The essays, humor, and poems of Nathaniel Ames, father and son, of Dedham, Massachusetts, from their almanacks, 1726-1775 . the Atlan-tic. The future grandeur of the republic is pictured, and the advent ofnew Lockes, Nczvions, Milton, and a Shakspeare, prophesied as not un-likely happenings in the new Western land. An Indian tale is recited at length as illustrative of the Punic faith ofsome European nations, and is to be taken as a lesson for the times. Wit and Humor, Morality and Religion, in homeopathic doses areprescribed in their proper places. A jjarallel between Bramins, Turks andAmeric
The essays, humor, and poems of Nathaniel Ames, father and son, of Dedham, Massachusetts, from their almanacks, 1726-1775 . the Atlan-tic. The future grandeur of the republic is pictured, and the advent ofnew Lockes, Nczvions, Milton, and a Shakspeare, prophesied as not un-likely happenings in the new Western land. An Indian tale is recited at length as illustrative of the Punic faith ofsome European nations, and is to be taken as a lesson for the times. Wit and Humor, Morality and Religion, in homeopathic doses areprescribed in their proper places. A jjarallel between Bramins, Turks andAmericans is illustrated. The Tea question is briefly hinted at, thearrival of the Press Gang mentioned, and many a wise remark wellworthy of repetition, even at this day. The old Slitting Mill formerly owned by Mr. Jackson atMilton, which has been long out of Repair, is now in good orderand will cut Iron in a few Days ; those Persons who will sendIron to the Mill may have it cut for £b 12s. 4d. per Ton, whichis £df cheaper per Ton than ever it was cut before. JAMES BOIES. B^^The Paper Mill there is still in want of AI^MANACK FOR 1770. 409 THE ALMANACK FOR 1770. By Nathaniel Ames. BOSTON: Printed and Sold by the Printers and Booksellers, at 2S. 8d. per Dozen, and Six Coppers single. To all inferior Animals tis given T enjoy the State allotted them by Heaven. No vain Researches eer disturb their Rest, No Fears of dark Futurity molest. Man, only Man solicitous to know The Springs whence Natures Operations flow, Plods thro a dreary Waste with Toil and Pain, And Reasons, hopes and thinks, and lives in vain. For sable Death still hovering oer his Head Cuts short his Progress with his vital Thread. Wherefore since Nature errs not do we find -\ These Seeds of Science in the human Mind >? If no congeneal Fruits are predesignd ! j For what avails to Man his Power to roam Thro Ages past and Ages yet to come, T explore new Worlds oer all the gethereal Way, Chaind to a Spot, and livi
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