Train our children to love God.

Let our children be taught love love love.

Those who have happy homes seldom turn out badly.

Jackson was not a religious man when he came to Lexington.

There was a nuisance in the service known as the army correspondent.

Our gloomy Presbyterian ideas encourage fear of God, not love for him.

But the admiration for Jackson was by no means confined to his own soldiers and to his own section.

Jackson went from the professor's chair to the officer's saddle. He carried with him the very elements of character which made him odious as a teacher; but I never saw him in an arbitrary mood.

Jackson, however, persevered. He joined the Franklin Debating Society, an institution that had been in existence over fifty years, and had enrolled in its membership some of the ablest men in Virginia.

As the knight of the quill never ventured into the fight, and only snuffed the battle afar, he knew nothing accurately of battles, but managed to pick up a few real or supposed incidents from the wounded and from stragglers.

Faculty met, and after the usual business, some conversation was had about certain students being addicted to drinking, and it was reported that a citizen of the village had informed a member of the Faculty that there was a good deal of drinking this term among the students.

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