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" Ia her had Nature bounteously combined
The tenderost bosom with the strongest mind ;
And pay beyond the homage of a Son."-Knight.
ROBERT CARTER & BROTHERS,
No. 530 BROADWAY,
THERE are few literary tasks more delicate in conception, difficult in design, or responsible in execution, than that of composing a parent's life-that parent a MOTHER. Under ordinary circumstances, to portray a character distinguished for its preëminent excellence, strongly developed in some of its essential features, and remarkable for a certain idiosyncrasy which assigns to it a place in the portrait gallery peculiarly and impressively its own, would impose upon the delineator the greatest caution; lest the imagination, enamoured of its study, should be allowed unduly to control the judgment, and thereby an ideal rather than a truthful picture should be the result. But, to sketch a character which, from childhood, we have filially loved and venerated, and, in later life, have looked upon with a deepening admiration, bordering upon a feeling of religious awe;--a character, too, sanctified in an eminent degree by the grace of God, demands the possession of powers to which the writer can prefer but a feeble claim. A MOTHER! who has not felt the exquisite tenderness of her love, the magic power of her influence, the sacred reverence of her name? Has she weaknesses ?-what feeling heart could unveil them?