINTER'S LAST WORDS.

The present number completes the 5th volume of this paper, and we announce to our patrons and the public that this is the last number which will be published, with mingled emotions of pleasure and pain: pleasure, at the generous support we have received, and pain, at the train of unfortunate circumstances which have produced this result. To detail these circumstances would be irksome to ourselves and uninteresting to the public. It must suffice, that circumstances, beyond our control, and which could not have been foreseen nor prevented, have produced the determination to close the establishment of the Phoenix forever.

It only remains that, to the public, and to those of our patrons who have steadily adhered to and supported us in every vicissitude, we proffer our cordial thanks; towards those who, from whatever motives, have withdrawn their support, we feel no resentment. The petty vexations incident to an establishment of this kind; the resentments that must unavoidably be generated in a course of editorial labors, end with the establishment; they are remembered no more: the veil of oblivion covers them. We forgive, too, the sneer of malice, the scoff of hatred, and envy's triumphant smile at our downfall. A new paper is established in the village, and we do not wish to burden the public with the support of two Newspapers, when one can answer every beneficial and profitable purpose. From our brother editors, whose eyes have rested for a moment on the columns of the Phænix, we should betray a want of feeling, if we parted without a tear. Here is my hand; for myself, I know not whither wayward fortune may lead me—but for you, God speed you on your course. To the public at large, as editor of the Phænix, I bid a long farewell. With my foes in this place and its vicinity, if any I have, I leave "my peace;" with my friends "my love."

A. M. HOWARD.