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Pagina 22
Lawrence I. Coster, of Haarlem, discovered the art of impressing characters on
paper, by means of wooden blocks, in the year 1430; and we may here remark
that the ground of doubt between Guttenberg and Schoeffer seems to be an
opinion ...
Lawrence I. Coster, of Haarlem, discovered the art of impressing characters on
paper, by means of wooden blocks, in the year 1430; and we may here remark
that the ground of doubt between Guttenberg and Schoeffer seems to be an
opinion ...
Pagina 37
... my performances in that character. I took up my pen, and that with fear and
trembling, at the advanced age of fifty-six, a period when most would lay it down. I
drove the quill thirty years, during which time I wrote and published fourteen
books.
... my performances in that character. I took up my pen, and that with fear and
trembling, at the advanced age of fifty-six, a period when most would lay it down. I
drove the quill thirty years, during which time I wrote and published fourteen
books.
Pagina 40
... he was indebted to thriftiness and parsimony, no less than to his untiring zeal
and exertions, for his ultimate distinction. Although we may not assign to his
character any literary eminence, his career was 40 8
A L A D F O R T H E S O C I A L.
... he was indebted to thriftiness and parsimony, no less than to his untiring zeal
and exertions, for his ultimate distinction. Although we may not assign to his
character any literary eminence, his career was 40 8
A L A D F O R T H E S O C I A L.
Pagina 66
A man's character is often indicated by hi mode of using money. - A vain man's
motto is, “win gold and wear it'—a generous man's, “win gold and share it'—a
miser's, “win gold and spare it'—a profligate's, “win gold and spend it'—a broker's,
...
A man's character is often indicated by hi mode of using money. - A vain man's
motto is, “win gold and wear it'—a generous man's, “win gold and share it'—a
miser's, “win gold and spare it'—a profligate's, “win gold and spend it'—a broker's,
...
Pagina 69
Mammon is the largest slaveholder in the world—it is a composition for taking
stains out of character—it is an altar on which self sacrifices to self. “How many a
man, from love of pelf, To stuff his coffers, starves himself; Labors, accumulates, ...
Mammon is the largest slaveholder in the world—it is a composition for taking
stains out of character—it is an altar on which self sacrifices to self. “How many a
man, from love of pelf, To stuff his coffers, starves himself; Labors, accumulates, ...
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