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That Is Simple. In The Colonies We Issue Our Own Money. It Is Called Colonial Scrip. We Issue It In Proper Proportion To The Demands Of Trade And Industry To Make The Products Pass Easily From The Producers To The Consumers. In This Manner Creating For Ourselves Our Own Paper Money, We Control Its Purchasing Power, And We Have No Interest To Pay.

You Will See In This My Notion Of Good Works, That I Am Far From Expecting To Merit Heaven By Them. By Heaven We Understand A State Of Happiness, Infinite In Degree, And Eternal In Duration. I Can Do Nothing To Deserve Such Rewards... Even The Mixed Imperfect Pleasures We Enjoy In This World, Are Rather From God's Goodness Than Our Merit, How Much More Such Happiness Of Heaven!

Give Me Yesterday's Bread, This Day's Flesh, And Last Year's Cider

Fools Need Advice Most, But Wise Men Only Are The Better For It.

Nothing But Money, Is Sweeter Than Honey.