xvi PREFACE. 
pears once in two months—six times in a year, giving two vol- 
umes of 450 pages each. In this Series, the name of a third 
editor appears upon the title page, and the remarks which have 
been already made are, in their spirit and almost in the letter, 
applicable in the present instance. The wnity is still preserved, 
and both counsel and action—favored by juxta-position and con- 
stant intercourse—are almost as if one individual presided alone. 
It will be perceived, therefore, that we have not departed from 
the principle which has governed us from the beginning, and 
when our mantle shall fall, there are those at hand who may, if it 
be worth the effort, arrest it in its descent and wear it more wor- 
thily than we have done. . | 
The portrait prefixed to this volume was engraved for a very 
different purpose and for others than the patrons of this Journal. 
It has been suggested by friends, whose judgment we are ac- 
customed to respect, that it ought to find a place here, since it 
is regarded as an authentic, although, perhaps, a rather austere 
resemblance. In yielding to this suggestion, it may be sufficient 
to quote the sentiment of Cowper on a similar occasion, who 
remarked—“ that after a man has, for many years, turned his 
mind inside out before the world, it is only affectation to attempt 
to hide his face.” 
In tracing back the associations of many gone-by years, a host 
of thoughts rush in, and pensive remembrance of the dead who 
have labored with us casts deep shadows into the vista through 
which we view the past. 
Anticipation of the hour of discharge, when our summons 
shall arrive, gives sobriety to thought and checks the confidence 
which health and continued power to act might naturally inspire, 
were we not reproved, almost every day, by the death of some co- 
eval, co-worker, companion, friend or patron. ‘This very hour is 
saddened by such an event,—but we will continue to labor on, 
and strive to be found at our post of duty, until there is nothing 
more for us to do; trusting our hopes for a future life in the 
hands of him who placed us in the midst of the splendid garni- 
ture of this lower world, and who has made not less ample pro- 
vision for another and a better. 
Yale College, April 19, 1847. 
