he bound with his own hand, William Maxwell bearing letters into the
western wilderness, is a reality! From this humble beginning what a
miracle the century has wrought. Books and papers everywhere. Great
journals, reeling off daily issues aggregating not hundreds or thousands,
but millions of copies. Vast hives of literary industry, where the roll of
cylinder and the click of linotype echo without interruption the whole
year round! And he who touched the magic spring that opened up the
way for this wondrous and beneficent miracle, sleeps alone on the quiet
farm his last long sleep. Around are green meadows, waiving orchards,
the fragrance of flowers, and the melody of birds. Nor slab, nor monu-
ment, nor other memorial marks his last resting place. The patrons of
the press, the lovers of books, and those who manifest a patriotic pride
in the intellectual development and ascendency of the prosperous realm
now embraced within the original limits of the Northwest Territory, have
a duty to perform. They should unite in raising over the dust of William
Maxwell a plain shaft, appropriately inscribed, that would be to the
modest worth of this pioneer editor and maker of books a fitting mem-
orial. Ohio should lead in rendering appropriate tribute to him who in
"the long ago," appealed for the press, and asked the pioneer fathers "not
to consult merely their own personal interest, but the interest of the
public and the coming time.”

Note: Since the foregoing article was written, the grave of William Maxwell, the location of which for many years was unknown, has been found. It is on an eminence at the edge of the forest, not far from the log house in which William Maxwell died. The site commands a fine view of the valley of the Little Miami. See illustrations.

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(Vol. I. )

Open to all parties-but influenced by none.

SATURDAY, November 9, 1793.

The Printer of the CENTINEL of the North-Western TERRITORY, to the Public.

TAVING arrived at Cincinnati, he has ap

plied himself to that which has been the principal object of his removal to this country, the Publication of a News-Paper.

This country is in its infancy, and the inha-
bitants are daily expofed to an enemy who not
content with taking away the lives of men in
the field, have fwept away whole families, and
barat their habitations. We are well aware
tilat the want of a regular and certain trade
down the Effi Eppi,deprives this country in a
great meafure, of money at the prefent time.
Thele are difcouragements, nevertheless i am
led to believe the people of this country are
difpofed to promote fcience, and have the
fullest allurance that the Press from its known
uity will receive proper encouragement.
And on my part am content with fmall gains,
at the prefent, flattering myfelf that from at-
qëmtion to batudantal preferve the good
withes of thofe was have already countenanc-
ed me in this undertaking, and fecure the
friendship of fibfequent population.

meu of public fpirit will confider the un-
dertaking as a proper object of attention, and
dertaking as a proper object of attention, and
ot confult increly their own perfonal inte-
refl, but the intcret of the public and the
coming time.

A

The MO N K.
CALAI S.

POOR monk of the order of St. Francis
came into the room to beg fomething for
Nɔ-man cares to have his virtues

his convent;

(Num. 1.)

The rest of his outline may be given in a
fewtrokes one might put it into the hands.
of any one.to.defign, far, 'twas neither elegant
nor otherwife, but as character and exprel-
fion made it fo: it was a thin, fpare, form,
fomething above the common fize, if it loft
not the diftinction by a bend forwards in the
figure-but it was the attitude of entreaty
and as it now ftands prefented to my imagi-
nation, it gained more than it loft by it.

and did it with fo fimple a grace and fuch
an air of deprecation was, there in the whole
caft of his look and figure-I was bewitched
not to have been struck with it.

When he had enter'd the room three pac
es, he stood still; and laying his left hand up-
on his breast, (a flender white staff with
which he journey'd being in his right)-
when I had got clofe up to him, he introduc.
the fport of contingencies- or one man may
be generous, as another man is puiflint-feded himself with the little ftory of the wants
non, quo ad banc--or be as it may-for thereof his convent, and the poverty of his order
is no regalar reafoning upon the cbbs. and
flows of our humours; they may depend upon
the fame caufes, for aught Lknow, which in-
fluence the tides the aleives-tivould oft be
no difcredit to us fuppofe it was fo I'm fure
at least for myself, that in mauy a cafe 1 fhould
be more highly fatisfied, to have it faid by
the world, fil Rod en affair with the moon,
in which there was neither fiu nor fhanie,
than have it pafs altogether as my own ad
and deed, wherein there was fo much of both.

better reafon was, I had predetermined noijto give him a single fous.