The Hillsborough Recorder

Life, in civilized society, can only happily and harmoniously exist, where there is a proper adaptation of inclination and duty—of will and of power—of thought and of action. The same ingredients which make up happiness in the bosom of an individual, make up also the happiness of society. The vices, therefore, which afflict society, are the same which afflict individuals with remorse. It would seem the duty, then, of those who would save civilization from worse charges than can be alleged of the savage of the forest, that, endowed as they are by modern institutions with extraordinary powers, they should use them for the purpose of benevolence and good. A savage, is impotence personified. Beyond the reach of his bow, even the squirrel is safe. While in civilized society, with a feather, which the Indian would disdain as the companion of his arrow, a gentleman may, in his closet, scatter discord and misery among his fellow creatures.

Civilized men associate together for mutual happiness. They should never forget that the pain which they inflict on others, can never afford happiness to themselves. That what they tear away from another's reputation, can never clothe their own nakedness. And that especially when entrusted with lofty stations, and placed as beacons in society, they should never raise the flag of discord.

What a pity it is that the character of Epaminondas is not more studied among us. He endured unworthy insults, because he would not subject intellect to vulgarity. And he enjoyed the triumph of mind and of virtue, which is as inevitable as the march of truth.

But now, Thersites is the model, and Epaminondas is forgotten.

Charleston Courier.