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Title: Life and Literature - Over two thousand extracts from ancient and modern writers, - and classified in alphabetical order
Author: Richardson, John Purver, 1833-
Language: English
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                      AND CLASSIFIED
                  IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER


                  J. PURVER RICHARDSON.

                      COPYRIGHT 1910
                 BY J. PURVER RICHARDSON

                         PRESS OF
                    BROWN-MORRISON CO.
                      LYNCHBURG, VA.


Good sir, or madam, whosoever thou mayest be, to whom this volume shall
come, cast it not aside, but read it. Its quaint, curious, and helpful
selections have been gathered through many years of careful research on
both sides of the Atlantic. They will make thee wiser and better, and
will conduce to the growth of thy mind, and the health of thy body. Let
this book be to thee a magazine of literary food, of which thou shalt
partake, and which thou shalt assimilate and digest to the constant
increase of thy well being.

The gathering of this bouquet of literary gems has been a work of
pleasure, but the compiler shall say nothing of himself for, "the least
that one can say of himself is still too much."




                       MY CHILDREN

                JOHN PURVER AND ANNIE SUE,


     "_To mine own People: meaning those within
      The magic ring of home--my kith and kin;_

      _And those with whom my soul delights to dwell--
      Who walk with me as friends, and wish me well;_

      _And lastly, those--a large unnumbered band,
      Unknown to me--who read and understand._"


     PREFACE                                     3
     Letter A                                    7
     Letter B                                   27
     Letter C                                   46
     Letter D                                   99
     Letter E                                  112
     Letter F                                  119
     Letter G                                  148
     Letter H                                  168
     Letter I                                  199
     Letter J                                  210
     Letter K                                  213
     Letter L                                  220
     Letter M                                  248
     Letter N                                  295
     Letter O                                  300
     Letter P                                  306
     Letter Q                                  332
     Letter R                                  333
     Letter S                                  344
     Letter T                                  379
     Letter U                                  399
     Letter V                                  400
     Letter W                                  402
     Letter Y                                  433
     Letter Z                                  435
     INDEX                                     437




_Abilities_--No man's abilities are so remarkably shining, as not to
stand in need of a proper opportunity, a patron, and even the praises of
a friend, to recommend them to the notice of the world.



     Absence, with all its pains,
     Is by this charming moment wip'd away.


Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.



It is told of Admiral Collingwood that on his travels he carried a bag
of acorns, and dropped one wherever there seemed a likely spot for an
oak to grow, that England might never lack ships.

                                      --_English Newspaper._


_Acquaintances_--It is easy to make acquaintances, but sometimes
difficult to shake them off, however irksome and unprofitable they are
found, after we have once committed ourselves to them.


Acquaintance softens prejudices.


Many persons I once thought great, dwindle into very small dimensions,
on a short acquaintance.



     Speak out in acts, the time for words
     Has passed, and deeds alone suffice.



All may do what has by Man been done.



An act, by which we make one friend, and one enemy, is a losing game;
because revenge is a much stronger principle than gratitude.


All the world practices the art of acting.

                                      --_Petronius Arbiter._


Do what you can, when you cannot do what you would.


A good action performed in this world receives its recompense in the
other, just as water poured at the root of a tree appears again above in
fruit and flower.


If the world were to see our real motives, we should be ashamed of some
of our best actions.


Our actions are our own; their consequences belong to Heaven.



What thou intendest to do, speak not of, before thou doest it.


There is as much eloquence in the tone of voice, in the eyes, and in the
air of a speaker, as in his choice of words.



_Actions_--What I must do, is all that concerns me, and not what people



An actor, when asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury why actors were
more successful in impressing their auditors than preachers, replied,
"Actors speak of things imaginary as if they were real, while you
preachers too often speak of things real as if they were imaginary."



     She gazed as I slowly withdrew;
         My path I could hardly discern;
     So sweetly she bade me "adieu,"
         I thought that she bade me return.

                                           --_W. Shenstone._


Adversity is sometimes hard upon a man; but for one man who can stand
prosperity, there are a hundred that will stand adversity.



Adversity does not take from us our true friends; it only disperses
those who pretended to be so.


Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents, which, in prosperous
circumstances, would have lain dormant.



He who never was acquainted with adversity, has seen the world but on
one side, and is ignorant of half the scenes of nature.


In prosperity the proud man knows nobody; in adversity nobody knows him.

                                 --_From Scottish-American._


The finest friendships have been formed in mutual adversity.



It is a disingenuous thing to ask for _advice_, when you mean
_assistance_; and it will be a just punishment if you get that which you
pretended to want.

                                           --_Sir A. Helps._


Before giving advice we must have secured its acceptance, or rather,
have made it desired.



There is nothing more difficult than the art of making advice agreeable.


Every man, however wise, sometimes requires the advice of a friend in
the affairs of life.



He who gives advice to a self-conceited man, stands himself in need of


Pouring water on a duck's back. (Fruitless counsel or advice).



Most people, when they come to you for advice, come to have their own
opinions strengthened, not corrected.



     In man or woman, but far most in man,
     And most of all in man that ministers
     And serves the altar, in my soul I loathe
     All affectation. 'Tis my perfect scorn;
     Object of my implacable disgust.
     What! Will a man play tricks, will he indulge
     A silly fond conceit of his fair form
     And just proportion, fashionable mien,
     And pretty face, in presence of his God?
     Or will he seek to dazzle me with tropes,
     As with the diamond on his lily hand,
     And play his brilliant parts before my eyes
     When I am hungry for the bread of life?
     He mocks his Maker, prostitutes and shames
     His noble office, and, instead of truth,
     Displaying his own beauty, starves his flock.



_The Cure of Affectation_--Is to follow nature. If every one would do
this, affectation would be almost unknown.

                                            --_J. Beaumont._


Affectation of any kind, is lighting up a candle to our defects.



Affectation is the vain and ridiculous attempt of poverty to appear



     How sad to notice in one--changed affections,
     A cold averted eye.




     Be still, sad heart, and cease repining,
     Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
     Thy fate is the common fate of all;
     Into each life some rain must fall--,
         Some days must be dark and dreary.



_Affliction_--For every sort of suffering there is sleep provided by a
gracious Providence, save that of sin.

                                              --_J. Wilson._


     Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
     A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!



_Affronts_--Young men soon give, and soon forget affronts; old age is
slow in both.



Old age is a joy, when youth has been well spent.



     Six years had passed, and forty ere the six,
     When time began to play his usual tricks;
     The locks once comely in a virgin's sight,
     Locks of pure brown, displayed the encroaching white;
     The blood, once fervid, now to cool began,
     And Time's strong pressure to subdue the man.
     I rode or walked as I was wont before,
     But now the bounding spirit was no more;
     A moderate pace would now my body heat,
     A walk of moderate length distress my feet.
     I showed my stranger guest those hills sublime,
     But said, "The view is poor, we need not climb."
     At a friend's mansion I began to dread
     The cold neat parlor and gay glazed bed;
     At home I felt a more decided taste,
     And must have all things in my order placed.
     I ceased to hunt; my horses pleased me less--
     My dinner more; I learned to play at chess.
     I took my dog and gun, but saw the brute
     Was disappointed that I did not shoot.
     My morning walks I now could bear to lose,
     And blessed the shower that gave me not to choose.
     In fact, I felt a languor stealing on;
     The active arm, the agile hand, were gone;
     Small daily actions into habits grew,
     And new dislike to forms and fashions new.
     I loved my trees in order to dispose;
     I numbered peaches, looked how stocks arose;
     Told the same story oft--in short, began to prose.

                                          --_George Crabbe._


Age is a matter of feeling, not of years.

                                             _G. W. Curtis._


Men are as old as they feel, and women as they look.



     May you all be as old as I,
         And see your sons to manhood grow;
     And many a time before you die,
         Be just as pleased as I am now.



Old age and faded flowers, no remedies can revive.



     'Twas impious then (so much was age rever'd)
     For youth to keep their seats when an old man appear'd.


Goethe said: "It is only necessary to grow old to become more indulgent.
I see no fault committed that I have not committed myself."


     The young are fond of novelty,
     The old of custom.


     Speak gently to the aged one,
         Grieve not the care-worn heart;
     The sands of life are nearly run--
         Let such in peace depart!


Elderly people look back upon the friends, relatives and acquaintances
of thirty, forty or fifty years ago, and say, "There are no friends
now-a-days like the old friends of long ago." It is natural for them to
think this way, particularly when most of the old friends are dead; but
the fact is, that there are friends as true now as ever.


     These are the effects of doting age,
     Vain doubts, and idle cares, and over-caution.



Do you seek Alcides' equal? There is none but himself.




"When I look at my congregation," said a London preacher, "I say, 'Where
are the poor?' When I count the offertory in the vestry I say, 'Where
are the rich?'"



At table, discussing with some friends the subject of raffles, Bishop
Wescott said that he objected to them as part of the gambling question,
and also on wider grounds. He objected to all the "side means" which
were sometimes combined with sales of work for "getting money out of
people." Such money, he thought, as distinct from that which is given,
was not wanted nor acceptable.

                                --_The Contemporary Review._


     What stamps the wrinkles deepest on the brow,
     It is to be alone, as I am now!


The following Hawaiian alphabet, consisting of twelve letters, was in
use, and had been for something like a hundred years, when the compiler
visited the Islands in 1886. It was given to the Hawaiians by the
missionaries, viz.:

     a, e, i, o, u, h, k, l, m, n, p, w.



A slave has but _one master_; the _ambitious man_ has as _many masters_
as there are persons whose aid may contribute to the advancement of his

                                             --_La Bruyere._


How easy it is to be amiable in the midst of happiness and success!

                                       --_Madame Swetchine._


     The sea of ambition is tempest--tost,
     And your hopes may vanish like--foam.


To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition.


_Amusements_--The mind ought sometimes to be amused, that it may the
better return to thought, and to itself.



     Thy father's merit sets thee up to view,
     And shows thee in the fairest point of light,
     To make thy virtues, or thy faults conspicuous.




     "Of all the notable things on earth,
      The queerest one is pride of birth."

A few years ago a well-known Bostonian, the descendant of an honored
family, began the ancestral quest with expert assistance. All went merry
as a marriage bell for a time, when suddenly he unearthed an unsavory
scandal that concerned one of his progenitors. Feeling a responsibility
for the misdeeds of his great-grandfather, he ordered all investigation
stopped, and the disagreeable data destroyed; but he had delved too far.
His genealogist had told a friend, and the secret was out beyond recall.

                                        --_D. O. S. Lowell._



     Were honor to be scann'd by long descent
     From ancestors illustrious, I could vaunt
     A lineage of the greatest; and recount,
     Among my fathers, names of ancient story,
     Heroes and god-like patriots, who subdu'd
     The world by arms and virtue.
     But that be their own praise;
     Nor will I borrow merit from the dead,
     Myself an undeserver.



He who constantly boasts of his ancestors, confesses that he has no
virtue of his own.



Never mind who was your grandfather. What are you?


     A good man's anger lasts an instant,
     A meddling man's for two hours,
     A base man's a day and night,
     A great sinner's until death.



Have nothing to do with men in a passion, for they are not like iron, to
be wrought on when they are hot.


Anger generally begins with folly, and ends with repentance.



He who subdues his anger, conquers his greatest enemy.


A fit of anger is as fatal to dignity as a dose of arsenic to life.

                                          --_J. G. Holland._


It is much better to reprove, than to be angry secretly.


Catch not too soon at an offence, nor give too easy way to anger; the
one shows a weak judgment, the other a perverse nature.


He who can suppress a moment's anger, may prevent a day of sorrows.


Nothing can be more unjust, or ridiculous, than to be angry with others
because they are not of our opinion.


When a man grows angry, his reason flies out.



Animals are such agreeable friends--they ask no questions, they pass no

                                           --_George Eliot._



The daughter of an army officer, whose life had been spent in the far
west, told the following anecdote: "Indians, when they accept
Christianity, very often hold its truths with peculiar simplicity.

"There was near our fort an old chief called Tassorah. One day, when I
was an impulsive girl, I was in a rage at my pony, and dismounting, beat
him severely. The old man stood by, silent for a moment.

"'What words have I heard from Jesus?' he said, sternly. 'If you love
not your brother whom you have seen, how can you love God whom you have
not seen?'

"'This horse is not my brother!' I said scornfully.

"The old man laid his hand on the brute's head and turned it toward me.
The eyes were full of terror.

"'Is not God his creator? Must He not care for him?' he said. 'Not a
sparrow falls to the ground without His notice.'

"I never forgot the lesson. It flashed on me then for the first time
that the dog that ran beside me, the birds, the very worms were His, and
I, too, was one of His great family."


Kindness to animals is no unworthy exercise of benevolence. We hold that
the life of brutes perishes with their breath, and that they are never
to be clothed again with consciousness. The inevitable shortness then of
their existence should plead for them touchingly. The insects on the
surface of the water, poor ephemeral things, who would needlessly
abridge their dancing pleasure of to-day? Such feelings we should have
towards the whole animate creation.

                                       --_Sir Arthur Helps._



(The first half of each stanza should be subdued; the last half
confident and full of assurance.)

     The way is dark, my Father! Cloud on cloud
     Is gathering thickly o'er my head, and loud
     The thunders roar above me. See, I stand
     Like one bewildered! Father, take my hand,
                   And through the gloom
                   Lead safely home
                         Thy child!
     The way is dark, my child! But leads to light.
     I would not always have thee walk by sight.
     My dealings now thou canst not understand.
     I meant it so; but I will take thy hand,
                   And through the gloom
                   Lead safely home
                         My child!
     The day goes fast, my Father! And the night
     Is growing darkly down. My faithless sight
     Sees ghostly visions. Fears, a spectral band,
     Encompass me. O Father! Take my hand,
                   And from the night
                   Lead up to light
                         Thy child!
     The day goes fast, my child! But is the night
     Darker to me than Day? In me is light!
     Keep close to me, and every spectral band
     Of fears shall vanish. I will take thy hand,
                   And through the night
                   Lead up to light
                         My child!
     The way is long, my Father! And my soul
     Longs for the rest and quiet of the goal;
     While yet I journey through this weary land,
     Keep me from wandering. Father, take my hand;
                   Quickly and straight
                   Lead to Heaven's gate
                         Thy child!
     The way is long, my child! But it shall be
     Not one step longer than is best for thee;
     And thou shalt know, at last, when thou shalt stand
     Safe at the goal, how I did take thy hand,
                   And quick and straight
                   Lead to Heaven's gate
                         My child!
     The path is rough, my Father! Many a thorn
     Has pierced me; and my weary feet, all torn
     And bleeding, mark the way. Yet Thy command
     Bids me press forward. Father, take my hand;
                   Then, safe and blest,
                   Lead up to rest
                         Thy child!
     The path is rough, my child! But oh! how sweet
     Will be the rest, for weary pilgrims meet,
     When thou shalt reach the borders of that land
     To which I lead thee, as I take thy hand;
                   And safe and blest
                   With me shall rest
                         My child!
     The throng is great, my Father! Many a doubt,
     And fear and danger, compass me about;
     And foes oppress me sore. I can not stand
     Or go alone. O Father! take my hand,
                   And through the throng
                   Lead safe along
                         Thy child!
     The throng is great, my child! But at thy side
     Thy Father walks; then be not terrified,
     For I am with thee; will thy foes command
     To let thee freely pass;--will take thy hand,
                   And through the throng
                   Lead safe along
                         My child!
     The cross is heavy, Father! I have borne
     It long, and still do bear it. Let my worn
     And fainting spirit rise to that blest land
     Where crowns are given. Father, take my hand;
                   And reaching down
                   Lead to the crown
                         Thy child!
     The cross is heavy, child! Yet there was One
     Who bore a heavier cross for thee; my Son,
     My well-beloved. For Him bear thine; and stand
     With Him at last; and from thy Father's hand,
                   Thy cross laid down,
                   Receive a crown,
                         My child!

                                          --_Henry N. Cobb._


Anxiety is the poison of human life.


Beware, as long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance.

                                            --_La Fontaine._


_Appearance_--Thou art after all what thou art. Deck thyself in a wig
with a thousand locks; ensconce thy legs in buskins an ell high; thou
still remainest just what thou art.



A man's reception depends very much upon his coat.



     Sometimes our estimate of men and women
     On short acquaintance is very much at fault.

A gentleman and his wife--Pierrepont by name--passengers on one of the
great Atlantic steamers, not knowing any of the other passengers, kept
very much to themselves; he usually reading aloud to his wife, and she
occupied in some needle work; for this, they were commented upon, and
not very favorably, and generally were called the "stupid couple."
Little did these same passengers know the true character of that
gentleman and lady. An incident that occurred on board soon proved the
bravery and heroism of the one, and the gentleness and self-sacrifice of
the other. The captain had with him his only son, a boy of some eight
summers, a great favorite of all on board from fore to aft. The little
fellow, climbing on the side of the ship, somehow fell overboard. The
lady happening to be on the other side of the deck, saw the child climb
up, and immediately missed him. She quickly laid her hand on her
husband's shoulder, looking in his eyes, and cried out, "Oh, save the
boy, he has fallen overboard." In one moment he was on his feet, kicked
off his canvas shoes, threw his hat on the deck, and turning his face
toward the bridge, where he knew some of the ship's officers were always
stationed, he called out in a voice which rang like a trumpet call over
the ship, "Man overboard." Then, with a quick run and leap, he cleared
the rail, and the broken twisting water of the ship's track had closed
over him. He was on the surface again in a moment, and taking a glance
back at the ship to know his position, stretched out into a long steady
stroke in the direction where he knew the child was.

Instantly the captain's hand was on the engine-room telegraph, and down
into the depths of the ship went the signals. First to "stop," and the
tremor all over the ship ceased. The bell rang again, and the index
moved to "astern-slow;" then in a minute or two, to, "half;" then he
called out to the second officer--"Man overboard! Stand by to lower away
the gig," which was quickly obeyed, and four hands, a coxswain, and a
man for the boat's bow were instantly off and rowed fiercely.

In a little while Mrs. Pierrepont--who was on the bridge with Captain
Hood--said, "Do you see them; are they together?"

"Yes," replied the captain, "I believe they are." But his voice was now
broken, and he took hold of Mrs. Pierrepont's hand. "I have watched my
child from here with the glass, till at last he floated so low that I
could scarcely see him, and just as he seemed sinking your husband
dashed across the spot where he was, and I saw by a wave of his hand
towards the ship that he caught him. He is now waiting for the boat."

It was getting dark when they returned. The child, who was shivering,
was immediately carried away to have a warm bath, and a little later was
in the saloon with dry clothes on, as merry as if nothing had happened.

When Pierrepont stepped on the deck, a rush was made at him, and both
hands were shaken till he thought his arms would be pulled off.

The captain said all he had to say in a very few words, and with a
hand-grasp which said more than words.


A man to whom God hath given riches, wealth, and honor, so that he
wanteth nothing for his soul of all that he desireth, yet God giveth him
not power to eat thereof, but a stranger eateth it.

                       --Eccles. 6, 2v.; Saint Luke 12, 20v.


To love applause is praiseworthy; to seek it is weakness.


Eat an apple on going to bed, and you will very soon send the Doctor
begging his bread.


     Appointments may be given,
     Not the capacity to fill them well.


_Dr. Johnson to Boswell_--"If general approbation will add anything to
your enjoyment, I can tell you that I have heard you mentioned, as a man
whom everybody likes. I think life has little more to give."


If you arbitrate a dispute between two of your friends, you are sure to
make an enemy; if you arbitrate between two of your enemies, you are
sure to make a friend.

                                          --_Bias, a Greek._


Never contend with one that is foolish, proud, positive, testy; or with
a superior, or a clown, in matter of argument.



Those who are constrained to solicit for assistance are really to be
pitied; those who receive it without, are to be envied; but those who
bestow it unasked, are to be admired.


_Associates_--A man should live with his superiors as he does with his
fire; not too near, lest he burn; nor too far off, lest he freeze.



If you always live with those who are lame, you will yourself learn to



Never forget that if you are not interesting your audience, you are
fatiguing it.




     The beautiful are never desolate,
     For some one always loves them.


     Beauty of face is but a fleeting dower,
     A momentary gleam, a short-lived flower,
     A charm that goes no deeper than the skin;
     Beauty of mind is firm enthroned within.


There is the beauty of infancy, the beauty of youth, the beauty of
maturity, and, believe me, ladies and gentlemen, the beauty of age.


Beauty with selfishness, is a flower without perfume.


     What is beauty?
               'Tis the stainless soul within
               That outshines the fairest skin.

                                            --_Sir A. Hunt._



     Fragile is beauty: with advancing years
     'Tis less and less, and, last, it disappears.
     Your hair too, fair one, will turn grey and thin;
     And wrinkles furrow that now rounded skin;
     Then brace the mind and thus beauty fortify,
     The mind alone is yours, until you die.


Beauty without kindness dies unenjoyed and undelighting.



     O bed! Delicious bed!
     That heaven upon earth to the weary head!


Generally men are ready to believe what they desire.



The kindest benefactors have no recollection of the good they do, and
are surprised when men thank them for it.


A beneficent person is like a fountain watering the earth, and spreading
fertility; it is, therefore, more delightful and more honorable to give
than receive.



There is no benefit so small, that a good man will not magnify it.



To receive a benefit is to sell your liberty.



He who receives a benefit should never forget it; he who bestows one
should never remember it.


To act always from pure benevolence is not possible for finite beings.
Human benevolence is mingled with vanity, interest, or some other


Bereavement makes the heart tender and sympathetic.


If you wish to become acquainted with your betrothed, travel with him
for a few days--especially if he is accompanied with his own folks--and
take your mother along.



     The Bible is
     The Index to Eternity;
     He can not miss
     Of endless bliss
     That takes this chart to steer his voyage by.



The following lines of Sir Walter Scott are said to have been copied in
his Bible:

     Within this awful volume lies
     The mystery of mysteries.
     Oh! happiest they of human race,
     To whom our God has given grace
     To hear, to read, to fear, to pray,
     To lift the latch, and force the way;
     But better had they ne'er been born
     Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.


Remember, that in prayer, you are speaking to God; that in reading the
Bible, God is speaking to you.



The learned prince of Grenada, heir to the Spanish throne, imprisoned by
order of the Crown for fear he would aspire to the throne, was kept in
solitary confinement in the old prison at the Palace of Skulls, Madrid.
After thirty-three years in this living tomb, death came to his release,
and the following remarkable researches, taken from the Bible, and
marked with an old nail on the rough walls of his cell, told how the
brain sought employment through the weary years.

     The 35th verse, 11th chapter of John, is the shortest.

     The 9th verse of the 8th chapter of Esther is the longest.

     The 8th verse of the 97th Psalm is the middle verse of the

     Each verse in Psalm 136 ends alike.

     The 37th chapter of Isaiah and 19th chapter of 2d Kings are

     The word "girl" occurs but once in the Bible, and that in
     Joel, 3d chapter and 3d verse.

     The word "Lord" is found 1853 times, the word "Jehovah" 6855
     times, the word "reverend" but once, and that in Psalms 111th
     chapter and 9th verse.

     The four most inspiring promises are in John, 14th chapter,
     2d verse, 6th chapter and 37th verse; Matthew, 11th chapter
     and 28th verse, and in Psalms, 37th chapter and 4th verse.

     The finest chapter is in Acts, 26th.

                                     --_Christian Observer._



Who, coming to this sacred book, with a sincere desire to know God's
will for the direction of his life, will say that he can not find it?
Who, desiring to be instructed in the way of salvation "through faith
which is in Christ Jesus," will consult its pages, and say it is not
made plain to him? Who, coming to it for equipment of his spiritual
life, will say that there are still needs of that life which are left
unprovided for? Who, seeking direction in the way of the life
everlasting, can doubt that, if he faithfully obeys its teaching, he
will reach that goal? The Scripture fulfils the ends for which it was
given; no higher proof of its inspiration can be demanded. * * * * *
What the closing verse of the 20th chapter of John's Gospel says of that
book: "But these are written, that ye may believe that Jesus is the
Christ, the Son of God, and that believing ye may have life through His
name," may with equal truth be applied to the Bible as a whole.

                                       --_James Orr, D. D._,


_A Little Bird Told Me_--The origin of this phrase is doubtless to be
found in Ecclesiastes, x, 20:--For a bird of the air shall carry the
voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.


Old birds are hard to pluck.


A man ashamed of his humble birth is never alone, because all good
people are ashamed of him for being ashamed.


     Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
         The soul that riseth with us, our life's star,
     Hath elsewhere had its setting,
         And cometh from afar.




     My birthday!--What a different sound
         That word had in my youthful ears!
     And now each time the day comes round,
         Less and less white its mark appears.



Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others, can not keep it from



_Boasters_--For boasters the world has no use; but it is always on the
lookout for men who do things. Solomon said: "Let another man praise
thee, and not thine own lips."



Sir Walter Scott, in lending a book one day to a friend, cautioned him
to be punctual in returning it. "This is really necessary," said the
poet in apology; "for though many of my friends are bad
_arithmeticians_, I observe almost all of them to be good



     I lent my love a book one day;
         She brought it back; I laid it by:
     'Twas little either had to say,--
         She was so strange, and I so shy.

     But yet we loved indifferent things,--
         The sprouting buds, the birds in tune,--
     And Time stood still and wreathed his wings
         With rosy links from June to June.

     For her, what task to dare or do?
         What peril tempt? What hardship bear?
     But with her--ah! she never knew
         My heart, and what was hidden there!

     And she with me, so cold and coy,
         Seemed like a maid bereft of sense;
     But in the crowd, all life and joy,
         And full of blushful impudence.

     She married,--well, a woman needs
         Someone, her life and love to share,--
     And little cares sprang up like weeds
         And played around her elbow-chair.

     Years rolled by--and I, content,
         Trimmed my own lamp, and kept it bright,
     Till age's touch, my hair besprent
         With rays and gleams of silver light.

     And then it chanced I took the book
         Which she perused in days gone by;
     And as I read, such passion shook,
         That, I needs must surely cry.

     For, here and there, her love was writ,
         In old, half-faded pencil-signs,
     As if she yielded--bit by bit--
         Her heart in dots and underlines.

     Ah, silvered fool, too late you look!
         I know it; but let me here record
     This maxim: Lend no girl a book
         Unless you read it afterward!

                                          --_F. S. Cozzens._


We should make the same use of a book that the bee does of a flower; she
steals sweets from it, but does not injure it.



Be as careful of the books you read, as of the company you keep; for
your habits and character will be as much influenced by the former as
the latter.



     If thou art borrowed by a friend,
         Right welcome shall he be,
     To read, to study, not to lend,
         But to return to me.

     Not that imparted knowledge doth
         Diminish learning's store;
     But books, I find, if often lent,
         Return to me no more.




The feeling that books are real friends is constantly present to all who
love reading. "I have friends," said Petrarch, "whose society is
extremely agreeable to me, they are of all ages, and of every country.
They have distinguished themselves both in the cabinet and in the field,
and obtained high honors for their knowledge of the sciences. It is easy
to gain access to them, for they are always at my service, and I admit
them to my company, and dismiss them from it, whenever I please. They
are never troublesome, but immediately answer every question I ask them.
Some relate to me the events of past ages, while others reveal to me the
secrets of Nature. Some teach me how to live, and others how to die.
Some, by their vivacity, drive away my cares and exhilarate my spirits;
while others give fortitude to my mind, and teach me the important
lesson how to deport myself, and to depend wholly on myself. They open
to me, in short, the various avenues of all the arts and sciences and
upon their information I may safely rely in all emergencies. In return
for all their services, they only ask me to accommodate them with a
convenient chamber in some corner of my humble habitation where they may
repose in peace; for these friends are more delighted by the tranquility
of retirement than with the tumults of society."




Books introduce us into the best society; they bring us into the
presence of the greatest minds that have ever lived. We hear what they
said and did; we see them as if they were really alive; we are
participators in their thoughts; we sympathize with them, enjoy with
them, grieve with them; their experience becomes ours, and we feel as if
we were in a measure actors with them in the scenes which they describe.



Those who have collected books, and whose good nature has prompted them
to accommodate their friends with them, will feel the sting of the
answer made by a man of wit to one who lamented the difficulty which he
found in persuading his friends to return the volumes that he had lent

"Sir," said he, "your acquaintances find, I suppose, that it is much
more easy to retain the books themselves, than what is contained in


The following gives a pathetic description of a studious boy lingering
at a bookstall:

      I saw a boy with eager eye
      Open a book upon a stall,
      And read, as he'd devour it all;
      Which, when the stall-man did espy,
      Soon to the boy I heard him call,
     "You, sir, you never buy a book,
      Therefore in one you shall not look."
      The boy passed slowly on, and with a sigh
      He wished he never had been taught to read,
      Then of the old churl's books he should have had no need.

                                              --_Mary Lamb._


Books that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are
the most useful after all. A man will often look at them, and be tempted
to go on, when he would have been frightened at books of a larger size
and of a more erudite appearance.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._



How foolish is the man who sets up a number of costly volumes, like
superfluous furniture, for mere ornament, and is far more careful to
keep them from contracting a single spot of ink, than to use them, as
the means of instructing his ignorance, and correcting his faults!
Better a man without books, than books without a man.



There are two bores in society--the man who knows too much, and the man
who knows too little.

                                           --_London Paper._


     Those who would scorn to "accept"--
     Borrow, and keep without qualm.


A boy of 17, 18 or 19 has reached an age when he should win his own way,
and seek his own sustenance, physical and mental.


"My boy," said a father to his son, "treat everybody with politeness,
even those who are rude to you, for remember that you show courtesy to
others, not because they are gentlemen, but because you are one."



It is reasonably safe to assume from a story in the New York Tribune
that the late Henry Harland, the novelist, was seldom kept after school
in his boyhood.

Among Harland's early teachers was a charming young lady, who called him
up in class one morning and said to him:

"Henry, name some of the chief beauties of education."

"Schoolmistresses," the boy answered, smiling into his teacher's pretty

                                 --_From Youth's Companion._


John Ruskin, in one of his lectures, said: "There is just this
difference between the making of a girl's character and a boy's: You may
chisel a boy into shape as you would a rock, or hammer him into it, if
he be of a better kind, as you would a piece of bronze; but you can not
hammer a girl into anything. She grows as a flower does--she will wither
without sun; she will decay in her sheath as a narcissus will if you do
not give her air enough; she must take her own fair form and way if she
take any, and in mind as in body, must have always--

     "'Her household motions light and free,
       And steps of virgin liberty.'"

You bring up your girls as if they were meant for sideboard ornaments,
and then complain of their frivolity. Give them the same advantages
that you give their brothers; teach them, that courage and truth are the
pillars of their being.

Again: "The man's work for his own home, is to secure its maintenance,
progress, and defence; the woman's to secure its order, comfort, and

"What the man is at his own gate, defending it if need be, against
insult and spoil, that also, not in a less, but in a more devoted
measure, he is to be at the gate of his country, leaving his home, if
need be, even to the spoiler, to do his more incumbent work there.

"And in like manner what the woman is to be within her gates, as the
centre of order, the balm of distress, and the mirror of beauty, that
she is also to be without her gates, where order is more difficult,
distress more imminent, loveliness more rare."


You can lead a boy to college, but you can't make him think.



The boy who does not respect parental authority, will very soon be apt
to repudiate all law, both civil and ecclesiastical, human and Divine.



     "O say! What is that thing call'd light,
          Which I must ne'er enjoy?
      What are the blessings of the sight?
          O, tell your poor blind boy!

      You talk of wond'rous things you see,
          You say the sun shines bright;
      I feel him warm, but how can he
          Make it day or night?

      With heavy sighs I often hear
          You mourn my hapless woe;
      But sure with patience I can bear
          A loss I ne'er can know.

      Then let not what I can not have
          My cheer of mind destroy;
      Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
          Although a poor blind boy."

                                           --_Old Magazine._



      Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake,
          And hear a helpless orphan's tale,
      Ah! sure my looks must pity wake,
          'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale.
      Yet I was once a mother's pride,
          And my brave father's hope and joy;
      But in the Nile's proud fight he died,
          And I am now an orphan boy.

      Poor foolish child! how pleased was I
          When news of Nelson's victory came,
      Along the crowded streets to fly,
          And see the lighted windows flame!
      To force me home my mother sought,
          She could not bear to see my joy;
      For with my father's life 'twas bought,
          And made me a poor orphan boy.

      The people's shouts were long and loud,
          My mother, shuddering, closed her ears;
     "Rejoice! rejoice!" still cried the crowd;
          My mother answered with her tears.
     "Why are you crying thus," said I,
         "While others laugh and shout with joy?"
      She kissed me--and with such a sigh!
          She called me "her poor orphan boy."

                                              --_Mrs. Opie._


Emerson said: "Give a boy address and accomplishments, and you give him
the mastery of palaces and fortunes wherever he goes; he has not the
trouble of earning or owning them; they solicit him to enter and


A great man being asked what boys should learn, he replied, "That which
they will use when men."


It is good to rub and polish our brain against that of others.



Eaten bread is soon forgotten.



Birth is much, but breeding is more.


Good breeding consists in having no particular mark of any profession,
but a general elegance of manners.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


Good breeding is the result of much good sense, some good nature, and a
little self-denial.


_Climate_--The climate of Great Britain, as that of no other country in
a like latitude, derives its peculiarity from its situation and from the
prevailing winds, which are from the southwest, except in the months of
April and May. The thermometer for six months in the year averages near
60 degrees, and seldom, if ever, drops below 36 degrees during the
remaining six months, thus affording, according to all authorities, one
of the healthiest climates in the world.

                               --_Students' Reference Work_,
                          Edited by Chandler B. Beach, A. M.


_The Nobility of Great Britain_--The British nobility is the most
enlightened, the best educated, the wisest, and bravest in Europe.


A brother's sufferings claim a brother's pity.



When thy brother has lost all that he ever had, and lies languishing,
and even gasping under the utmost extremities of poverty and distress,
dost thou think to lick him whole again only with thy tongue?



_A Saying of Napoleon_--Once at St. Helena, when walking with a lady,
some servants came along carrying a load. The lady, in an angry tone,
ordered them out of the way, on which Napoleon interposed, saying,
"Respect the burden, madam." Even the drudgery of the humblest laborer
contributes towards the general well-being of society; and it was a wise
saying of a Chinese Emperor that, "If there was a man who did not work,
or a woman that was idle, somebody must suffer cold or hunger in the

                                     --_Dr. H. D. Northrop._


No one knows the weight of another's burden.



The more we help others to bear their burdens, the lighter our own will



Burns has been one of the world awakeners. His voice rang out of the
stillness, like the clear sweet notes of a bugle horn, and his songs
were sung with a nerve and strength of nature that stirred to its depths
the popular heart.

Describing Robert Burns' conversational gifts, Mr. Carlyle wrote: "They
were the theme of all that ever heard him. All kinds of gifts, from the
gracefullest allusions of courtesy to the highest fire of passionate
speech, loud floods of mirth, soft wailings of affection, laconic
emphasis, clear piercing insight, all were in him."

He awoke the poor and the despised to the dignity of man as man,
irrespective of the accidents of poverty or wealth.

     "The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
      The man's the man for a' that."

Thus helping to deliver men from the debasing worship of sordid gold,
and of such rank as kings can confer on even the most worthless.

     "The man of independent mind
      He looks and laughs at a' that."

He opened the eyes of the Scottish people, at home and abroad, to the
glory of their nation's history, and glowing with the hope of a day--

     "When man to man the world o'er
      Shall brithers be for a' that."

He also opened men's eyes to the hatefulness of all shams and
hypocrisies; of meanness, selfishness and pride; of all narrowness and
greed and cruelty thus--

     "Man's inhumanity to man
      Makes countless thousands mourn."

And again: He opened men's eyes to the cruelty and injustice of harsh
judgment, seen oftenest perhaps in people judging, or misjudging others,
who have yielded to temptations, or sunk under debasing influences, to
which they themselves have never been exposed. Where has Christian
charity and kindly consideration for others been more nobly taught than
in these lines:

     "Who made the heart, 'tis He alone
          Decidedly can try us;
      He knows each chord, its various tone,
          Each spring, its various bias.
      Then, at the balance, let's be mute,
          We never can adjust it;
      What's done we partly may compute,
          But know not what's resisted."

He opened many eyes when he wrote the following:

     "O, wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us
      To see oursels as ithers see us!
      It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
            And foolish notion;
      What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us,
            And even Devotion!"


We all, according as our business prospers or fails, are elated or cast


I'll give money to any well deserving friend, but in the matter of
business, I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.



Sentiment is not now recognized in business affairs.


     To business that we love, we rise betime,
     And go to it with delight.



_Keep to Your Calling_--Bishop Grostest, of Lincoln, told his brother,
who asked him to make him a great man: "Brother," said he, "if your
plough is broken, I'll pay the mending of it; or if an ox is dead, I'll
pay for another; but a ploughman I found you, and a ploughman I'll leave



     Who, knowing nothing, claim to know it all.
     What each intends, or will intend, they know.
     What in the queen's ear the king said, they know.
     What never was, or is--they know it, though!



The would-be buyer, alas! so often depreciates.


The road to "bye and bye" leads to the town of never.





     Do not insult calamity:
     It is a barb'rous grossness, to lay on
     The weight of scorn, where heavy misery
     Too much already weighs men's fortunes down.



     I can't, does nothing.
     I'll try, effects miracles.
     I will, accomplishes everything.



Among the ancient warriors it was a custom, when any one did a
meritorious action, to say: "That will be a feather in his cap."


Whom the cap fits, let him wear it.



Capacity without education is deplorable.



As to cards and dice, I think the safest and best way is never to learn
to play them, and so be incapacitated for those dangerous temptations
and encroaching wasters of time.


     Cards were at first for benefits designed,
     Sent to amuse, not to enslave the mind.


To carry care to bed is to sleep with a pack on your back.



Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy
labour; and so shall thy labour sweeten thy rest.


To win a cat, and lose a cow. (Consequences of litigation).



Deliberate well on what you can do but once.


A life of caution is overpaid by the avoidance of one serious


Say not always what you know, but always know what you say.


Never sign a paper you have not read, nor drink water you have not


No two persons are ever more confidential and cordial than when they are
censuring a third.


There are ceremonious bows that repel one like a cudgel.



Excess of ceremony shows want of breeding--that civility is best which
excludes all superfluous formality.


The only sure things are those that have already happened.



Dr. Chalmers of Scotland, arrived in London, on the 13th of May, 1817,
and on the following day preached in Surrey Chapel, the anniversary
sermon for the London Missionary Society. Although the service did not
commence till eleven o'clock, at seven in the morning the chapel was
crowded to excess, and many thousands went off for want of room. He rose
and gave out his text from 1 Cor. xiv, 22-25. He had not proceeded many
minutes till his voice gradually expanded in strength and compass,
reaching every part of the house and commanding universal attention.
His sermon occupied about an hour and a half in the delivery. A
gentleman wrote to a friend: "I have just heard and witnessed the most
astonishing display of human talent that perhaps ever commanded hearing;
all my expectations were overwhelmed in the triumph of it."

At an afternoon service he preached in the Scotch Church, in Swallow
Street. On approaching the church, Dr. Chalmers and a friend found so
dense a mass within, and before the building, as to give no hope of
effecting an entrance by the mere force of ordinary pressure. Lifting
his cane and gently tapping the heads of those who were in advance, Dr.
Chalmers' friend exclaimed, "Make way there, make way please, for Dr.
Chalmers." The sturdy Londoners refused to move, believing it was a
ruse. Forced to retire, Dr. Chalmers retreated from the outskirts of the
crowd, crossed the street, stood for a few moments gazing on the growing
tumult, and had almost resolved altogether to withdraw, as access by any
of the ordinary entrances was impossible. At last a plank was projected
from one of the windows very near the pulpit, till it rested on an iron
palisade, and the Doctor and others gained entrance. The impression
produced by the service which followed, when all had at last settled
down into stillness, was deeper than that made by any of those which
preceded it.

                  --_From Memoirs of Thomas Chalmers, LL.D._
                                    By Rev. Wm. Hanna, LL.D.


What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of
Heaven and earth could come by chance, when all the skill of art is not
able to make an oyster!


Times change, and we change with them.


When you seek to change your condition, be sure that you can better it.



In a village churchyard in England, there is the following epitaph. It
is there applied to a husband; but, by altering a single word, it can be
made to apply to brother, sister, or comrade; and the one who fulfils
all that is implied in the praise, is surely a most admirable character:

     "He was--
      But words are wanting to say what;
      Think what a husband should be.
                            He was that."


The sun has some spots on his surface, and the best and brightest
characters are not without their faults and frailties.


The crown jewel of character is sincerity.


An appearance of delicacy is inseparable from sweetness and gentleness
of character.

                                         --_Mrs. Sigourney._



     He is not just who doth no wrong, but he
     Who will not when he may; not he who, lured
     By some poor petty prize, abstains, but he
     Who with some mighty treasure in his grasp
     May sin securely, yet abhors the sin.
     Not he who closely skirts the pale of law,
     But he whose generous nature, void of guile--
           Would be,
                 Not seem to be,
                       The upright man.

                                      --_Philemon, a Greek._
                                      Translated by Millman.


As daylight can be seen through very small holes, so little things will
illustrate a person's character.



Alexander Simpson, the elder brother of Sir James Simpson, watched over
the boyhood of the latter with parental care. When the social usages of
the town and the prevalent free mode of living presented strong
temptations to the boy, Alexander would put his arm round his neck and
tenderly warn him: "Others may do this, but it would break a' our hearts
and blast a' your prospects were ye to do it." After one such warning,
"Jamie was greatly troubled, and cried nearly a' the nicht (night) like
to break his heart." He obeyed the warning, and became a celebrated
physician in Edinburgh.



Small kindnesses, small courtesies, small considerations, habitually
practiced in our social intercourse, give a greater charm to the
character than the display of great talents and accomplishments.



_Character_--After I have named the man, I need say no more.

                                      --_Pliny the Younger._


Oaths are not the cause why a man is believed, but the character of a
man is the cause why the oath is believed.



There is no man suddenly either excellently good, or extremely evil.



He who aspires to public position, offers his character for a football.


No character is more glorious, none deserving of universal admiration
and respect, than that of helping those who are in no condition of
helping themselves.


Prosperity tries the human heart with the deepest probe, and brings
forth the hidden character.



The history of a man is his character.


     The firm foot is that which finds firm footing;
     The weak falters, although it be standing upon a rock.


To be thoroughly good natured, and yet avoid being imposed upon, shows
great strength of character.


The charitable give out at the door, and God puts in at the window.

                                        --_From the German._



When thy brother has lost all that he ever had, and lies languishing,
and even gasping under the utmost extremities of poverty and distress,
dost thou think to lick him whole again only with thy tongue?




     That charity begins at home is true,
     Yet this is rightly understood by few.
     But, lest you should not easily discern,
     I counsel you, my friends, this lesson learn;
     The home of charity is a mind possess'd
     Of wishes to relieve whoe'er's distress'd;
     In town, or country, or on foreign shore,
     She's ne'er from home when pity's at the door.



Be not frightened at the hard words "imposition," "imposture;" give and
ask no questions. "Cast thy bread upon the waters." Some have, unawares,
entertained angels.



As charity covers a multitude of sins before God, so does politeness
before men.

                                          --_Lord Greville._


Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.



Where there is plenty, charity is a duty, not a courtesy.



We step up, when we stoop down, to help the needy.



Did you ever see the horses taken to water? They rush into some
beautiful stream, and drink of it to their heart's content; after which
they turn their backs upon it, or stamp in it with their feet, until the
water is polluted. This is the price they pay for their refreshing
draught. But what, then does the noble river? It immediately floats away
the mud, and continues after, as it was before, full and free of access
for the same or other thirsty creatures. And so must you also do. If
there be a fountain of genuine charity in your heart, it will
constantly, and spontaneously overflow, whether those who drink of it
are thankful or not. This life is the season for sowing and scattering;
we shall reap hereafter.


Give freely to him that deserveth well, and asketh nothing.



     I asked for alms!
     He flung a coin at me
     Not without sense of shame
     I stooped and picked it up.
     Does this fulfil
     The Master's will
     To give a cup
     Of water in His Name?

     I asked for bread!
     He handed out to me
     A ticket for some food.
     It answered to my need.
     Was this the way
     On that great day
     Christ stopped to feed
     The hungry multitude?

     When we shall wait,
     After this mortal strife,
     Eternal life,
     And to His presence go
     As suppliants indeed,
     Will it be thus
     He will on us
     In our great need
     His priceless gift bestow?

                                            --_The Outlook._


It is charity not to excite a hope, when it must end in disappointment.


When you see a man in distress, acknowledge him at once your fellow man.
Recollect that he is formed of the same materials, with the same
feelings as yourself, and then relieve him as you yourself would wish to
be relieved.


_Leviticus, xxv, 35._--"And if thy brother be waxen poor, and fallen in
decay with thee, then thou shalt relieve him; yea, though he be a
stranger, or a sojourner; that he may live with thee."

Mr. H----, an ingenious artist, being driven out of all employment, and
reduced to great distress, had no resource to which to apply except that
of an elder brother, who was in good circumstances. To him, therefore,
he applied, and begged some little hovel to live in, and some small
provision for his support. The brother melted into tears, and said,
"You, my dear brother! You live in a hovel! You are a man; you are an
honor to the family. I am nothing. You shall take this house and the
estate, and I will be your guest, if you please." The brothers lived
together without its being distinguishable who was proprietor of the
estate, till the death of the elder put the artist in possession of it.



      They said, "The Master is coming
          To honor the town to-day,
      And none can tell what house or home
          He may choose wherein to stay."
      Then straight I turned to toiling,
          To make my home more neat;
      I swept and polished and garnished,
          And decked it with blossoms sweet.

      But right in the midst of my duties
          A woman came to my door;
      She had come to tell me her sorrow,
          And my comfort and aid to implore.
      And I said, "I can not listen,
          Nor help you any to-day;
      I have greater things to attend to."
          So the pleader turned away.

      But soon there came another--
          A cripple, thin, pale and gray--
      And said, "O let me stop and rest
          Awhile in your home I pray."
      I said, "I am grieved and sorry,
          But I can not keep you to-day;
      I look for a great and noble guest."
          And the cripple went away.

      And the day wore onward swiftly,
          And my task was nearly done,
      And a prayer was ever in my heart
          That the Master to me might come.

      I thought I would spring to meet Him,
          And treat Him with utmost care,
      When a little child stood by me
          With a face so sweet and fair--
      Sweet, but with marks of tear drops--
          And his clothes were tattered old;
      A finger was bruised and bleeding,
          And his little bare feet were cold.

      And I said, "I am sorry for you:
          You are sorely in need of care,
      But I can not stop to give it;
          You must hasten other where."
      And at the words a shadow
          Swept over his blue-veined brow.
     "Some one will feed and clothe you, dear,
          But I am too busy now."

      At last, my toil was over and done,
      My house was swept and garnished,
          And I watched in the dusk alone;
      I waited till night had deepened,
          And the Master had not come;
     "He has entered some other door," I cried,
         "And gladdened some other home!"

      Then the Master stood before me,
          And His face was grave and fair;
     "Three times to-day I came to your door,
          And craved your pity and care.
      Three times you sent Me onward,
          Unhelped and uncomforted;
      And the blessing you might have had was lost,
          And your chance to serve has fled."

     "O Lord, dear Lord, forgive me;
          How could I know it was Thee?"
      My very soul was shamed and bowed
          In the depths of humility.
      And He said, "The sin is pardoned,
          But the blessing is lost to thee,
      For failing to comfort the least of Mine,
          You have failed to comfort Me."


John Paul, of Siena, was always very liberal to the poor. On his
deathbed he exclaimed, "What I have kept, that have I lost, and what I
have given away, that I have yet, what I have refused I now regret."

Another is reported to have said: "I have lost everything except what I
have given away."



When God made the earth, it shook to and fro till He put mountains on it
to keep it firm. Then the angels asked, "O God, is there anything in Thy
creation stronger than these mountains?" And God replied, "Iron is
stronger than the mountains, for it breaks them." "And is there anything
in Thy creation stronger than iron?" "Yes, fire is stronger than iron,
for it melts it." "Is there anything stronger than fire?" "Yes, water,
for it quenches fire." "Is there anything stronger than water?" "Yes,
wind, for it puts water in motion." "O, our Sustainer, is there anything
in Thy creation stronger than wind?" "Yes, a good man giving alms; if he
gives it with his right hand, and conceals it from his left, he
overcomes all things." Every good act is charity; your smiling in your
brother's face, your putting a wanderer in the right road, your giving
water to the thirsty is charity; exhortation to another to do right is
charity. A man's true wealth hereafter is the good he has done in this
world to his fellowmen. When he dies, people will ask: "What property
has he left behind him?" But the angels will ask: "What good deeds has
he sent before him?"


_Charity_--It is another's fault if he be ungrateful; but it is mine if
I do not give. To find one thankful man, I will oblige many that are not



He gives double who gives unasked.


He that cheats me aince (once) shame fa him; but he that cheats me twice
shame fa me.



The cheek Is apter than the tongue, to tell an errand.



     If you have a word of cheer,
     Speak it, while I am alive to hear.

                                         _Margaret Preston._


You find yourself refreshed by the presence of cheerful people. Why not
make earnest effort to confer that pleasure on others?

                                            --_L. M. Child._


Cheerfulness smoothes the road of life.



Cheerfulness is full of significance: it suggests good health, a clear
conscience, and a soul at peace with all human nature.

                                       --_Charles Kingsley._


Chide a friend in private, and praise him in public.




A writer once told how a little child preached a sermon to him.

"Is your father at home?" I asked a small child at our village doctor's

"No," she said, "he's away."

"Where do you think I could find him?"

"Well," she said, with a considering air, "you've got to look for some
place where people are sick or hurt, or something like that. I don't
know where he is, but he's helping somewhere."



How happy are thy days! How sweet thy repose! How calm thy rest! Thou
slumberest upon the earth more soundly than many a miser and worldling
upon his bed of down. And the reason is--that thou hast a gracious God
and an easy conscience. A stranger to all care, thou awakest only to
resume thy play, or ask for food to satisfy thy hunger.


A full-blown rose besprinkled with the purest dew, is not so beautiful
as a child blushing beneath her parents' displeasure, and shedding tears
of sorrow for her fault.


A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a



He who does not correct his own child, will later beat his own breast.


The future destiny of the child is always the work of the mother.



A child's eyes! Those clear wells of undefiled thought! What on earth
can be more beautiful! Full of hope, love, and curiosity, they meet your
own. In prayer, how earnest! In joy, how sparkling! In sympathy, how

                                            --_Mrs. Norton._


     These little shoes! How proud she was of these!
     Can you forget how, sitting on your knees,
     She used to prattle volubly, and raise
     Her tiny feet to win your wondering praise?

                                         --_William Canton._



     When thou dost eat from off this plate,
     I charge thee be thou temperate;
     Unto thine elders at the board
     Do thou sweet reverence accord;
     And, though to dignity inclined,
     Unto the serving-folk be kind;
     Be ever mindful of the poor,
     Nor turn them hungry from the door;
     And unto God, for health and food
     And all that in thy life is good,
     Give thou thy heart in gratitude.


Words of praise are almost as necessary to warm a child into a genial
life as acts of kindness and affection. Judicious praise is to children
what the sun is to flowers.



What the child says out of doors, he has learned indoors.



     I hold it a religious duty
     To love and worship children's beauty;
     They've least the taint of earthly clod,
     They're freshest from the hand of God;
     With heavenly looks they make us sure
     The heaven that made them must be pure;
     We love them not in earthly fashion,
     But with a beatific passion.
     I chanced to, yesterday, behold
     A maiden child of beauty's mould;
     'Twas near, more sacred was the scene,
     The palace of our patriot Queen.
     The little charmer to my view
     Was sculpture brought to life anew.
     Her eyes had a poetic glow,
     Her pouting mouth was Cupid's bow:
     And through her frock I could descry
     Her neck and shoulders' symmetry.
     'Twas obvious from her walk and gait
     Her limbs were beautifully straight;
     I stopp'd th' enchantress and was told,
     Though tall, she was but four years' old.
     Her guide so grave an aspect wore
     I could not ask a question more;
     But follow'd her. The little one
     Threw backward ever and anon
     Her lovely neck, as if to say,
     "I know you love me, Mister Grey;"
     For by its instincts childhood's eye
     Is shrewd in physiognomy;
     They well distinguish fawning art
     From sterling fondness of the heart.
     And so she flirted, like a true
     Good woman, till we bade adieu.
     'Twas then I with regret grew wild,
     Oh, beauteous, interesting child!
     Why ask'd I not thy home and name?
     My courage fail'd me--more's the shame.
     But where abides this jewel rare?
     Oh, ye that own her, tell me where!
     For sad it makes my heart and sore
     To think I ne'er may meet her more.

                                        --_Thomas Campbell._



One day a little girl looking out of the window saw a number of poor men
from a nearby jail, working in the hot sun of a July day. They looked
tired and hot, and she knew they must be thirsty. She remembered
Christ's words, "I was thirsty and ye gave Me drink, was in prison, and
ye came unto Me," and the thought came to her, "I can do both." With her
mother's permission she took a little bucket of cold water, with a
dipper, and gave to each man in turn, refilling the bucket several
times. As she went from one to another in her white frock, her sweet
smile gave even better cheer than the water. The thanks of the prisoners
were very hearty. One asked her, "Little lady, what made you do this?"

After a moment's pause, she replied, "That is what Christ said to do,
and--I was sorry myself." He lowered his head and said, "God bless you,
little Christ-child."


A man soon learns how little he knows, when a child begins to ask


The child's restless observation, instead of being ignored or checked,
should be diligently ministered to, and made as accurate as possible.

                                        --_Herbert Spencer._


     Speak gently to the little child!
         Its love be sure to gain;
     Teach it in accents soft and mild:
         It may not long remain.

                                       --_Geo. W. Hangford._


_I Samuel ii, 18_--"Samuel ministered before the Lord, being a child;
girded with a linen ephod."

The Rev. John Brown was born in 1722, in the county of Perth in
Scotland. In a narrative of his experience, he remarks, "I reflect on it
as a great mercy, that I was born in a family which took care of my
Christian instruction, and in which I had the privilege of God's
worship, morning and evening. About the eighth year of my age, I
happened, in a crowd, to push into the church at Abernethy, on a
Sacrament Sabbath. Before I was excluded, I heard a minister speak much
in commendation of Christ; this, in a sweet and delightful manner,
captivated my young affections, and has since made me think that
children should never be kept out of church on such occasions."


To impose on a child to get by heart a long scroll of phrases without
any ideas, is a practice fitter for a jackdaw than for anything that
wears the shape of man.

                                           --_Dr. I. Watts._


     The tear down childhood's cheek that flows,
     Is like the dewdrop on the rose.




The following is a true narrative of an experience in life:

It was nearing three o'clock of last Easter afternoon, when a woman,
clad in deepest mourning, entered the gates of the beautiful "sleeping
place" on Walnut Hill. Her attitude, as she sank upon a carefully tended
mound, denoted deep dejection. She had not yet learned that the "tree of
death is fruited with the love of God," neither the joy of the
"afterward," but knew only the grope of a stricken soul.

In the distance, sat a child upon a grave, alone. Coming nearer, she
recognized him as one who had never known a mother, and whose father had
lately been taken, leaving him without kindred. The love between that
father and child had been passing sweet.

The bereaved lady knew this, and that he had been thrown homeless upon
the world. Yet, absorbed in her own grief, had given him little thought.
Drawing near, she observed closely the rare beauty of the boy, scarcely
five years of age, genius and nobility stamped on his brow, and
exquisite tenderness on the mobile lips.

He looked up eagerly, asking fearlessly, "Is your name Mary? Are you the
woman who talked with the angel when the stone was rolled away."

"Oh, no, dear," she replied. "Whom are you looking for?"

"For Jesus!" said the boy reverently.

"But he is not here. He is risen."

"Yes, I know, that's it, but I've been waiting here all day for Him to
come and raise my papa up. He's late, and I thought maybe He sent you to
tell me to wait a little, just as He sent Mary to tell His disciples,
you know," said the boy, wistfully.

"Yes, dear, but"--hesitating to shatter the boy's beautiful faith.

"I am tired" (pathetically), "but it is never too late for Jesus," he
added bravely, while a tear rolled down the velvet cheek. "He is sure to
come, 'cause it is the Rising Day" (exultingly). "Don't you 'member?"

The woman stooped to kiss the child, and began to sob violently,
dropping on the grave beside him.

"What makes you cry, lady? Is your papa here to be raised up?"

"No, no, darling, but my sweet daughter is."

"Don't cry, then," stroking the lady's hand. "Jesus never goes by Rising
Day. He'll surely come and give you your little girl and me my papa!
He'll come to-night. I saw the two men who came from [256:A]Emmaus go by
early this morning, and they will be walking back soon in the evening,
and Jesus will meet them and turn and walk with them, and they will all
be talking gently about the dying and the rising, and the men will not
know Him, but I shall, and He will stop here when I call, and raise my
papa up."

"How will you know Him, dear boy?"

"By His smile and the Transfiguration picture that papa showed me in his
study. But I'll know Him bestest in here," putting his hand on his
breast, "by the love!" raising his lustrous eyes to hers.

"Will you know your papa? Are you sure?"

"My papa!" with wondering ecstatic voice. "My own papa! I shall know him
by the love, and you your little girl. They will not look the same,
'cause Jesus didn't, but they knew Him by their love!"


"And we'll know them by our love!" lingering fondly on the repetition
with lustrous, far-seeing gaze.

The woman clasped the child to her breast with a passionate embrace,
while rising to meet a supreme hour. (The child must not--shall not be
disappointed and his beautiful faith shattered).

"Phillip!" she said, "listen. The angel sent me to tell you that Jesus
had gone into heaven, and to take you to your papa. Come!"

Without a moment's hesitation he took his messenger's (?) hand and
passed out of the gates, looking not backward by a glance. Expectation
held him silent, while the woman's face was illumined by a great light.
Entering the door of a pleasant house, she passed on through the hall
into the dining-room, saying to the maid: "Bring some food for this dear
child; he has fasted all day."

A pitcher of milk and a plate of bread and honey were set beside a plate
of cold, broiled fish.

"Now I know this is the house," the boy exclaimed exultingly, "for they
had the fish, the bread and the honey! It's all here, just the same, and
he'll come to-night!"

Turning swiftly to the hall, the woman almost flew along the corridor to
meet her husband's steps. Drawing him to one side, she told with rapture
of her encounter and the sweet expectancy below.

"Now, Harold, Heaven has sent us a child, who shall be the angel to roll
away the stone from our grave. His wonderful vision must not be
darkened, neither his faith destroyed. Rise, my husband, to the most
glorious hour of your life. 'I shall know him by the love,' he said. Let
us see that he does."

Returning for the child and extending her hand with a smile, he eagerly
asked, "Will you wash and comb me to meet my papa? It isn't too late
yet, is it?"

The voice was half a sob, but full of hope. The ineffable trust pierced
her heart while reassuring him with swift, tender tones.

"Come, Phillip, we will go to him," she cried tremblingly.

As she opened the door upon a winning, noble-faced man with tears on his
cheek, smiling with outstretched arms upon the boy, he hesitated a
moment, took one step forward and then leaped into the open arms, threw
his noble head back, and gazed with lustrous, questioning eyes.

"You don't look like my papa, quite."

"No?" (anxiously).

"'Cause you are changed. But I know you by the love, and you know me,
don't you?"

"By the love, dear boy," with shining eyes, but marble lips.

The child nestled down upon the breast, his chest heaving, while the man
stroked the soft curls, soothing him with every word known to love's
alphabet, till finally, crooning a cradle song, the exhausted child fell
asleep. He had found a father by the love. His faith was saved, and by
it, she who had groped blindly among the tombs had found her Easter.

            --_From the Christian Observer_, March 30, 1904.
                              By Mrs. Helen Strong Thompson.


[256:A] _St. Luke, xxiv, 13._


Say "Yes" and "No" to a child and stick to it. This is the beginning of


The way to spoil a child is to give it all it wants and require nothing
in return. The way to make a child grow up sensible and unselfish is to
give it little, and require of it much. For it is not what others do for
us that benefits us, but what we do for ourselves and others.


Some one truly said, the best way for a man to train up a child in the
way it should go, is to travel that way sometimes himself.


_I Kings, i, 6_--"His father had not displeased him at any time in
saying, 'Why hast thou done so?'"

A young man, as he was going to the place of execution, desired to
whisper something into his mother's ear; but when she came, instead of
whispering, he bit off her ear, telling her, that it was because she did
not chastise him for his faults when a boy, he was brought to such an
unhappy end.


Could it be believed that a child should be forced to learn the
rudiments of a language which he is never to use, and neglect the
writing a good hand, and casting accounts?



Childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.



Children, a bond of union than which the human heart feels none more


What children hear at home soon flies abroad.



I never hear parents exclaim impatiently, "Children, you must not make
so much noise," that I do not think how soon the time may come when,
beside the vacant chair, those parents would give all the world, could
they hear once more the ringing laughter which once so disturbed them.

                                        --_A. E. Kittredge._


Children are certain cares, but uncertain comforts.


What is there in nature so dear to man as his own children?



The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.



     His cares are eased with intervals of bliss:
     His little children, climbing for a kiss,
     Welcome their father's late return at night.




Whatever parent gives his children good instruction, and sets them at
the same time a bad example, may be considered as bringing them food in
one hand, and poison in the other.


Children have neither past nor future; and what scarcely ever happens to
us, they enjoy the present.

                                             --_La Bruyere._


An honorable life is the best legacy a father can leave to his children.


Children should not be flattered, but they should be encouraged. They
should not be so praised as to make them vain and proud, but they should
be commended when they do well.


Children are excellent physiognomists, and soon discover their real


_Dr. Guthrie_--He believed--to use his own words--that "where parents
will never punish their children, those children will punish them."

                                _From Dr. Guthrie's Memoir._


Indulgence to children breeds ingratitude.


A man who gives his children habits of industry, provides for them
better than by giving them a fortune.



Choose rather to leave your children well instructed than rich. For the
hopes of the learned are better than the riches of the ignorant.



You would not be in a Japanese house long without noticing their extreme
politeness, and that this politeness was especially shown by children
toward their parents. The one thing that Japanese children must learn is
perfect obedience; a child would as soon think of refusing to do a thing
altogether, when told, as to ask why he must do it.

A little * * * girl, the child of a missionary, was playing in the
street with some Japanese children.

"Mary," called her father from the house, "come in."

As she paid no attention, the others thought she had not heard, and
began to say to her: "Your august father is calling you," "Your
honorable parent is beckoning to you," and so on.

"I don't care," said Mary.

The children stopped playing and looked at her in astonishment. Her
father called her again. This time she answered crossly, "I don't want
to come in. What for?"

At this the children picked up their playthings and hurried home,
talking excitedly all the way. "Rude little foreigner!" "Bad little
girl!" they said, and it was a long time before Mary saw anything of her
friends again.

                                         _Juniors in Japan._


_Children_--Living jewels, dropped unstained from Heaven.



                           Children know,
     Instinctive taught, the friend and foe.


Do not confine your children to your own learning, for they were born in
another time.


Children are like the to-morrow of society.



Children think not of what is past, nor what is to come, but enjoy the
present time, which few of us do.



_Children_--I love these little people; and it is not a slight thing
when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.



Love of children is always the indication of a genial nature, a pure and
unselfish heart.



     What use to me the gold and silver hoard?
     What use to me the gems most rich and rare?
     Brighter by far--aye! bright beyond compare--
         The joys my children to my heart afford!


Children need models rather than critics.

                                         --_Joseph Joubert._


_Spurgeon said_: "With children we must mix gentleness with firmness;
they must not always have their own way, but they must not always be
thwarted. If we never have headaches through rebuking them, we shall
have plenty of heartaches when they grow up. If you yield up your
authority once, you will hardly ever get it again."


Parents deserve reproof when they refuse to benefit their children by
proper discipline.


My dearest pastime is with children.


Children are poor men's riches.


Nothing has a better effect upon children than praise.

                                          --_Sir P. Sidney._


_Their Little Needs_--It is often asserted that both men and women would
be selfish beings but for children. They call out, and refine, and
soften the best feelings of the parental heart. Their little needs are
so many, and their simple ignorance so affecting, and their very
caprices so winning, that love and attention flow out to them almost

That must be a hardened nature which can be unmoved by the soft touch,
the playful childishness, and the hundred little pranks of a baby.



You can not expect better manners from your children than you teach
them. They imitate instinctively.


Children should be taught early to sympathize with the deformed, the
crippled, and otherwise unfortunate beings: A little dwarfed girl in one
of our great cities committed suicide a few years ago because she was
so weary of being laughed at and ridiculed by her associates in the
streets and at school.

An old street pedlar was set upon by school children and so annoyed and
misused that he became insane.



A young preacher recently called upon an eminent Divine, and in the
course of conversation asked him how many children he had. "Four, sir,"
was the reply. At the supper-table, the visitor perceived two beautiful
children seated by the side of the mother. Turning to his host, he said,
"I thought you had four children, sir: Where are the other two?" Lifting
his eyes, the holy man of God pointed upwards, while a sweet smile broke
over his countenance. "They are in Heaven," he repeated slowly and
calmly; "yet my children still: not dead, but gone before."


Dr. Samuel Johnson once said, "Above all, accustom your children
constantly to tell the truth; without varying in any circumstance." A
lady who heard him said, "Nay, this is too much, for a little variation
in narrative must happen a thousand times a day, if one is not
perpetually watching." "Well, madam," said the Doctor, "you ought to be
perpetually watching."


He knows not what love is, that has no children.


Children are travelers newly arrived in a strange country; we should
therefore make conscience not to mislead them.



A lady had two children--both girls. The elder was a fair child; the
younger a beauty, and the mother's pet. Her whole love centered in it.
The elder was neglected, while "Sweet" (the pet name of the younger)
received every attention that affection could bestow. One day, after a
severe illness, the mother was sitting in the parlor, when she heard a
childish footstep on the stairs, and her thoughts were instantly with
the favorite.

"Is that you, Sweet?" she enquired.

"No, mamma," was the sad, touching reply, "it isn't Sweet: it's only

The mother's heart smote her; and from that hour "only me" was restored
to an equal place in her affections.


Children are usually what their mothers were, or are.



Be careful to discountenance in children anything that looks like rage
and furious anger.



Children will grow up substantially what they are by nature--and only

                                             --_Mrs. Stowe._


_St. Luke, xxiv, 29_--"Abide with us, for it is toward evening, and the
day is far spent."

(Two of the disciples to our Lord on the way to Emmaus.)



The following description is alleged to be derived from an ancient
manuscript sent by Publius Lentellus, President of Judea, to the Senate
of Rome:

     "There lives at this time in Judea, a man of singular
     character, whose name is Jesus Christ. The barbarians esteem
     Him as their prophet; but His followers adore Him as the
     immediate offspring of the immortal God. He is endowed with
     such unparalleled virtue as to call back the dead from their
     graves and to heal every kind of disease with a word or a
     touch. His person is tall and elegantly shaped; His aspect,
     amiable and reverend; His hair flows in those beauteous shades
     which no united colors can match, falling in graceful curls
     below His ears, agreeably couching on His shoulders, and
     parting on the crown of His head; His dress, that of the sect
     of Nazarites; His forehead is smooth and large; His cheeks
     without blemish, and of roseate hue; His nose and mouth are
     formed with exquisite symmetry; His beard is thick and
     suitable to the hair of His head, reaching a little below His
     chin, and parting in the middle below; His eyes are clear,
     bright, and serene.

     "He rebukes with mildness, and invokes with the most tender
     and persuasive language--His whole address, whether in word or
     deed, being elegantly grave, and strictly characteristic of so
     exalted a being. No man has seen Him laugh, but the whole
     world beholds Him weep frequently, and so persuasive are His
     tears that the whole multitude can not withhold their tears
     from joining in sympathy with Him. He is moderate, temperate,
     and wise; in short, whatever the phenomenon may turn out in
     the end, He seems at present to be a man of excellent beauty
     and Divine perfection, every way surpassing man."



To turn one's back on the Memorial Supper is to disregard the most
tender, and loving, and melting of all our Saviour's commandments. It is
not needful to know just how obedience will help us. It is enough to
know that it was His dying command that we keep it till He come.

                                         --_Henry M. Grout._


No man ought to profess the name of Christ who is not willing to do the
deeds of Christ.


Our Saviour is represented everywhere in Scripture as the special patron
of the poor and afflicted.




_Mark, vi, 3._

     Yes, yes, a Carpenter, same trade as mine.
     It warms my heart as I read that line.
     I can stand the hard work, I can stand the poor pay,
     For I'll see that Carpenter at no distant day.

                     --_From Thoughts for Every-day Living._


He that thinks he hath no need of Christ hath too high thoughts of
himself. He that thinks Christ can not help him hath too low thoughts of

                                             --_John Mason._


A Christian is the highest style of man.



He that is a good man, is three-quarters of his way towards the being a
good Christian, wheresoever he lives, or whatsoever he is called.



     There is no fire without heat,
     No light without brightness,
     No voice without sound,
     No water without moisture,
     And there is no Christian
     Who is not Christlike.

                                       --_Rev. L. W. Irwin._


As Henry Drummond, on board a government packet, was steaming away from
that group of islands known as the New Hebrides, after having visited
the missions there, he was asked by a fellow-passenger who had been
visiting the islands for a very different purpose, what good the
missionary had been to those people. "My dear young man," said Drummond,
"only for the missionary, you and I, instead of being in this cabin,
would probably by this time have been inside some of those savages, as
you call them, who waved us such an affectionate farewell from their
shores." Yes, Christianity is now recognized the world over, as foremost
among the moral forces that are civilizing the dark corners of the
earth. Even Matthew Arnold was forced to admit that there is no
civilization without it. "Show me," he said, "ten square miles outside
of Christianity where the life of man or woman is safe, and I'll throw
over Christianity at once."

                            --_From the Missionary Outlook._


Christmas is truly merry only to those who think of others.



A visiting bishop, in Washington, was arguing with a senator on the
desirability of attending church. At last he put the question squarely:
"What is your personal reason for not attending?"

The senator smiled in a no-offense-intended way, as he replied: "The
fact is, one finds so many hypocrites there."

Returning the smile, the bishop said:

"Don't let that keep you away, senator; there's always room for one

                                           --_Evening Post._


Some bring their clothes to church rather than themselves.


Bare communion with a good church can never alone make a good man.

                                              --_Dr. South._



It has seemed sometimes in recent years as if the deaths were more than
the births. This has brought home to the Church the absolute need of the
revival of religion if Christianity is not to perish from the world
which it has re-made. The Church is not an establishment in the world,
but an encampment. She has no natural increase. She lives only by
capture, by winning over from the world the citizens that make her
number. One must arm another with the Christian panoply, if the Church
is to continue.

                                     --_The British Weekly._



I was once preaching in Scotland, and when I got to the church it was so
cold that I could see my breath three feet away, said Rev. D. L. Moody.
I said to the "beadle," as they call him:

"Aren't you going to have any heat in this building?"

He said they had no stoves or any other provision for heat.

"Well, how do you expect people to get warm?"

"Oh!" he said, "we expect the pulpit to warm us up."

NOTE: _In Dr. Guthrie's Autobiography_, vol. I, page 125--Describing the
first church he became pastor of, in Arbirlot, in 1830, he says: "As to
stoves, they were never thought of--the pulpit had to keep the people



A minister, observing that some of his people made a practice of coming
in very late, and after a considerable part of the sermon was over,
determined that they should feel the force of public reproof. One day,
therefore, as they entered the place of worship at their usual late
hour, the minister, addressing his congregation, said: "But, my hearers,
it is time for us now to conclude, for here are our friends just come to
fetch us home."

We may easily conjecture what the parties felt at this curious but
pointed address.




A country minister in Scotland, who was much annoyed by two members of
his congregation, Macpherson and Macintosh, sleeping during the sermon,
hit upon a way to put an end to this state of matters. Calling on
Macintosh, he said: "By the way, Mr. Macintosh, have you ever noticed
Mr. Macpherson sleeping during the sermon?" "Many a time," replied
Macintosh, virtuously. "Well, next Sunday you might sit beside
Macpherson and try and keep him awake." "I'll do that sir," said
Macintosh. Then the minister went to Macpherson and went through the
same programme concerning Macintosh.

Next Sunday it was highly amusing to those in the secret to see
Macintosh and Macpherson sitting next to each other, both perfectly wide


When once thy foot enters the church, beware, God is more there than
thou; for thou art there only by His permission. Then beware and make
thyself all reverence and fear.



Take the child to church, whether he likes it or not. What he likes has
nothing to do with it; what is best for him is the only question.

                                         --_Bishop Vincent._


There are two classes of people in the church; the one is made up of
those who do the hard work of the church, and the other of those who sit
at home and--criticise.

                                        --_Lutheran Weekly._


Men are dependent on circumstances, and not circumstances on men.



A great merchant was asked by what means he contrived to realize so
large a fortune as he possessed. His reply was: "Friend, by one article
alone, in which thou may'st deal too if thou pleasest--civility."


Civility is a desire to receive civility, and to be accounted well-bred.



The clergyman who lives in the city may have piety, but he must have




     Before me on the mantel-block,
     There ticks a busy little clock--
         The measurer of time.
     It never stops or tries to shirk;
     Unceasingly it plies its work
         With zeal almost sublime.

     Oh could I work as steadily,
     Oh could I just as faithful be,
         As this minute machine--
     My life would be filled with success,
                             with industry,
                             with usefulness,
                             and happiness serene.

                            _M. in Hampden-Sidney Magazine._


I do not envy a clergyman's life as an easy life, nor do I envy the
clergyman who makes it an easy life.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


A clergyman should never come tired before his people, but rather like
an engine when it leaves the round-house, oiled, equipped with fuel and
water, and with all its strength waiting to be put forth.


In his last annual report, President Eliot states that the average age
of students entering Harvard is eighteen years of age and ten months. He
then intimates that if students could be induced to enter college
earlier, as they did in Emerson's time, there would be fewer failures.


     When musing on companions gone
     We doubly feel ourselves alone.


"Aye gang (always go) wi' them that's better than yerself."

                                      --_Old Scotch Saying._

If this was done generally, there would be a levelling up, instead of a
levelling down.


Pleasant company shortens the miles.



      Mothers of many, with envious eyes,
          Gaze as I drive through the evening cool,
      Swift as I pass them, we mingle our sighs,
          For my arms are empty--and theirs over-full.

     "See her," they say, "with her laces and pearls!
          All for the rich! 'Tis the world's common rule.
      We have but rags for our boys and our girls;
          Empty our pockets--her coffers are full."

      Mothers! To yours, tender voices reply,
          Little ones' hands at your skirts softly pull;
      Widowed and lonely and childless am I,
          Empty my heart--though my coffers are full.

                                             --_Gus Gordon._



     Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
                   O sweet content!
     Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplexed?
                   O punishment!


Every one must see daily instances of people who complain, from a mere
habit of complaining.



A compliment is usually accompanied with a bow, as if to beg pardon for
paying it.

                                             --_J. C. Hare._


Illuminate me with a ray of your intelligence!


Deference is the most complicate, the most indirect, and the most
elegant of all compliments.


_Legitimate Sport_--Those who fish for compliments deserve to get a


To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the



Never seem wiser, nor more learned, than the people you are with.


I've never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry
their comfort about with them.


Conceit may puff a man up, but never prop him up.



Many persons are obliged to their imagination for more than
three-fourths of their importance.


Discuss your plans with many, decide on them with few, or by yourself.


Between right and wrong never waver a moment.

                                        --_From the German._


Confidence always gives pleasure to the man in whom it is placed.


No one so sure but he may miss.



Don't cry hurrah till you are over the bridge.

                                        --_From the German._


Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged bosom.

                                               --_Wm. Pitt._


He who knows the road, can ride at full trot.

                                       --_From the Italian._


Never put much confidence in those who put no confidence in others.



A good conscience is sometimes sold for money, but never bought with it.


Money dishonestly acquired is never worth its cost, while a good
conscience never costs as much as it is worth.


A clear conscience is a good pillow.



A quiet conscience makes one so serene!


Conscience is the chamber of justice.



Conscience may be said to be the voice of God within us.



Conscience, that sound of God in the human heart, whose "still small
voice" the loudest revelry can not drown.

                                         --_W. H. Harrison._


_Consistency_--Thou art a jewel!


     Is there no constancy in earthly things?
     No happiness in us, but what must alter?


Do even as you will, that this dispute live not between us as a
consuming fire forever!



     Where two discourse, if the one's anger rise,
     The man who lets the contest fall is wise.



"I never complained of my condition but once," said an old man, "when my
feet were bare and I had no money to buy shoes; but I met a man without
feet, and became contented."


It is right to be contented with what we have, but never with what we

                                   --_Sir James Mackintosh._


A favorite saying of the beloved Dr. John A. Broaddus was: "It is better
to like what you have, than to have what you like."

                                     --_Christian Observer._


If you live according to nature, you never will be poor; if according to
the world's caprice, you never will be rich.


     Happy the man, whose wish and care
       A few paternal acres bound,
     Content to breathe his native air
       In his own ground.


Since we have loaves, let us look not for cakes.



To be content with little is difficult; to be content with

                                 --_Marie Ebner Eschenbach._


If thou hast but little, make it not less by murmuring.



Contentment will make a cabbage look as fair as a palace.

                                              --_W. Secker._


May we never murmur without a cause, nor have cause to murmur.


He that is rich need not live sparingly, and he that can live sparingly
need not be rich.


     Some have too much, yet still do crave;
         I have little, and seek no more:
     They are but poor, though much they have,
         And I am rich with little store;
     They poor, I rich; they beg, I give;
         They lack, I have; they pine, I live.

                           --_Sir Edward Dyer, (Died 1607.)_


     If all the gems of earth were mine
       And wealth and power were to me sent,
     How infinitely poor I'd be
       Without content.

                                         --_Annie W. McCoy._


Is it possible to find perfect contentment? Some one once said:--"The
secret of perfect contentment is, that there isn't any."


"It is a great blessing to possess what one wishes," said one to an
ancient philosopher, who replied, "It is a greater blessing still, not
to desire what one does not possess."


Contentment is a pearl of great price, and whoever procures it at the
expense of ten thousand desires, makes a wise and happy purchase.

                                             --_J. Balgury._


He that deserves nothing should be content with anything.


He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not,
but rejoices for those which he has.



When the well is dry, then we all know the worth of water.


     In conversation avoid the extremes of
                 and Reserve.



_Conversation._--To please others we should talk on subjects they like
and that interest them; avoid disputes, seldom ask questions, and never
let them see that we pretend to be better informed than they are.



The first ingredient in conversation is truth, the next good sense, the
third good humor, and the fourth wit.

                                          --_Sir W. Temple._


Conversation is the music of the mind; an intellectual orchestra, where
all the instruments should bear a part, but where none should play



Never argue in society; if any person differs from you, bow, and turn
the conversation.



     I never, with important air,
     In conversation overbear.

                                           --_Gay's Fables._


One of the best rules in conversation is, never say a thing which any of
the company can reasonably wish had been left unsaid.



_Conversation._--As it is the mark of great minds to say many things in
a few words, so it is that of little minds to use many words to say

     "So much they talked, so very little said."


To say nothing charmingly is a great gift.


_Conversation._--In general those who nothing have to say contrive to
spend the longest time in doing it.

                                   --_An Oriental Apologue._


With thee conversing, I forget all time.



It is better to turn back than to go astray.

                                        --_From the German._


He who converses with no one, learns nothing.


As rust corrupts iron, so envy corrupts man.



_Corporations have no souls_:--Lord Chancellor Thurlow said, "that
corporations have neither bodies to be punished, nor souls to be
condemned; they therefore do as they like."


     Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
     Of an unmeasurable length: they spread
     Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence
     Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.

                                  --_Beaumont and Fletcher._


The thatched cottage where one is merry, is preferable to a palace where
one weeps.

                                       --_From the Chinese._


Good counsel never comes too late.



From a safe port 'tis easy to give counsel.


He that winna be counselled canna be helped.



In many counsellors there is safety.

                                         --_From the Latin._


     Cheerful looks make every dish a feast,
     And 'tis that, that crowns a welcome.



The countenance is frequently more expressive than the tongue.


A pleasing countenance is no slight advantage.



A smiling countenance indicates courtesy, joy, good humor and happiness.


The character of a man's native country is as strongly impressed on his
mind as its accent is on his tongue.




The fact that the following verses are heard to-day proves their
"convenience," to say the least, for they were written by William
Livingston in 1747:----

     Mine be the pleasure of a rural life,
     From noise remote, and ignorant of strife,
     Far from the painted belle and white-gloved beau,
     The lawless masquerade, and midnight show,
     From lapdogs, courtiers, garters, stars,
     Fops, fiddlers, tyrants, emperors, and czars!

                                      --_Christian Advocate_



     A breath of unadulterated air,
     The glimpse of a green pasture, how they cheer
     The citizen, and brace his languid frame.
     Even in the stifling bosom of the town;
     A garden, in which nothing thrives, has charms
     That soothe the rich possessor.
     And are these not all proofs that man immured
     In cities, still retains his inborn inextinguishable
     Thirst of rural scenes, compensating his loss
     By supplemental shifts the best he may?



     Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
     Who never to himself hath said,
     "This is my own--my Native Land!"
     Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned
     As home his footsteps he hath turned
     From wandering on a foreign strand?
     If such there breathe, go--mark him well;
     For him no minstrel raptures swell;
     High though his titles, proud his name,
     Boundless his wealth as wish can claim--
     Despite those titles, power and pelf,
     The wretch, concentred all in self,
     Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
     And, doubly dying, shall go down
     To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
     Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


The wise men of Greece were asked which was the best governed country.
Clemenese replied, "the people who have more respect for the laws than
the orators."


He who loves not his country, can love nothing.


A great deal of talent is lost to the world for the want of courage.

                                               --_S. Smith._


Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy.



The courtesy with which I receive a stranger, and the civility I show
him, form the background on which he paints my portrait.


Courtesy on one side, never lasts long.


Men dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.



_Courtship and Marriage._--"Their courtship was carried on in poetry."
Alas! many a pair have courted in poetry, and after marriage lived in



Courtship may be said to consist of a number of quiet attentions, not so
pointed as to alarm, nor so vague as not to be understood.



_Covetousness._--A young man once picked up a sovereign lying in the
road. Ever afterward, in walking along, he kept his eye fixed steadily
upon the ground in hopes to find another. And in the course of a long
life he did pick up, at different times, a goodly number of coins, gold
and silver. But all these years, while he was looking for them, he saw
not that the heavens were bright above him, and nature beautiful around.
He never once allowed his eye to look up from the mud and filth in which
he sought his treasure; and when he died--a rich old man--he only knew
this fair earth as a dirty road to pick up money as you walk along. Thus
you see the desire of having is the sin of covetousness.

                                            --_Dr. Jeffrey._


The coward only threatens when he is secure.



The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.


Credit, like a looking-glass, broken once, is gone, alas!


He who doesn't take care of his credit will soon have none to take care


There are two directly opposite reasons why some men cannot get
credit--one is because he is not known--the other because he is.



     The critic stood with scornful eye
       Before a picture on the wall:
     "You call this art? Now see that fly,
       It is not natural at all.

     It has too many legs, its head
       Is far too large--who ever saw
     A fly like that, so limp and dead,
       And wings that look as if they--pshaw!"

     And with a gesture of disgust
       He waved his hand, when lo! the fly
     Flew from the picture. "Ah! some dust,"
       The critic said, "was in my eye."

                                            --_Henry Coyle._

Some one has said that finding fault is done on a smaller capital than
any other business, and it is a very fascinating business, too, for
people of--small calibre.


     A man must serve his time to every trade,
     Save censure; critics all are ready-made.



The culture of a man is like the changing of raw material into the
manufactured article. The uncultured man is comparatively helpless and

                                --_The Religious Telescope._


     Curiosity! who hath not felt
     Its spirit, and before its altar knelt?


     Custom forms us all;
     Our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed belief
     Are consequences of our place of birth.




_Daughter._--To a father waxing old nothing is dearer than a daughter;
sons have spirits of higher pitch, but less inclined to sweet endearing




     This day my loved one leaves me, and my heart
     Is heavy with its grief: the streams of sorrow,
     Choked at the source, repress my faltering voice.
     I have no words to speak; mine eyes are dimmed
     By the dark shadows of the thoughts that rise
     Within my soul. If such the force of grief
     In an old hermit parted from his nursling,
     What anguish must the stricken parent feel
     Bereft forever of an only daughter!

     Weep not my daughter, check the gathering tear
     That lurks beneath thine eyelid, ere it flow
     And weaken thy resolve; be firm and true--
     True to thyself and me, the path of life
     Will lead o'er hill and plain, o'er rough and smooth,
     And all must feel the steepness of the way,
     Tho' rugged be thy course, press boldly on.

     Honor thy betters; even be respectful
     To those above thee. Should thy wedded lord
     Treat thee with harshness, thou must never be
     Harsh in return, but patient and submissive.
     Be to thy menials courteous, and to all
     Placed under thee considerate and kind:
     Be never self-indulgent, but avoid
     Excess in pleasure; and, when fortune smiles
     Be not puffed up. Thus to thy husband's house
     Wilt thou a blessing prove, and not a curse.


     See here it is dawning
         Another bright day:
     Think wilt thou let it
       Slip uselessly away?


He mourns the dead who lives as they desire.

                                           --_Dr. E. Young._


One of the Fathers said: "That there is but this difference between the
death of old and young men,--that old men go to death, and death comes
to young men."




There was a certain nobleman who kept a fool, to whom he one day gave a
staff, with a charge to keep it till he should meet with one who was a
greater fool than himself. Not many years after, the nobleman fell sick,
even unto death. The fool came to see him: his lord said to him--"I must
shortly leave you." "And whither are you going?" said the fool. "Into
another world," replied his lordship. "And when will you come again?
Within a month?" "No." "Within a year?" "No." "When then?" "Never."
"Never!" said the fool, "and what provision hast thou made for thy
entertainment there, whither thou goest?" "None at all." "No!" said the
fool, "none at all! Here then, take my staff; for with all my folly, I
am not guilty of any such folly as this."


The divinity who rules within us, forbids us to leave this world without
his command.



When a man dies, they who survive him, ask what property he has left
behind. The angel who bends over the dying man, asks what good deeds he
has sent before him.


Happy is, or ought to be, the man who owes nothing.


If you would avoid paying debts, avoid incurring them.


     But wealth and power have no immortal day,
     For all things ripen only to decay.



     Lose this day loitering,--'t will be the same story
     To-morrow, and the next more dilatory;
     The indecision brings its own delays,
     And days are lost lamenting over days.
     Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute,
     What you can do, or dream you can, begin it.
     Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
     Only engage, and then the mind grows heated,--
         And then the work
                        Will be completed.

                                       --_J. W. Von Goethe._


Let him that hath done the good office conceal it; let him that hath
received it disclose it.



     He built a house, time laid it in the dust;
         He wrote a book, its title now forgot;
         He ruled a city, but his name is not
     On any tablet graven, or where rust
     Can gather from disuse, or marble bust.
         He took a child from out a wretched cot,
         Who on the state dishonor might have brought,
     And reared him to the Christian's hope and trust.
     The boy to manhood grown, became a light
     To many souls, preached for human need
     The wondrous love of the Omnipotent.
         The work has multiplied like stars at night
         When darkness deepens; every noble deed
         Lasts longer, than a granite monument.

                                        --_Sarah H. Bolton._


"He wishes well" is worthless, unless the deed go with it.



_Deformed._--Mock not at those who are misshapen by nature. He that
despiseth them despiseth God that made them.

                                             --_Dr. Fuller._


Away with delay! it always injures those that are prepared.



Do not delay: the golden moments fly!



True delicacy, that most beautiful heart-leaf of humanity, exhibits
itself most significantly in little things.


Nothing prevents our being natural so much as the desire to appear so.



Remember that your dependents have seldom a full power of replying to
you; and let the recollection of that make you especially considerate in
your dealings with them.

                                       --_Sir Arthur Helps._


Honorable descent is in all nations greatly esteemed; besides, it is to
be expected that the children of men of worth will be like their



     When any great design thou dost intend,
     Think on the means, the manner, and the end.

                                          --_Sir J. Denham._


The desires of man increase with his acquisitions.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._



     Ships that pass at night, and speak each other in passing,
     Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness:
     So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another,
     Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.




     The shadow by my finger cast
     Divides the future from the past:
     Before it sleeps the unborn hour
     In darkness, and beyond thy power:
     Behind its unreturning line,
     The vanished hour, no longer thine:
     One hour alone is in thy hands--
     The Now on which the shadow stands.

                                         --_Henry Van Dyke._



Not till after the death of a member of Parliament, a prominent county
magistrate, the owner of large estates, and an active, public-spirited
man in all local and national matters, was it known by those who had not
seen him, that it was but the misshapen block of a man that had lived
this active, manly life.

He was born with neither legs nor arms. After his death his story was
told: how he resolved, when but a boy, to act and live as did other
boys, without regard to his horrible misfortune; how he persisted in
studying every book, in learning every game, in joining in every
amusement possible to him, with his companions. How, to the last year of
his life, he held himself to be as responsible as other men, and bravely
paid every tithe of duty to God and to his fellows.

Even in lesser matters in life he pressed to the front. He was the most
genial, witty guest at social dinner tables. Strapped to his horse, he
hunted foxes in Yorkshire, or tigers in India, and with his brothers
made long journeys in other parts of the world. Everywhere his
cheerfulness and gaiety gave new life to duller souls.

Is there no lesson for us all in the life of this gallant gentleman?

                                      --_Youth's Companion._


Dr. Roux, the celebrated French physician, said: "The greater part of
preparation for the digestion of food takes place in the mouth."


     True dignity exists independent of--
     "Studied gestures or well-practiced smiles."


We have all met with a great many disappointments, and if we live much
longer, shall likely meet with many more.


     _Discontented People._--You have such a February face,
            So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness.


       'Tis not my talent to conceal my thoughts,
     Or carry smiles and sunshine in my face,
     When discontent sits heavy at my heart.



Discontent is a man's, and a woman's, worst enemy.



     Thinkest thou the man whose mansions hold
     The worldling's pomp, and miser's gold,
           Obtains a richer prize
     Than he, who, in his cot at rest,
     Finds heavenly peace a willing guest,
     And bears the promise in his breast
           Of treasures in the skies?

                                         --_Mrs. Sigourney._


Be discreet in all things, and so render it unnecessary to be mysterious
about anything.



Thy friend has a friend, and thy friend's friend has a friend;--be


Woe unto him that increaseth that which is not his!

                                         --_Habakkuk 2, 6v._


No man's disposition will alter, say what we may.


Shut not thy purse-strings always against distress.

                                           --_Charles Lamb._


     Thou, who feelest not for the distress of others,
     Meritest not to be called by the name of man.


It is better occasionally to be deceived in people than for one to be
always distrustful.


     God and the doctor we alike adore
     In times of danger, only,--not before:
     The danger past, both are alike requited;
     God, is alas!--forgotten, and the doctor--slighted.



Did you never observe that dogs have not the power of comparing? A dog
will take a small bit of meat as readily, when both are before him.

                                      --_Dr. Sam'l Johnson._



     When wise Ulysses, from his native coast
     Long kept by wars, and long by tempests tost,
     Arrived at last, poor, old, disguised, alone,
     To all his friends, and ev'n his queen, unknown:
     Chang'd as he was with age, and toils, and cares,
     Furrow'd his rev'rend face, and white his hairs,
     In his own palace forc'd to ask his bread,
     Scorn'd by those slaves his former bounty fed,
     Forgot of all his own domestic crew;
     The faithful _dog_ alone his master knew!
     Unfed, unhous'd, neglected, on the clay
     Like an old servant, now cashier'd he lay;
     And, tho' e'en then expiring on the plain
     Touch'd with resentment of ungrateful man,
     And longing to behold his ancient lord again.
     Him, when he saw--he rose, and crawl'd to meet,
     'Twas all he could, and fawn'd, and kiss'd his feet,
     Seized with dumb joy: then, falling by his side,
     Own'd his returning lord, look'd up, and died.



Food remains for three days in the stomach of the dog, because God knew
that his food would be scanty.

                                        --_From the Talmud._


If you are in doubt whether to write a letter or not--don't! The advice
applies to doubts in life besides that of letter writing.



     Our doubts are traitors,
     And make us love the good we oft might win,
     By fearing to attempt.




     The room is old--the night is cold,--
       But night is dearer far than day;
     For then, in dreams, to him it seems
       That she's returned who's gone away!
     His tears are pass'd--he clasps her fast,--
       Again she holds him on her knee;
     And, in his sleep, he murmurs deep,
       "Oh! mother, go no more from me!"


_Dreams._--Children of night, of indigestion bred.



     We sacrifice to dress, till household joys
     And comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry,
     And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires,
     And introduces hunger, frost and woe,
     Where peace and hospitality might have reign'd.



Those who think that in order to dress well, it is necessary to dress
extravagantly or grandly, make a great mistake. Nothing so well becomes
true feminine beauty as simplicity.

     No real happiness is found
     In trailing purple o'er the ground.

                                       --_Geo. D. Prentice._


_Numbers vi, 3._--"He shall separate himself from wine and strong

A heathen king, who had been for years confirmed in the sin of
drunkenness by the evil practices of white men on the Sandwich Islands,
had been led to forsake the dreadful habit. He said lately to a
missionary, "suppose you put four thousand dollars in one hand, and a
glass of rum in the other; you say, you drink this rum, I give you four
thousand dollars, I no drink it; you say you kill me, I no drink it."



In an address to a temperance society, Admiral Capps told a story which
is printed in the New York _Tribune_.--A man who had ruined his health
with alcohol sat looking sadly at his wife, to whom he had made many
promises of reform.

"Jenny," he said, "you are a clever woman, a courageous, good woman. You
should have married a better man than I am."

She looked at him, thin-limbed and stoop-shouldered, prematurely old,
and answered, quietly, "I did, James."


_Genesis ix, 21_--"Noah drank of the wine, and was drunken."

A person in Maryland, who was addicted to drunkenness, hearing a
considerable uproar in his kitchen one night, felt the curiosity to step
without noise to the door, to know what was the matter; when he found
his servants indulging in the most unbounded roars of laughter at a
couple of negro boys, who were mimicking himself in his drunken
fits!--as how he reeled and staggered--how he looked and nodded--and
hiccupped and tumbled. The pictures which these children of nature drew
of him, and which had filled the rest with such inexhaustible merriment,
struck him with so salutary a disgust, that from that night he became a
perfectly sober man, to the great joy of his wife and children.


     From drink, with its ruin, and sorrow and sin,
           I surely am safe if I never begin.


Pray tell me whence you derive the origin of the word dun? The true
origin of this expression owes its birth to one Joe Dunn, a famous
bailiff of the town of Lincoln, England, so extremely active, and so
dexterous at the management of his rough business, that it became a
proverb, when a man refused to pay his debts, "Why don't you Dun him?"
that is, why don't you send Dun to arrest him? Hence it grew a custom,
and is now as old as since the days of Henry VII.



     Knowledge is the hill which few may hope to climb;
     Duty is the path that all may tread.

                                           --_Lewis Morris._


When a minister preaches his sermon, he should do so fearlessly, i. e.
like a man who cuts up a big log,--let the chips fall where they may.


Do what you ought, come what may.



_Duty_:--I hate to see a thing done by halves; if it be right, do it
boldly; if wrong, leave it undone.



Whosoever contents himself with doing the little duties of the day,
great things will, by-and-by, present themselves to him for their
fulfilment also.

                                            --_Howard Pyle._


We make time for duties we love.




One should choose a wife with the ears, rather than with the eyes.



What is told in the ear, is often heard a hundred miles off.



'Tis easy for any man who has his foot unentangled by sufferings, both
to exhort and to admonish him that is in difficulties.



If you take things easy when you ought to be doing your best work, you
will probably have to keep hard at work when you might be taking it


Nothing is easy to the unwilling.

                                        --_From the German._


He that eats longest lives longest.


Half of what we eat is sufficient to enable us to live, and the other
half that we eat enables the doctors to live.

                                              --_Dr. Osler._


Economy is the easy chair of old age.


He that will not economize may some day have to agonize.



Economy is no disgrace; it is better living on a little, than living
beyond your means.


In abundance prepare for scarcity.



Lay up something for a rainy day; it may be needed some day.


Economy is something like a savings-bank, into which we drop pennies and
get dollars in return.

                                             --_H. W. Shaw._


Take care to be an economist in prosperity: there is no fear of your
being one in adversity.



     For age and want, save while you may,
     No morning sun lasts a whole day.


Economy is too late at the bottom of the purse.


     Spend not when you must save,
     Spare not when you must spend.



Every man must educate himself. His books and teacher are but helps; the
work is his.



Scottish Education. "A boy was compelled by the poverty of his parents
to leave school and take temporary work as an assistant to Lady
Abercombie's gardener. When his services were no longer required, the
lady gave him a guinea and said, 'Well, Jack, how are you going to spend
your guinea?' 'Oh my lady,' he replied, 'I've just made up my mind to
tak' a quarter o' Greek, for I hadna got beyond Latin when I left

                                            --_Dr. J. Herr._


Nearly all things are difficult before they are easy.

                                        --_From the French._


There is as much eloquence in the tone of voice, in the eyes, and in the
air of a speaker, as in his choice of words.




One would not imagine who has not given particular attention, that the
body should be susceptible to such variety of attitudes and emotions, as
readily to accompany every different emotion with a corresponding
expression. Humility for example, is expressed naturally by hanging the
head; arrogance, by its elevation; and languor or despondence, by
reclining it to one side. The expressions of the hands are manifold by
different attitudes and motions; they express desire, hope, fear; they
assist us in promising, in inviting, in keeping one at a distance; they
are made instruments of threatening, of supplication, of praise, and of
horror; they are employed in approving, in refusing, in questioning; in
showing our joy, our sorrow, our doubts, our regret, and our admiration.

                                             --_Lord Hames._


The evil one does not tempt people whom he finds suitably employed.

                                          --_Jeremy Taylor._


To be employed is to be happy.



Do good to thy friend, that he may be more thy friend; and unto thy
enemy, that he may become thy friend.


     He who has a thousand friends,
       Has never a one to spare,
     And he who has one enemy,
       Will be apt to meet him everywhere.


_Boswell said of Dr. Johnson_--"Though a stern true-born Englishman, and
fully prejudiced against all other nations, he had discernment enough to
see, and candour enough to censure, the cold reserve too common among
Englishmen towards strangers. 'Sir,' said he, (Johnson) 'two men of any
other nation who are shown into a room together, at a house where they
are both visitors, will immediately find some conversation. But two
Englishmen will probably go each to a different window, and remain in
obstinate silence. Sir, we as yet do not enough understand the common
rights of humanity.'"


Rochefoucauld said, "The truest mark of being born with great qualities
is being born without envy."


If we did but know how little some enjoy the great things they possess,
there would not be so much envy in the world.


All matches, friendships, and societies are dangerous and inconvenient,
where the contractors are not equal.



Equivocation is first cousin to a lie.

                                        --_From the French._


What has been done amiss should be undone as quickly as possible.


Beware of errors of the mouth.



The man who never makes any blunders, seldom makes any good hits.


_Etiquette._--Good taste rejects excessive nicety; it treats little
things as little things, and is not hurt by them.


Certain signs precede certain events.




Sir Peter Lely made it a rule never to look at a bad picture, having
found by experience that whenever he did so, his pencil took a tint from
it. Bishop Home said of the above: "Apply this to bad books and bad


I am endowed by God with power to conquer all evil.



How quickly and quietly the eye opens and closes, revealing and
concealing a world!



     Achilles:      This is not strange, Ulysses,
     The beauty that is borne here in the face
     The bearer knows not, but commends itself
     To other's eyes: nor doth the eye itself,
     That most pure spirit of sense behold itself,
     Not going from itself, but eye to eye oppos'd
     Salutes each other.



The silent upbraiding of the eye is the very poetry of reproach; it
speaks at once to the imagination.

                                           --_Mrs. Balfour._


Eyes are more accurate witnesses than ears.



Old men's eyes are like old men's memories; they are strongest for
things a long way off.


The eyes of other people are the eyes that ruin us. If all but myself
were blind, I should never want a fine house nor fine furniture.



The eyes are the windows of the soul.

                                           --_Hiram Powers._


We always weaken whatever we exaggerate.

                                               --_La Harpe._


He who has seen much of the world, is very prone to exaggeration.


Every man is bound to tolerate the act of which he has himself given the



Noble examples excite us to noble deeds.


He who makes excuses, himself accuses.


A man must often exercise, or fast, or take physic, or be sick.

                                          --_Sir W. Temple._


I am no longer the fool I was, I have learned by experience.


All is but lip-wisdom, which wants experience.

                                      --_Sir Philip Sidney._


Among all classes of society we see extravagance keeping pace with
prosperity, and indeed outstripping it, realizing Archbishop Whately's
paradox: "The larger the income, the harder it is to live within it."

                                          --_Hugh S. Brown._



                A clouded face
     Strikes deeper than an angry blow.



     We write our lives upon our faces, deep,
     An autograph which they will always keep.
     Thoughts cannot come and leave behind no trace
     Of good or ill; they quickly find a place
     Where they who will may read as in a book,
     The hidden meaning of our slightest look.


Nature has written a letter of credit on some men's faces which is
honored wherever it is presented.



The surest way not to fail, is to determine to succeed.




In Ross-shire, Scotland, there is an immense mountain gorge. The rocks
have been rent in twain, and set apart twenty feet, forming two
perpendicular walls two hundred feet in height. On either side of these
natural walls, in crevices where earth has collected, grow wild flowers
of rare quality and beauty. A company of tourists visiting that part of
the country were desirous to possess themselves of specimens of these
beautiful mountain flowers; but how to obtain them they knew not. At
length they thought they might be gathered by suspending a person over
the cliff by a rope. They offered a Highland boy, who was near by, a
handsome sum of money to undertake the difficult and dangerous task. The
boy looked down into the awful abyss that yawned below, and shrunk from
the undertaking; but the money was tempting. Could he confide in the
strangers? Could he venture his life in their hands? He felt that he
could not; but he thought of his father, and, looking once more at the
cliff, and then at the proffered reward, his eyes brightened, and he
exclaimed: "I'll go if my father holds the rope." Beautiful illustration
of the nature of faith.


Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next.

                                              --_Dr. Young._


To be trusted is perhaps a greater compliment than to be loved.


He who believes in nobody knows that he himself is not to be trusted.



Trust not him that hath once broken faith.



It goes a great way toward making a man faithful, to let him understand
that you think him so.



All that a man gets by being untruthful is, that he is not believed when
he speaks the truth.


Telling an untruth is like leaving the highway and going into a tangled
forest. You know not how long it will take you to get back, or how much
you will suffer from the thorns and briers in the wild woods.


There is no greater mistake in social life than indulging in
over-familiarity. Intercourse, even between intimate friends, should
have some dignity about it.


A family is a little world within doors; the miniature resemblance of
the great world without.

                                            --_J. A. James._


Where can one be happier than in the bosom of his family?




                       We are all here--
     Father, mother, sister, brother,
     All who hold each other dear.
     Each chair is filled, we're all at home;
     To-night let no stranger come.
     It is not often thus around
     Our old, familiar hearth we're found
     Blessed, then, the meeting and the spot:
     For once be every care forgot;
     Let gentle peace assert her power,
     And kind affection rule the hour:
                       We're all, all here.

                                        --_Charles Sprague._


     Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been--
     A sound which makes us linger;--yet--farewell.




     If thou dost bid thy friend farewell,
     But for one night though that farewell may be,
     Press thou his hand in thine.
     How canst thou tell how far from thee
     Fate or caprice may lead his steps ere that to-morrow comes?
     Men have been known lightly to turn the corner of a street,
     And days have grown to months,
     And months to lagging years, ere they
     Have looked in loving eyes again . . . . . .
     Yea, find thou always time to say some earnest word
     Between the idle talk, lest with thee henceforth,
     Night and day, regret should walk.




It is a common complaint that the farm and farm life are not appreciated
by our people. We long for the more elegant pursuits, or the ways and
fashions, of the town. But the farmer has the most sane and natural
occupation, and ought to find it sweeter, if less highly seasoned, than
any other. He alone, strictly speaking, has a home. How many ties, how
many resources, he has!--his friendship with his cattle, his team, his
dog, his trees; the satisfaction in his growing crops, in his improved
fields; his intimacy with nature, with bird and beast, and with the
quickening elemental forces; his co-operations with the cloud, the sun,
the seasons, heat, wind, rain, frost. It humbles him, teaches him
patience and reverence. Cling to the farm, make much of it, put yourself
into it, bestow your heart and brain upon it.

                                         --_John Burroughs._



     Shun thou seats in the shade, nor sleep till the dawn! in the
     When it is harvest-time, and your skin is parched in the sunshine.



How beautiful is the following picture by Caroline Anne Bowles, only
child of Captain Charles Bowles, of Blackland, England. Born 1787:

     My father loved the patient angler's art,
     And many a summer's day, from early morn
     To latest evening, by some streamlet's side,
     We two have tarried; strange companionship!
     A sad and silent man; a joyous child!
     Yet those were days as I recall them now
     Supremely happy. Silent though he was,
     My father's eyes were often on his child
     Tenderly eloquent--and his few words
     Were kind and gentle. Never angry tone
     Repulsed me if I broke upon his thoughts
     With childish question. But I learned at last,
     Learned intuitively to hold my peace.
     When the dark hour was on him, and deep sighs
     Spoke the perturbed spirit--only then
     I crept a little closer to his side,
     And stole my hand in his, or on his arm
     Laid my cheek softly: till the simple wile
     Won on his sad abstraction, and he turned
     With a faint smile, and sighed and shook his head,
     Stooping toward me; so I reached at last
     Mine arm about his neck and clasped it close,
     Printing his pale brow with a silent kiss.

                              --_From Littell's Living Age._


_Love for a Father._--In the year 1773, a gentleman in England, whose
health was rapidly declining, was advised by his physicians to go to Spa
for the recovery of his health. His daughters feared that those who had
only motives entirely mercenary would not pay him that attention which
he might expect from those who, from duty and affection united, would
feel the greatest pleasure in ministering to his ease and comfort; they,
therefore, resolved to accompany him. They proved that it was not a
spirit of dissipation and gaiety that led them to the springs, for they
were not to be seen in any of the gay and fashionable circles; they were
never out of their father's company, and never stirred from home, except
to attend him, either to take the air or drink the waters; in a word,
they lived a most recluse life in the midst of a town then the resort of
the most illustrious and fashionable personages of Europe. This
exemplary attention to their father procured these three amiable sisters
the admiration of all the visitors at Spa, and was the cause of their
elevation to that rank in life to which their merits gave them so just a
title. They were all married to noblemen: one to the Earl of Beverly,
another to the Duke of Hamilton, and a third to the Duke of
Northumberland. And it is justice to them to say that they reflected
honor on their rank, rather than derived any from it.




                              I have a Father!
     It needeth not that I should see His face,
     When each new day brings token of His grace.
     Who can deny the Power that brings to pass
     The yearly miracle of springing grass?
     Who can withhold allegiance, that sees
     The harvest glory of the fruited trees?


     Confessing a fault makes half amends.
     Denying one doubles it.


Not to repent of a fault, is to justify it.



     Whoever thinks a faultless one to see
     Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er will be.



_Faults._--Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his
neighbors' faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.



     Better find one of our own faults,
           Than ten
                 Of our neighbor's.



Lord Bolingbroke was one evening at a large party. Political subjects
were talked of, and the conversation finally turned on the famous Duke
of Marlborough. Every one had something to say against him, many blaming
his avarice. Bolingbroke was silent. One of the company inquired, "How
is it that you say nothing? You knew him better than all of us, and
could tell us a good deal about him." Bolingbroke replied, "He was a
great man, and I have forgotten all his faults."


     Each should be sure of an untarnished name,
     Before he ventures others' faults to blame.


The greatest of faults, is to be conscious of none.


Wink at wee (little) faults; Your ain are muckle.



He who asks timidly courts a refusal.


There is pleasure in meeting the eyes of one on whom you are going to
confer a favor.

                                             --_La Bruyere._



     A little figure glided through the hall.
       "Is that you, Pet?" the words came tenderly.
     A sob--suppressed to let the answer fall,--
       "It isn't Pet, mama, it's only me."

     The quivering baby-lips! They had not meant
       To utter any word that could plant a sting,
     But to that mother-heart a strange pang went;
       She heard, and stood like a convicted thing.

     One instant, and a happy little face
       Thrilled 'neath unwonted kisses rained above;
     And from that moment "Only Me" had place
       And part with Pet in tender mother-love.


We like better to see those on whom we confer benefits, than those,
alas! from whom we receive them.


It is not the quantity of the meat but the cheerfulness of the guests,
which makes the feast.

                                         --_Lord Clarendon._


Feast to-day with many makes fast to-morrow.




     Accustom early in your youth
     To lay embargo on your mouth;
     And let no rarities invite
     To pall and glut your appetite;
     But check it always, and give o'er
     With a desire of eating more;
     For where one dies by inanition,
     A thousand perish by repletion:
     To miss a meal sometimes is good,--
     It ventilates and cools the blood.



Every young man has a fine season in his life when he will accept no
office, and every young woman has the same in hers, when she will accept
no husband; by and by they both change, and often take one another into
the bargain.




     He was--True as the needle to the pole,
             Or as the dial to the sun.



     Let others seek for empty joys
       At ball or concert, rout or play;
     Whilst, far from fashion's idle noise,
       Her gilded domes, and trappings gay,
     I while the wintry eve away,--
       'Twixt book and lute the hours divide
     And marvel how I e'er could stray
       From thee--my own Fireside!


     All that a fish drinks goes out at the gills.
         (Spent as soon as got.)


Did we not flatter ourselves, the flattery of others could never hurt



_Boswell_: "No quality will get a man more friends than a disposition to
admire the qualities of others. I do not mean flattery, but a sincere
admiration." _Johnson_: "Nay, Sir, flattery pleases very generally. In
the first place, the flatterer may think what he says to be true; but in
the second place, whether he thinks so or not, he certainly thinks those
whom he flatters of consequence enough to be flattered."

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


_Flowers._--These children of the meadows, born of sunshine and of



_Flowers._--Pretty daughters of the Earth and Sun.


What a desolate place would be a world without a flower! It would be a
face without a smile--a feast without a welcome Are not flowers the
stars of the earth? and are not the stars we see at night the flowers of


     It is my faith that every flower which blows
     Enjoys the air it breathes.



     How many a flower is born to blush unseen,
     And waste its sweetness on the desert air.



     I never cast a flower away,
       The gift of one who cared for me;
     A little flower--a faded flower,
       But it was done reluctantly.

                                           --_L. E. Landon._


Flowers are the pledges of fruit.

                                        --_From the Danish._


He who gives advice to a fool, beats the air with a stick.


None is a fool always, everyone sometimes.


_Infallible Test._--A theological student, supposed to be deficient in
judgment, was asked by a professor, in the course of a class
examination, "Pray, how would you discover a fool?" "By the questions he
would ask," was the rather stunning reply.


One never needs one's wits so much as when one has to do with a fool.


Nothing is so silly as to insist on being the only person who is right.


How ill white hairs become a fool and jester.


If all fools wore white caps, the majority of us would look like a flock
of geese.


Young folks tell what they do, old ones what they have done, and the
others (fools) what they intend to do.


Where force prevails, right perishes.



If there is a harvest ahead, even a distant one, it is poor thrift to be
stingy of your seed-corn!




     Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs
     No school of long experience, that the world
     Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen
     Enough of all its sorrows, crimes and cares
     To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood
     And view the haunts of Nature. The calm shade
     Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze
     That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm
     To thy sick heart.



A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the
true token of greatness.


                             If there be
     One of you all that ever from my presence
     I have with sadden'd heart unkindly sent,
     I here, in meek repentance, of him crave
     A brother's hand, in token of forgiveness.


     'Tis easier for the generous to forgive
     Than for the offender to ask it.



A gentleman went to a friend, in great anger at a real injury he had
received, which he intended to resent. After relating the particulars,
he enquired if it would not be _manly_ to resent it? His friend replied,
"Yes; it would doubtless be _manly_ to resent it, but it would be
_godlike_ to forgive it."



                               How beautifully falls
     Forgiveness--'tis the attribute of God--
     From human lips that bless'd word, Forgive;
     Thrice happy he whose heart has been so schooled
     That he can give it utterance; it imparts
     Celestial grandeur to the human soul,
     And maketh man an angel.


We forgive just as long as we love.



     Hast thou a grudge within thy breast,
       Which time will not repair?
     Is hatred still a lurking guest
       To intercept thy prayer?
     "Forgive, and thou shalt be forgiven"
       Is the decree of heaven.

     "Till seven times! shall I forgive?"
       Was asked our gracious Lord,
     List to his answer, heed and live,
       "Seventy times seven" 's His word.
     "Forgive, and ye shall be forgiven;"
       Doubt not the word of heaven.



He that cannot forgive others, breaks down the bridge over which he must
pass himself, for every one has need to be forgiven.

                                           --_Lord Herbert._


The world never forgives; it is only God and our mothers that can do

                                        --_Ellen F. Fowler._


Forgiveness that covers only part of the wrong, is like two fingers
given in a handshake.




The story is told of a British soldier who had broken every rule of the
army and on whom every form of punishment had been inflicted without
avail. He sinned again. His commanding officer was in despair as to what
should be done. A fellow officer said, "Suppose you try forgiveness."
The guilty soldier was summoned. On being asked what he had to say in
palliation of his offense, he hung his head and replied: "Nothing,
except I'm very sorry." "Well," said the officer, "We have decided to
forgive you." The culprit looked dazed, burst into tears, saluted, and
went out to become one of the best soldiers in the army.

                                --_From The Rise of a Soul._
                                          By James I. Vance.


Individuals sometimes forgive, but bodies and societies never do.


Nothing is more dangerous to men than a sudden change of fortune.



The continuance of good fortune forms no ground of ultimate security.


Fortune gives too much to many, but to none enough.



Good-fortune comes to some people while they are asleep, i. e., without
their seeking it.


Good fortune that comes seldom, comes more welcome.



How often it is, in the twinkling of an eye one vicissitude of fortune
follows another.



That which we acquire with most difficulty, we retain the longest; as
those who have earned a fortune are usually more careful of it than
those who have inherited one.



Fortune knocks once at least at every one's door.


If fortune favors you, do not be too elated; if she frowns, do not
despond too much.


Manners often make fortunes.


     Fortune sometimes makes quick despatch, and in a day
           May strip you bare as beggary itself.



_The Result of Fortune_:--The generality of men sink in virtue as they
rise in fortune.

                                        --_Sir J. Beaumont._


Don't live in hope with your arms folded. Fortune smiles on those who
roll up their sleeves and put their shoulders to the wheel.


     Whil'st fortun'd favour'd; friends, you smil'd on me:
     But, when she fled, a friend I could not see.




Collins, the freethinker, met a plain countryman going to church. He
asked him where he was going. "To church sir." "What to do there?" "To
worship God." "Pray, whether is your God a great or little God?" "He is
both, sir." "How can He be both?" "He is so great that the heaven of
heavens cannot contain Him, and so little that He can dwell in my
heart." Collins declared that this simple answer had an effect upon his
mind such as all the volumes which learned men had written against him
had not.


The bird once out of hand is hard to recover.

                                        --_From the Danish._



     A time like this demands
     Strong minds, stout hearts, true faith and ready hands;
     Men whom the lust of office cannot kill,
     Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy,
     Men who possess opinion and a will,
     Men who have honor, men who will not lie,
     Men who can stand before a demagogue
     And scorn his treacherous flatteries without winking,
     Tall men, sun crowned, who live above the fog
     In public duty, and in private thinking;
     For while the rabble with their thumb worn creeds,
     Their large professions, and their little deeds
     Mingle in selfish strife, lo! Freedom weeps,
     Wrong rules the land and waiting Justice sleeps!



He who attacks an absent friend, or who does not defend him when spoken
ill of by another--that man is a dark character; beware of him.


Be my friend, and teach me to be thine!



     My shadow, wheresoe'er I wend,
     Is with me, like a flattering friend.
     But chiefly when the sun in June
     Is climbing to its highest noon,
     My fond attendant closes near,
     As I were growing still more dear;
     And then, to show its love complete,
     Falls even servile at my feet,
     Where, proud of place, it scarcely nods
     Before the temple of the Gods.
     But when the evening sun descends,
     It seems to seek for other friends,
     Making a dial of the town,
     To tell that Timon's day goes down;
     And when the stormy night comes on,
     I look, and lo! my shade is--gone.

                                       --_Atlantic Monthly._


     Ah, how good it feels;
     The hand of an old friend!


If you want enemies, excel others; if you want friends, let others excel


A man may have a thousand intimate acquaintances and not a friend among
them all. If you have one friend, think yourself happy.


Go slowly to the entertainment of your friends, but quickly to their



Leave a friend! So base I am not. I followed him in his prosperity, when
the skies were clear and shining, and will not leave him when storms
begin to rise; as gold is tried by the furnace, and the baser metal is
shown, so the hollow-hearted friend is known by adversity.



Do not lose sight of old attachments for the sake of making new


A man who is fond of disputing, will, in time, have few friends to
dispute with.



     I once had money and a friend,
       By both I set great store;
     I lent my money to my friend,
       He was my friend no more.

     If I had my money and my friend,
       As I had once before,
     I'd keep my money to myself,
       And lose my friend no more.

                                             --_Living Age._


     If you have a friend worth loving,
       Love him. Yes, and let him know
     That you love him, ere life's evening
       Tinge his brow with sunset glow;
     Why should good words ne'er be said
       Of a friend till he is dead?


It is more dishonorable to distrust a friend than to be deceived by him.



No life is so strong and complete, But it sometimes yearns for the smile
of a friend.

                                          --_Wallace Bruce._


He was never a friend who ceased to be so--for a slight cause.



A friend cannot be known in prosperity; and an enemy cannot be hidden in


When a friend asks, there should be no tomorrow.


The best mirror is an old friend.


I am not of that feather to shake off my friend when he must need me. I
do know him, a gentleman that well deserves a help, which he shall have:
I'll pay the debt and free him.



A cut or slight from a foe or stranger, may be scarred over, but a stab
from a friend you love hardly ever heals.

                                           --_H. L. Meader._


He that telleth thee that thou art always wrong, may be deceived; but he
that saith that thou art always right, is surely not telling the truth.


No man can be happy without a friend, nor be sure of his friend till he
is unfortunate.


He that ceases to be a friend never was a good one.



     One there is above all others,
       Well deserves the name of Friend!
     His is love beyond a brother's,
       Costly, free, and knows no end:
     They who once His kindness prove,
       Find it everlasting love!



If you wink at your friend's vices you make them your own.


Without a friend the world is but a wilderness.



Absolute friends are very rare.


Friends, but few on earth, and therefore dear.



It is to chance we owe our relatives, to choice our friends.


Equals make the best friends.


False friends are like our shadows, keeping close to us while we walk in
the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.



There are plenty acquaintances in the world, but very few real friends.



By my skill I have got many acquaintances, my manners very many friends.


Friends are lost by calling often, and calling seldom.



We ought always to make choice of persons of such worth and honor for
our friends, that, if they should even cease to be so, they will not
abuse our confidence, nor give us cause to fear them as enemies.



Let us make the best of our friends while we have them, for how long we
shall keep them is uncertain.


     Friends are like melons. Shall I tell you why?
     To find one good, you must a hundred try.

                                          --_Claude Mermet._


Friends are sometimes like titled husbands, easy to get, if you have
enough money.

                                           --_H. L. Meader._


     Make new friends, but keep the old;
     Those are silver, these are gold.


My treasures are my friends.


Without friends, no one would choose to live, even if he had all other
good things.


Old friends and old ways ought not to be disdained.




Friends, but few on earth, and therefore dear.



The poor man's assets are his friends.


Purchase not friends by gifts; when thou ceasest to give such will cease
to love.




Baxter said:--"I must confess, as the experience of my own soul, that
the expectation of loving my friends in heaven principally kindles my
love to them while on earth. If I thought I should never know, and
consequently never love them after this life, I should number them with
temporal things, and love them as such; but I now delightfully converse
with my pious friends, in a firm persuasion that I shall converse with
them forever; and I take comfort in those that are dead or absent,
believing that I shall shortly meet them in heaven, and love them with a
heavenly love."


A gift kept back where it was hoped, often separateth chief friends.


Strange to say,--I am the only one of my friends I can rely upon.



There is no living without friends.



True friends anticipate each other's wants.


Friends are sometimes like mushrooms, they spring up in out-of-the-way


At the gate of abundance there are many brothers and friends; at the
gate of misfortune there is neither brother nor friend.


It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell a man of his
faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see the stain of sin
upon him, and to go to him alone and speak painful truths in touching,
tender words,--that is friendship, and a friendship as rare as it is


Henceforth there shall be no other contention betwixt you and me, than
which shall outdo the other in point of friendship.


Cultivate your neighbor's friendship; he needs you and you need him.


     Friendship often ends in love;
     But love, in friendship


Renewed friendships require more care than those that have never been



_Need for making Acquaintance._--If a man does not make new
acquaintances as he advances through life, he will soon find himself
left alone. A man should keep his friendship _in constant repair_.

                                          --_Sam'l Johnson._


Suspicion kills friendship.

                                             --_Hugh Black._


     Who friendship with a knave hath made,
     Is judg'd a partner in the trade.


     What need of years, long years, to prove
     The sense of friendship, or of love!


There is truly nothing purer and warmer than our first friendship, our
first love.

                                      --_Jean Paul Richter._


The permanency of most friendships depends upon the continuity of good


Quickly made friendships, are often eagerly and quickly ended.



Rare is true love: true friendship is still rarer.



Real friendship is like a sheltering tree.


He is my friend that helps me, and not he that pities me.


     Friendship has a power
     To soothe affliction in her darkest hour.

                                         --_H. Kirke White._


     O summer friendship,
     Whose flattering leaves, that shadow'd us in
     Our prosperity, with the least gust drop off
     In th' autumn of adversity!




Love Him, and keep Him for thy Friend, who, when all go away, will not
forsake thee, nor suffer thee to perish at the last.

                                        --_Thomas A'Kempis._


True friendship is one of the greatest blessings upon earth; it makes
the cares and anxieties of life sit easy; provides us with a partner in
every affliction to alleviate the burthen, and is a sure resort against
every accident and difficulty that can happen.


True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known
until it is lost.



Those who speak always and those who never speak, are equally unfit for


He who never gives advice, and he who never takes it are alike unworthy
of friendship.


He who is worthy of friendship at all will remember in his prosperity
those who were his friends in his adversity.


Value the friendship of him who stands by you in a storm; swarms of
insects will surround you in the sunshine.


No matter how poor and mean a man is, his friendship is worth more than
his hate.


Good fruit never comes from a bad tree.



There is nothing like fun, is there? I haven't any myself, but I do like
it in others.



_Groping for the Door._--O door, so close, yet so far off!

                                            --_Miss Mulock._


If you would have your name chime melodiously in the ears of future
days, cultivate faith, and not doubt, giving unto every man credit for
the good he does, and never attribute base motives to beautiful acts.



_Future_:--The future does not come from before to meet us, but comes
streaming up from behind over our heads.



_Future--to be met without Fear_:--Look not mournfully into the
past,--it comes not back again; wisely improve the present,--it is
thine; go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear, and with a
manly heart.




One thing obtained with difficulty is far better than a hundred things
procured with ease.

                                             --_The Talmud._


Gain, has oft, with treacherous hopes led men to ruin.



     Either hand must wash the other;
     If you take, then you must give.


Gain has a pleasant odor.


Prefer loss before unjust gain; for that brings grief but once; this



Gain at the expense of reputation should be called loss.


No pains, no gains.



It is impossible to be just, if one is not generous.

                                            --_Joseph Roux._


Justice should precede generosity.


Generosity should never exceed ability.




Show me the man who can quit the brilliant society of the young and
listen to the kindly voice of age, who can hold cheerful converse with
one whom years have deprived of charms. Show me the man of generous
impulses, who is always ready to help the poor and needy; who treats
unprotected maidenhood as he would the heiress surrounded by the
protection of rank, riches and family; who never forgets for an instant
the delicacy, the respect, that is due a woman in any condition or
class. Show me such a man and you show me a gentleman--nay, more, you
show me a true Christian.


It's not the gay coat makes the gentleman.


The man who is kind and obliging and is ready to do you a favor without
hope of reward, who speaks the truth--is a gentleman,

     In any garb,
           And wherever he may be found.


Propriety of manners and consideration for others are the two main
characteristics of a gentleman.



A friend of mine, not long ago, coming over from Ireland, heard a man
asking, in reference to another, who he was. "I don't know," was the
reply; "but he's quite a gentleman. He always wears a tall hat." Indeed,
there are those who seem to be incapable of valuing their fellow-men by
anything except their clothes. A story is told of a Persian prince,
which well illustrates such worldliness. Dressed as a poor man, this
prince went to a feast. He was pushed here and there, could not get to
the table, and had soon to withdraw. On going home, he dressed himself
in his best, placing jewelled slippers on his feet, and putting on a
cloth-of-gold cloak. Then he returned to the feast, where matters were
immediately altered. The guests made room, and the host, rushing up,
cried, "Welcome, my lord! What will your lordship please to eat?" The
prince's answer was very expressive. Stretching out his foot, so that
his slipper sparkled and glittered, he took his golden robe in his hand,
and said with bitter irony, "Welcome, my lord coat! welcome, most
excellent robe! What will your lordship please to eat? For," said he,
turning to his surprised host, "I ought to ask my coat what it will eat,
since the welcome was solely to it."


We never teach men to be gentlemen, but we teach them everything else;
and they never pique themselves so much on all the rest, as on knowing
how to be gentlemen. They pique themselves only on knowing the one thing
they have not learnt.


The true gentleman is he who does not plume himself on anything.



Let him speak who received; let the giver hold his peace.


Give freely to him that deserveth well and asketh nothing; and that is a
way of giving to thyself.



Better a penny given with a smile than a pound given with a frown.


To give so as to bestow a favor and not create an obligation, is a
delicate art.


He gives twice who gives quickly, according to the proverb; but a gift
not only given quickly but unexpectedly, is the most welcome of all.


He who sedulously attends, pointedly asks, calmly speaks, coolly
answers, and ceases when he has no more to say, is in possession of some
of the best mental gifts of mankind.



     The best of gifts to mortal man is health;
       The next, the bloom of beauty's matchless flower;
     The third is blameless and unfraudful wealth;
       The fourth with friends to use youth's joyous hour.




     Fare thee well, love, fare thee well,
       From the world I pass away,
     Where the brightest things that dwell
       All deceive and all decay;
     Cheerfully I fall asleep
       As by some mysterious spell,
     Yet I weep to see thee weep--
       Fare thee well, love, fare thee well!

     Tell of me, love, tell of me,
       Not amid the heartless throng,
     Not when passion bends the knee,
       Not where pleasure trills the song.
     But when some most cherish'd one
       By your side at 'eve shall be,
     Ere your twilight tales are done,
       Tell of me, love, tell of me!

     Leave me now, love, leave me now,
       Not with sorrow, not with sighs,
     Not with clouds, love, on thy brow,
       Not with tears, love, in thine eyes.
     We shall meet, we know not where,
       And be blest, we dream not how,
     With a kiss and with a prayer
       Leave me now, love, leave me now!

                                   --_By Winthrop M. Praed._



     Never love unless you can
     Bear with all the faults of man!
     Men sometimes will jealous be
     Though but little cause they see,
     And hang the head as discontent,
     And speak what straight they will repent.

     Men, when their affairs require,
     Must awhile themselves retire;
     Sometimes hunt, and sometimes hawk,
     And not ever sit and talk:----
     If these and such-like you can bear,
     Then like, and love, and never fear!

                                         --_Thomas Campion._



The Princess of Wales has decided views on the education of children.
Her Royal Highness, it appears, strongly objects to "cramming" children
with useless learning, which she declares is a mere waste of time.

The Princess considers it harmful to force a child in studies which are
distasteful to it, and that the child should be allowed to abandon that
study, and take up one it likes better.

Similarly, she disapproves of advanced arithmetic for girls. She
considers that all that most girls need ever know about arithmetic, is
addition and subtraction, "enough to know how to do their housekeeping
and pay their debts," she says.

                                           --_London Paper._


No one can give what he has not.



Not every one that dances is glad.




Is an emblem of human life. Behold! how swiftly the sands run, and how
rapidly our lives are drawing to a close! We cannot, without
astonishment, behold the little particles which are contained in this
machine; how they pass away almost imperceptibly! And yet, to our
surprise, in the short space of an hour, they are all exhausted. Thus
wastes man! To-day he puts forth the tender leaves of hope; to-morrow,
blossoms, and bears his blushing honors thick upon him; the next day
comes a frost, which nips the shoot; and when he thinks his greatness is
still aspiring, he falls, like autumn leaves, to enrich our mother


_The Greatness of God._--Said Dr. Guthrie, "If philosophy is to be
believed, our world is but an outlying corner of creation; bearing,
perhaps, as small a proportion to the great universe, as a single grain
bears to all the sands of the seashore, or one small quivering leaf to
the foliage of a boundless forest." Yet even within this earth's narrow
limits, how vast the work of Providence! How soon is the mind lost in
contemplating it! How great that Being whose hand paints every flower,
and shapes every leaf; who forms every bud on every tree; who feeds each
crawling worm with a parent's care, and watches like a mother over the
insect that sleeps away the night in the bosom of a flower; who throws
open the golden gates of day, and draws around a sleeping world the
dusky curtains of the night; who measures out the drops of every shower,
the whirling snowflakes, and the sands of man's eventful life; who
determines alike the fall of a sparrow and the fate of a kingdom; and so
overrules the tide of human fortunes, that whatever befall him, come joy
or sorrow, the believer says--"It is the Lord; let Him do what seemeth
Him good."


But as it is written, "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have
entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for
them that love him."

                                           --_I Cor. 2, 9v._


Every little blade of grass declareth the presence of God.

                                         --_From the Latin._



     Rest and be still:
     Nought happens thee but of His blessed will.
     There's not a wind that blows,
     There's not a lily grows
     Without His bidding--and His child shall He
     Forget and leave uncomforted? Nay, see
     How not a small brown sparrow (sorry thing!)
     Without His hand can droop or raise a wing!
     And thou art better far unto thy God!
     Lo! if He calls thee to a way untrod
     Where stones and rugged places tear thy feet,
     And bitter herbs alone are for thy meat,
     Or if He set thee high, and with a song
     Fill thy rejoicing mouth, and make thee strong;
     Yet know thou this: He loves thee just as dear
     When dimpling laughter lights thy face, or tear
     With bitter tear goes chasing down thy cheek,
     And thy poor heart may break but cannot speak!

     Rest and be still.
     God hath not good and ill.
     All that He sends is good, altho' our eye
     For weeping scarce His rainbow can descry.
     He is our Father, and His name is Love.
     E'en when thy grief is greatest--look above!
     Look up! look up! and thou shalt surely see
     A Father's loving face down-bent to thee!



The more a man denies himself, the more he shall obtain from God.




The following beautiful lines were composed in 1779, by a distinguished
scholar--at the time partially insane.

     Could we with ink the ocean fill,
       Were the whole earth of parchment made,
     Were every single stick a quill,
       Were every man a scribe by trade;
     To write the love of God alone,
       Would drain the ocean dry;
     Nor would the scroll contain the whole
       Though stretched from earth to sky.


Whoever devotes himself to the veneration of God, whatever road he may
choose, will come to God, and that the means to this, is, to avoid
hurting any living being.

           Be true and thou shalt be free;
     Truth belongs to thee, and thy success to the creator.

                                         _From the Persian._
                              --_By David Shea and A. Troy._


     Who comes to God an inch, through doubtings dim,
           In blazing light God will
                     Advance a mile to him.

                                       --_Sayings of Rabia._


A gold key is apt to open every door.




                                 If I should see
     A brother languishing in sore distress,
     And I should turn and leave him comfortless
                             When I might be
     A messenger of hope and happiness--
     How could I ask to have what I denied
     In my own hour of bitterness supplied?

                             If I might share
     A brother's load along the dusty way,
     And I should turn and walk alone that day--
                           How could I dare,
     When, in the evening watch, I knelt to pray
     To ask for help to bear my pain and loss,
     If I had heeded not my brother's cross?

                                 And so I know
     That day is lost wherein I fail to lend
     A helping hand to some wayfaring friend;
                                 But if it show
     A burden lightened by the cheer I sent,
     Then do I hold the golden hours well spent,
     And lay me down to sleep in sweet content.



"As an illustration of the enthusiasm with which golf is pursued by its
votaries," says _Harper's Weekly_, "the following anecdote is told of a
well known Scotch author, and a young friend of his. The two had spent
the whole day on the links, and had had some close and exciting matches;
as they left for home the elder man remarked:

"'Do you think ye could play again to-morrow, laddie?'

"'Well,' answered the youth, 'I was going to be married to-morrow, but I
can put it off.'"


All things come round to him who will but wait and work.


Every person is responsible for all the good within the scope of his


Doing good is the only certainly happy action of a man's life.

                                          --_Sir P. Sidney._


The pleasure of doing good is the only one that never wears out.


The good we have received from a man requires us to be tender of the
evil he does us.


Seeking others' good, we find our own.


What is the difference between being good and bad? The good do not yield
to temptations, and the bad do.

The definition was so simple and so wise, that Leonard was more struck
with it than he might have been by an elaborate sermon.

                                 --_Sir E. B. Lytton, Bart._



     And as each day, that ne'er returns,
       But joins the past,
     Comes and goes by, the rich man toils
       Hard at his task,--
     No time for thought or anything
       But just his wealth.
     Can he be dreaming life's for aye?
       Now fails his health,
     And death comes in and beckons him away.

     Good that was in his hands to do,
       He left undone,
     Forgetting, in his race for wealth,
       Life's setting sun!
     His thoughts all lay in how to make
       One dollar seven:
     And then, too late, he found, for gold
       There's no demand in heaven.



     "Farewell! farewell!" is often heard
       From the lips of those who part:
     'Tis a whispered tone,--'tis a gentle word,
       But it springs not from the heart.
     It may serve for the lover's closing lay,
       To be sung 'neath a summer sky;
     But give to me the lips that say
       The honest words, "Good-by!"

     "Adieu! adieu!" may greet the ear,
       In the guise of courtly speech:
     But when we leave the kind and dear,
       'Tis not what the soul would teach.
     Whene'er we grasp the hands of those
       We would have forever nigh,
     The flame of friendship bursts and glows
       In the warm, frank words, "Good-by."

     The mother, sending forth her child
       To meet with cares and strife,
     Breathes through her tears, her doubts, and fears
       For the loved one's future life.
     No cold "adieu," no "farewell," lives
       Within her choking sigh,
     But the deepest sob of anguish gives,
       "God bless, thee, boy! 'Good-by!'"



The sign of goodness in the young is to love the old; and in the old to
love the young.


     To all, to each, a fair good night,
     And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


The Cross is the guarantee of the Gospel; therefore it has been its



     There is so much bad in the best of us,
     And so much good in the worst of us,
     That it hardly behooves any of us,
     To talk about the rest of us.

                                 --_Robert Louis Stevenson._


_Leviticus xix. 16._--"Thou shalt not go up and down as a talebearer
among thy people."

At a small town in ----shire lives a decent honest woman, who has for
more than forty years gained her livelihood by washing in gentlemen's
families. She gives the highest satisfaction to all her employers, and
has, in several instances, been the whole of that time in the employ of
the same families. Indeed, those whom she has once served never wish to
part with her. She has one distinguishing excellency, it is this:
through all this course of years,--forty--she has never been known, by
either mistress or servant, to repeat in one house what was said or done
in another.

                     --_John Whitecross_, _Edinburgh, 1835_.


Tale-bearers, as I said before, are just as bad as the tale-makers.



The inquisitive are the funnels of conversation; they do not take in
anything for their own use, but merely to pass it to others.



What future misery ought they to endure who talk of what is not good in

                                          --_Chinese Maxim._


If families have no sons devoted to letters, whence are the governors of
the people to come?

(Necessity for general education.)



He governs best who governs least.




     Some hae meat and canna eat,
       And some that want it, but canna get it;
     But we hae meat, and we can eat,
       And sae the Lord be thankit.




The king of one of the Friendly Islands became a Christian, and once
went on board of a British vessel, where he was invited to dine with the
officers. Observing he did not taste his food, the Captain inquired the
cause; when the simple native replied, that he was waiting for the
blessing to be asked. All felt rebuked, and the king was desired to say
grace, which he did with becoming solemnity.


     Expect not praise from the mean,
     Neither gratitude from the selfish.



                         Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
     But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you;
     And when it melts before the throne of mercy,
     My fervent soul shall breathe one tear for you,
     That heaven will pay you back, when most you need,
     The grace and goodness you have shown to me.


God judges your gratitude more by your hands than by your hymns.


Many a thanksgiving sermon mistakes glorification of self for gratitude
to God.


     May we look around us with pleasure,
     And above us with gratitude.



     Nought so becomes a man as gratitude
     For good received; Noble deeds are still
     The offspring of benevolence, whilst he
     With whom remembrance dies of blessings past
     Is vile and worthless.

                              --_Sophocles, born 496, B. C._


It is much better to make presents in articles than in money, because
gratitude for the latter is spent as soon as that is.

                                      --_Jean Paul Richter._


Gratitude, we find in the dictionary, but not often in the heart of man.


When the tree is felled, its shadows disappear.

(Desertion of the great by their parasites.)




(From a letter addressed to the Countess of Essex on the loss of her
only daughter.)

"I know no duty in religion more generally agreed on, nor more justly
required by God Almighty, than a perfect submission to His will in all
things; nor do I think any disposition of mind can either please Him
more, or become us better, than that of being satisfied with all He
gives, and contented with all He takes away. None, I am sure, can be of
more honor to God, nor of more ease to ourselves. For, if we consider
Him as our Maker, we cannot contend with Him; if as our Father, we ought
not to distrust Him: so that we may be confident whatever He does is
intended for good; and whatever happens that we interpret otherwise, yet
we can get nothing by repining, nor save anything by resisting.

Submission is the only way of reasoning between a creature and its
Maker; and contentment in His will is the greatest duty we can pretend
to, and the best remedy we can apply to all our misfortunes."



           Leave all to God,
     Forsaken one, and stay thy tears;
         For the Highest knows thy pain,
     Sees thy sufferings and thy fears;
         Thou shalt not wait His help in vain;
           Leave all to God!

           Be still and trust!
     For His strokes are strokes of love,
         Thou must for thy profit bear;
     He thy filial fear would move,
         Trust thy Father's loving care,
           Be still and trust!

           Know God is near!
     Though thou think Him far away,
         Though His mercy long have slept,
     He will come and not delay,
         When His child enough hath wept,
           For God is near!

           Oh, teach Him not
     When and how to hear thy prayers;
       Never doth our God forget;
     He the cross who longest bears
         Finds his sorrows' bounds are set;
           Then teach Him not!

           If thou love Him,
     Walking truly in His ways,
         Then no trouble, cross or death
     E'er shall silence faith and praise;
         All things serve thee here beneath,
           If thou love God.

_From the German of Anton Ulrich, Duke of Brunswick, 1667. Translation
of Catherine Winkworth, 1855._


He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before it is necessary.



"A great Latin poet said nearly two thousand years ago:

     'If you would draw tears from the eyes of others,
       Yourself the sign of grief must show.'"

                     --_From W. J. Bryan's speech in Japan._


They truly mourn that mourn without a witness.

                                               --_R. Baron._


There is no grief that time will not soften.



He mourns indeed who mourns when he's alone.


"Maybe the remark of a child I once overheard helped me to learn to
complain and grumble as little as possible," said Dr. Burt. "While I was
studying at Wilbraham Academy I spent a few days with this child's
father, a good man but a chronic growler. We were all sitting in the
parlor one night, when the question of food arose. The child, a little
girl, told cleverly what each member of the household liked best.
Finally it came to the father's turn to be described as to his favorite

'And what do I like, Lucy, my pet?' he said, laughingly.

'You,' said the little girl, slowly--'well, papa, dear, you like most
anything we haven't got.'"


Guilt is always cowardly.

                                         --_From the Latin._


Dr. Guthrie tells an anecdote in which he humorously introduces a
Brechin citizen, alive in his youthful days:--"An honest countryman came
one day to Mr. Linton (head master of the grammar school) with a
halflin[807:A], a long, empty chap, who had taken it into his head that
he would have some little learning. Said the father, 'Mr. Linton, ye
see, my laddie's fond o' lear'[807:B], and I'm thinking o' makin' a
scholar o' him.' 'But,' said Mr. Linton, looking at the youth, and not
seeing any sign that there was much in him, 'What are you to make of
him?' 'You see, Mr. Linton,' rejoined the father--and it showed how
sound the old Scotchman was--'if he gets grace, we'll make a minister o'
him!' 'Oh, but,' says Mr. Linton, 'if he does not get grace, what will
you make of him then?' 'Weel, in that case,' said the parent, 'if he
disna get grace, we'll just mak' a dominie o' him! '"

                                            --_From Memoir._


[807:A] Half-grown.

[807:B] Learning.


_Dr. Guthrie to his Son_: "I saw an adage yesterday, in a medical
magazine, which is well worth your remembering and acting on, it is this
wise saying of the great Lord Bacon's:--'Who asks much learns much.' I
remember the day when I did not like by asking, to confess my ignorance.
I have long given up that, and now seize on every opportunity of adding
to my stock of knowledge."

                             --_From Memoir of Dr. Guthrie._




Ha, is an exclamation denoting surprise or joy; ah, an exclamation
expressive of pity or grief.



How use doth breed a habit in a man!--




Penn was once advising a man to leave off his habit of drinking
intoxicating liquors.

"Can you tell me how to do it?" said the slave of his appetite.

"Yes," answered Penn. "It is just as easy as to open thy hand, friend."

"Convince me of that and I will promise, upon my honor, to do as you
tell me."

"Well, my friend," said the great Quaker, "when thou findest any vessel
of intoxicating liquor in thy hand, open the hand that grasps it before
it reaches thy mouth, and thou wilt never be drunk again."

The man was so pleased with the plain advice that he followed it.

                                       --_Monthly Magazine._


You need not wrestle and strive with the old habit, only just be
persistent in forming the good one, and the bad one will take care of



Habit is like a cable; we weave a thread of it every day, and at last we
cannot break it.

                                            --_Horace Mann._


No man is free who is a slave to any kind of useless habit.



Habit, if not resisted soon, becomes necessity.

                                          --_St. Augustine._


     Habit with him was all the test of truth,
     "It must be right: I've done it from my youth."




A painter, desiring to paint a picture of Innocence, found a beautiful
boy playing at the side of a stream, who became his model. He painted
him kneeling, with his hands clasped in prayer. The picture was prized
as a very beautiful one. Years passed away, and the artist became an old
man. He had often thought of painting a counterpart, the picture of
guilt, as a companion to the other; and at last he executed it. He went
to a neighboring prison, and there selected the most degraded and
repulsive man he could find. His body and eye were wasted; vice was
visible in his very face. But what was the artist's surprise when, on
questioning the man as to his history, he found that it was he who, as a
lovely boy, had kneeled for him as the model of Innocence! Evil habits
had gradually changed him, not only in heart and mind, but in face and


     All habits gather by unseen degrees.
     As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

                                           --_Dryden: Ovid._


Old habits are hard to break; new habits are hard to make.


Taste may change; our inclinations never change.


Habits are soon assumed--acquired--but when we strive to strip them
off,--if of long standing--'tis being flayed alive!



       To stop the hand, is the way to stop the mouth.
     (If a man will not work, neither shall he eat.)




The hands are, by the very instincts of humanity, raised in prayer;
clasped in affection; wrung in despair; pressed on the forehead when the
soul is "perplexed in the extreme;" drawn inward, to invite; thrust
forth objectively, to repel; the fingers point to indicate, and are
snapped in disdain; the palm is laid upon the heart, in invocation of
subdued feeling, and on the brow of the compassioned in benediction. The
expressive capacity of the hands was never more strikingly displayed
than in the orisons (prayer) of the deaf and dumb. Their teacher stood
with closed eyes, and addressing the Deity by those signs made with the
fingers which constitute a language for the speechless. Around him were
grouped more than a hundred mutes, following with reverent glances every
motion. It was a visible, but not an audible, worship.



A dispute arose among three ladies as to which had the most beautiful
hands. One sat by a stream, and dipped her hand into the water and held
it up; another plucked strawberries until the ends of her fingers were
pink; and a third gathered violets until her hands were fragrant. An
old, haggard woman, passing by, asked, "Who will give me a gift, for I
am poor?" all three denied her; but another who sat near, unwashed in
the stream, unstained with fruit, unadorned with flowers or perfume,
gave her a little gift, and satisfied the poor woman. Then the woman
asked them what was the subject of their dispute; and they told her, and
lifted up before her their beautiful hands. "Beautiful indeed!" she
exclaimed, as she saw them. But when they asked her which was the most
beautiful, she said: "It is not the hand that is washed clean in the
brook; it is not the hand that is coloured with crimson tints; it is not
the hand that is perfumed with fragrant flowers; but the hand that gives
to the poor, that is the most beautiful."



     True happiness
     Consists not in the multitude of friends,
     But in the worth and choice: nor would I have
     Them popular:
     Let them be good that love me, though but few.

                                             --_Ben Jonson._


Happiness consists in being perfectly satisfied with what we have got,
and with what we haven't got.


Happiness consists not in possessing much, but in being content with
what we possess. He who wants little, always has enough.


A cottage will hold as much happiness as would stock a palace.



With "gentleness" his own character, "comfort" in his house, and "good
temper" in his wife, the earthly felicity of man may be said to be

                                        --_From the German._


     What dangers threaten a great reputation!
     Far happier the man of lowly station.


We are happy in this world just in proportion as we make others happy.



I think you the happiest couple in the world; for you are not only happy
in one another, but happy in yourselves, and by yourselves.



Surely happiness is reflective, like the light of heaven; and every
countenance bright with smiles, and glowing with innocent enjoyment, is
a mirror transmitting to others the rays of a supreme and ever-shining

                                      --_Washington Irving._


To rejoice in the happiness of others is to make it our own; to produce
it, is to make it more than our own. There is happiness in the very wish
to make others happy.

                                           --_Dr. Chalmers._


Unmixed happiness is not to be found in this world.


Hatred always hurts the hater most of all.


It is the nature of the human disposition to hate him whom you have



I am almost frozen by the distance you are from me.


If a man makes me keep my distance, the comfort is, he keeps his at the
same time.


Health is rightly appreciated only when we are sick.

                                         --_German Proverb._


A man too busy to take care of his health is like a mechanic too busy to
take care of his tools.


     He that is well does not know how rich he is.
     Better a healthy beggar, than a sick king.

                                         --_German Proverb._


It is better to have less wealth and more health.


Health is so necessary to all duties, as well as pleasures of life, that
the crime of squandering it is equal to the folly.



                           Thou chiefest good,
     Bestow'd by Heaven, but seldom understood.



The only way for a rich man to be healthy is, by exercise and
abstinence, to live as if he were poor.

                                          --_Sir W. Temple._


An innocent heart suspects no guile.




Dr. Mitchell of Philadelphia, in lecturing to his pupils upon the
diseases of the heart, narrated an anecdote to prove that the expression
"broken heart" was not merely figurative. On one occasion, in the early
period of his life, he accompanied, as surgeon, a packet that sailed
from Liverpool to one of the American ports. The captain frequently
conversed with him respecting a lady who had promised to become his
bride on his return from that voyage. Upon this subject he evinced great
warmth of feeling, and showed Dr. Mitchell some costly jewels,
ornaments, etc., which he intended to present as bridal presents. On
reaching his destination, he was abruptly informed that the lady had
married some one else. Instantly the captain was observed to clap his
hand to his breast, and fall heavily to the ground. He was taken up, and
conveyed to his cabin on board the vessel. Dr. Mitchell was immediately
summoned; but, before he reached the poor captain, he was dead. A
postmortem examination revealed the cause of his unfortunate disease.
His heart was found literally torn in twain! The tremendous propulsion
of blood, consequent upon such a violent nervous shock, forced the
powerful muscle tissues asunder, and life was at an end. The heart was


Every heart has its secret sorrow, which the world knows not; and
oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad.



     To know, to esteem, to love,--and then to part,
     Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart.



Some men's hearts are as great as the world, and still have no room in
them to hold the memory of a wrong.


How small is the human heart, and yet even there, God enters in.



     Ragged, uncomely, and old and gray,
       A woman walked in a Scottish town;
     And through the crowd, as she wound her way,
       One saw her loiter and then stoop down,
       Putting something away in her old, torn gown.
     "You are hiding a jewel!" the watcher said--
     (Ah, that was her heart, had the truth been read.)
     "What have you stolen?" he asked again;
     Then the dim eyes filled with a sudden pain,
     And under the flickering light of the gas
     She showed him her gleaning. "It's broken glass,"
     She said. "I hae lifted it up frae the street
     To be oot o' the rood o' the bairnies' feet!"
     Under the fluttering rags astir
       That was a royal heart that beat!
     Would that the world had more like her
       Smoothing the road for its bairnies' feet!

                                          --_W. H. Ogilvie._



     Ye who know the reason, tell me
       How is it that instinct
     Prompts the heart to like or not like
       At its own capricious will?
     Tell me by what hidden magic
       Our impressions first are led
     Into liking or disliking,
       Oft before a word is said?

     Why should smiles sometimes repel us?
       Bright eyes turn our feelings cold?
     What is it that comes to tell us
       All that glitters is not gold?
     Oh! no feature, plain or striking,
       But a power we cannot shun
     Prompts our liking and disliking,
       Ere acquaintance hath begun.

     Is it instinct? or some spirit
       Which protects us, and controls
     Every impulse we inherit,
       By some sympathy of souls?
     Is it instinct? is it nature?
       Or some freak or fault of chance,
     Which our liking or disliking
       Limits to a single glance?

     Like presentiment of danger,
       Though the sky no shadow flings;
     Or that inner sense, still stranger,
       Of unseen, unuttered things?
     Is it? oh! can no one tell me,
       No one show sufficient cause
     Why our likings and dislikings
       Have their own instinctive laws?


_The Bitterness of Estrangement._--To be estranged from one whom we have
tenderly and constantly loved, is one of the bitterest trials the heart
can ever know.



There is no place where weeds do not grow, and there is no heart where
errors are not to be found.


We open the hearts of others when we open our own.


Earth hath nothing more tender than a woman's heart, when it is the
abode of piety.


     And yet when all is thought and said,
     The heart still overrules the head.


The All-Seeing Eye, whom the sun, moon and stars obey, and under whose
watchful care even comets perform their stupendous revolutions--pervades
the inmost recesses of the human heart, and will reward us according to
our merits.


There's many a good bit o' work done with a sad heart.


     To meet, to know, to love--and then to part,
     Is the sad tale of many a human heart.



The heart is a small thing, but desireth great matters. It is not
sufficient for a kite's (bird of the hawk kind) dinner, yet the whole
world is not sufficient for it.




     The heart resembles the ocean! has storm, and ebb and flow;
     And many a beautiful pearl lies hid in its depths below.



     The turnpike-road to people's hearts, I find,
     Lies through their mouths; or I mistake mankind.

                                             --_Dr. Warton._


     The merry heart goes all the day,
     While a sad one tires in a mile-a.




     Alas! how slight a cause may move
     Dissension between hearts that love--
     Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
     And sorrow but more closely tied;
     That stood the storm when waves were rough,
     Yet in a sunny hour fell off,
     Like ships that have gone down at sea,
     When the ocean was all tranquility!
     A something light as air--a look--
     A word unkind or wrongly taken;
     Oh, love that tempests never shook,
       A breath--a touch like this hath shaken.

                                           --_Thomas Moore._


Men, as well as women, are much oftener led by their hearts than by
their understandings; indeed nine times in ten it is so.



     If God hath made this world so fair,
       Where sin and death abound,
     How beautiful, beyond compare,
       Will Paradise be found!



     Let others seek earth's honors; be it mine
     One law to cherish, and to track one line--
     Straight on towards heaven to press with single bent,
     To know and love my God, and then to die content.



Many a man who prides himself on doing a cash business, regards his
debts to Heaven with indifference.



"Of the positive joys of heaven we can form no conception; but its
negative delights form a sufficiently attractive picture,--no pain; no
thirst; no hunger; no horror of the past; no fear of the future; no
failure of mental capacity; no intellectual deficiency; no morbid
imaginations; no follies; no stupidities; but above all, no insulted
feelings; no wounded affections; no despised love or unrequited regard;
no hate, envy, jealousy, or indignation of or at others; no falsehood,
dishonesty, dissimulation, hypocrisy, grief or remorse. In a word," said
Professor Wilson, "to end where I began, no sin and no suffering."



     O how unlike the complex works of man,
     Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan!
     No clustering ornaments to clog the pile;
     From ostentation, as from weakness free,
     It stands majestic in its own simplicity.
     Inscribed above the portal, from afar,
     Conspicuous as the brightness of a star,
     Legible only by the light they give,
     Stand the soul-quickening words--Believe and Live.
     Too many, shocked at what should charm them most,
     Despise the plain direction, and are lost.
     Heaven on such terms! (they cry with proud disdain,)
     Incredible impossible, and vain!
     Rebel, because 'tis easy to obey;
     And scorn, for its own sake, the gracious way.



A beautiful reply is recorded of a peasant, whose master was displaying
to him the grandeur of his estates. Farms, houses, and forests were
pointed out in succession, on every hand, as the property of the rich
proprietor, who summed up finally by saying, "In short, all that you can
see, in every direction, belongs to me." The poor man looked thoughtful
for a moment; then, pointing up to heaven, solemnly replied, "And is
_that_, also, thine?"



     "I hear thee speak of the better land,
     Thou callest its children a happy band:
     Mother! oh where is that radiant shore?
     Shall we not seek it and weep no more?
     Is it where the flower of the orange blows,
     And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs?"
         "Not there, not there, my child!"

     "Is it where the feathery palm trees rise,
     And the date grows ripe under sunny skies?
     Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas,
     Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze,
     And strange, bright birds, on their starry wings
     Bear the rich hues of all glorious things?"
         "Not there, not there, my child!"

     "Is it far away, in some region old,
     Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold?--
     Where the burning rays of the ruby shine,
     And the diamond lights up the secret mine,
     And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand?
     Is it there, sweet mother, that better land?"
         "Not there, not there, my child!"

     "Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
     Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy;
     Dreams cannot picture a world so fair--
     Sorrow and death may not enter there;
     Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom,
     For beyond the clouds and beyond the tomb,
         It is there, it is there, my child!"

                                            --_Mrs. Hemans._


     Plants look up in heaven, from whence
     They have their nourishment.


     Help, when we meet them,
         Lame dogs over stiles.


It is not enough to help an erring brother out of the mire,--we must
help to get him upon a rock.


History is little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and
misfortunes of mankind.



My precept to all who build is, that the owner should be an ornament to
the house, and not the house to the owner.




     Cling to thy home! if there the meanest shed
     Yield thee a hearth and shelter for thy head,
     And some poor plot, with vegetables stored,
     Be all that Heaven allots thee for thy board,--
     Unsavory bread, and herbs that scattered grow
     Wild on the river brink or mountain brow,
     Yet e'en this cheerless mansion shall provide
     More heart's repose than all the world beside.

                             --_From the Greek of Leonidas._



Having offered a prize for the best definition of "Home," London
_Tit-Bits_ recently received more than five thousand answers. Among
those which were adjudged the best were the definitions as follows:

     A world of strife shut out, a world of love shut in.

     Home is the blossom of which heaven is the fruit.

     The best place for a married man after business hours.

     Home is the coziest, kindliest, sweetest place in all the
     world; the scene of our purest earthly joys, and deepest

     The place where the great are sometimes small, and the small
     often great.

     The father's kingdom, the children's paradise, the mother's


The ornaments of a home are the friends who frequent it.



God hath often a great share in a little house, and but a little share
in a great one.


Home is the grandest of all institutions.



     Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest;
     Home-keeping hearts are happiest,
     For those that wander they know not where
     Are full of trouble, and full of care;
         To stay at home is best.



There's little pleasure in the house when our gudeman's awa'.

                                           --_W. J. Mickle._


How many fine, well furnished and pretentious houses we now see around
us, occupied and owned by successful people, in which there is hardly a
market-basket full of books! Evidently showing that the material is of
more importance than the intellectual.



We neglect the things which are placed before our eyes, and regardless
of what is within our reach, we pursue whatever is remote. This is
frequently and properly applied to the rage for visiting foreign
countries, in those who are absolutely unacquainted with their own.

     Abroad to see wonders the traveler goes,
     And neglects the fine things which lie under his nose.


A man without a home is like a bird without a nest.


Many a home is nothing but a furnished house.



Travel is instructive and pleasant, but after all there is nothing so
enjoyable as the independence and the luxury of one's own home. Travel
is pleasant, but home is delightful!


Without hearts, there is no home.



A man unconnected is at home everywhere; unless he may be said to be at
home nowhere.

                                      --_Dr. Sam'l Johnson._



     He enter'd in his house--his home no more,
     For without hearts there is no home--and felt
     The solitude of passing his own door
     Without a welcome.



Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.




     There is a land, of every land the pride,
     Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside;
     Where brighter suns dispense serener light,
     And milder moons emparadise the night;--
     There is a spot of earth supremely blest,
     A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest
     Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside
     His sword and sceptre, pageantry and pride,
     While in his softened looks benignly blend
     The sire, the son, the husband, brother, friend;--
     "Where shall that land, that spot of earth, be found?"
     Art thou a man?--a patriot?--look around!
     O, thou shalt find, where'er thy footsteps roam,
     That land thy country, and that spot thy home!

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


It is a great happiness, if after being absent from home for a time you
find no troubles awaiting your return.


Filling a house with bargains is apt to keep a couple from owning the
house in which they place them.


     'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark
     Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home;
     'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark
     Our coming, and look brighter when we come.



     My house, my house, though thou art small,
     Thou art to me a palace.



This is the true nature of home--it is the place of Peace; the shelter
not only from all injury, but from all terror, doubt and division. In so
far as it is not this, it is not home; so far as the anxieties of the
outer life penetrate into it * * * it ceases to be home; it is then only
a part of that outer world which you have roofed over and lighted fire

                                            --_John Ruskin._



     He seeks the tranquil scenes of early days,
       Leaving the dazzling haunts of vain ambition;
     And now, he longs to meet a kindly gaze
       And hear a warm and cheering recognition.

     How changed he seems! Though still in manhood's prime,
       Long hath he striven with care, want, and danger;
     Their iron grasp has wrought the work of Time,
       And all who view him, deem him as a stranger.

     He meets with one who knew him when a boy:
       How oft, beneath yon trees, in summer weather,
     They sat, and pictured scenes of future joy,
       When they should tread the far-off world together!

     They stand upon the old familiar spot:
       One feels long vanished memories steal o'er him;
     The other sees, yet recognizes not
       His blithe companion in the form before him.

     Next comes a friend who in his wavering youth
       His footsteps had upheld with patient guiding;
     Wise in his counsel, steadfast in his truth,
       Prompt in his praise, and gracious in his chiding.

     Hath he, indeed, discarded from his mind
       The object of his care and admonition?
     He hath not--yet he casts no glance behind;
       The wanderer fails to make his recognition.

     What, doth his image live indeed with none?
       Have all expelled him from their recollection?
     Lo! a sweet lady comes--the cherished one
       To whom he breathed his vows of young affection.

     He views her--she has lost the airy grace
       And mantling bloom that won his boyish duty;
     And yet a winning charm pervades her face,
       In the calm radiance of its mellowed beauty.

     Can she forget? Though others pass him by,
       Failing his former features to discover,
     Will not her faithful heart instruct her eye
       To recognize her dear, her long-lost lover?

     Oh! in that grief-worn man, no trace remains
       Of the gay, gallant youth from whom she parted;
     A brief and careless glance alone she deigns
       To the poor sufferer, chilled and broken-hearted;

     Who feels as though condemned to lead henceforth
       A strange, a sad, a separate existence,
     Gazing awhile on those he loves on earth,
       But to behold them fading in the distance.

     Lo! a pale matron comes, with quiet pace,
       And aspect of subdued and gentle sadness;--
     Fondly she clasps him in a warm embrace,
       And greets him with a burst of grateful gladness!

     "Praise be to Heaven!" the weary wanderer cries,
       "All human love is not a mocking vision:
     Through every change, in every varied guise,
       The son still claims his mother's recognition!"

                          --_From the Danish, by Mrs. Abdy._



     Home's not merely four square walls,
       Though with pictures hung and gilded;
     Home is where affection calls,
       Filled with shrines the heart hath builded!
     Home! go watch the faithful dove,
       Sailing 'neath the heaven above us;
     Home is where there's one to love!
       Home is where there's one to love us!

     Home's not merely roof and room,
       It needs something to endear it;
     Home is where the heart can bloom,
       Where there's some kind lip to cheer it!

     What is home with none to meet,
       None to welcome, none to greet us?
     Home is sweet,--and only sweet--
       When there's one we love to meet us.


Beware of those who are homeless by choice! You have no hold on a human
being whose affections are without a tap-root!



     I am as homeless as the wind that moans
     And wanders through the streets.




When I was a young man, there lived in our neighborhood one who was
universally reported to be a very liberal man, and uncommonly upright in
his dealings. When he had any of the produce of his farm to dispose of,
he made it an invariable rule to give good measure, over good, rather
more than could be required of him. One of his friends, observing him
frequently doing so, questioned him why he did it, told him he gave too
much, and said it would not be to his own advantage. Now mark the answer
of this man. "God Almighty has permitted me but one journey through the
world; and when gone I cannot return to rectify mistakes."


To be honest and faithful is to belong to the only aristocracy in the
world--and the smallest.

                                        --_Israel Zangwill._



On one occasion the first Napoleon being informed that a certain army
contractor had cheated the government by supplying the troops with very
inferior and insufficient food, sent for him to inquire into the affair.
"How is this?" said the Emperor: "I understand you have been violating
your contract." "Sire," was the answer, "I must live." "No," replied the
monarch, "I do not see the _must_. It is not necessary that you should
live; but it is necessary that you should do right."


Too much assertion gives ground of suspicion; truth and honesty have no
need of loud protestations.



Can any one who was present ever forget the broken voice and streaming
tears with which he (Dean Stanley) told the story of two little Scotch
boys, Reuben and Sandy? The story was as follows: "On a cold winter day,
a gentleman in Edinburgh had, out of pity, bought a box of matches from
a poor, little, shivering boy, and, as he had no pence, had given him a
shilling, of which the change was to be brought to his hotel. Hours
passed by, and the boy did not return. Very late in the evening a mere
child came to the hotel. 'Are you the gentleman that bought the matches
frae Sandy?' 'Yes.' 'Well, then, here's fourpence out o' yer' shillin';
Sandy canna come. He's verra ill. A cart ran over him and knocked him
doon, and he lost his bonnet and his matches and yer sevenpence, and
baith his legs are broken, and the doctor says he'll dee; and that's
a'.' And then, putting down the fourpence on the table, the poor child
burst into great sobs. 'So I fed the little man,' said the narrator;
'and I went with him to see Sandy. The two little things were living
almost alone; their father and mother were dead. Poor Sandy was lying on
a bundle of shavings. He knew me as soon as I came in, and said, 'I got
the change, sir, and was coming back, and then the cart knocked me down,
and both my legs were broken; and oh, Reuby, little Reuby, I am sure I
am dying, and who will take care of you when I am gone? What will ye
do?' 'I took his hand, and said I would always take care of Reuby. He
understood me, and had just strength enough to look up as if to thank
me; the light went out of his blue eyes. In a moment,

     He lay within the light of God,
       Like a babe upon the breast,
     Where the wicked cease from troubling
       And the weary are at rest.'"


_Honesty._--If he does really think that there is no distinction between
virtue and vice, why sir, when he leaves our houses let us count our

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


     The birthplace of a man does him no honor,
     But a man may do honor to his birthplace.


He, the Duke of Devonshire, was not a man of superior abilities, but was
a man strictly faithful to his word. If, for instance, he had promised
you an acorn, and none had grown that year in his woods, he would not
have contented himself with that excuse: he would have sent to Denmark
for it, so unconditional was he in keeping his word--so high as to the
point of honor.

                              --_Boswell's Life of Johnson._


Honor is like the eye which cannot suffer the least injury without
damage; it is a precious stone, the price of which is lessened by the
least flaw.




A poor man claimed a house which a rich man had seized. The former
produced his deeds and instruments to prove his right, but the latter
had provided a number of witnesses; and, to support their evidence the
more effectually, he secretly presented the cadi with a bag containing
five hundred ducats, which the cadi received. When it came to a hearing,
the poor man told his story and produced his writings, but lacked
witnesses. The other, provided with witnesses, laid his whole stress on
them and on his adversary's defective law, who could produce none; he,
therefore, urged the cadi to give sentence in his favor. After the most
pressing solicitations, the judge calmly drew from beneath his sofa the
bag of five hundred ducats, which the rich man had given him as a bribe,
saying to him very gravely, "You have been much mistaken in the suit;
for if the poor man could produce no witnesses in confirmation of his
right, I, myself, can furnish him with at least five hundred." He threw
him the bag with reproach and indignation and decreed the house to the
poor plaintiff.


What greater ornament is there to a son than a father's glory; or what
to a father than a son's honorable conduct?


     The honor is overpaid,
     When he that did the act is commentator.



_By Hook or Crook._--This saying is probably derived from a forest
custom. Persons entitled to fuel wood in the king's forest were only
authorized to take it of the dead wood or branches of trees in the
forest, "with a cart, a hook, and a crook."

                                       --_From Mulledulcia._


     Who bids me hope, and in that charming word
     Has peace and transport to my soul restor'd.

                                         --_Lord Lyttleton._


In all things it is better to hope than to despair.



     How often disappointment tracks
     The steps of hope!

                                            --_Miss Landon._


He that lives upon hopes will die fasting.


Hoping is the finest sort of courage and you can never have enough of

                                              --_C. Wagner._


     Who loses money, loses much;
     Who loses friends, loses more;
     Who loses hope, loses all: for he that wants hope is the poorest
           man alive.


Were it no for hope the heart wad break.



Our hopes often end in--hopes.


The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The
brightness of our life is gone.



Hope is sometimes a delusion; no hand can grasp a wave or a shadow.


       So we do but live,
     There's hope.



_Hope._--"Hast thou hope?" they asked of John Knox, when he lay a-dying.
He spoke nothing, but "raised his finger and pointed upward," and so




     You must come home with me and be my guest;
     You will give joy to me, and I will do
     All that is in my power to honor you.

                                          --_P. B. Shelley._


All our sweetest hours fly fastest.




                                           We leave
     Our home in youth--no matter to what end--
     Study--or strife--or pleasure, or what not;
     And coming back in few short years, we find
     All as we left it outside: the old elms,
     The house, the grass, gates, and latchet's self-same click:
           But, lift that latchet,--
                   Alas! all is changed as doom.

                                         --_Bailey: Festus._



     Lady, the sun's light to our eyes is dear,
     And fair the tranquil reaches of the sea,
     And flowery earth in May, and bounding waters;
     And so right many fair things I might praise;
     Yet nothing is so radiant and so fair
     As for souls childless, with desire sore-smitten,
     To see the light of babes about the house.



           Often, old houses mended,
     Cost more than new, before they're ended.

                                          --_Colley Cibber._


Though we should be grateful for good homes, there is no house like
God's out-of-doors.

                                 --_Robert Louis Stevenson._


_Boswell_: "I happened to start a question, whether, when a man knows
that some of his intimate friends are invited to the house of another
friend with whom they are all equally intimate, he may join them without
an invitation." Johnson: "No, sir, he is not to go when he is not
invited. They may be invited on purpose to abuse him"--smiling.


Houses are built to live in more than to look on; therefore let use be
preferred before uniformity, except where both may be had.



It's an unhappy household where all the smiles are dispensed in society
and all the frowns at home.


He has no religion who has no humanity.


Our humanity were a poor thing, but for the Divinity that stirs within



With the humble there is perpetual peace.



When you see an ear of corn holding itself very high (or a human head)
you may be sure there is nothing in it. The full ear is the lowliest;
the full head the most humble.


Humility is the root, mother, nurse, foundation, and bond of all virtue.



Hunger is the mother of impatience and anger.



They must hunger in frost who spring-time have lost.



The full stomach cannot comprehend the hungry one.


Wait is a hard word to the hungry.

                                        --_From the German._



     Faithful--as dog, the lonely shepherd's pride;
     True--as the helm, the bark's protecting guide;
     Firm--as the shaft that props the towering dome;
     Sweet--as to shipwreck'd seaman land and home;
     Lovely--as child, a parent's sole delight;
     Radiant--as morn, that breaks a stormy night;
     Grateful--as streams, that, in some deep recess,
     With rills unhoped the panting traveler bless,
     Is he that links with mine his chain of life,
     Names himself lord, and deigns to call me wife.



Between husband and wife there should be no question as to material
interests. All things should be in common between them without any
distinction or means of distinguishing.



A Scottish youth learned, with a pious mother, to sing the old psalms
that were then as household words to them in the kirk (church) and by
the fireside. When he had grown up he wandered away from his native
country, was taken captive by the Turks, and made a slave in one of the
Barbary States. But he never forgot the songs of Zion, although he sang
them in a strange land and to heathen ears.

One night he was solacing himself in this manner when the attention of
some sailors on board of a British man-of-war was directed to the
familiar tune of "Old Hundred" as it came floating over the moonlit

At once they surmised the truth that one of their countrymen was
languishing away his life as a captive. Quickly arming themselves, they
manned a boat and lost no time in effecting his release. What joy to him
after eighteen long years passed in slavery! Is it strange that he ever
afterwards cherished the glorious tune of "Old Hundred?"

                                           --_Old Magazine._



The I is worthy of aversion when it is principally confined to the
person who uses it.



                                 What am I?
     Naught! But the effluence of Thy light divine
     Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too.
     Yes, in my spirit doth Thy spirit shine,
     As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew.
     Naught! But I live, and on Hope's pinions fly
     Eager toward Thy presence; for in Thee,
     I live, and breathe, and dwell, aspiring high,
     Even to the throne of Thy divinity.
     I am, O God, and surely Thou must be!

                        --_Sir John Bowring's translation of
                                  Derzhavin's "Ode to God."_


Ideas are like beards; men do not have them until they grow up.


A young man idle, an old man needy.


Labor is the divine law of our existence; repose is desertion and


     If you want anything done, go to a busy man;
     Man of leisure never has time to do anything.


     Lose this day loitering--'twill be the same story
     To-morrow, and the next more dilatory.



If any man wish to escape idleness let him fall in love.


Better lose your labor than your time in idleness.



Idleness must thank itself if it go barefoot.

                                        --_From the German._


     I would not waste my spring of youth
     In idle dalliance; I would plant rich seeds,
     To blossom in my manhood and bear fruit
     When I am old.



Never remain ignorant for the want of asking questions.


Ignorance is often a voluntary misfortune.

                                        --_From the French._


         Rather bear the ills we have
     Than fly to others that we know not of.



Man's ills are in the main of his own seeking.


Those who imitate us we like much better than those who endeavor to
equal us. Imitation is a sign of esteem, competition of envy.



     It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
     Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
     This longing after immortality?
     Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
     Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul
     Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
     'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us;
     'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter,
     And intimates eternity to man.
     The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
     Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
     But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
     Unhurt amidst the war of elements,
     The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.



_Impertinence._--That man is guilty of impertinence who considers not
the circumstances of time, or engrosses the conversation, or makes
himself the subject of his discourse, or pays no regard to the company
he is in.



Airs of importance are often the credentials of insignificance.




Live within your income. Always have something saved at the end of the
year. Let your imports be more than your exports, and you'll never go
far wrong.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


All men are not susceptible to improvement.


It is better to have nothing to do than to be doing nothing.



Men of all ages have the same inclinations, over which reason exercises
no control. Thus, wherever men are found, there are the same follies.



What madness to carry all one's income on one's back.


Our incomes are like our shoes; if too small, they gall and pinch us;
but if too large, they cause us to stumble and to trip.



_Fickleness._--Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro, as this Mr.
---- ----?



Mankind is made up of inconsistencies.



     Lose this day loitering, 'twill be the same story
     To-morrow, and the next more dilatory;
     True indecision brings its own delays.
     And days are lost, lamenting over days.
     Are you in earnest? Seize the very minute;
     What you can do, or think you can, begin it;
     Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.
     Only begin it and the mind grows heated;
     Begin it, and the work will be completed.--



     I hate dependence on another's will,
     Which changes with the breath of ev'ry whisper,
     Just as the sky and weather with the winds:
     With the winds, as they blow east or west,
     To make his temper pleasant or unpleasant.




If any man can do without the world, it is certain the world can do
quite as well without him.



Living to-day on tomorrow's salary is a sure sign of financial


Seek not every quality in one individual.


That is the best gown that goes most up and down the house.



     I like the man who faces what he must,
     With steps triumphant and a heart of cheer;
     Who fights the daily battle without fear;
     Sees his hopes fail, yet keeps unfaltering trust
     That God is God, that somehow, true and just,
     His plans work out for mortals; not a tear
     Is shed when fortune, which the world holds dear,
     Falls from his grasp; better with love a crust
     Than living in dishonor; envies not,
     Nor loses faith in man; but does his best,
     Nor murmurs at his humble lot;
     But with a smile and words of hope, give zest
     To every toiler. He alone is great
     Who by a life heroic conquers fate.

                                        --_Sarah K. Bolton._


The smiles of infants are said to be the first-fruits of human reason.




     The hour arrives, the moment wished and feared,
     The child is born, by many a pang endeared;
     And now the mother's ear has caught his cry;
     O! grant the cherub to her asking eye!
     He comes, she clasps him, to her bosom pressed,
     He drinks the balm of life, and drops to rest.
     She, by her smile, how soon the stranger knows;
     How soon by his the glad discovery shows!
     As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy,
     What answering looks of sympathy and joy!
     He walks--he speaks--in many a broken word,
     His wants, his wishes, and his griefs are heard;
     And ever, ever to her lap he flies,
     Where rosy sleep comes on with sweet surprise,
     Locked in her arms, his arms across her flung,
     That name most dear forever on his tongue.
     As with soft accents round her neck he clings,
     And cheek to cheek her lulling song she sings,
     How blest to feel the beating of his heart,
     Breathe his sweet breath, and kiss for kiss impart,
     Watch o'er his slumbers, like the brooding dove,
     And if she can, exhaust a mother's love!

                              --_From Littell's Living Age._



A hound, who in the days of his youth and strength had never yielded to
any beast of the forest, encountered in his old age a boar in the chase.
He seized him boldly by the ear, but could not retain his hold because
of the decay of his teeth, so that the boar escaped. His master, quickly
coming up, fiercely abused the dog. The hound looked up and said: "It
was not my fault, master; my spirit was as good as ever, but I could not
help mine infirmities. I rather deserve to be praised for what I have
been, than to be blamed for what I am."



"On a cold winter evening," said Dr. T. L. Cuyler recently, "I made my
first call on a rich merchant in New York. As I left the door and the
piercing gale swept in, I said:

"What an awful night for the poor?

"He said come back for a moment; and in a very few minutes brought me a
roll of bank bills, and said:

"Please hand these for me to the poorest people you know.

"After a few days I wrote him the grateful thanks of the poor whom his
bounty had relieved, and added:

"How is it that a man so kind to his fellow creatures has always been so
unkind to his Saviour as to refuse him his heart?

"That sentence touched him to the core.

"He sent for me to come and talk to him, and speedily gave himself to
Christ. He has been a most useful Christian ever since. But he told me I
was the first person who had talked to him about his soul in twenty
years. One hour of work did more for that man than the pulpit effort of
a life-time."




It is reported that a young man being examined preparatory to joining
the church was asked--"Under whose preaching?" The prompt reply--"I was
converted under my mother's practising." Did any preacher ever utter so
powerful a sermon as the young man embodied in those few words?


It is a common thing for men to hate the authors of their preferment, as
the witnesses of their mean original.


At the first entrance into thy estate keep a low sail; thou mayest rise
with honor; thou canst not decline without shame; he that begins as his
father ended, will be apt to end as his father began.


     Some grave their wrongs on marble; He more just,
     Stooped down serene, and wrote them on the dust;
     Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,
     Swept from the earth, and blotted from His mind;
     There, secret in the grave, He bade them lie,
     And grieved they could not escape the Almighty's eye.


One is keen to suspect a quarter from which one has once received a
hurt. "A burnt child dreads the fire."


The noblest remedy for injuries is oblivion.

                                        --_From the French._


     Hath any wronged thee?
     Be bravely revenged;
     Slight it, and the work is begun;
     Forgive it, and 'tis finished.
     He is below himself who is not above an injury.


A man hurts himself by injuring me: what, then shall I therefore hurt
myself by injuring him?


_Ink--Described_:--The colored slave that waits upon thought; a drop may
make a million think.



The innocent are gay.



There is no real courage in innocence.


What narrow innocence it is for one to be good only according to the



     Better confide and be deceiv'd
       A thousand times by treacherous foes,
     Than once accuse the innocent
       Or let suspicion mar repose.


It is only the vulgar who are always fancying themselves insulted. If a
man treads on another's toe in good society, do you think it is taken as
an insult?


I once met a man who had forgiven an injury. I hope some day to meet the
man who has forgiven an insult.



The borough of Hull, in the reign of Charles II, chose Andrew Marvell, a
young gentleman of little or no fortune, and maintained him in London
for the service of the public. With a view to bribe him, his old
school-fellow, the Lord Treasurer Danby, went to him in his garret. At
parting, the Lord Treasurer slipped into his hands an order upon the
treasury for £1000, and then went into his chariot. Marvell looking at
the paper, called after the treasurer--"My lord, I request another
moment." They went up again to the garret, and the servant boy was
called--"What had I for dinner yesterday?" "Don't you remember, sir, you
had the little shoulder of mutton that you ordered me to bring from a
woman in the market?" "Very right. What have I for dinner today?" "Don't
you know, sir, that you made me lay up the blade-bone to broil?" "'Tis
so; very right. Go away." "My lord, do you hear that? Andrew Marvell's
dinner is provided; there's your piece of paper, I want it not. I knew
the sort of kindness you intended. I live here to serve my constituents.
The ministry may seek men for their purpose; I am not one."


Integrity is to be preferred to eloquence.



The integrity of men is to be measured by their conduct, not by their



One of dull intellect cannot come in, nor go away, nor sit, nor rise,
nor stand, like a man of sense.

                                             --_La Bruyere._


God has placed no limits to the exercise of the intellect he has given
us, on this side of the grave.



     Respect other people's opinions;
     Intolerance is usually an index of weakness.


_Irresolution._--Don't stand shivering upon the bank; plunge in at once
and have it over.




The wife of a distinguished man when asked where her jewels were,
replied, "my jewels are my children, my husband, and his triumphs."



A lady who was very rich, and fond of pomp and show, after having
displayed, in a visit she made, her diamonds, pearls, and richest
jewels, earnestly desired Cornelia, the illustrious, to let her see her
jewels also. Cornelia dexterously turned the conversation to another
subject, to wait the return of her sons, who were gone to the public
schools. When they returned and entered their mother's apartment, she
said to the rich lady, pointing to them with her hand, "These are my
jewels, and the only ornaments I admire."



When you first saw the light of this world you were crying, and your
friends were full of joy;--Live, so, that when you die, your friends
will cry and you will be full of joy.


                           Of joys departed,
     Not to return, how painful the remembrance!

                                               --_R. Blair._


     I cannot speak, tears so obstruct my words,
     And choke me with unutterable joy.



     Joy when it's shared, its pleasure doubles,
     And sorrow, loses half its troubles.


_Johnson_: "It is commonly a weak man who marries for love." We then
talked of marrying women of fortune; and I (Boswell) mentioned a common
remark, that a man may be, upon the whole, richer by marrying a woman
with a very small portion, because a woman of fortune will be
proportionally expensive; whereas a woman who brings none will be very
moderate in expenses. _Johnson_: "Depend upon it, Sir, this is not true.
A woman of fortune, being used to the handling of money, spends it
judiciously; but a woman who gets the command of money for the first
time upon her marriage, has such a gust in spending it, that she throws
it away with great profusion."

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


Never risk a joke, even the least offensive in its nature and the most
common, with a person who is not well-bred, or possessed of sense to
comprehend it.

                                             --_La Bruyere._



Sir Matthew Hale was very exact and impartial in his administration of
justice. One of the first peers of England went once to his chamber and
told him--"That having a suit in law to be tried before him, he was
there to acquaint him with it, that he might the better understand it
when he should come to be heard in court." Upon which Sir Matthew
interrupted him, and said--"He did not deal fairly to come to his
chamber about such affairs, for he never received any information of
causes but in open court, where both parties were to be heard alike," so
he would not suffer him to go on. Whereupon his grace (for he was a
Duke) went away not a little dissatisfied, and complained of it to the
king, as a rudeness that was not to be endured. But his majesty bade him
content himself that he was no worse used, and said--"He verily believed
he would have used himself no better, if he had gone to solicit him in
any of his own causes."


When we are too young our judgment is at fault; so also when we are too



Give every one the benefit of a doubt. You might be sadly in need of it
yourself some day!

                                           --_N. S. Murphy._


Gently to hear, kindly to judge.


We shall be judged, not by what we might have been, but what we have



He hears but half, that hears one party only.



Any time is the proper time for saying what is just.

                                         --_From the Greek._


Justice and truth may sleep but will never die.


Habits of justice are a valuable possession.



Justice means that standard or boundary of right which enables us to
render to every man his just due without distinction.



"I expect" said one, "to pass thro' this world but once. If therefore
there be any kindness I can do, or show, to my fellow-men, let me do it
now, as I shall not pass this way again."

                                     --_Mrs. A. B. Hegeman._


Kindness is the golden chain by which society is bound together.



Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or

                                            --_F. W. Faber._


A long delay in kindness takes the kindness all away.


To remind a man of a kindness conferred is little less than a reproach.


In the _Gentleman's Magazine_ for September, 1797, published in London,
there appears a letter which shows Benjamin Franklin, the philosopher,
in the character of a creditor. The letter, which was written in Paris,
is as follows:--

                                             April 22, 1784.

     I send you herewith a bill for ten louis d'ors. I do not
     pretend to give such a sum. I only lend it to you. When you
     shall return to your country you cannot fail of getting into
     some business that will in time enable you to pay all your
     debts. In that case, when you meet with another honest man in
     similar distress you must pay me by lending this sum to him,
     enjoining him to discharge the debt by a like operation when
     he shall be able, and shall meet with such another
     opportunity. I hope it may thus go through many hands before
     it meets with a knave to stop its progress. This is a trick of
     mine for doing a deal of good with a little money. I am not
     rich enough to afford much in good works, and so am obliged to
     be cunning and make the most of a little.


     If none were sick and none were sad,
     We scarcely would be tender.



A Scotch Highlander was taken prisoner by a tribe of Indians; his life
was about to be sacrificed, when the chief adopted him as his son. They
carried him into the interior; he learnt their language, assumed their
habits, and became skillful in the use of their arms. After a season the
same tribe began their route to join the French army, at that time
opposed to the British. It was necessary to pass near to the British
lines during the night. Very early in the morning, and it was spring,
the old chief roused the young Highlander from his repose: he took him
to an eminence, and pointed out to him the tents of his countrymen. The
old man appeared to be dreadfully agitated, and there was a keen
restlessness in his eye. After a pause--"I lost," said he, "my only son
in a battle with your nation; are you the only son of your father? And
do you think that your father is yet alive?" The young man replied, "I
am the only son of my father, and I hope that my father is yet alive."
They stood close to a beautiful magnolia in full blossom. The prospect
was grand and enchanting, and all its charms were crowned by the sun,
which had fully emerged from the horizon. The old chief, looking
steadfastly at his companion, exclaimed: "Let thy heart rejoice at the
beauty of the scene! To me it is as the desert; but you are free; return
to your countrymen, revisit your father that he may again rejoice when
he sees the sun rise in the morning, and the trees blossom in the


Little acts of kindness are stowed away in the heart, like bags of
lavender in a drawer, to sweeten every object around them.


A good man that has done a kindness never proclaims it, but does another
as soon as he can; much like the vine which is satisfied by being
fruitful in its kind, and bears a bunch of grapes without expecting
thanks for it.


     There's no dearth of kindness
       In this world of ours;
     Only in our blindness
       We gather thorns for flowers.

                                          --_Gerald Massey._


     Money can be repaid--
     Not kindness such as yours.



_Returned Kindness._--When the country near Albany was newly settled, an
Indian came to the inn at Lichfield, and asked for a night's shelter, at
the same time confessing that from failure in hunting he had nothing to
pay. The hostess drove him away with reproachful epithets, and as the
Indian was retiring sorrowfully,--there being no other inn for many a
weary mile,--a man who was sitting by directed the hostess to supply his
wants, and promised to pay her. As soon as his supper was ended, the
Indian thanked his benefactor, and said he would some day repay him.
Several years thereafter the settler was taken a prisoner by a hostile
tribe, and carried off to Canada. However, his life was spared, though
he himself was detained in slavery. But one day an Indian came to him,
and giving him a musket, bade the captive follow him. The Indian never
told where they were going, nor what was his object; but day after day
the captive followed his mysterious guide, till one afternoon they came
suddenly on a beautiful expanse of cultivated fields, with many houses
rising amongst them. "Do you know that place?" asked the Indian. "Ah,
yes--it is Lichfield!" and whilst the astonished exile had not recovered
his surprise and amazement, the Indian exclaimed--"And I am the starving
Indian on whom at this very place you took pity. And now that I have
paid for my supper, I pray you go home!"

                                             --_Dr. Dwight._



     Let them enjoy their little day,
       Their humble bliss receive;
     Oh, do not lightly take away
       The life thou canst not give.


Getting money is not all a man's business: to cultivate kindness, is a
valuable part of the business of life.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


A more glorious victory cannot be gained over another man than this:
that when the injury began on his part, the kindness shall begin on


     If you grant a favor, forget it;
     If you receive one, remember it.


Whoever knows how to return a kindness he has received must be a friend
above all price.



Write injuries in the dust and kindness in marble.



The seal that stamps many a future.

A woman's most effective argument.

Woman's passport to her husband's purse.

A wireless message from the lips to the heart.


A kiss of the lips does not always touch the heart.


     Pleasant is the welcome kiss
       When the day's dull round is o'er;
     And sweet the music of the step
       That meets us at the door.



     Some say that kissing's a sin;
     But I think it's nane ava,
     For kissing has wonn'd[1051:A] in this warld
     Since ever that there was twa.
     Oh! if it wasna lawfu',
     Lawyers wadna allow it;
     If it wasna holy,
     Ministers wadna do it;
     If it wasna modest,
     Maidens wadna tak' it;
     If it wasna plenty,
     Puir folk wadna get it.



[1051:A] Won.


Knowledge is a comfortable and necessary retreat and shelter for us in
an advanced age; and if we do not plant it while young, it will give us
no shade when we grow old.


Ask the young people: they know everything!


A Persian philosopher being asked by what method he had acquired so much
knowledge, replied, "By not being prevented by shame from asking
questions respecting things of which I was ignorant."


Knowledge is not gained on a bed of roses.


If you have knowledge let others light their candles at it.



Men may acquire knowledge, but not wisdom. Some of the greatest fools
the world has known have been learned men.


I have never yet found a man who did not know something of which I was


If we do not plant it (knowledge) when young, it will give us no shade
when we are old.


Knowledge without practice is like a glass eye, all for show, and
nothing for use.


_Johnson_:--I remember very well when I was at Oxford, an old gentleman
said to me,--"Young man, ply your book diligently now, and acquire a
stock of knowledge; for when years come upon you, you will find that
poring upon books will be but an irksome task."

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


     The Earl of Morton said at John Knox's grave,--
     "He lies there who never feared the face of man."




The beauty and blessedness of labor are finely presented by John
Greenleaf Whittier:--

     Give fools their gold, and knaves their power;
       Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall;
     Who sows a field, or trains a flower,
       Or plants a tree, is more than all.

     For he who blesses most is blest;
       And God and man shall own his worth
     Who toils to leave, as his bequest
       An added beauty to the earth.


Genius begins great works; labor alone finishes them.


The fruit derived from labor is the sweetest of all pleasures.



I have also seen the world, and after long experience have discovered
that ennui is our greatest enemy, and remunerative labor our most
lasting friend.




Some relaxation is necessary to people of every degree; the head that
thinks, and the hand that labors, must have some little time to recruit
their diminished powers.



None so little enjoy life, and are such burdens to themselves, as those
who have nothing to do. The active only have the true relish of life. He
who knows not what it is to labor, knows not what it is to enjoy. It is
exertion that renders rest delightful, and sleep sweet, and undisturbed.



Two old farmers were walking up a road near Dunfermline, when one of the
pair, shading his eyes from the sun, pointed to a distant field and

"I wonder if that figure over there is a scarecrow."

He paused and considered the matter for a while, and then, in a
satisfied tone, concluded:

"Yes, it must be a scarecrow; it's not moving."

But the other Scot had a sharper pair of eyes, and perhaps a better
understanding of human nature.

"No," he said, dryly, "it's not a scarecrow; it's only a man working by
the day."



The Rev. Mr. Berridge being once visited by a loquacious young lady,
who, forgetting the modesty of her sex, and the superior gravity of an
aged divine, engrossed all the conversation of the interview with small
talk concerning herself. When she rose to retire, he said, "Madam,
before you withdraw, I have one piece of advice to give you; and that
is, when you go into company again, after you have talked _half an hour_
without intermission, I recommend it to you to stop awhile, and see if
any other of the company has anything to say."

                                           --_Old Magazine._



Many hardships endured by students attending university or college in
Scotland have been brought to light from time to time. A student of
Anderson's Medical College some years ago fulfilled the duties of
lamplighter during his spare hours in a neighboring burgh. He had no
other income than the few shillings he received weekly for lighting,
extinguishing and cleaning the burgh lamps, and from this he paid his
college fees and kept himself fairly respectable. On one occasion he
applied for an increase of wages, and was called before the committee.
One of the bailies remarked that an able-bodied healthy-looking young
man like the applicant, might find some other employment instead of
wasting his time as he was doing. The application for an increase was
refused. One may conceive the bailie's surprise at a subsequent meeting
when the town clerk read a letter from the lamplighter, tendering his
resignation, as he had passed his final examination as a fully qualified

                                           --_Glasgow News._


Ah! how sweet it is to remember--the long, long ago.



Talking of the origin of language,--_Johnson_: "It must have come by
inspiration. A thousand, nay, a million of children could not invent a
language. While the organs are pliable, there is not understanding
enough to form a language; by the time that there is understanding
enough, the organs are become stiff. We know that after a certain age we
cannot learn to pronounce a new language. No foreigner who comes to
England when advanced in life, ever pronounces English tolerably well;
at least such instances are very rare. When I maintain that language
must have come by inspiration, I do not mean that inspiration is
required for rhetoric, and all the beauties of language; for when once
man has language, we can conceive that he may gradually form
modifications of it. I mean only that inspiration seems to me to be
necessary to give man the faculty of speech; to inform him that he may
have speech; which I think he could no more find out without inspiration
than cows or hogs would think of such a faculty."

                              --_Boswell's Life of Johnson._


_Laughter._--To laugh, if but for an instant only, has never been
granted to men before the fortieth day from his birth, and then it is
looked upon as a miracle of precocity.

                                       --_Pliny, the Elder._


A good laugh is sunshine in a house.



John Dryden said,--"It is a good thing to laugh, and if a straw can
tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness, and of health."


He who laughs overmuch may have an aching heart.


The vulgar laugh and seldom smile; whereas well-bred people often smile
and seldom laugh.


Laughing is not always a proof that the mind is at ease, or in


Agree if possible, for the law is costly.


     If you've a good case, try to compromise;
     If you've a bad one, take it into court.


The law's delay, the insolence of office.



Law is sometimes like a mouse-trap; easy to enter, but not easy to get
out of.



To go to law is for two persons to kindle a fire at their own cost to
warm others, and singe themselves to cinders; and because they cannot
agree as to what is truth and equity, they will both agree to unplume
themselves, that others may be decorated with their feathers.



He that goes to law for a sheep will be apt to lose a cow.


     A lawyer's office is, I'm sure you'll find,
     Just like a mill, whereto for grinding come
     A crowd of folk of every sort and kind.



     Wisely has it been said--that he who would go to law,
                 Must have a _good_ cause,
                 A _good_ purse,
                 A _good_ attorney,
                 _Good_ evidence
                 And a _good_ judge and jury--and having
     all these _goods_, unless he has also _good luck_, he will stand
     but a _bad_ chance of success.


In a lawsuit nothing is certain but the expense.


The Talmud says that when a man once asked Shamai to teach him the law
in one lesson, Shamai drove him away in anger. He then went to Hillel
with the same request. Hillel said, "Do unto others as you would have
others do unto you. This is the whole law; the rest merely commentaries
upon it."


Two go to law; a third, generally, bears off the spoil.



A man from the country applied lately to a respectable solicitor in this
town for legal advice. After detailing the circumstances of the case, he
was asked if he had stated the facts exactly as they occurred. "Ou, ay,
sir," rejoined the applicant, "I thought it best to tell you the plain
truth; ye can put the lees till't yoursel'."



     I know you lawyers can, with ease,
     Twist your words and meanings as you please;
     That language, by your skill made pliant,
     Will bend to favor every client;
     That 'tis the fee directs the sense,
     To make out either side's pretence.



Lawyers' gowns are lined with the wilfulness of their clients.


     Two lawyers, when a knotty case was o'er,
     Shook hands, and were as good friends as before.
     "Zounds!" says the losing client, "How come you
     To be such friends, who were such foes just now?"
     "Thou fool," says one, "we lawyers, tho' so keen,
     Like shears, ne'er cut ourselves, but what's between."


Some lawyers have the knack of converting poor advice into good coin.


Laziness grows on people; it begins in cobwebs and ends in iron chains.


No man is so learned, but he may be taught; neither is anyone so
illiterate, but he may teach.


The chief art of learning is to attempt but little at a time.



     Learning by study must be won,
     'Twas ne'er entailed from sire to son.



One pound of learning requires ten of common sense to apply it.


Who swallows quick, can chew but little. (Applied to learning.)




     "Come little leaves," said the wind one day,
     "Come o'er the meadows with me and play;
     Put on your dress of red and gold,
     Summer is gone, and the days grow cold."

     Soon as the leaves heard the wind's loud call
     Down they came fluttering, one and all;
     Over the brown fields they danced and flew,
     Singing the soft little songs that they knew.

     Dancing and whirling the little leaves went,
     Winter had called them, and they were content.
     Soon fast asleep in their earthly beds,
     The snow laid a coverlet over their heads.



After the Civil War many offers of places of honor and fame came to
General Robert E. Lee. He refused them all, says Thomas Nelson Page, in
his biography of the soldier. The only position which he finally did
accept, was the presidency of Washington College,--now Washington and
Lee University, at Lexington, Virginia, with a small salary.

On one of these occasions, Lee was approached with the tender of the
presidency of an insurance company, at a salary of fifty thousand
dollars a year. He declined it, saying that it was work with which he
was not familiar.

"But, general," said the representative of the insurance company, "you
will not be expected to do any work. What we wish, is the use of your

"Do you not think," said General Lee, "that if my name is worth fifty
thousand dollars a year, I ought to be very careful about taking care of


Colonel Chesney, of the British Army, said of R. E. Lee: "The day will
come when the evil passions of the great civil war will sleep in
oblivion, and the North and South do justice to each other's motives,
and forget each other's wrongs. Then history will speak with clear voice
of the deeds done on either side, and the citizens of the whole Union do
justice to the memories of the dead, and place above all others the name
of the great Southern chief. In strategy, mighty; in battle, terrible;
in adversity, as in prosperity, a hero indeed; with the simple devotion
to duty and the rare purity of the ideal Christian Knight,--he joined
all the kingly qualities of a leader of men. It is a wondrous future
indeed that lies before America; but in her annals of the years to come,
as in those of the past, there will be found few names that can rival in
unsullied lustre that of the heroic defender of his native
Virginia,--Robert Edward Lee."

                                   _From "Lee of Virginia_,"
                           --_By Edward Jennings Lee, M. D._


He that visits the sick, in the hope of a legacy, I look upon him in
this to be no better than a raven, that watches a weak sheep only to
peck out the eyes of it.



Leisure is sweet to those who have earned it, but burdensome to those
who get it for nothing.


     Full oft have letters caused the writers
     To regret the day they were inditers.


Letters which are sometimes warmly sealed, are often but coldly opened.




     Though safe thou think'st thy treasure lies,
     Hidden in chests from human eyes,
     A fire may come, and it may be
     Bury'd, my friend, as far from thee.
     Thy vessel that yon ocean stems,
     Loaded with golden dust and gems,
     Purchased with so much pains and cost,
     Yet in a tempest may be lost.
     Pimps, and a lot of others,--a thankless crew,
     Priests, pickpockets, and lawyers too,
     All help by several ways to drain,
     Thanking themselves for what they gain.
     The liberal are secure alone,
     For what we frankly give, forever is our own.

                                         --_Lord Lansdowne._



The office of liberality consisteth in giving with judgment.



Libraries are the wardrobes of literature.

                                             --_James Dyer._


A lie has no legs and cannot stand; but it has wings, and can fly far
and wide.

                                       --_Bishop Warburton._


Equivocation is first cousin to a lie.


                                   One lie
     Demands for its support a hundred more.


One lie must be thatched with another, or it will soon rain through.



Life is a journey, and they only who have traveled a considerable way in
it, are fit to direct those who are setting out.


     A term of life is set to every man,
     Which is but short; and pass it no one can.



     Better, ten-fold, is a life that is sunny,
     Than a life that has nothing to boast of but money.


I have found by experience that many who have spent all their lives in
cities, contract not only an effeminacy of habit but of thinking.




At twenty years of age, the will reigns; at thirty, the wit; and at
forty, the judgment.



I find one of the great things in this world is not so much where we
stand, as in what direction we are moving.


     There's a Divinity that shapes our ends,
     Rough-hew them as we will.



The husband and the wife must, like two wheels, support the chariot of
domestic life, otherwise it must stop.



The following well-merited rebuke by a slave to his master, shows that
persons occupying mean positions in this life are sometimes superior to
those above them.

A gentleman in the enjoyment of wealth, and of high social standing, and
wholly given up to the pleasures of this world, knowing that one of his
slaves was religious, and happening to see him in the garden near the
porch of his house, called him up rather to amuse himself than for any
serious purpose. When the slave came to him, cap in hand, he said, "Tom,
what do you think of me; do you believe I will be one of the elect when
I die?"

With a low obeisance, the slave replied: "Master, I never knew any one
to be elected who was not a candidate."

The master, struck with the gentle but just rebuke of the man's answer,
turned and entered his mansion, and from that hour became a candidate,
living thereafter a good life.



Every period of life has its peculiar prejudices: whoever saw old age,
that did not applaud the past, and condemn the present times?



In life, as in chess, forethought wins.


Yes and No are, for good or evil, the giants of life.

                                             --_D. Jerrold._



An old gentleman, accounting recently for his age and his happiness,
said: "It is quite simple. Lead a natural life, eat what you want,--but
of course prudence must be exercised--and walk on the sunny side of the


It is to live twice, when we can enjoy the recollections of our former



     Life! We've been long together
     Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;
     'Tis hard to part when friends are dear--
     Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear.
       Then steal away, give little warning,
         Choose thine own time,
     Say not "good-night," but in some brighter clime,
         Bid me "good-morning."

                                         --_A. L. Barbauld._



     How short is human life! the very breath
     Which frames my words, accelerates my death.

                                            --_Hannah More._



         Ah! what is human life?
     How like the dial's tardy-moving shade,
     Day after day slides from us unperceived!
     The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth;
     Too subtle is the movement to be seen:
     Yet soon the hour is up--and we are--gone.



Are we to have a continuous performance by "I did" and "I didn't"?



     Into each life some rain must fall,
     Some days be dark and dreary
     Behind the cloud the sun's still shining.



Every man's life lies within the present; for the past is spent and done
with, and the future is uncertain.



     Lord, help me live from day to day,
     In such a self-forgetful way,
     That even when I kneel to pray,
     My prayer shall be for--others.


No one sees what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.



     He who with life makes sport,
       Can prosper never;
     Who rules himself in nought,
       Is a slave ever.



     Think not thou livest in vain,
     Or that one honest pain
     Of thine is lost.
     He, who in loving care,
     Numbers thine every hair,
     Knows all the cost.

     No lightest care of thine
     Escapes His love divine;
     No smile's forgot,
     Nor cup of water given.
     Each tender, loving deed,
     Like some strange, precious seed,
     Shall bear its fruit in heaven.

     Nor dream, if thou wert gone
     From out life's troubled throng
     Thou'dst not be missed.
     Thou knowest not what heart,
     That lives in gloom apart,
     Would find its sunshine fled
     If thou wert dead--
     What slender thread of faith would break
     If thou shouldest prove untrue.

     The flower that blooms in desert place
     And lifts its head with winsome grace,
     Might sigh: "Alas; ah, me:
     Why should I live where none can see?"
     But He who made both field and flood,
     Hath formed that flower and called it good,
     And in His wisdom placed it there
     To make the desert seem more fair:
     And if He then hath need of flowers
     To deck this barren world of ours,
     He hath a use for thee!



How small a portion of our life it is, that we really enjoy. In youth,
we are looking forward to things that are to come; in old age, we are
looking backwards to things that are gone past; in manhood, although we
appear indeed to be more occupied in things that are present, yet even
that is too often absorbed in vague determinations to be vastly happy on
some future day, when we have time.


                 Our little life
     Is rounded with a sleep.




     This folio of four pages, happy work!
     Which not even critics criticize, that holds
     Inquisitive attention while I read--
     What is it, but a busy map of life,
     Its fluctuations and its vast concerns?


The acts of this life are the destiny of the next.



     There are three whose life is no life:--
     He who lives at another's table;
     He whose wife domineers over him;
     And he who suffers bodily affliction.



Life is too short to be spent in nursing animosities, or in registering


     Think naught a trifle, though it small appear;
     Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
     And trifles, life.




     Life's fittest station needs must be
       Midway between the poor and great:
     Above the cares of poverty,
       Below the cares of high estate.

                                           --_E. C. Dolson._


We find life exactly what we put in it.


               The sweetest thing in life
     Is the unclouded welcome of a wife.

                                           --_N. P. Willis._


As we advance in life we learn the limits of our abilities.



Be ready at all times to listen to others.


A man with an empty stomach is a poor listener.


The only thing certain about litigation is it's uncertainty.



     Little by little added, if oft done,
     In small time makes a good possession.

                              --_Hesiod, a Greek, 850 B. C._


What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?



     The old man looks down, and thinks of the past.
     The young man looks up, and thinks of the future.
     The child looks everywhere, and thinks of nothing.


     For 'tis a truth well known to most,
     That whatsoever thing is lost,
     We seek it, ere it come to light,
     In every cranny but the right.



Where you are not appreciated, you cannot be loved.


When people fall in love at first sight, they often live to regret that
they didn't take another look.


     "I'm sorry that I spelt the word,
       I hate to go above you;
     Because"--the brown eyes lower fell--
       "Because, you see, I love you!"

                                --_John Greenleaf Whittier._


Where there is love, all things interest; where there is indifference,
minute details are tedious, disbelief is cherished, and trifles are apt
to be thought contemptible.


If he loves me, the merit is not mine; my fault will be if he ceases.



To a man, the disappointment of love may occasion some bitter pangs: it
wounds some feelings of tenderness--it blasts some prospects of
felicity; but he is an active being; he may dissipate his thoughts in
the whirl of varied occupation, or may plunge into the tide of pleasure;
or, if the scene of disappointment be too full of painful associations,
he can shift his abode at will, and taking, as it were, the wings of the
morning, can "fly to the uttermost parts of the earth, and be at rest."

But woman's is comparatively a fixed, a secluded and a meditative life.
She is more the companion of her own thoughts and feelings; and if they
are turned to ministers of sorrow, where shall she look for consolation?
Her lot is to be wooed and won; and if unhappy in her love, her heart is
her world--is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and
abandoned, and left desolate.

Shall I confess it?--I believe in broken hearts, and the possibility of
dying of disappointed love! I do not, however, consider it a malady
often fatal to my own sex; but I firmly believe that it withers down
many a lovely woman into an early grave. So is it the nature of woman to
hide from the world the pangs of wounded affection.

                                      --_Washington Irving._


To love and to be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.



     Since there's no help for me, come, let us kiss and part--
     Alas! I am done, you see no more of me;
     But I am sorry, yea, sorry with all my heart,
     That thus, you have willed it,--to be free:
     Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows,
     And when we meet at any time again,
     Be it not seen in either of our brows
     That we one jot of former love retain.



Dr. Doddridge one day asked his little daughter how it was that
everybody loved her: "I know not," said she, "unless it be that I love



He who is loved by man is loved by God.

                                             --_The Talmud._


     If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see
     That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.



Love is the only passion that justifies a perpetual hyperbole, i. e.,
poetic exaggeration.



There is an atmosphere in the letters of those we love which we
alone--we who love--can feel.



     Life without love is like day without sunshine,
       Roses bereft of sweet nature's perfume;
     Love is the guide mark to those who are weary
       Of waiting and watching in darkness and gloom.

     Love to the heart is like dewdrops to violets
       Left on the dust-ridden roadside to die;
     Love leads the way to our highest endeavors,
       Lightens and lessens the pain of each sigh.

     Life without love is like spring without flowers,
       Brook-streams that move not, or star-bereft sky;
     Love creates efforts most worthy and noble,
       Prompts us to live and resigns us to die.




     The night has a thousand eyes,
         And the day but one;
     Yet the light of the whole world dies
         With the setting sun.

     The mind has a thousand eyes,
         And the heart but one;
     But the light of a whole life dies
         When love is done.

                                  --_Francis W. Bourdillon._


     One nail by strength drives out another,
     So the remembrance of my former love
     Is by a newer object quite forgotten.



Love is like the moon; when it does not increase, it decreases.



     Behold the sun forget to shine,
     The brightest star to twinkle,
     The ivy round the oak to twine,
     The tearful heart to sprinkle
     The sod that wraps affection's grave,
     The never silent surging sea
     The sandy shore to lash and lave--
     Then think that I'll forget thee.




     Sweet mother, I can spin no more to-day,
     And all for a youth who has stolen my heart away.

                                       --_Sappho, 600 B. C._
                                 --_Translated by Appleton._


We are easily duped by those whom we love.




"Martha, does thee love me?" asked a quaker youth of one at whose shrine
his heart's fondest feelings had been offered up.

"Why, Seth," answered she, "we are commanded to love one another, are we

"Aye, Martha; but does thee regard me with that feeling that the world
calls love?"

"I hardly know what to tell thee, Seth; I have greatly feared that my
heart was an erring one. I have tried to bestow my love on all; but I
have sometimes thought, perhaps, that thee was getting rather more than
thy share."

                                     --_Christian Observer._


No disguise can long conceal love where it is, nor feign it where it is




     Naught sweeter is than love. Whom that doth bless
         Regardeth all things less.
     If thou first taste of love, then shalt thou see
         Honey shall bitter be!
     What roses are, they never know, who miss
         Fair Cytherea's kiss.

                                          --_Nossis, Greek._
                          _Translated by Lilla Cabot Perry._


     How often love is maintained by wealth:
     When all is spent adversity then breeds
     The discontent.



The moment one is in love one becomes so amiable.



     I had so fixed my heart upon her,
     That whereso'er I fram'd a scheme of life
     For time to come, she was my only joy
     With which I used to sweeten future cares:
     I fancy'd pleasures, none but one who loves
     And doats as I did, can imagine like them.


The secret _of being loved_ is _in being_ lovely, and the secret _of
being_ lovely, is _in being_ unselfish.


A lover never sees the faults of the one he loves till the enchantment
is over.



     He came too late! Neglect had tried
       Her constancy too long;
     Her love had yielded to her pride
       And the deep sense of wrong.
     She scorned the offering of a heart
       Which lingered on its way,
     Till it could no delight impart,
       Nor spread one cheering ray.

     He came too late! At once he felt
       That all his power was o'er;
     Indifference in her calm smile dwelt--
       She thought of him no more.
     Anger and grief had passed away,
       Her heart and thoughts were free;
     She met him, and her words were gay
       No spell had memory.

     He came too late! Her countless dreams
       Of hope had long since flown;
     No charms dwelt in his chosen themes,
       Nor in his whispered tone.
     And when, with word and smile, he tried
       Affection still to prove,
     She nerved her heart with woman's pride
       And spurned his fickle love.




     Oh, no! we never mention him, his name is never heard;
     My lips are now forbid to speak that once familiar word:
     From sport to sport they hurry me, to banish my regret;
     And when they win a smile from me, they think that I forget.

     They bid me seek in change of scene the charms that others see;
     But were I in a foreign land, they'd find no change in me.
     'Tis true that I behold no more the valley where we met,
     I do not see the hawthorn-tree; but how can I forget?

     For oh! there are so many things recall the past to me--
     The breeze upon the sunny hills, the billows of the sea;
     The rosy tint that decks the sky before the sun is set;--
     Ay, every leaf I look upon forbids me to forget.

     They tell me he is happy now, the gayest of the gay;
     They hint that he forgets me too,--but I heed not what they say:
     Perhaps like me he struggles with each feeling of regret;
     But if he loves as I have loved, he never can forget.

                        --_Thomas Haynes Bayley, 1797-1839._


Is it possible a man can be so changed by love that one would not know
him for the same person?


Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.



Love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.


Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life
of the affections, as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are
wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.




"My dear Veit," said Luther, "I have said it often and I repeat it
again, whoever would know God aright and speculate concerning Him
without danger, must look into the manger, and learn first of all to
know the Son of the Virgin Mary, born at Bethlehem, lying in His
mother's bosom or hanging upon the cross; then will he understand who
God is. This will not only then be not terrible, but on the contrary
most attractive and comforting. Guard yourself, my dear Veit, from the
proud thought of climbing into heaven without this ladder, apart from
the Lord Jesus Christ in His humanity. As the Word simple describes Him,
stick to this, and do not permit reason to divert you from it; then will
you apprehend God aright! I wish to know of no other God than the God
who hung upon the cross, Jesus Christ, the Son of God, and of the Virgin


Luther was remarkable for his contempt of riches, though few men had a
greater opportunity of obtaining them. The Elector of Saxony offered him
the produce of a mine at Sneberg, but he nobly refused it, lest it
should prove an injury to him.




_Dr. Johnson_:--"A man gives half a guinea for a dish of green peas. How
much gardening does this occasion? How many laborers must the
competition, to have such things early in the market, keep in
employment? You will hear it said very gravely, 'Why was not the
half-guinea, thus spent in luxury, given to the poor? To how many might
it have afforded a good meal? Alas! has it not gone to the _industrious_
poor, whom it is better to support, than the _idle_ poor? You are much
surer that you are doing good when you _pay_ money to those who work, as
the recompense of their labor, than when you _give_ money merely in



He who is too much afraid of being duped has lost the power of being




     Full oft he sware with accents true and tender,
       "Though years roll by, my love shall ne'er wax old!"
     And so to him my heart I did surrender,
       Clear as a mirror of pure burnished gold;

     And from that day, unlike the seawood bending
       To every wave raised by the autumn gust,
     Firm stood my heart, on him alone depending,
       As the bold seaman in his ship doth trust.

     Is it some cruel evil one that hath bereft me?
       Or hath some mortal stolen away his heart?
     No word, no letter since the day he left me;
       Nor more he cometh, ne'er again to part!

     In vain I weep, in helpless, hopeless sorrow,
       From earliest morn until the close of day;
     In vain, till radiant dawn brings back the morrow,
       I sigh the weary, weary nights away.

     No need to tell how young I am, and slender--
       A little maid that in thy palm could lie:
     Still for some message comforting and tender
       I pace the room in sad expectancy.


     He was a man, take him for all in all,
     I shall not look upon his like again.



A truly great man never puts away the simplicity of the child.



He who does not advance, goes backward; recedes.

                                         --_From the Latin._


A man who is amiable will make almost as many friends as he does


An angry man is often angry with himself when he returns to reason.

                                          --_Publius Syrus._



An old man answering to the name of Joseph Wilmot, was brought before
the police court. His clothes looked as if they had been bought second
hand in his youthful prime.

"What business?"

     "None; I'm a traveler."

"A vagabond, perhaps?"

     "You are not far wrong: the difference between the two, is,
     that the latter travel without money, and the former without

"Where have you traveled?"

     "All over the continent."

"For what purpose?"


"What have you observed?"

     "A little to commend, much to censure, and very much to laugh

"Humph! What do you commend?"

     "A handsome women that will stay at home, an eloquent divine
     that will preach short sermons, a good writer that will not
     write too much, and a fool that has seen enough to hold his

"What do you censure?"

     "A man who marries a girl for fine clothing, a youth who
     studies law while he has the use of his hands, and the people
     who elect a drunkard to office."

"What do you laugh at?"

     "At a man who expects his position to command the respect
     which his personal qualities and qualifications do not merit."

He was dismissed.


Every man is a volume, if you know how to read him.

                                         --_W. E. Channing._


As no man is born without faults, the best is he who has the fewest.


Burns, the poet, when in Edinburgh one day, recognized an old farmer
friend, and courteously saluted him, and crossed the street to have a
chat; some of his new Edinburgh friends gave him a gentle rebuke, to
which he replied:--"It was not the old great-coat, the scone bonnet,
that I spoke to, but the man that was in them."



Man has been thrown naked into the world, feeble, incapable of flying
like the bird, running like the stag, or creeping like the serpent;
without means of defense, in the midst of terrible enemies armed with
claws and stings; without means to brave the inclemency of the seasons,
in the midst of animals protected by fleece, by scales, by furs; without
shelter, when all others have their den, their hole, their shell;
without arms, when all about him are armed against him. And yet he has
demanded of the lion his cave for a lodging and the lion retires before
his eyes; he has despoiled the bear of his skin, and of it made his
first clothing; he has plucked the horn from the bull, and this is his
first drinking-cup; then he has dug even into the bowels of the earth,
to seek there the instruments of his future strength; from a rib, a
sinew, and a reed, he has made arms; and the eagle, who, seeing him at
first in his weakness and nakedness, prepares to seize him as his prey,
struck in mid-air, falls dead at his feet, only to furnish a feather to
adorn his head. Among animals, is there one, who under such conditions
could have preserved life? Let us for a moment separate the workman from
his work, God from nature. Nature has done all for this insect,--of
which they had been discoursing,--nothing for man. It is that man should
be the product of intelligence rather than of matter; and God, in
granting him this celestial gift, this ray of light from the divine
fire, created him feeble and unprotected, that he might make use of it,
that he might be constrained to find in himself the elements of his

                      --_By X. B. Saintine, in Picciola; or,
                                         The Prison Flower._


Wherever a man goes to dwell his character goes with him.


Our acts make or mar us,--we are the children of our own deeds.

                                            --_Victor Hugo._



                        O, but man, proud man!
     Dress'd in a little brief authority;
     Most ignorant of what he's most assured.



     I've learned to judge of men by their own deeds,
     I do not make the accident of birth
     The standard of their merit.



     What a piece of work is man!
     How noble in reason! How infinite in faculties!
     In form and moving how express and admirable!
     In action how like an angel!
     In appearance how like a god!
     The beauty of the world! the paragon of animals!



Direct not him, whose way himself will choose.


He that can please nobody, is not so much to be pitied as he that nobody
can please.



To quarrel with a drunken man is harming the absent.


Goethe said that there is no man so commonplace that a wise man may not
learn something from him. Sir Walter Scott could not travel in a coach
without gleaning some information or discovering some new trait of
character in his companions.



     I have seen the wicked in great power,
     And spreading himself, like a green bay-tree;
     Yet he passed away, and, lo! he was not;
     Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
       Mark the perfect man,
         And behold the upright,
           For the end of that man is peace.

                                  --_Psalms xxxvii, 35-37v._


He who stands high is seen from afar.

                                        --_From the Danish._


I confess that increasing years bring with them an increasing respect
for men who do not succeed in life, as those words are commonly used.

                                          --_G. S. Hillard._


Beauty is good for women, firmness for men.



A man who is always forgetting his best intentions may be said to be a
thoroughfare of good resolutions.


It is a matter of the simplest demonstration, that no man can be really
appreciated, but by his equal or superior.



It takes a great man to make a good listener.

                                       --_Sir Arthur Helps._


Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but rising every time we
fall. A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor is a man perfected
without trials.



Be content with the day as it is; look for the good in everything.


An honest man is believed without an oath, for his reputation swears for


A thread will tie an honest man better than a rope will do a rogue.


     Would you make men trustworthy? Trust them.
     Would you make them true? Believe them.
     We win by tenderness.
     We conquer by forgiveness.



If there is any person to whom you unfortunately feel a dislike that is
the person of whom you ought never to speak.

                                          --_Richard Cecil._


He is not yet born who can please everybody.


Fenimore Cooper asserts, in one of his books, that there is "an
instinctive tendency in men to look at any man who has become
distinguished." Said Carlyle: "True, surely, and moreover, an
instinctive desire in men to become distinguished and be looked at,


It is not what he has, nor even what he does, which directly expresses
the worth of a man, but what he is.



Man is not allowed to know what will happen--tomorrow.



A horse is not known by his furniture, but by his qualities; so men
should be esteemed for virtue, not wealth.


     Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes
       Beholds his own hereditary skies.

                                          --_Dryden's Ovid._


The best club for a married man is an armchair in front of a big
fire-place at home.


Men take each other's measure when they meet for the first time.


Does one see wolves taking to the road in order to plunder other wolves,
as does inhuman man?


No man can end with being superior, who will not begin with being

                                           --_Sydney Smith._


     Never speak of a man in his own presence.
     It is always indelicate, and may be offensive.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


No man is always wise.



An obstinate man does not hold opinions, but they hold him.


They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.



Men possessed with an idea cannot be reasoned with.



The life of an old man is like a lighted candle in a draft.



The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor the man perfected
without trials.

                                       --_From the Chinese._


         He was--describe him who can,
     An abridgement of all that was pleasant in man;
     A truer, nobler, trustier heart,
     More loving or more loyal, never beat
     Within a human breast.


Some men remain poor because they haven't enough friends, and some
because they have too many.


A poor man, though living in the crowded mart, no one will notice; a
rich man, though dwelling amid the remote hills, his distant relative
will visit.


Art may make a suit of clothes, but nature must produce the man.



The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never for


It is not good that man should be alone.

                                         --_Genesis 2, 18v._


Silent men, like still waters, are sometimes deep and dangerous.


Man is a social creature, and we are made to be helpful to each other;
we are like the wheels of a watch, that none of them can do their work
alone, without the concurrence of the rest.


Strive not too anxiously for thy support, thy Maker will provide. No
sooner is a man born, than milk for his support streams from the breast.



He that swells in prosperity will be sure to shrink in adversity.



The difference, he, Johnson, observed between a well-bred and an
ill-bred man is this: One immediately attracts your liking, the other
your aversion. You love the one till you find reason to dislike him; you
dislike the other till you find reason to love him.

                              --_Boswell's Life of Johnson._



He is a general disturber of other's peace and serenity. Everybody with
whom he has to do is thrown from time to time into a state of fever; he
is systematically late; regular only in his irregularity.




No is a surly, honest fellow, speaks his mind rough and round at once.


A true man never frets about his place in the world, but just slides
into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings there as easily as
a star.


He had nothing and was content. He became rich and is discontented.


Thou canst mould him into any shape like soft clay.



None but the well-bred man knows how to confess a fault, or acknowledge
himself in error.


A well-bred man is always sociable and complaisant.




The question is asked concerning the property of every rich man who
dies; and it was answered very happily by Cloots, who was executor upon
the estate of the late Mr. Snodgrass. His neighbor, Mr. Nailroad, was an
exceedingly inquisitive man. The day after the funeral, Nailroad visited
Cloots, and, with an inspecting face, began to question him. "Mr.
Cloots," says he, "if it is not improper, will you inform me how much my
particular friend Snodgrass left?" "Certainly," said Cloots:--"He _left_
every cent he was worth in the world, and didn't take a copper with


     Who does the best his circumstances allow,
     Does well, acts nobly; angels could do no more.



If you would know a man truly, know him off duty, when the duties of the
day are over and he has left his post.



Men who want to do everything their own way must make a world to suit
them, for it can not be done in this.


The man whom I call deserving the name, is one whose thoughts and
exertions are for others, rather than himself.



If a man write a better book, preach a better sermon, or make a better
mouse-trap than his neighbor, though he build his house in the
wilderness, the world will make a beaten path to his door.



He who doth not speak an unkind word to his fellow-creatures is master
of the whole world.


Those who think must govern those who toil.


The wise man shapes himself according to his environments, as water to
the shape of the vessel into which it is poured.



At the working-man's house hunger may look in, but dare not enter.


I am almost frozen by the distance you are from me.


Manners carry the world for the moment; character, for all time.



Behavior is a mirror in which every one displays his image.




The distinguishing trait of people accustomed to good society is a calm,
imperturbable quiet, which pervades all their actions and habits, from
the greatest to the least. They eat in quiet, move in quiet, live in
quiet, and lose their wife, or even their money in quiet; while others
cannot take up either a spoon, or an affront, without making such an
amazing noise about it.



Manners are the shadows of virtue.

                                           --_Sydney Smith._


Vulgar people can't be still.

                                           --_O. W. Holmes._


In society want of sense is not so unpardonable as want of manners.



The wealthy and the noble when they expend large sums in decorating
their houses with the rare and costly efforts of genius, with busts, and
with cartoons from the pencil of a Raphael, are to be commended, if they
do not stand still _here_, but go on to bestow some pains and cost, that
the master himself be not inferior to the mansion, and that the owner be
not the only thing that is _little_, amidst everything else that is
_great_. The house may draw visitors, but it is the possessor alone that
can detain them.


Marriage is the bloom or blight of all men's happiness.




There is no one thing more lovely in this life, more full of the divine
courage, than when a young maiden, from her past life, from her happy
childhood, when she rambled over every field and moor around her home;
when a mother anticipated her wants and soothed her little cares, when
her brothers and sisters grew from merry playmates, to loving, trustful
friends; from Christmas gatherings and romps, the summer festivals in
bower or garden; from the secure backgrounds of her childhood, and
girlhood, and maidenhood, looks out into the dark and unilluminated
future away from all that, and yet unterrified, undaunted, leans her
fair cheek upon her lover's breast, and whispers--"Dear heart! I cannot
see, but I believe. The past was beautiful, but the future I can
trust--with thee!"



_Advice on Marriage._--An Athenian who was hesitating whether to give
his daughter in marriage to a man of worth with a small fortune, or to a
rich man who had no other recommendation, went to consult Themistocles
on the subject. "I would bestow my daughter," said Themistocles, "upon a
man without money, rather than upon money without a man."



Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards.



     Cling closer, closer, life to life,
       Cling closer, heart to heart;
     The time will come, my own wed wife,
       When you and I must part!
     Let nothing break our band but Death,
       For in the world above
     'Tis the breaker Death that soldereth
       Our ring of wedded love.

                                              --_G. Massie._



A man of experience, declares that men, like plants, adapt themselves to
conditions. To illustrate his theory, he told of two men, one of whom
said to the other, at a pleasantly critical period:

"Do you think two can live as cheaply as one?"

"Before my marriage I thought they could," was the guarded reply.

"And afterward?" anxiously.

"Afterward I found they had to."



_Boswell_: "Pray, sir, do you not suppose that there are fifty women in
the world, with any one of whom a man may be as happy, as with any one
woman in particular?" _Johnson_: "Ay, sir, fifty thousand." _Boswell_:
"Then, sir, you are not of opinion with some who imagine that certain
men and certain women are made for each other, and that they cannot be
happy if they miss their counterparts." _Johnson_: "To be sure not, sir.
I believe marriages would in general be as happy, and often more so, if
they were all made by the Lord Chancellor, upon a due consideration of
the characters and circumstances, without the parties having any choice
in the matter."

                                _Boswell's Johnson, p. 283._
                                         --_Samuel Johnson._


     Choose not alone a proper mate,
     But proper time to marry.



When a man and woman are married their romance ceases and their history


     Wedlock, indeed, hath oft compared been
     To public feasts, where meet a public rout,
     Where they that are without, would fain go in,
     And they that are within, would fain go out.

                                           --_Sir J. Davis._


Marriage somewhat resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot
be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing
anyone who comes between them.

                                               --_S. Smith._


_Marry in your own Rank._ Wise was the man, ay, wise indeed, who first
weighed well this maxim, and with his tongue published it abroad, that
to marry in one's own class is best by far, and that a peasant should
woo the hand neither of any that have waxed wanton by riches, nor of
such as pride themselves in high-traced lineage.




     Now the rite is duly done,
     Now the word is spoken,
     And the spell has made us one
     Which may ne'er be broken;
     Rest we, dearest, in our home,
     Roam we o'er the heather;
     We shall rest, and we shall roam,
     Shall we not--together?

     From this hour the summer rose
     Sweeter breathes to charm us;
     From this hour the winter snows
     Lighter fall to harm us;
     Fair or foul--on land or sea--
     Come the wind or weather,
     Best or worst, whate'er they be,
     We shall (D.V.) always share--together!

                               --_Winthrop Mackworth Praed._


Whom first we love, you know one seldom weds.

                                          --_Owen Meredith._


A pious elder once said to his son in view of marriage,--"My boy, piety
is essential for the life to come, but good temper is the great
requisite for happiness in this world."


The reason why so few marriages are happy is because young ladies spend
their time in making nets, not in making cages.




If God had designed woman as man's master, He would have taken her from
his head; if as his slave, He would have taken her from his feet; but as
He designed her for his companion and equal, He took her from his side.

                                          --_St. Augustine._


The following was written on a card by an old friend of a young lady's
when he sent her some flowers on the eve of her wedding day:--"I have
sent you a few flowers to adorn the dying moments of your single life."


     The treasures of the deep are not so precious
     As are the concealed comforts of a man
     Lock'd up in woman's love. I scent the air
     Of blessings, when I come but near the house.
     What a delicious breath marriage sends forth--
     The violet bed's not sweeter!



     Blessed their life whose marriage prospers well,
     But if things fall out ill, no happiness
     Awaits them, within doors or without,--so beware!




     Speak it not lightly; 'tis a holy thing--
       A bond, enduring thro' long distant years,
     Life will not prove all sunshine; there will come
       Dark hours for all; oh! will ye, when the night
     Of sorrow gathers thickly round your home,
       Love as ye did in days when smooth and bright
     Seemed the sure path ye trod, untouched by care,
       And deemed the future, like the present, fair?

     Age, with its silvery locks, will come stealing on,
       And bring the tottering step, the furrow'd cheek,
     The eye, from whence each lustrous gleam hath gone;
       And the pale lip, with accents low and weak;
     Will ye then think upon your youth's gay prime,
       And, smiling, bid love triumph over time?

     Speak it not lightly; oh! beware! beware!
       'Tis no vain promise, no unmeaning word;
     Before God's altar, now ye both do swear,
       And by the High and Holy One 'tis heard!
     Be faithful to each other till life's close;
       Seek peace below, and you'll get Heaven's repose.


Let him who weds, wed character, not money.


A girl should look happy because she is not married; a wife because she


_A Gentleman, but a Fool._--Chief Justice Marshall once found himself
suddenly brought to a halt by a small tree which intervened between the
front wheel and the body of his buggy. Seeing a servant at a short
distance, he asked him to bring an axe and cut down the tree. The
servant--a colored man--told the judge that there was no occasion for
cutting down the tree, but just to back the buggy. Pleased at the good
sense of the fellow, Judge Marshall told him that he would leave him
something at the inn hard by, where he intended to stop, having then no
small change. In due time the man applied, and a dollar was handed him.
Being asked if he knew who it was that gave him the dollar, he replied:
"No, sir: I concluded he was a gentleman by his leaving the money, but I
think he is the biggest fool I ever saw."


If thou art a master, be sometimes blind, and sometimes deaf.



Let no man be the servant of another who can be his own master.


Our master is our--enemy.

                                   --_From Amiel's Journal._

Applicable to those who have formed a useless habit.


_Matrimony._--He hath tied a knot with his tongue that he cannot untie
with all his teeth.


_Numbers, xxxvi. 6_,--"Let them marry to whom they think best; only to
the family of the tribe of their fathers shall they marry."

Mr. John Martin used to give two advices, both to his children and
others, in reference to marriages. One was, "Keep within the bounds of
your profession." The other was, "Look at suitableness in age, quality,
education, temper, etc." He used to observe, from Genesis, ii, 18, "I
will make him a help-meet for him;" that there is not meetness, there
will not be much help. He commonly said to his children, with reference
to their choice in marriage, "Please God, and please yourselves, and you
shall never displease me;" and greatly blamed those parents who conclude
matches for their children without their consent. He sometimes mentioned
the saying of a pious gentlewoman, who had many daughters.--"The care of
most people is how to get good husbands for their daughters; but my care
is to fit my daughters to be good wives, and then let God provide for



     The sum of all that makes a just man happy
     Consists in the well-choosing of his wife:
     And there, well to discharge it, does require
     Equality of years, of birth, of fortune;
     For beauty being poor, and not cried up
     By birth or wealth, can truly mix with neither.
     And wealth, when there's such difference in years,
     And fair descent, must make the yoke uneasy.




     1. That man must lead a happy life
     2. Who is directed by a wife;
     3. Who's free from matrimonial chains
     4. Is sure to suffer for his pains.

     5. Adam could find no solid peace
     6. Till he beheld a woman's face;
     7. When Eve was given for a mate,
     8. Adam was in a happy state.

Epigram: Read alternate lines,--1,3; 2,4; 5,7; 6,8.




The following admirable lines were inscribed upon a golden crown having
five sides, which was found in the tomb of Noosherwan.

     _First Side._--"Consider the end before you begin, and before
     you advance, provide a retreat.

          Give not unnecessary pain to any man, but study the
          happiness of all.

          Ground not your dignity upon your power to hurt

     _Second Side._--"Take counsel before you commence any measure,
     and never trust its execution to the inexperienced.

          Sacrifice your property for your life, and your life
          for your religion.

          Spend your time in establishing a good name, and if
          you desire fortune, learn contentment."

     _Third Side._--"Grieve not for that which is broken, stolen,
     burnt or lost.

          Never give order in another man's house; accustom
          yourself to eat your bread at your own table."

     _Fourth Side._--"Take not a wife from a bad family, and seat
     not thyself with those who have no shame.

          Keep thyself at a distance from those who are
          incorrigible in bad habits, and hold no intercourse
          with that man who is insensible to kindness.

          Convert not the goods of others.

          Be sensible of your own value, estimate justly the
          worth of others: and war not with those who are far
          above thee in fortune."

     _Fifth Side._--"Be envious of no man, and avoid being out of
     temper, or thy life will pass in misery.

          Respect and protect the females of thy family."


The meals which are eaten in company are always better digested than
those which are taken in solitude.

                                              --_Dr. Combe._


The poor man must walk to get meat for his stomach, the rich man to get
a stomach for his meat.


Johnson said melancholy people were apt to fly to intemperance for
relief, but that it sunk them much deeper in misery. He observed, that
laboring men who work hard and live sparingly, are seldom or never
troubled with low spirits.

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


Everyone complains of his memory, and no one complains of his judgment.



By attention ideas are _registered_ on the memory.


An old deacon was accustomed to offer this prayer: "Help us to forget
what we ought not to remember, and to remember what we ought not to

                                           --_Weekly Paper._


                       What nicer, what sweeter, than--
     The remembrance of a past in boyhood's village days without regret!


So many we find to be well fed but ill taught.


_The Greatest Men Arose from the People._--The greatest scholars, poets,
orators, philosophers, warriors, statesmen, inventors, and improvers of
the arts, arose from the people. If we had waited till courtiers had
invented the arts of printing, clockmaking, navigation, and a thousand
others, we should probably have continued in darkness till this hour.


     I would as soon attempt to entice a star
     To perch upon my finger; or the wind
     To follow me like a dog--as try to make
     Some people do what they ought.



When Washington Irving visited Abbotsford, Sir Walter Scott introduced
him to many of his friends and favorites, not only among the neighboring
farmers, but the laboring peasantry. "I wish to show you," said Scott,
"some of our really excellent plain Scotch people. The character of a
nation is not to be learnt from its fine folks, its fine gentlemen and
ladies; such you meet everywhere, and they are everywhere the same."




Never have anything to do with an unlucky man. I never act with them.
Their advice sounds very well, but they cannot get on themselves; and if
they cannot do good to themselves, how can they do good to me?



He that studies books alone, will know how things ought to be; and he
that studies men, will know how things are.


Wise men care not for what they cannot have.


Young people are very apt to overrate both men and things, from not
being enough acquainted with them.



The trouble with most young men is that they do not learn anything
thoroughly, and are apt to do the work committed to them in a careless
manner. The business world is full of such young men, content in simply
putting in their time somehow and drawing their salaries, making no
effort whatever to increase their efficiency and thereby enhance their
own as well as their employers' interests.



_The Clemency of a Queen._--It is related that during the first few days
of the reign of Queen Victoria, then a girl between nineteen and twenty
years of age, some sentences of a court-martial were presented for her
signature. One was death for desertion. She read it, paused, and looked
up to the officer who laid it before her, and said:--"Have you nothing
to say in behalf of this man?" "Nothing; he has deserted three times,"
answered the officer. "Think again, Your Grace," was the reply. "And,"
said the gallant veteran, as he related the circumstance to his
friends--(for he was none other than the Duke of Wellington)--"seeing
her majesty so earnest about it, I said--'He is certainly a bad
_soldier_, but there was somebody who spoke as to his good character,
and he may be a good _man_ for aught I know to the contrary.'" "Oh, I
thank you a thousand times!" exclaimed the youthful queen, and hastily
writing 'Pardoned' in large letters on the fatal page, she sent it
across the table with a hand trembling with eagerness and beautiful



Mercy's door should open to those who knock.


When there is doubt, lean to the side of mercy.




     When the Omniscient Giver of all life,
     In His eternal council first conceived
     The thought of man's creation, forth He call'd
     Into His presence three bright ministers--
     Justice, and Truth, and Mercy, that forever
     Had hovered around His throne--and thus He spoke;
     "Shall we make man?" Then stern Justice replied:
     "Create him not, for he will trample on
     Thy holy law;" and Truth, too, answering, said,
     "Create him not, O God! he will pollute
     Thy sanctuary!" When forth Mercy came,
     And dropping on her knees, exclaimed: "O God!
     Create him! I will watch his wandering steps,
     And tender guide thro' all the darksome paths
     That he may tread." Then forthwith God made man,
     And said: "Thou art the child of Mercy; go:
     In mercy with thy erring brother deal."

                                --_Judge Crittenden, of Ky._



                             Think not the good,
     The gentle deeds of mercy thou hast done,
     Shall die forgotten all; the poor, the prisoner,
     The fatherless, the friendless, and the widow,
     Who daily owe the bounty of thy hand,
     Shall cry to Heaven, and pull a blessing on thee.

                                          --_Nicholas Rowe._


He that showeth mercy when it may be best spared will receive mercy when
it shall be most needed.



     I would not enter on my list of friends
     (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense,
     Yet wanting sensibility) the man
     Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
     An inadvertent step may crush the snail
     That crawls at evening in the public path;
     But he that has humanity forewarn'd,
     Will tread aside, and let the reptile live.
     Ye, who love mercy, teach your sons
     To love it too.



It is beautifully said that the veil of futurity is woven by the hand of



We pray for mercy, Let that same prayer teach us to render The deeds of



Merit does not always meet its due reward.


Merit and good-breeding will make their way everywhere.


All are not merry that dance lightly.



     When I dinna ken what I say, Sandy,
     And ye dinna ken what I mean--that's metaphysics.



Method will teach you to win time.




Perhaps one of the most noteworthy characteristics of Methodists is the
spirit of clannishness which runs through the whole body. Is any sick,
the rest are eager to pray; is any merry, the rest are delighted to sing
psalms; and they will not only pray and sing in sympathy, which is
comparatively easy, but they are ready to spend, and to be spent, for
the brethren to almost any extent. Men may know that they are Methodists
from the love they have one to another.

     Through whatsoever ill betide
       For you I will be spent and spend:
     I'll stand forever by your side,
     And naught shall you and me divide,
       Because you are my friend.

                              --_Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler._


Where might is right, right is not upright.

                                        --_From the German._


It is indicative of a weak mind to be much depressed by adversity or
elated by prosperity.


A well-governed mind learns in time, to find pleasure in nothing but the
true and the just.



Overtasking the mind is an unwise act; when nature is unwilling, the
labour is vain.



     Who fills his mind with matters small
     For great things has no room at all.


When the mind is in a state of uncertainty, the smallest impulse directs
it to either side.




It cannot be too deeply impressed on the mind, that application is the
price to be paid for mental acquisitions, and that it is as absurd to
expect them without it, as to hope for a harvest where we have not sown
the seed.



Narrowness of mind is often the cause of obstinacy: we do not easily
believe beyond what we see.

                                       --_La Rochefoucauld._


                                         I am one,
     Who finds within me a nobility,
     That spurns the idle pratings of the great,
     And their mean boast of what their fathers were,
     While they themselves are fools effeminate,
     The scorn of all who know the worth of mind
     And virtue.


All who know their mind do not know their heart.



     Entire and perfect happiness is never
     Vouchsafed to man; but nobler minds endeavor
     To keep their inward sorrows unrevealed.
     With meaner spirits nothing is concealed.
     Weak, and unable to conform to fortune,
     With rude rejoicing or complaint importune,
     They vent their exultation or distress.
     Whate'er betides us--grief or happiness--
     The brave and wise will bear with steady mind,
     The allotment, unforeseen and undefined,
     Of good or evil, which the Gods bestow,
     Promiscuously dealt to man below.

                                        --_Theognis, Greek._
                                      _Translated by Frere._


Life will always be, to a large extent, what we ourselves make it. Each
mind makes its own little world. The cheerful mind makes it pleasant,
and the discontented mind makes it miserable. "My mind to me a kingdom
is" applies alike to the peasant as to the monarch.


The face is the index of the mind.



It is not position, but mind, that I want, said a lady to her father,
when rejecting a suitor.


Those who visit foreign countries, but who associate only with their own
countrymen, change their climate, but not their customs; they see new
meridians, but the same men, and with heads as empty as their pockets,
return home, with travelled bodies, but untravelled minds.


Youthful minds, like the pliant wax, are susceptible of the most lasting
impressions, and the good or evil bias they then receive is seldom if
ever eradicated.


Little minds are hurt by little things; great minds rise above them.


Noblest minds are easiest bent.




My friends, the chief duty of the ministers of God, is, that they should
help their brethren to the best of their fallible knowledge and feeble
power. When there is a spirit of repentance; when men truly seek the
means of grace; when they have ceased to be insolent and defiant in sin;
when they do intend--were it but ever so faintly--to lead a new

     Our commission is to heal, not harm;
     We come not to condemn, but reconcile;
     We come not to compel, but call again;
     We come not to destroy, but edify;
     Nor yet to question things already done;
     These are forgiven; matters of the past;
     And range with jetsam, and with offal, thrown
     Into the blind sea of forgetfulness.

                                     --_F. W. Farrar, D. D._


One ounce of mirth is worth more than ten thousand weight of gloominess.


Man is no match for woman where mischief reigns.



Most just it is that he who breweth mischief should have the first
draught of it himself.




Constantine the Great, born 274 A. D., in order to reclaim a miser, took
a lance and marked out a space of ground the size of a human body and
said to him: "Add heap to heap, accumulate riches upon riches, extend
the bounds of your possessions, conquer the whole world, and in a few
days, such a spot as this, will be all that you will have."


A miser grows rich by seeming poor; an extravagant man grows poor by
seeming rich.



_Misers._--If I knew a miser, who gave up every kind of comfortable
living, all the pleasure of doing good to others, all the esteem of his
fellow citizens, for the sake of accumulating wealth; "Poor Man," I
would say, "you pay too much for your whistle."

                                         --_Benj. Franklin._


No thoroughly occupied man was ever miserable.



'Tis time enough to bear a misfortune when it comes without anticipating



Learn never to repine at your own misfortunes, or to envy the happiness
of others.


Any man may make a mistake; none but a fool will stick to it.



Better a mistake avoided, than two corrected.


     I will not quarrel with a slight mistake,
     Such as our nature's frailty may excuse.



There are few, very few, that will own themselves in a mistake.



No lessons are so impressive as those our mistakes teach us.


     Young heads are giddy, and young hearts are warm,
     And make mistakes for manhood to reform.



People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to
copy after.




     He that holds fast the golden mean,
     And lives contentedly between
       The little and the great,
     Feels not the wants that pinch the poor,
     Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door.




     'Tis not enough the voice be sound and clear,
     'Tis modulation that must charm the ear.


The abundance of money ruins youth.


I almost grow to believe there is a sort of curse on money which is not
earned, even when it is bestowed by father on son or daughter. It
cripples individual development, and I think only when it is earned is
it blest.


A' complain o' want o' siller (money): nane o' want o' sense.



     Your money cannot change your blood,
     Although you strut as though it could.



     He serves you in the present tense;
     He lends you in the conditional mood;
     Keeps you in the subjunctive;
     And is apt to ruin you in the future!



The love of money is the root of much devotion.


A man's money is either his master or his slave.


Money doesn't make happiness. There is many a heart-ache behind plenty
of money!

                                       --_Nettie S. Murphy._


He who finds no money in his own purse, is still less likely to find it
in that of others.


Agassiz said, "I have no time to waste in making money. Life is not
sufficiently long to enable a man to get rich and do his duty to his
fellow man at the same time."


No bees, no honey; no work, no money.



     Money will purchase occupation;
     It will purchase all the conveniences of life;
     It will purchase variety of company;
     It will purchase all sorts of entertainments;
     It can change men's manners; alter their conditions!
     How tempestuous these slaves are without it!
     O thou powerful metal! what authority
     Is in thee! thou art the key of all men's
     Mouths; with thee a man may lock up the jaws
     Of an informer, and without thee, he
     Cannot open the lips of a lawyer.



Mention money and the world is silent.


     How like a queen comes forth the lonely moon
     From the slow opening curtains of the clouds;
     Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!

                                               --_G. Croly._



     See yonder fire! it is the moon
     Slow rising o'er the eastern hill.
     It glimmers on the forest tips,
     And through the dewy foliage drips
     In little rivulets of light,
     And makes the heart in love with night.

                                       --_H. W. Longfellow._


With morning cool reflection comes.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


The morning hour has gold in its mouth.

                                           --_Dr. Franklin._



The Princess of Wales has trained her children so carefully in habits of
obedience and veracity that they are most trustworthy little persons.
Before her royal highness started on her trip round the world with her
husband, she drew up a list of rules to be observed in the nursery, and
added a series of light tasks to be fullfilled by each one of the
youngsters before the date set for her return.

The rules were to be enforced by the nurses. The performance of the
tasks was left to the honor of the children, and in addition there was a
list of things they must not do.

There were occasional lapses of memory as regards the forbidden things,
and some carelessness in carrying out the tasks, for royal children,
despite the severity of their training, are children still. But in the
main they respected their mother's wishes and commands, and took no
advantage of her absence. Upon one occasion, however, they were sorely
tempted. This was when their loving and beloved grandmother, Queen
Alexandria, brought them a big box of bonbons. But when the sweets were
offered to them, one child after another reluctantly but firmly declined
to take any.

"We like them, but mother has forbidden us to eat them," explained the
eldest prince.

"You can have the sugar-plums if I say you may," said the indulgent
queen. "I will tell mama all about it when she returns."

Prince Eddie wavered momentarily, then reiterated his refusal.

"We'd like them," he sighed, "but that's what mother said."

The queen was slightly annoyed by this opposition.

"But if I say you may--" she said.

Prince Eddie stood his ground, a hero between two fires--the wishes of
his adored mother, and those of his almost equally adored grandmother.
His sister and his brothers followed his lead. When the queen went away
she put the bonbons on the nursery table and there they stayed for
months untouched, a handsome monument to the thoroughness of the
princess' training and the respectful love and devotion of her children.

                                  --_The Youth's Companion._


Better the child should cry than the mother sigh.




In Scotland a peasant woman had a child a few weeks old, which was
seized by one of the golden eagles, the largest in the country, and
borne away in its talons to its lofty eyrie on one of the most
inaccessible cliffs of Scotland's bleak hills; the mother, perceiving
her loss, hurried in alarm to its rescue, and the peasantry among whom
the alarm spread, rushed out to her aid; they all came to the foot of
the tremendous precipice; the peasants were anxious to risk their lives
in order to recover the little infant; but how was the crag to be
reached? One peasant tried to climb, but was obliged to return; another
tried and came down injured; a third tried, and one after another
failed, till a universal feeling of despair and deep sorrow fell upon
the crowd as they gazed upon the eyrie where the infant lay. At last a
woman was seen, climbing first one part and then another, getting over
one rock and then another, and while every heart trembled with alarm, to
the amazement of all, they saw her reach the loftiest crag, and clasp
the infant rejoicingly in her bosom. This heroic female began to descend
the perilous steep with her child; moving from point to point; and while
everyone thought that her next step would precipitate her and dash her
to pieces, they saw her at length reach the ground with the child safe
in her arms. Who was this female? Why did she succeed when others
failed? It was The Mother of The Child.




The Rev. George Crabbe when describing the funeral of "The Mother," in
his passing glance at the half-interested spectators, says:--

     Curious and sad, upon the fresh-dug hill
     The village lads stood, melancholy still.

and in his description of the return to the house:--

     Arrived at home, how then they gazed around.
     In every place where she no more was found;
     The seat at table she was wont to fill;
     The fireside chair, still set, but vacant still;
     The garden walks, a labor all her own;
     The latticed bower, with trailing shrubs o'ergrown:
     The Sunday pew she filled with all her race--
     Each place of hers, was now a sacred place,
     That while it called up sorrows in the eyes,
     Pierced the full heart, and forced them still to rise.

                             --_From the Eclectic Magazine._



Children, look in those eyes, listen to that dear voice, notice the
feeling of even a single touch that is bestowed upon you by that gentle
hand. Make much of it while yet you have that most precious of all good
gifts, a loving mother. Read the unfathomable love of those eyes; the
kind anxiety of that tone and look, however slight your pain.

In after-life you may have friends, fond, dear, kind friends; but never
will you have again the inexpressible love and gentleness lavished upon
you which none but a mother bestows. Often do I sigh in my struggles
with hard, uncaring world, for the sweet, deep security I felt when, of
an evening nestling in her bosom, I listened to some quiet tale,
suitable to my age, read in her tender and untiring voice. Never can I
forget her sweet glances cast upon me when I appeared asleep, never her
kiss of peace at night. Years have passed away since we laid her beside
my father in the old church yard; yet still her voice whispers from the
grave, and her eye watches over me, as I visit spots long since hallowed
to the memory of my mother.


The mother's heart is the child's school-room.


He who takes the child by the hand, takes the mother by the heart.


     Who ran to help me when I fell,
     And would some pretty story tell,
     Or kiss the place to make it well?
         My mother.


Each mother is a historian; she writes not the history of empires or of
nations on paper, but she writes her own history on the imperishable
mind of her child. That tablet and that history will remain indelible
when time shall be no more. That history each mother shall meet again,
and read, with eternal joy, or unutterable grief, in the coming ages of



That it is the mother who moulds the man is a sentiment beautifully
illustrated by the following recorded observation of a shrewd writer:--

"When I lived among the Choctaw Indians, I held a consultation with one
of their chiefs respecting the successive stages of their progress in
the arts of civilized life; and among other things he informed me, that
at their start they made a great mistake,--they only sent boys to
school. These boys came home intelligent men; but they married
uneducated and uncivilized wives, and the uniform result was, the
children were all like their mothers. The father soon lost all his
interest both in wife and children. 'And now,' said he 'if we would
educate but one class of our children, we should choose the girls; for,
when they become mothers, they educate their sons.'"



     Can'st thou, mother, for a moment think
       That we, thy children, when old age shall shed
       Its blanching honors on thy weary head,
     Could from our best of duties ever shrink?
     Sooner the sun from his high sphere should sink,
       Than we, ungrateful, leave thee in that day
       To pine in solitude thy life away,
     Or shun thee, tottering on the grave's cold brink.
     Banish the thought!--where'er our steps may roam,
       O'er smiling plains, or wastes without a tree
       Still will fond memory point our hearts to thee,
     And paint the pleasures of thy peaceful home;
       While duty bids us all thy griefs assuage
       And smoothe the pillow of thy sinking age.

                                      --_Henry Kirke White._



     My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead,
     Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed?
     I heard the bells tolled on thy burial day,
     I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away;
     And, turning from my nursery window, drew
     A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu!
     Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went,
     Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent,
     I learned at last submission to my lot:
     But though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot.



An ounce of mother is worth more than a pound of clergy.

                                        --_Spanish Proverb._



It was a judicious resolution of a father, as well as a most pleasing
compliment to his wife, when, on being asked by a friend what he
intended to do with his girls, he replied: "I intend to apprentice them
to their mother, that they may learn the art of improving time, and be
fitted to become wives, mothers, heads of families, and useful members
of society." Equally just, but very different, was the remark of an
unhappy husband--his wife was vain and thoughtless--"It is hard to say,
but if my girls are to have a chance of growing up good for anything,
they must be sent out of the way of their mother's example."



     My son! my son! I cannot speak the rest--
     Ye who have sons can only know my fondness!
     Ye who have lost them, or who fear to lose,
     Can only know my pangs! none else can guess them;
     A mother's sorrows cannot be conceived
     But by a mother!


Pomponius Atticus, who pronounced a funeral oration on the death of his
mother, protested that though he had resided with her sixty-seven years,
he was never once reconciled to her; "because," said he, "there never
happened the least discord between us, and consequently there was no
need of reconciliation."



     Is there, when the winds are singing
       In the happy summer time--
     When the raptured air is ringing
     With earth's music heavenward springing,
       Forest chirp and village chime--
     Is there, of the sounds that float
     Unsighingly, a single note
     Half so sweet, and clear, and wild,
     As the laughter of a child?

                                        --_Laman Blanchard._


_A True Estimate of a Mother._--To a child, there is no velvet so soft
as a mother's lap, no rose so lovely as her smile, no path so flowery as
that imprinted with her footsteps.



The following simple, beautiful lines contain an unadorned statement of
a fact in the experience of a friend, who is fond of wandering in the
Scotch highland glens:

      As I came wandering down Glen Spean,
        Where the braes are green and grassy,
      With my light step I overtook
        A weary-footed lassie.

      She had one bundle on her back,
        Another in her hand,
      And she walked as one who was full loath
        To travel from the land.

      Quoth I, "my bonnie lass!"--for she
        Had hair of flowing gold,
      And dark brown eyes, and dainty limbs,
        Right pleasant to behold--

     "My bonnie lass, what aileth thee,
        On this bright summer day,
      To travel sad and shoeless thus
        Upon the stony way?

     "I'm fresh and strong, and stoutly shod,
        And thou art burdened so;
      March lightly now and let me bear
        The bundles as we go."

     "No, no!" she said, "that canna be,
        What's mine is mine to bear,
      Of good or ill, as God may will,
        I take my portioned share."

     "But you have two and I have none;
        One burden give to me;
      I'll take _that_ bundle from thy back
        That heavier seems to be."

     "No, no!" she said; "_this_, if you will,
        _That_ holds--no hand but mine
      May bear its weight from dear Glen Spean
        'Cross the Atlantic brine!"

     "Well, well! but tell me what may be
        Within that precious load
      Which thou dost bear with such fine care
        Along the dusty road?

     "Is it some present rare
        From friend in parting hour;
      Perhaps, as prudent maidens wont,
        Thou tak'st with thee thy dower?"

      She drooped her head, and with her hand
        She gave a mournful wave;
     "Oh, do not jest, dear sir--it is
        Turf from my mother's grave!"

      I spoke no word; we sat and wept
        By the road-side together:
      No purer dew on that bright day
        Was dropt upon the heather.

                                      --_John Stuart Black._


     When we are sick, where can we turn for succor,
       When we are wretched where can we complain?
       And when the world looks cold and surly on us
     Where can we go to meet a warmer eye
     With such sure confidence as to a mother?


     Is there a heart that music cannot melt?
     Alas! how is that rugged heart forlorn.



Music loosens a heart that care has bound.


No music is so charming to my ear as the requests of my friends, and the
supplications of those in want of my assistance.



     His very foot has music in't,
         As he comes up the stair.




For art may err, but nature cannot miss.

                                              --_J. Dryden._


Our nature exists by motion; perfect rest is death.


Good-nature, like a bee, collects honey from every herb. Ill-nature,
like a spider, sucks poison from the sweetest flower.


Good-nature is the beauty of the mind, and, like personal beauty, wins
almost without anything else.



If you want to keep your good looks, keep your good nature.



     No ordinance of man shall override
     The settled laws of nature and of God;
     Not written these in pages of a book,
     Nor were they framed to-day, nor yesterday;
     We know not whence they are; but this we know,
     That they from all eternity have been,
     And shall to all eternity endure.

                               --_Sophocles, born 495 B. C._


Every one follows the inclinations of his own nature.



     There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
     There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
     There is society where none intrudes,
     By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
     I love not man the less, but nature more,
     From these our interviews, in which I steal
     From all I may be, or have been before,
     To mingle with the universe, and feel
     What I am can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.

                                             --_Lord Byron._


                           Who can paint
     Like nature? Can imagination boast,
     Amid its gay creation, hues like hers?

                                             --_J. Thomson._


     Tender handed stroke a nettle
       And it stings you for your pains;
     Grasp it like a man of mettle,
       And it soft as silk remains;
     Thus it is with vulgar natures,
       Use them kindly, they rebel:
     But be rough as nutmeg graters,
       And the rogues obey you well.

                                             --_Aaron Hill._


Where is there a sharper arrow than the sting of unmerited neglect?


                        'Tis wisely said
     To know thyself: equally profitable it is
     To know thy neighbors!


Say not unto thy neighbor, Go, and come again, and to-morrow I will
give; when thou hast it by thee.

                                        --_Proverbs 3, 28v._


_Very Few Live by Choice._--Every man is placed in his present condition
by causes which acted without his foresight, and with which he did not
always willingly co-operate; and therefore you will rarely meet one who
does not think the lot of his neighbor better than his own.

                                --_Dr. Johnson in Rasselas._


We ought to do at once and without delay whatever we owe to our
neighbors; to make them wait for what is due to them, is the essence of



                              It wins my admiration
     To view the structure of this little work--
     A bird's nest. Mark it well, within, without;
     No tool had he that wrought; no knife to cut,
     No nail to fix, no bodkin to insert,
     No glue to join; his little beak was all;
     And yet how neatly finished!--What nice hand,
     And every implement and means of art,
     And twenty years' apprenticeship to boot,
     Could make me such another? Fondly then
     We boast of excellence, whose noblest skill
     Instinctive genius foils.



The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is
done, is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the

                                     --_Ecclesiastes 1, 9v._


He knocks boldly at the door who brings good news.


The most ridiculous nicknames are often the most adhesive.



Coolness and counsel come in the night, and both are of God.

                                           --_Arab Proverb._


                           Quiet night, that brings
     Rest to the laborer, is the outlaw's day,
     In which he rises early to do wrong,
     And when his work is ended, dares not sleep.

                                           --_P. Massinger._


     Night is the time for rest;
       How sweet, when labors close,
     To gather 'round an aching breast
       The curtain of repose.
     Stretch the tir'd limbs and lay the head
       Down on our own delightful bed!

                                        --_Jas. Montgomery._


Learn to say No! and it will be of more use to you than to be able to
read Latin.



_Duty._--A wise man who does not assist with his counsels, a rich man
with his charity, and a poor man with his labor, are perfect nobodies in
a commonwealth.




     Nobody likes to be nobody;
     But everybody is pleased to think himself somebody.
     And everybody is somebody:
     But when anybody thinks himself to be somebody,
     He generally thinks everybody else to be nobody.


By doing nothing we learn to do ill.



The young are fond of novelty.


So easily are we impressed by numbers, that even a dozen wheelbarrows in
succession seem quite imposing.





Lord Elibank, the Scotch peer, was told that Dr. Johnson, in his
dictionary, had defined oats to be food for horses in England, and for
men in Scotland. "Ay," said his lordship, "and where else can you find
such horses and such men?"


_Deuteronomy xxi, 20._--"This our son is stubborn and rebellious, he
will not obey our voice."

"I well remember," says a writer on Christian education, "being much
impressed by a sermon about twenty years ago, in which the preacher
said, were he to select one word as the most important in education, it
should be the word, obey. My experience since has fully convinced me of
the justice of the remark. Without filial obedience everything must go
wrong. Is not a disobedient child guilty of a manifest breach of the
Fifth Commandment? And is not a parent, who suffers this disobedience to
continue, an habitual partaker in his child's offense against that


_Obedience._--Obedience, promptly, fully given, is one of the most
beautiful things that walks the earth.

                                            --_Dr. Raleigh._


     Wise, modest, constant, ever close at hand,
     Not weighing, but obeying all command,
     Such servant by a monarch's throne may stand.


An extraordinary haste to discharge an obligation is a sort of

                                       --_La Rochefoucauld._


Most men remember obligations, but not often to be grateful for them.
The proud are made sour by the remembrance, and the vain silent.


     To John I ow'd great obligation,
       But John unhappily thought fit
     To publish it to all the nation:
       Sure John and I are more than quit.



People newly emerged from obscurity, generally launch out into
indiscriminate display.

                                           --_Jean Ingelow._


Obstinacy is will asserting itself without being able to justify itself.
It is persistence without a plausible motive. It is the tenacity of
self-love substituted for the tenacity of reason or conscience.



Thrice happy they who have an occupation.



An oil-jar can be used again for nothing but oil.

     (A man should follow what he was bred to.)



     Others may use the ocean as their road,
     Only the British make it their abode:--
     They tread the billows with a steady foot.



To call people peculiar is only a polite way of calling them

                                           --_W. S. Murphy._



     Time to me this truth has taught
       ('Tis a treasure worth revealing,)
     More offend by want of thought
       Than by want of feeling.

                                          --_Charles Swain._


A dog's obeyed in office.



A bad man in office is a public calamity.



Omissions, no less than commissions, are oftentimes branches of



It has been shrewdly said, that, when men abuse us, we should suspect
_ourselves_, and when they praise us, _them_.


No liberal man would impute a charge of unsteadiness to another for
having changed his opinion.




Men often lose opportunities by want of self-confidence. Doubts and
fears in the minds of some rise up over every event, and they fear to
attempt what most probably would be successful through their
timorousness; while a courageous, active man, will, perhaps with half
the ability, carry an enterprise to a prosperous termination.


Men spend their lives in anticipations, in determining to be vastly
happy at some period or other, when they have time. But the present time
has one advantage over every other--it is our own. Past opportunities
are gone; the future may never come to us.



To let slip a favorable opportunity is the greatest proof of imbecility.


He loses all who loses the right moment.



     Master of human destinies am I;
     Fame, love, and fortune on my footsteps wait,
     Cities and fields I walk; I penetrate
     Deserts, and seas remote, and, passing by
     Hovel, and mart, and palace, soon or late,
     I knock unbidden once at every gate.
     If sleeping, wake; if feasting, rise
     Before I turn away. It is the hour of fate,
     And those who follow me, gain every state
     Mortals desire, and conquer every foe
     Save Death, but those who doubt, or hesitate,
     Condemned to failure, penury, and woe,
     Seek me in vain, and uselessly implore.
     I answer not, and I return no more.

               --_U. S. Senator John J. Ingalls, of Kansas._



There is no man whom Fortune does not visit at least once in his life;
but when she does not find him ready to receive her, she walks in at the
door, and flies out at the window.

                                     --_Cardinal Imperiali._


_Didn't Know the Place._--A young man who left his native city to study
medicine in Paris, and had been applying his time and the paternal
remittances to very different purposes, received a visit from his
father, who intended making a short stay in the capital to inspect its
wonders. During an afternoon stroll together, the day after the elder's
arrival, the father and son happened to pass in front of a large
colonnaded building. "What is that?" said the senior, carelessly. "I
don't know, but we'll inquire," answered the student. On the query being
put to an official, he shortly replied: "That? It is the School of


The opportunity is often lost by deliberating.



We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.



     Four things come not back.
         The spoken word,
         The sped arrow,
         The past life,
         And the neglected opportunity.


To-day is the opportunity for enjoyment and work; knowest thou where
thou wilt be to-morrow? Time flies swiftly away, and we with it.




There are sharks in the ocean, and wolves in the forest, and eagles in
the air, and tyrants on thrones, and tormentors in cottages.

                                        --_Dr. J. Hamilton._


All orators are dumb when beauty pleadeth.




Ambitious parents sometimes try to make lawyers, doctors, preachers and
statesmen out of boys nature meant for plowmen. How often do we find
misfits! There is nothing more pitiable than to see a man whose mind and
heart are completely wrapped up in one thing and yet condemned by
circumstances to do another.


The cavalry captain Kurtzhagen was invited to dine with King Frederick
II. "From what noble house are you descended?" asked the king. "From
none whatever," replied Kurtzhagen. "My parents are only poor country
people, but I would not exchange them for any other parents in the
world." "Well said," replied the king. "Woe to him who is so mean as to
be ashamed of his parents."


"Father," said a young man on his death-bed, "you have been very good to
me. You have given me a fine education, and you have placed me in a fine
social position; you have done everything for me in a worldly sense;
but, dear father, you never told me much of a hereafter. Now I am


If any one toil for a parent, it is not fitting to bear remembrance of
the toil.


The good conduct of the father and mother is the blessing of the



A little Boston girl was encouraged by her parents to study so much that
her brain gave way, and she is now an idiot. This is a sad result, but
the parents must find some consolation in the thought that they have
made their daughter like themselves.


                  It so falls out, that,
     What we have we prize, not to the worth,
     While we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost,
     Why, then, we rack the value, then we find
     The virtue that possession would not show us,
     Whilst it was ours.


Note: Applicable to one's parents.



     We twain have met like the ships upon the sea,
     Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet;
     One little hour! and then, away they speed
     On lonely paths, through mists, and cloud, and foam,
     To meet no more.

                                               --_A. Smith._



     When forc'd to part from those we love,
       Though sure to meet to-morrow;
     We yet a kind of anguish prove,
       And feel a touch of sorrow.
     But oh! what words can paint the fears
       When from those friends we sever,
     Perhaps to part for months--for years--
       Perhaps to part for ever.


Control your passion or it will control you.



Nothing overcomes passion sooner than silence.



     Remember, three things come not back;
     The arrow sent upon its track--
     It will not swerve, it will not stay
     Its speed; it flies to wound or slay;
     The spoken word, so soon forgot
     By thee, but it has perished not;
     In other hearts 'tis living still,
     And doing work for good or ill;
     And the lost opportunity
     That cometh back no more to thee.
     In vain thou weep'st, in vain dost yearn,
     These three will never more return.


Let by-gones be by-gones; let the past be forgotten.

                                            --_Dr. Webster._


Every one utters the word "past" with more emotion than "future."



The beaten path is the safe one.

                                         --_From the Latin._


A pearl is often hidden in an ugly shell.



The pen is the tongue of the mind.




An old peasant in a German village had to leave his children alone in
the house for the day. "If a thief comes," he said to them, "do not cry
'Thief!' For everybody will be afraid and will say to himself: 'After
all, it's not my property that's being taken.' No, my children; shout
'Fire!' The whole village will run to help you, for everybody will be
afraid the fire will spread."

                                  --_Saturday Evening Post._


     Perfection none must hope to find
     In all this world--in man or woman-kind.


As the sun's shadow shifts, so there is no permanence on earth.



By persevering, mountains will often become only mole hills.



Scottish perseverance has itself become proverbial; we remember to have
met with a story which is said to be connected with the foundation of an
opulent mercantile house which has flourished for some generations.
Saunders, the traveler, entered a shop in London and enquired for the
head of the house; one of the clerks asked what he wanted; the answer of
Saunders was, as usual, a question, "Want ye aught in my line, sir?"
"No," was the prompt reply, accompanied by a look of contempt at the
itinerant Scotch merchant. "Will ye no tak' a look o' the gudes, sir?"
was Saunders' next query. "No, not at all; I have not time. Take them
away--take them away!" "Ye'll aiblins (perhaps) find them worth your
while, and I doubt na but ye'll buy," said Saunders; and he proceeded to
untie and unstrap his burden. "Go away--go away!" was reiterated more
than once by the clerk, but the persevering Scot still persisted. The
master of the establishment overheard all that had taken place, and now
he stepped forward, and, moved by some compunction for the treatment the
traveler had received, and some admiration, too, for the patience and
perseverance of the man, he consented to look over the contents of the
pack, found them to be exactly the goods he was in want of, purchased
them all, and gave a very large order; and thus, says Chambers, who
tells the story, assisted in the foundation of a large mercantile house.

But is not this the stuff of which also the Livingstones and the
Macleods are made? Was not this the spirit which set the brave Sir
Walter Scott to work, when sinking into his later years, to overtake his
fearful loss of one hundred thousand pounds? Is it not a commentary upon
that especial proverb which we have said so illustrates the Scottish
character, "He that tholes (or endures) overcomes?"

                                       --_Chambers Journal._


Better ask twice than lose your way once.



                     Petitions not sweeten'd
     With gold, are but unsavoury, oft refused;
     Or if received, are pocketed, never read.



Jenny Lind was frequently known to pass unobserved from her residence,
as if to make a visit, and had been traced to the back lanes and
cottages of the poor, whose wants she ascertained and relieved. Several
times she had been remonstrated with, and warned by her intimate friends
against being imposed upon. She always replied, "Never mind; if I
relieve ten, and one is worthy, I am satisfied."



A philanthropist, when a candidate for the ministry, was traveling on
one occasion from Strasbourg. It was in the winter time. The ground was
deeply covered with snow, and the roads were almost impassable. He had
reached the middle of his journey and was among the mountains; and by
that time was so exhausted that he could stand erect no longer. He was
rapidly freezing to death, and sleep began to overpower him. He
commended himself to God, and yielded to what he felt to be the sleep of
death. He knew not how long he slept, but suddenly became conscious of
some one rousing him. Before him stood a wagon-driver in his blue
blouse, and the wagon not far away. His rescuer gave him a little wine
and food, and the spirit of life returned. He then helped him upon the
wagon, and brought him to the next village. Oberlin, the philanthropist,
was profuse in his thanks, and offered money, which his benefactor
refused. "It is only a duty to help one another," said the wagoner; "and
it is the next thing to an insult to offer a reward for such a service."
"Then," said Oberlin, "at least tell me your name, that I may have you
in thankful remembrance before God." "I see," said the wagoner, "that
you are a minister of the Gospel. Please tell me the name of the Good
Samaritan." "That," said Oberlin, "I cannot do; for it was not put on
record." "Then," replied the wagoner, "until you can tell me his name,
permit me to withhold mine."


_A Sensible Answer._--A story is told about Wendell Phillips--a story
that must have made even the serious-minded Abolitionist laugh heartily:
He was in a hotel in Charleston, had breakfast in his room, and was
served by a slave. Mr. Phillips spoke to him as an Abolitionist, but the
waiter seemed to be more concerned about the breakfast than about
himself. Finally Mr. Phillips told him to go away, saying that he could
not bear to be waited upon by a slave.

The other remonstrated: "Scuse me, massa, but I's obliged to stay yere,
'cause I's 'sponsible fo' de silverware."



     A lady sent for me in haste to come and see,
     What her condition for a cure might be.
     Dear me! a patient--what a happy tone,
     To have a patient, and one all my own--
     To have a patient and myself be feed,
     Raised expectations very high indeed--
     I saw a practice growing from the seed.

                                        --_Wm. Tod Helmuth._


Fretting is the doctor's best friend all over the whole world.


Temperance and toil are the two real physicians of mankind.


The purse of the patient frequently, alas! protracts his cure.



Physic, for the most part, is nothing else but the substitute of
exercise and temperance.



To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is Godlike.


     The thirsty earth soaks up the rain
     And drinks and gaps for drink again;
     The plants suck in the earth, and are
     With constant drinking fresh and fair.

                                              --_A. Cowley._



     Pleasures are like poppies spread,
     You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
     Or, like the snow-fall in the river,
     A moment white, then melts forever.

                                   --_Burns: Tam O'Shanter._


There is a certain dignity to be kept up in pleasures as well as in


The greatest pleasure I know is to do a good action by stealth, and to
have it found out by accident.

                                           --_Charles Lamb._


To make pleasures pleasant, shorten them.



Pleasures make folks acquainted with each other, but it takes trials and
griefs to make them know each other.


     Our sweetest pleasures--oft
     Are in our memories.


A man would have but little pleasure if he did not sometimes flatter


The most delicate, the most sensible of all pleasures, consist in
promoting the pleasures of others.

                                             --_La Bruyere._



When the fire in your room goes out, drop your pen, or, if reading, your
book, and go out too; If you remain, and continue your work, you may
regret it. Many a student in the universities, anxious to get on with
his studies, has worked in a cold room and paid the penalty
with--Pneumonia, ending sometimes in death.



Modern poets mix much water with their ink.



Avoid all haste; calmness is an essential ingredient of politeness.

                                          --_Alphonse Karr._



A small boy was at a table where his mother was not near to take care of
him, and a lady next to him volunteered her services. "Let me cut your
steak for you," she said; "if I can cut it the way you like it," she
added, with some degree of doubt. "Thank you," the boy responded,
accepting her courtesy; "I shall like it the way you cut it, even if you
do not cut it the way I like it."



The following beautiful incident is related of the late Prince consort.
On one occasion a humble but very worthy man who had befriended the
Prince in early life called to see him, and was invited to come to the
family table. He began to eat with his knife, as he had always been
accustomed to do, and this excited a little quiet merriment among the
young people. Prince Albert looked round upon them, as if to say, "Stop
that!" and at once began himself to eat with his knife, and continued to
do so to the end of the meal. After dinner, one of the children asked
him why he did so. The Prince replied: "It is well enough for us to
observe the etiquette of the day; but it is far more important to avoid
insulting people. I wanted my old friend to enjoy his dinner, which he
could not have done had he seen you laughing at him. He is accustomed to
use his knife, and it would doubtless be quite difficult for him to use
the fork instead."--This was genuine politeness, and the world would be
happier if the same feeling were always shown.


Politeness is as natural to delicate natures as perfume is to flowers;
it smoothes wrinkles.


Ceremonies are different in every country; but true politeness is
everywhere the same.



_Dr. Johnson_:--"Politics are now nothing more than means of rising in
the world. With this sole view do men engage in politics, and their
whole conduct proceeds upon it."

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


Few, save the poor, feel for the poor.


Poor folks' wisdom goes for little.



He that thinks he can afford to be negligent, is not far from being

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


     Poor and content, is rich and rich enough;
     But riches, is as poor as winter,
     To him that ever fears he shall be poor.


     Speak gently, kindly, to the poor;
       Let no harsh term be heard;
     They have enough they must endure,
       Without an unkind word.

                                     --_George W. Hangford._


The poor, the humble, and your dependents, will often be afraid to ask
their due from you: be the more mindful of it yourself.


The poor, who envies not the rich, who pities his companions in poverty,
and can spare something for him that is still poorer, is, in the realms
of humanity, a king of kings.


The man who says, "Let me wait a little, when I have something to spare,
I will relieve the poor," will never relieve them.



     "And wherefore do the poor complain?"
       The rich man ask'd of me:
     "Come, walk abroad with me," I said,
       "And I will answer thee."

     'Twas evening, and the frozen streets
       Were cheerless to behold;
     And we were wrapp'd and coated well,
       And yet we were a-cold.

     We met an old, bareheaded man,
       His locks were thin and white;
     I ask'd him what he did abroad
       In that cold winter's night.

     The cold was keen, indeed, he said--
       But at home no fire had he;
     And therefore he had come abroad
       To ask for charity.

     We met a young barefooted child,
       And she begged loud and bold;
     I asked her what she did abroad
       When the wind it blew so cold.

     She said her father was at home,
       And he lay sick abed;
     And therefore was it she was sent
       Abroad to beg for bread.

     We saw a woman sitting down
       Upon a stone to rest;
     She had a baby at her back,
       And another at her breast.

     I ask'd her why she loiter'd there,
       When the night-wind was so chill;
     She turn'd her head, and bade the child
       That scream'd behind, be still--

     Then told us that her husband served,
       A soldier, far away;
     And therefore to her parish she
       Was begging back her way.

     I turn'd me to the rich man then,
       For silently stood he;
     "You ask'd me why the poor complain
       And these have answer'd thee!"

                                           --_Old Magazine._


The world caresses the rich, though vulgar and ill-bred, and avoids the
poor man of merit in the threadbare coat.



A worthy old Ayrshire farmer had the portraits of himself and his wife
painted. When that of her husband, in an elegant frame, was hung over
the fireplace, the gudewife remarked in a sly manner: "I think, gudeman,
noo that ye've gotten your picture hung up there, we should just put in
below't, for a motto, like, 'Aye richt!'"

"Deed may ye, my woman," replied her husband in an equally pawkie tone;
"and when ye get yours hung up over the sofa there, we'll just put up
anither motto on't, and say, 'Never wrang.'"


Not every man who has an easy place has a soft pillow.



If rich, it is easy enough to conceal our wealth; but, if poor, it is
not quite so easy to conceal our poverty. We shall find it less
difficult to hide a thousand guineas, than one hole in our coat.


Poverty is the only burden which grows heavier when loved ones help to
bear it.


Poverty is in want of much, but avarice of everything.

                                          --_Publius Syrus._



A poor man resembles a fiddler, whose music, though liked, is not much
praised, because he lives by it; while a gentleman performer, though the
most wretched scraper alive, throws the audience into raptures.


The love of power is an instinct of the human heart.



Power often goes before talent.

                                        --_From the Danish._


     When power puts in its plea,
       The laws are silent.



A partnership with men in power is never safe.



And (strange to tell) he practised what he preached.



Praise is the best diet for us after all.

                                           --_Sydney Smith._


Just praise is only a debt, but flattery is a present.



     The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art,
     Reigns more or less and glows in every heart.

                                           --_Dr. E. Young._


Most persons are like Themistocles that never found himself so well
contented, as when he heard himself praised.



     How could my tongue
     Take pleasure, and be lavish in thy praise!
     How could I speak thy nobleness of nature!
     Thy open, manly heart, thy courage, constancy
     And inborn truth, unknowing to dissemble!
     Thou art the man in whom my soul delights
     In whom, next heaven, I trust.


_Self-Praise._--It is a sign that your reputation is small and sinking,
if your own tongue must praise you.


The sweetest of all sounds is,--praise!


No man ever praised two persons equally--and pleased them both.



A zealous divine, who had prayed earnestly that God would teach him the
perfect way of truth, was directed in a dream to go to a certain place,
where he would find an instructor; when he came to the place, he found a
man in ordinary attire, to whom he wished a good morning.

"I never had a bad morning," replied the man. "That is very singular; I
wish you may always be as fortunate." "I was never unfortunate," said
he. "I hope you may always be as happy," said the divine. "I am never
unhappy," said the other. "I wish," said the divine, "that you would
explain yourself a little."

"That I will cheerfully do," said the other; "I said that I never had a
bad morning, for every morning, even if I am pinched with hunger, I
praise God. If it rains, or snows, or hails, whether the day is serene
or tempestuous, I am still thankful to God, and therefore I never had a
joyless morning. If I am miserable in outward circumstances, and
despised, I still praise God; you wished that I might always be
fortunate, but I cannot be unfortunate, because nothing befalls me but
according to the will of God, and I believe that His will is always
good, in whatever He does or permits to be done. You wished me always
happy, but I cannot be unhappy, because my will is always resigned to
the will of God."

The divine, astonished at the man's answers, asked him whence he came.

"I came from God," he replied. "Where did you find Him?" "Where I left
the world." "Where did you leave God?" "With the pure in heart." "What
are you?" "I am a king." "Where is your kingdom?" "It is within my
bosom. I have learned to rule my appetites and passions, and that is
better than to rule any kingdom in the world."

"How were you brought into this happy condition?"

"By secret prayer, spiritual meditation and union with God; nothing
below God could satisfy my desires; I have found Him, and in Him I have
found Peace and Rest."

                                           --_Old Magazine._



     "Our Father, in Thy mercy
     Hear our anxious prayer:
     Keep our loved ones now far absent
                         'Neath Thy care."



A laborer went to work for a wealthy farmer. It was regarded as
something of a favor to be employed by him, as he was a prompt and
liberal paymaster, and was look'd upon by his neighbors as a very
superior farmer. The man remained with him only a few days.

"I'm told you've left farmer P," said a neighbor.

"Yes, I have," was the reply.

"Was the work too hard for you?"

"There was nothing to complain of on that score."

"What then? Were the wages too low?"


"Why did you leave?"

"There was no roof on the house!" And he went on his way, leaving the
questioner to ponder on the strange answer he had given.

The man's meaning may be found in the saying of an old writer, who
affirms that a dwelling in which prayer is not offered up to God daily,
is like a house without a roof, in which there cannot be either peace,
safety, or comfort.

                                           --_Old Magazine._


Prayer in the morning is the key that opens to us the treasures of God's
mercies and blessings; in the evening it is the key that shuts us up
under his protection and safeguard.


When thou prayest, rather let thy heart be without words, than thy words
without heart.




     "Oh, that mine eyes might closed be
     To what concerns me not to see;
     That deafness might possess mine ear
     To what concerns me not to hear;
     That love my tongue might always tie
     From ever speaking foolishly!
     But what are wishes! Lord, mine eye
     On Thee is fixed. To Thee I cry.
     Wash, Lord, and purify my heart
     And make it clean in every part;
     And when 'tis clean, Lord, keep it, too,
     For that is more than I can do."



_Rev. Thomas Guthrie_:--"As an ambassador for Christ, I regard a
preacher of the Gospel as filling the most responsible office any mortal
can occupy. His pulpit is, in my eyes, loftier than a throne; and of all
professions, learned or unlearned, his, though usually in point of
wealth the poorest, I esteem the most honorable. That office is one
angels themselves might covet."

                             --_From Memoir of Dr. Guthrie._


When the preacher seeks fame he is sure to find folly.


Opinions founded on prejudice are always sustained with the greatest


He who never leaves his country is apt to be full of prejudices.



     _Enjoy the Present._--Our advantages fly away:
                                Gather flowers while ye may.



     We cannot change yesterday--that is clear,--
     Or begin on to-morrow until it is here;
     So all that is left for you, and me,
     Is to make to-day as sweet as can be.


Many delight more in giving of presents than in paying their debts.

                                      --_Sir Philip Sidney._


People who strive to appear to be what they are not, only succeed in
being nothing.


An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.


Thou art proud; believest thou thyself to be one of the more exalted


Proud people seldom have friends. In prosperity they know nobody; in
adversity nobody knows them.


Never be too much elated.

                                         --_From the Latin._


How little do they know of human nature, who imagine, that pride is
likely to be subdued by adversity.

                                       --_Sir Arthur Helps._


Be unable at all times to forsake your principles.



Mrs. Campbell, a Scotch lady, was recommended as sub-governess to the
Princess Charlotte, and the old King George III formed a high opinion of
her. She felt reluctant to accept the post, urging her deficiency in
the necessary accomplishments. "Madame," said the king, "I hope we can
afford to purchase accomplishments, but we cannot buy principles."


What may be dune at ony time, will be dune at nae time.



Professing, without practising, will never do us any good.


Honor and profit do not always lie in the same sack.

                                         --_George Herbert._


_Lord Chatham_: "I would have inscribed on the curtains of your bed, and
the walls of your chamber, this:--If you do not rise early, you can make
progress in nothing."


     My deeds, and speeches, sir,
     Are lines drawn from one centre; what I promise
     To do, I'll do.



There is no piety in keeping an unjust promise.

                                        --_From the French._


When you have promised to do any good office, the right of the thing
promised, hath passed over from you to another; consequently, you will
esteem yourself obliged to stand to the performance of your word, though
it may be to your own prejudice.


A man who means to keep his promises can't afford to make many.



He that gives away his property before death must prepare to suffer.



The minuteness and accuracy of God's program of the ages is often
overlooked. There is a singular and striking instance of this in the
triumphal entry of our Lord into Jerusalem. [1592:A]The command to go
into the village nearby and bring the colt that would be found tied
there, was in fulfillment of a prophesy made five hundred years before
by Zachariah, 9th chapter, 9th verse:--"Rejoice greatly, O daughter of
Zion: shout O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee:
He is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and
upon a colt the foal of an ass."--That same donkey colt was so essential
to the transaction of that day, that the pageant could not have gone on
without it.

                                       --_Rev. L. W. Irwin._


[1592:A] _Mark xi, 2v._


Let those who propose, be willing to perform.


     As distant prospects please us, but when near,
     We find but desert rocks, and fleeting air.

                                        --_Sir Sam'l Garth._


Now that I have a sheep and a cow, everybody bids me good morrow.


Prosperity often creates selfishness.

                                         --_Thos. D. Brown._


Hard work is still, and always will be, the only road to prosperity.


If you know how to spend less than you get, you have the philosopher's


In ascending the hill of prosperity, may we never meet a friend.


     Prosperity makes friends;
     Adversity tries them.

                                          --_Publius Syrus._


Prosperity makes some friends, and what is too true, many enemies.


Prosperity in business is not always a sign or proof of the rectitude of
one's principles.


It shows a weak mind not to bear prosperity as well as adversity, with


We are pleased with one who instantly assents to our opinions; but we
love a proselyte.

                                          --_Sir. A. Helps._



He who knows not, and knows that he knows not, is humble. Teach him.

       *       *       *       *       *

He who knows, and knows not that he knows, is asleep. Wake him.

       *       *       *       *       *

He who knows, and knows that he knows, is a wise man. Follow him.


Punctuality is one of the characteristics of politeness. He who does not
keep his appointments promptly, is hardly fit for the society of


     Punctuality begets
                             and Respect.

                                        --_From the German._



It is neither polite nor honest to be behind hand when one can just as
easily be on time. An artist solicited and obtained permission to paint
a portrait of Queen Victoria. The hour and place for the important
undertaking were named. Promptly the queen was present; but the artist
was not when the hour came. He arrived at length, but too late, for her
majesty had departed, leaving a message that she would not return. The
queen had kept her promise, but the artist had failed to keep his, and
thus lost the rare chance to win both fame and fortune.

                                        --_T. J. MacMurray._


_Lord Nelson used to say_: "I have always been a quarter of an hour
before my time, and it has made a man of me."


_Horace Mann said_:--Unfaithfulness in the keeping of an appointment is
an act of dishonesty. You may as well borrow a person's money as his


To be unpunctual is sometimes considered a mark of consequence by little
great men, but the truly great have always thought differently.


Purposes, like eggs, unless they be hatched into action, will run into




I can get no remedy against the consumption of the purse: borrowing only
lingers and lingers it out, and I find the disease is incurable.



Who has an empty purse must have a sweet tongue.


Not to oversee workmen is to leave them your purse open.




_Quakerwise._--"William, thee knows I never call any bad names; but,
William, if the mayor of the city were to come to me and say, 'Joshua, I
want thee to find me the biggest liar in the city,' I would come to thee
and put my hand on thy shoulder, and say to thee, 'William, the mayor
wants to see thee.'"



In Lanarkshire, there lived a sma' laird named Hamilton, who was noted
for his eccentricity. On one occasion, a neighbor waited on him, and
requested his name as an accommodation to a bill for twenty pounds at
three months date, which led to the following characteristic and truly
Scottish colloquy:

"Na, na, I canna do that."

"What for no', laird? Ye hae dune the same thing for ithers."

"Ay, ay, Tammas, but there's wheels within wheels ye ken naething aboot;
I canna do 't."

"It's a sma' affair to refuse me, laird."

"Weel, ye see, Tammas, if I was to pit my name till't, ye wad get the
siller frae the bank, and when the time came round, ye wadna be ready,
and I wad hae to pay't; sae then you and me wad quarrel; sae we mae just
as weel quarrel the noo, as lang's the siller's in ma pouch."


In all thy quarrels leave open the door of reconciliation.


To quarrel with one person to please another, is to meet what we
merit,--the displeasure of both.



He that blows the coals in quarrels he has nothing to do with, has no
right to complain if the sparks fly in his face.


If you wish a wise answer you must put a rational question.





     The rain is coming down in sheets;
       It makes me sad to think about
     The mud that will be in the streets
       And all the crops and things washed out.


     This rain will wash the dirt away,
       And leave the pavements nice and clean;
     I needn't use the hose to-day
       To keep the front yard looking green.


My high birth suffocates me. If thou love me, mother, thou wilt not on
all occasions quote my high rank; it is those only who have no peculiar
good in their own nature who are constantly speaking of their noble


A man who attempts to read all the new publications must do as the fly


     Man is not the prince of creatures,
     But in reason. Fail that, he is worse
     Than horse, or dog, or beast of wilderness.



When a man has not a good reason for doing a thing, he has one good
reason for letting it alone.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


"Live and let live" was his rule: no more I'll say.


There is one word which may serve as a rule of practice for all one's
life, that word is reciprocity;

     What you do not wish done to yourself,
             Do not do to others.



The bow cannot possibly stand always bent, nor can human nature subsist
without recreation.



_Regret._--It is folly to shiver over last year's snow.



Relaxation above produces remissness below. (In authority.)



A religion that costs nothing, does nothing.


They who doubt the blessings of religion because they find no Christian
who is perfect, might as well deny the existence of the sun because it
is not always noonday.

                                 --_Marchioness de Spadara._


Religion is good for nothing one day in the week, unless it is also good
for all the seven days.


Religion is the knowledge of the most excellent truths; the
contemplation of the most glorious objects, and the hope of the most
ravishing pleasures, and the practice of such duties as are most
servicable to our happiness, our peace, our health, our honor, our
prosperity, and our eternal welfare. Virtue needs no outward pomp; her
very countenance is so full of majesty, that the proudest pay her
respect, and the profanest are awed by her presence.


It is rare to see a rich man religious; for religion preaches restraint,
and riches prompt to unlicensed freedom.



Religion lies more in the walk than in the talk.


     Religion presents few difficulties to the humble,
         Many to the proud,
                   Insuperable ones to the vain.


     Religion, if in heavenly truths attired,
     Needs only to be seen to be admired.



     I will to-morrow, that I will,
       I will be sure to do it;
     To-morrow comes, to-morrow goes,
       And still thou art to do it.
     Thus still repentance is deferred,
       From one day to another:
     Until the day of death is come,
       And judgment is the other.



     'Tis not, to cry God mercy, or to sit
     And droop, or to confess that thou hast fail'd:
     'Tis to bewail the sins thou didst commit;
     And not commit those sins thou hast bewail'd,
     He that bewails and not forsakes them too;
     Confesses rather what he means to do.



_Profanity Gently Reproved._--It is related that the excellent John
Wesley, having to travel some distance in a stagecoach, was thereby
brought into the company of an intelligent and gentlemanly officer of
the British army. The officer was very social with his traveling
companions; but the enjoyment, which his society would otherwise have
afforded to those with him, was sadly lessened by the profane
expressions he used.

While stopping at a station, Mr. Wesley called the officer to one side,
and, after expressing the satisfaction he had enjoyed in his company,
told him he felt encouraged to ask of him a very great favor. "I shall
take great pleasure in obliging you," replied the officer, "as I am
certain you would not make an unreasonable request."--"Then," said Mr.
Wesley, "as we are to travel together for some days, I beg that if I
should so far forget myself as to use any profane language, you will
kindly reprove me." The officer immediately perceived how faithfully and
how delicately his own conduct stood reproved, and, smiling, said, "No
one but Mr. Wesley could administer reproof in such manner."



After I have named the man, I need say no more.



It is reported of a person who, being ill, was asked whether she was
willing to live or die; she answered--"Which God pleases." "But," said
one, "if God should refer it to you, which would you choose?" "Truly,"
replied she, "I would at once refer it to Him again."

                                              --_W. Secker._



     Some seek bread--no more--life's mere subsistence,
       And some seek wealth and ease--the common quest;
     And some seek fame that hovers in the distance;
       But all are seeking rest.



     Pray, give us rest. A little rest
       From peace-destroying hurry;
     A moment of the quietest,
       As balm for work and worry.

     Pray, give us rest. A little rest
       For people and for nation;
     A moment's time to stop and test
       The purpose of creation.

                                         --_Wm. J. Lampton._


Rest is sweet to those who labor.



_Take Rest._--A field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.



     The man who goes easiest and best,
     Is he who gives his tongue
             Vast quantities of rest.


"If I rest too much, I rust,"--says the key.


Quick resolves are often unsafe.


Irresolute people often let their soup grow cold between the plate and
the mouth.


Sleep over it and you will come to a resolution.



Those who act in a disinterested way seldom miss their reward.


One knows not for whom he gathers.



It is wealth to a man to be able to live contentedly upon a frugal



"I was fated the other day to come from Venice to Verona with a
family--father and mother and two girls--it matters not what country
they came from--presumably rich--girls fifteen and eighteen. I never
before conceived the misery of people who had evidently spent all their
lives in trying to gratify themselves. It was a little warm--warmer than
was entirely luxurious--but nothing in the least harmful. They moaned
and fidgeted and frowned and puffed and stretched and fanned, and ate
lemons, and smelled bottles, and covered their faces, and tore the cover
off again, and had not one thought or feeling during five hours of
traveling in the most noble part of all the world except what four poor
beasts would have had in their end of a menagerie, being dragged about
on a hot day. Add to this misery every form of polite vulgarity, in
methods of doing and saying the common things they said and did. I never
yet saw humanity so degraded (allowing for external circumstances of
every possible advantage) given wealth, attainable education and the
inheritance of eighteen centuries of Christianity."

            --_Letter to Charles E. Morton in the Atlantic._


     They call him rich; I deem him poor;
     Since, if he dares not use his store,
     But saves it for his heirs,
     The treasure is not his, but theirs.


The generous should be rich, and the rich should be generous.


Very rich men seldom or never whistle; poor men always do.


Who is truly rich? He who is satisfied with what he possesses.

                                        --_From The Talmud._


It is difficult to gather a heap in a long time, but it is easy to
squander the whole in a day.



Sir Thomas Sutton, the founder of the Charter House, was one of the
wealthiest merchants of his day. Fuller tells how he was overheard one
day praying in his garden: "Lord, Thou hast given me a large and liberal
estate; give me also a heart to make use of it."


_The Influence of Riches._--A respectable widow lady, with a very small
income, which she was obliged to eke out by the produce of her own
industry and ingenuity, was remarkable for her generous liberality,
especially in contributing to the cause of religion. When any work of
pious benevolence was going forward, she was always ready to offer a
donation equal to those of persons in comparative affluence. In process
of time this lady came into the possession of an ample fortune, greatly
to the joy of all who knew her willing liberality. But she no longer
came forward unsolicited towards the cause of Christ, and when applied
to, she yielded her aid but coldly and grudgingly, and sometimes excused
herself from giving at all. On one occasion she presented a shilling to
the same cause to which she had formerly given a guinea when in a state
of comparative poverty. Her minister felt it his duty to expostulate
with her, and reminded her of her former generosity when her means were
so circumscribed. "Ah! sir," she affectingly replied; "then I had the
shilling means, but the guinea heart, now I have the guinea means, but
only the shilling heart. Then I received day by day my daily bread, and
I had enough and to spare; now, I have to look at my ample income, but I
live in constant apprehension that I may come to want!"


Riches and care are as inseparable as sun and shadow.


As riches and favor forsake a man, we discover him to be below
mediocrity, but nobody could find it out in his prosperity.


I remember when Mr. Locke first came over from Italy. Old Dr. Moore, who
had a high opinion of him, was crying up his drawings, and asked me if I
did not think he would make a great painter? I said, "No, never!" "Why
not?" "Because he has six thousand a year."



Few men are both rich and generous; fewer are both rich and humble.



Riches serve a wise man but command a fool.



     'Tis strange, the miser should his cares employ
     To gain those riches he can ne'er enjoy.



_Riches_:--We see how much a man has, and therefore we envy him; did we
see how little he enjoys, we would rather pity him.



My riches consist not in the greatness of my possessions, but in the
smallness of my wants.




Every one who rightly considers it, may know, that eminence and opulence
in the world are not real divine blessings, notwithstanding man, from
the pleasure he finds in them, calls them so; for they pass away, and
also seduce many, and turn them away from heaven; but that eternal life,
and its happiness, are real blessings, which are from the Divine: this
the Lord also teaches in Luke: 12 ch., 33-34. "Make to yourselves a
treasure that faileth not in the heavens, where the thief cometh not,
nor the moth corrupteth; for where your treasure is, there will your
heart be also."

                          --_Emanuel Swedenborg, 1688-1772._


Without frugality none can become rich, and with it, few would become

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._


No man has a right to do as he pleases, except when he pleases to do


_Late Rising._--He who rises late, must trot all day, and will scarcely
overtake his business at night.

                                             --_Dr. Fuller._


To wish for anything that is unattainable is worthless, and a poor road
to travel.


     He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen,
     Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all.



One roof and two winds--i. e., persons of opposite tempers living



     Water and protect the root;
     Heaven will watch the flower and fruit.



If a man could make a single rose, we should give him an empire; yet
roses, and flowers no less beautiful, are scattered in profusion over
the world, and no one regards them.


Royalty is but a feather in a man's cap; let children enjoy their



There cannot be a greater rudeness than to interrupt another in the
current of his discourse.



No rumor wholly dies, once bruited wide.

                              --_Hesiod, a Greek, 850 B. C._



He who ordained the Sabbath loved the poor.

                                           --_O. W. Holmes._


Those persons who are in the habit of avoiding worldly cares on the
Sabbath, are the most remarkable for the perfect performance of their
duties during the week. The influence of a change of thought on the
Sabbath upon the minds of such persons, resembles that of a change of
food upon the body. It seems to give a fresh spring to the mental
operations, as the latter does to the physical.



     Hail, Sabbath! thee I hail, the poor man's day:
     On other days the man of toil is doom'd
     To eat his joyless bread--the ground
     Both seat and board--screen'd from the winter's cold
     And summer's heat, by neighboring hedge or tree;
     But on _this_ day, embosom'd in his home,
     He shares the frugal meal with those he loves.



A well-spent Sabbath on earth, prepares us for the spending of a better
one in heaven.


Better a little in safety, than an abundance, surrounded by danger.


More can be said in one minute than can be forgotten in a lifetime.



When Henry Drummond was traveling in tropical Africa, he found that salt
was regarded by the natives as a rare luxury. Often he offered the
native boys the choice between a pinch of salt and a lump of sugar, and
they always chose the salt. Once he presented the head man of a village
with a spoonful of salt. The chief twisted a leaf into a little bag,
into which he poured the salt. Then he held out his hand to the children
who crowded around, and each was allowed one lick of his empty palm.



     Alone I walked the ocean strand:
     A pearly shell was in my hand;
     I stooped and wrote upon the sand
       My name, the year, the day.
     As onward from the spot I passed,
     One lingering look behind I cast;
     A wave came rolling high and fast
       And washed my lines away.
     And so, methought, 'twill shortly be
     With every mark on earth from me.

The above pretty lines are only superficially true. No man can live on
earth without leaving, "footprints on the sands of time," which will
influence those who come after him for good or evil.



More is learned in a public than in a private school from emulation:
there is the collision of mind with mind, or the radiation of many minds
pointing to one centre.

                                            --_Dr. Johnson._



     Here first I entered, though with toil and pain,
     The low vestibule of learning's fane:
     Entered with pain, yet soon I found the way,
     Though sometimes toilsome, many a sweet display.
     Much did I grieve, on that ill-fated morn,
     When I was first to school reluctant borne;
     Severe I thought the dame, though oft she tried
     To soothe my swelling spirits when I sighed;
     And oft, when harshly she reproved, I wept,
     To my lone corner broken-hearted crept,
     And thought of tender home, where anger never kept.

                  * * * * * * * *

     But soon inured to alphabetic toils,
     Alert I met the dame with jocund smiles;
     First at the form, my task forever true,
     A little favorite rapidly I grew:
     And oft she stroked my head with fond delight,
     Held me a pattern to the dunce's sight;
     And as she gave my diligence its praise,
     Talked of the honors of my future days.

                                      --_Henry Kirke White._


It has been remarked that some [1694:A]duxes at school and prizemen at
the university have run too soon to seed, and in after-years been heard
of no more; while on the contrary,--comforting fact for the parents of
dull boys--not a few who have become distinguished men made no figure at
all in their educational career.

                             --_From Memoir of Dr. Guthrie._


[1694:A] Top of the class.



It is related of Dr. Adam, the celebrated rector of the High School of
Edinburgh, that when at college he had to be content with a penny roll
for his dinner. Similar, though more severe, were the early trials of
Samuel Drew, also of Edinburgh. At the age of ten he was apprenticed to
a shoemaker, a calling which he continued to follow long after he had
become celebrated as an author. For days and days together in his early
life he was too poor to spend even a penny for his dinner; and he was
accustomed, when dinner-time came, to tie his apron-string tighter to
lessen the pang of hunger, and go on with his work till evening. Through
years of hardship and drudgery his courage never forsook him; amidst
ceaseless labor he strove unremittingly to improve his mind, studying
astronomy, history, and metaphysics; and finally, from the humblest
circumstances, he rose to occupy a conspicuous place as an author, a
philosopher, and a metaphysician.

The life of Balzac too, the French author, whose brilliant abilities won
for him at last such wealth, fame and influence in France, is a type of
many a literary career. At the age of twenty his wealthy parents wished
to make him a notary. He announced his determination to become an
author. "But" urged the father, "do you not know to what state the
occupation of a writer will lead you? In literature a man must be either
king or a hodman." "Very well," replied Balzac, "I will be king!" The
family left town; the youth was left to his fate in a garret, with the
magnificent allowance of twenty-five francs a month. The first ten years
he fought with poverty and all its evils; the second decade made him his
own master. These ten years, says a writer in a British magazine, were
years of glory, wealth, and luxury. He had won the literary crown, as in
youth he predicted. His later residences were palaces, richly decorated,
and full of rare pictures, statuary, and valuable curiosities.

                         --_From "Getting on in the World."_
                              --_By William Mathews, LL. D._


_Scotland_:--With a rigorous climate and a small country, much of it
wild and untillable mountain and moor, and with fewer people in the
whole country than in the city of London, and to-day she wields an
influence in the world out of all proportion to her population and
resources. In fact, the Scotch are in many respects the greatest people
of modern times.

                                --_From "A Year in Europe."_
                       --_By Walter W. Moore, D. D., LL. D._


Love the sea? I dote upon it--from the beach.

                                        --_Douglas Jerrold._


How sweet it is, mother, to see the sea from the land, when we are not




There is something grand, even to awfulness, in the thought of utter
helplessness which you feel at sea. Sky and water--with no living thing
visible over the vast expanse--for days together just your own vessel
with its human freight--and God! To a thoughtful mind there is no surer
teaching both of humility and trust.



Old people see best in the distance.



               'Tis in my memory lock'd,
     And you yourself shall keep the key of it.



A secret is seldom safe in more than one breast.


What is known to three is usually known to everybody.


Those who enquire much into the affairs of others are seldom capable of
retaining the secret that they learn; Therefore,

     Shun the inquisitive and curious man,
     For what he hears, he will relate again.


To keep your own secrets is wisdom; but to expect others to keep them is



Secrets make a dungeon of the heart, and a jailer of its owner.


Where secrecy or mystery begins, vice or roguery is not far off.



Be able at all times to yield your personal preference.



Be what your friends think you are; avoid being what your enemies say
you are.


Wouldst thou be crowned monarch of a little world, command thyself.



"When I was younger than I am now," says a lawyer who is still somewhat
this side of middle age, "I had a position in the office of a man who
has a big reputation. Naturally, I felt my responsibility. It was plain
to me that the head of the firm had outlived his usefulness, and I used
to feel sorry to think what would happen to him if I ever left him.
Sheer magnanimity made me overlook a lot of things.

"I wasn't treated in that office with all the deference due me, but I
stood it till one day somebody went too far. Then I marched into the old
gentleman's private office and laid down the law to him. I told him I
wasn't going to endure such treatment another day. I was going to quit,
that was what I was going to do, and I was going to quit right then and
there. I unburdened my mind freely, and then I stopped to give him a
chance to apologize and beg me not to ruin him by leaving. He didn't
look up from his desk. He said to me in a polite kind of way, 'Please
don't slam the door when you go out.'"

                                        --_Washington Post._


     They that do much themselves deny,
     Receive more blessings from the sky.




Teach self-denial and make its practice pleasurable, and you create for
the world a destiny more sublime than ever issued from the brain of the
wildest dreamer.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


     Two things are difficult for man to do;
     'Tis to be selfish and honest, too.


Give us something to admire in yourself, not in your belongings.--(To
one who boasts of his ancestry.)


Do you want to know the man against whom you have most reason to guard
yourself? Your looking glass will give you a very fair likeness of his



     Don't support yourself on others;
     If the column falls, where are you?



We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge
us by what we have already done.



The personal pronoun "I" should be the coat of arms of some individuals.



He that is warm is apt to think all are so.


The Lord doesn't look so much at what you've given, as to what you have

                                          --_An Old Writer._


     If solid happiness we prize,
     Within our breast this jewel lies,
     From our own selves our joys must flow,
       And that dear hut, our home.



     Self-interest is the compass by which some men
     Do set the course of their opinions.


Remember that self-interest is more likely to warp your judgment than
all other circumstances combined, therefore, look well to your duty when
your interest is concerned.


The world is very much ruled by interest alone.


The least that one can say of himself is still too much.



He that falls in love with himself will have no rival.


No one can disgrace us but ourselves.



On their own merits modest men are dumb.

                                            --_Geo. Colman._


It is more easy to be wise for others, than for ourselves.

                                       --_La Rochefoucauld._


No man fights a harder battle than the man who overcomes himself.


To me, there is none like you but yourself.

                    --_From the address of a grateful Hindoo
                                          to Sir Wm. Jones._


One always knocks one's self on the sore place.

                                        --_From the French._


     You say, not always wisely, Know thyself!
     Know others, ofttimes is the better maxim.

                                --_Menander, Born 342 B. C._


No object is more pleasing to the eye than the sight of a man whom you
have obliged; nor any music so agreeable to the ear, as the voice of one
that owns you for his benefactor.


Self-laudation abounds among the unpolished, but nothing can stamp a man
more sharply as ill-bred.


We know what we are, but know not what we may be.


Some persons have a prudent consideration for Number--one.


Some persons can neither stir hand nor foot without making it clear they
are thinking of themselves, and laying little traps for approbation.

                                               --_S. Smith._


We hardly find any persons of good sense, save those who agree with us!


We find few sensible people, except those who are of our way of


Never trouble another for what you can do yourself.


The question was asked, "Why can we see other people's failings sooner
than our own? and why can we give advice to others easier than follow it
ourselves?" A sensible man asked in reply, "Why can our eyes see
everything else but themselves?"


     What others say of me, matters little.
       What I myself say and do,
                       Matters much.


Self-interest is but the survival of the animal in us. Humanity only
begins for man with self-surrender.



Did it ever strike you that continual mourning was multiplied



Take the selfishness out of the world and there would be more happiness
than we should know what to do with.

                                             --_H. W. Shaw._


"There is no harm in being respected in this world, as I have found
out," said Thackeray, "and if you don't brag a little for yourself,
depend on it there is no person of your acquaintance who will tell the
world of your merits, and take the trouble off your hands."


Common sense among men born to fortune is rare.



He lacks sense who broods over the past.


_2 Kings x, 16._--"Jehu said, Come with me, and see my zeal for the

John Fox, the author of the "Book of Martyrs," was once met by a woman
who showed him a book she was carrying, and said, "See you not that I am
going to a sermon?" The good man replied, "If you will be ruled by me,
go home, for you will do little good to-day at church." "When, then,"
asked she, "would you counsel me to go?" His reply was, "When you tell
no one beforehand."



A clergyman thought his people were making rather an unconscionable
objection to his using a manuscript in delivering a sermon.

They urged, "What gars ye tak' up your bit papers to the pu'pit?"

He replied "that it was best, for really he could not remember his
sermons, and he must have the paper."

"Weel, weel, minister, then dinna expect that _we_ can remember them."



A leading Welsh minister--and Welsh ministers are, I think, among the
best preachers--was invited to preach an anniversary sermon before one
of the great societies in London. Naturally anxious to disregard no
propriety, he consulted the proper authority, the secretary. "Should I
read my sermon?" "Oh, it is no matter, only bring some of your Welsh
fire with you." "But you cannot, my dear sir, carry fire on paper." "No,
that is true; but you may use the paper to kindle the fire."

                                         --_Rev. John Hall._



The Rev. John Brown, of Haddington, rose from a poor shepherd boy to
become a distinguished minister, and afterwards a celebrated professor,
author of the "Self-Interpreting Bible," and many other works. Robert
Turnbull said of him in one of his books:--"When a poor shepherd boy, he
conceived the idea of learning Latin and Greek, and having procured a
few old books, actually accomplished the task, while tending his cattle
on the hills. So successful was he that some of the old and
superstitious people in the neighborhood concluded that he must have
been assisted by 'the evil spirit.' On one occasion he went to
Edinburgh, plaided and barefoot, walked into a bookseller's shop, and
asked for a Greek Testament. 'What are you going to do with a Greek
Testament?' said the bookseller. 'Read it,' was the prompt reply. 'Read
it!' exclaimed the sceptical bookseller with a smile; 'ye may have it
for nothing if ye'll read it.' Taking the book, he quietly read off a
few verses, and gave the translation; on which he was permitted to carry
off the Greek Testament in triumph."

                                         --_Rob't Turnbull._



If we would give ourselves only half an hour's reflection at the close
of every day, we would preach to ourselves the best sermons that could
be uttered every week.


Oh ponder well! be not severe!



What shadows we are! what shadows we pursue!



     "Oh, gentle Shepherd, climbing rugged mountains,
          And crossing waters deep,
      How long wouldst Thou be willing to go homeless,
          To find a wandering sheep?"
     "I count not time," the Shepherd gently answered,
         "As thou dost count and bind
      The days in the weeks, the weeks in months;
          My count is just until I find.
      And that should be the limit of my journey,
          I'd cross the waters deep,
      And climb the hill-slopes with untiring patience,
          Until I found my sheep."

                                            --_Luke xv, 4v._


Sickness is every man's master.

                                        --_From the Danish._


     No duns outside, and no doctors within.
     (Absence of sickness and debt.)



Out of sight, out of mind.


Silence is the safest response for all the contradiction that arises
from impertinence, vulgarity, or envy.



Silence is the best resolve for him who distrusts himself.



Silence is the consummate eloquence of sorrow.


     Of keeping silence few have paid the cost;
     Of having said too much, a countless host.


Silence is often an answer.


     The silence often of pure innocence,
     Persuades, when speaking fails.



There is a sure reward for faithful silence.



He knows much who knows how, and when, to be silent.



     Plated silver.
     (Sarcastically applied to pretenders.)


Most rare is now our old simplicity.


Commit a sin twice, it will seem a sin no longer.

                                        --_From The Talmud._


Men's sins are before our eyes: our own, behind our backs.



Many a man will give another man a letter of recommendation, though he
would hardly lend the applicant a dollar.



An excellent clergyman, possessing much knowledge of human nature,
instructed his large family of daughters in the theory and practice of
music. They were all observed to be exceedingly amiable and happy. A
friend inquired if there was any secret in his mode of education. He
replied--"When anything disturbs their temper, I say to them _sing_, and
if I hear them speaking against any person, I call them to sing to me;
and so they have sung away all causes of discontent, and every
disposition to scandal."



He who stands still in mud,--sinks.



A lady who had been in the habit of spreading slanderous reports once
confessed her fault to St. Philip Neri, who lived several hundred years
ago. She asked him how she could cure it. "Go," he said in reply, "to
the nearest market-place, buy a chicken just killed, pluck its feathers
all the way, and come back to me." She was greatly surprised, wondering
in what way a dead chicken could help her overcome her evil habit; but
she did as he bade her, and came back to him with the plucked chicken in
her hand. "Now go back," he said, "and bring me all the feathers you
have scattered." "But this is impossible," she replied: "I cast the
feathers carelessly, and the wind carried them away; how can I recover
them?" "That," he said, "is exactly like your words of slander. They
have been carried about in every direction. You cannot recall them. Go
and slander no more." It was a striking way of teaching a very important


He who slanders his neighbors makes a rod for himself.



He will always be a slave, who does not know how to live upon a little.



     Slaves cannot breathe in Britain; if their lungs
     Receive our air, that moment they are free;
     They touch our country, and their shackles fall.




     O execrable son! so to aspire
     Above his brethren, to himself assuming
     Authority usurp'd, from God not given.
     He gave us only over beast, fish, fowl,
     Dominion absolute; that right we hold
     By His donation; but man over men
     He made not lord; such title to Himself
     Reserving, human left from human--free.



_Sleep._--I never take a nap after dinner, but when I have had a bad
night, and then the nap takes me.

                                          --_Sam'l Johnson._


We are all equals when we are asleep.



If you want the night to seem a moment to you, sleep all night.


     O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
     Beloved from pole to pole.



_Sleep._--Even sleep is characteristic. How charming are children in
their lovely innocence! How angel-like their blooming hue! How painful
and anxious is the sleep and expression in the countenance of the

                                        --_W. Von Humboldt._


When I go to sleep, I let fall the windows of mine eyes.



The sleep of a laboring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much: but
the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to sleep.

                                         --_Eccles. v, 12v._


Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.



     Sleep! to the homeless, thou art home,
       The friendless find in thee a friend;
     And well is, wheresoe'r he roams,
       Who meets thee at his journey's end.

                                       --_Ebenezer Elliott._



Dean Ramsey relates that the Earl of Lauderdale was alarmingly ill, one
distressing symptom being a total absence of sleep, without which the
medical men declared he could not recover. His son, who was somewhat
simple, was seated under the table, and cried out, "Sen' for that
preaching man frae Livingstone, for fayther aye sleeps in the kirk." One
of the doctors thought the hint worth attending to, and the experiment
of "getting a minister till him" succeeded, for sleep came on and the
earl recovered.


     Come sleep, O sleep! the certain knot of peace,
     The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
     The indifferent judge between the high and low!

                                          --_Sir P. Sidney._


     Do not omit the heavy offer of it;
     It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
     It is a comforter.



     Sleep, thou patron of mankind,
     Great physician of the mind,
     Who dost nor pain nor sorrow know,
     Sweetest balm of every woe.

                               --_Sophocles, born 496 B. C._


Sleep has often been mentioned as the image of death, so like it, that
we should not trust it without prayer.



     What mortal knows
     Whence came the tint and odor of the rose?
     What probing deep
     Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?

                                          --_T. B. Aldrich._



Whether seen playing upon the face of young innocence, or upon the
furrowed visage of venerable age, smiles are always attractive and
blissful. He who wears a smiling face is a practical philanthropist. He
dispels the clouds of gloom that overshadow the brows of care, and the
hearts of sorrow he meets in his life-paths, as the sun dispels the
misty clouds of morning from the face of nature.


A smile is ever more bright and beautiful with a tear upon it.


Put a smile on your face when you go out for a walk, and it will be
surprising how many pleasant people you will meet.


Who can tell the value of a smile? It costs the giver nothing, but is
beyond price to the erring and relenting, the sad and cheerless.



A new story of Adam Smith was told recently at a convention in Kirkaldy,
Scotland, the birthplace of the economist. The professor fell in love
and proposed. The offer was refused. Next day the lady met Smith in
Princess street, Edinburgh, and reopened the question of the proposal,
about which she had been thinking. "You remember what I said?" the lady
inquired, and the philosopher replied that he did. "Well," added the
lady, "I was only joking." "You remember what I asked?" said Smith.
"Yes" replied the lady. "Well," said Smith, "I was only joking too."


It is said that Sir Walter Raleigh once made a wager with Queen
Elizabeth that he could weigh the smoke from his tobacco pipe. He
weighed the tobacco before smoking, and the ashes afterwards. When
Elizabeth paid the wager, she said, "I have seen many a man turn his
gold into smoke, but you are first who has turned his smoke into gold."


     Among unequals what society
     Can sort, what harmony, or true delight?



Society is built upon trust, and trust upon confidence of one another's

                                              --_Dr. South._


             Society is no comfort
     To one not sociable.



If you wish to appear agreeable in society, you must consent to be
taught many things which you know already.



Society is ever ready to worship success, but rarely forgives failure.

                                           --_Mme. Rowland._


_Johnson_:--"Sir, your levellers wish to level down as far as
themselves; but they cannot bear levelling up to themselves. They would
all have some people under them; why not then have some people above

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


The true art of being agreeable is to appear well pleased with all the
company, and rather to seem well entertained with them, than to bring
entertainment to them.



     Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
     Some boundless contiguity of shade,
     Where rumor of oppression and deceit,
     Might never reach me more! my ear is pain'd,
     My soul is sick, with every day's report
     Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is fill'd.



_Something._--To do something, however small, to make others happier and
better, is the highest ambition, the most elevating hope, which can
inspire a human being.

                                           --_Lord Avebury._



     _On his 21st Birthday, with a Silver Lamp, "Fiat Lux."_
     --_Lady Dufferin, 1807-1867._

     How shall I bless thee? Human love
       Is all too poor in passionate words;
     The heart aches with a sense above
       All language that the lip affords:
     Therefore a symbol shall express
       My love,--a thing not rare or strange,
     But yet--eternal--measureless--
       Knowing no shadow and no change.
     Light! which of all the lovely shows
       To our poor world of shadows given,
     The fervent prophet-voices chose
       Alone, as attribute of heaven!

     At a most solemn pause we stand,
       From this day forth, for evermore,
     The weak but loving human hand
       Must cease to guide thee as of yore.
     Then, as thro' life thy footsteps stray,
       And earthly beacons dimly shine,
     "Let there be light" upon thy way,
       And holier guidance far than mine!
     "Let there be light" in thy clear, clear soul,
       When passion tempts and doubts assail;
     When grief's dark tempests o'er thee roll,
       "Let there be light" that shall not fail!

     So, angel-guarded, may'st thou tread
       The narrow path which few may find,
     And at the end, look back, nor dread
       To count the vanished years behind!
     And pray that she, whose hand doth trace
       This heart-warm prayer,--when life is past--
     May see and know thy blessed face,
       In God's own glorious light at last!

                           --_From the Victorian Anthology_,
                                --_by Sir M. E. Grant Duff_.


A clever man once said to his son: "John, when you chase the dollars,
all right; but look out, my boy, when the dollars chase you."


Send your son into the world with good principles, a good education, and
industrious habits, and he will find his way in the dark.



Some of the rarest gems and most beautiful flowers are often found in
out-of-the-way places. Here is one.

     Do you know that your soul is of my soul, such part,
     That you seem to be fibre and core of my heart?
     None other can pain me as you, dear, can do;
     None other can please me or praise me as you.
     Remember the world will be quick with its blame
     If shadow or stain ever darken your name.
     "Like mother, like son," is a saying so true,
     The world will judge largely of "mother" by you.
     Be yours then the task, if task it shall be,
     To force this proud world to do homage to me;
     Be sure it will say, when its verdict you've won.
     "She reaps as she sowed, lo, this man is her son."

                                         --_Author Unknown._



At ten years of age a boy thinks his father knows a great deal;

At fifteen he knows as much as his father;

At twenty he knows twice as much;

At thirty he is willing to take his advice;

At forty he begins to think his father knows something, after all;

At fifty he begins to seek his advice;

And at sixty, after his father is dead, he thinks he was the smartest
man that ever lived.


A son who loves his home is a joy to his parents.


A man who has got a good son-in-law, has gained a son; but he who has
found a bad one, has lost a daughter.


Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopped, doth burn the heart to cinders.



Sorrow's best antidote is employment.


There are people who are always anticipating trouble, and in this way
they manage to enjoy many sorrows that never really happen to them.

                                             --_H. W. Shaw._


The love of the poor, to the poor, is often remarked: Privation and
sorrow knit hearts as no bands of gold can.

                                         --_Thos. D. Brown._


     If hearty sorrow
     Be a sufficient ransom for offense,
     I tender it here; I do as truly suffer
     As e'er I did commit.



When sorrow is asleep wake it not.


All sorrows are bearable if there is bread.

                                            --_Don Quixote._


Let your thoughts dwell on your blessings, and you will forget your




The little that I have seen in the world, and known of the history of
mankind, teaches me to look upon their errors in sorrow, not in anger.
When I take the history of one poor heart that has sinned and suffered,
and represent to myself the struggles and temptations it passed through,
the brief pulsations of joy, the tears of regret, the feebleness of
purpose, the scorn of the world that has little charity, the desolation
of the soul's sanctuary, and threatening voices within, health gone,
happiness gone,--I would fain leave the erring soul of my fellow-man
with Him from whose hands it came.



     Sum up at night what thou hast done by day,
       And in the morning what thou hast to do.
     Dress and undress thy soul, mark the decay
       And growth of it; since we shall be
       Most surely judged, make thy accounts agree.

                                         --_George Herbert._



     Somewhere, beyond the limitless space,
     That mantles the stars, there is a place;
     A beautiful place, where angels dwell.
     Somewhere--but just where, no one can tell.

     Nowhere on this realm, from pole to pole,
     Did God appoint a home for the soul;
     Yet "somewhere," above yon starry dome
     There's a "house not made with hands," a home.

     There, all is fragrant with sweet perfume
     That falls from flowers which ever bloom;
     In that far-off unknown land so fair.
     Where the great Redeemer dwells--'tis there.


When you can say nothing good of a man, change the subject.


     Gentle speech and courteous mood
     Cost nothing, and are always good.


Loose thinking leads to inaccurate speech.


     Forbear sharp speeches to her. She's a lady
     So tender of rebukes, that words are strokes,
     And strokes death to her.



Everything that one says too much, is insipid and tedious.



It is unbecoming in inferiors to assume boldness of speech.



     Have more than thou showest;
     Speak less than thou knowest;
     Spend less than thou ownest.



_Obedience._--The man who has lost his purse will go wherever you wish.




Many years ago Dr. Valpy, a well known English scholar, wrote a little
verse of four lines as the longing of his heart and the confession of
his faith. This was the simple stanza:--

     "In peace let me resign my breath,
        And Thy salvation see;
      My sins deserve eternal death,
        But Jesus died for me."

Some time afterwards he gave this verse to his friend Dr. Marsh, and it
became a great blessing to him. Dr. Marsh read the lines to his friend
Lord Roden, who was so impressed with them that he got the doctor to
write them out, and then fastened the paper over the mantlepiece in his
study, and there, yellow with age, they hung for many years.

                 --_By Canon Dyson Hague, in London Record._


_Stars._--Those gold candles fix'd in heaven's air.




     Thou, proud man, look upon yon starry vault,
     Survey the countless gems which richly stud
     The night's imperial chariot;--Telescopes
     Will show the myriads more, innumerous
     As the sea-sand:--each of those little lamps
     Is the great source of light, the central sun
     Round which some other mighty sisterhood
     Of planets travel,--every planet stocked
     With living beings impotent, as thee.
     Now, proud man--now, where is thy greatness fled?
     What art thou in the scale of universe?
     Less, less than nothing!

                                      --_Henry Kirke White._


The stars govern men, but God governs the stars.


No man can be expected to be wise on an empty stomach.


The more violent the storm, the sooner it is over.



If a man be gracious unto strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the
world, and his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a
continent that joins them.


Be willing to pity the misery of the stranger! Thou givest to-day thy
bread to the poor; to-morrow the poor may give it to thee.




     He passed me on the street,
     And never guessed
     The strength he gave my heart,
     And needed rest.

     His noble face so shone
     With holiness,
     The very sight of it
     Could not but bless.

     I met him only once
     Upon my way,
     Many years ago,
     And yet to-day

     That face of light and strength
     Still dwells with me;
     The man "had been with God"--
     'Twas plain to see.

                                 --_Edith Campbell Babbitt._


Men of age * * * content themselves with a mediocrity of success.



Experience shows that success is due less to ability than to zeal. The
winner is he who gives himself to his work.


If you would go to the top, first go to the bottom.


The worst use that can be made of success is to boast of it.

                                       --_Sir Arthur Helps._


Mediocrity succeeds best in the world.




At a gathering in Australia, not long since, four persons met, three of
whom were shepherds on a sheep-farm. One of these had taken a degree at
Oxford, another at Cambridge, the third at a German university. The
fourth was their employer, a squatter, rich in flocks and herds, but
scarcely able to read and write, much less to keep accounts.



A sense of the power and luxury in money, beyond all the wonder tales,
has suddenly come to us.

In times like these, it is good to remember Agassiz, who refused to
lecture at five hundred dollars a night because he was too busy to make
money; Spurgeon, who refused to go to America to deliver fifty lectures
at one thousand dollars a night, saying he could do better--he could
stay in London and try to save fifty souls; and Emerson, who steadfastly
declined to increase his income beyond one thousand two hundred dollars
because he wanted his time to think.

                     --_F. Bellamy in Everybody's Magazine._


     Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt,
     Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.



Those who accomplish great things always begin with little things.


That success costs too dear, which is attained by any sacrifice of
_truth_, _honor_, or _justice_.


He who waits to be absolutely sure of the success of an undertaking,
will never undertake it.


     The poor have little,--beggars, none;
     The rich too much,--enough, not one.


The man who has a sufficiency, generally smiles at the artificial wants
of others.


                                 The summer day
     Endures not ever: toil ye while ye may.

                              --_Hesiod, a Greek, 850 B. C._


_Sun._--The glorious lamp of heaven; with one eye vieweth all the world.



When the sun shines on you you see your friends.


     Sundays observe: think when the bells do chime,
     'Tis angel's music; therefore come not late.

                                         --_George Herbert._



A boy of twelve, said to his little companion: "Do you know why Sunday
was instituted from the seventh to the first day of the week." "No, I
don't," replied the little boy, "I wish you would tell me." "Well, I
will, and I know it is true, for my father told me: It was instituted
from Saturday to Sunday in remembrance of Christ's resurrection from the
dead on the first day of the week."



The ways of superiors, are generally carried by inferiors, to excess.


It is easy to swim when another holds up your head.

                                        --_From the Danish._


Sympathy is the golden key that unlocks the hearts of others.

                                               --_S. Smith._



A respectable merchant of London having become embarrassed in his
circumstances, and his misfortunes being one day the subject of
conversation in the Royal Exchange, several persons expressed the great
sympathy they felt for him; whereupon a foreigner who was present, said,
"I feel five hundred pounds for him; what do _you_ feel?"


     A clasp of hands will oft reveal
     A sympathy that makes us feel
       Ourselves again; we lose our care:
     And in our heart's first glad rebound
     At tender sympathy new found,
       The world once more seems bright and fair.



     I lay in sorrow, deep distressed:
       My grief a proud man heard;
     His looks were cold, he gave me gold,
       But not a kindly word.
     My sorrow passed,--I paid him back
       The gold he gave to me;
     Then stood erect and spoke my thanks,
       And blessed his charity.

     I lay in want, in grief and pain:
       A poor man passed my way;
     He bound my head, he gave me bread,
       He watched me night and day.
     How shall I pay him back again,
       For all he did to me?
     Oh, gold is great, but greater far
       Is Heavenly Sympathy.

                                         --_Charles Mackay._


The human heart sighs for sympathy and solace, in the dark hour of
suffering and sorrow.

                                --_Rev. Thos. M. McConnell._


     These two complain, but no one sympathizes with them:
           He who lends money without witnesses;
           And he who is lorded over by his wife.

                                             --_The Talmud._



For him who does everything in its proper time, one day is worth three.


There is nothing like addressing men at the proper time.


The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms.

                                           --_O. W. Holmes._


Talent is something, but tact is everything.



All talk at once, to none respect is shown.


_Talking._--What a spendthrift is he of his tongue!



They always talk who never think.



He who talks much is sometimes right.



The talker sows, the listener reaps.



You can doubtless name a number of people who talk too much--including


A man of sense talks little, and listens much.



_A Quiet Rebuke._--When Washington's secretary excused himself for the
lateness of his attendance, and laid the blame on his watch, his master
quietly said--"Then you must get another watch, or I another secretary."


The cost takes away the taste: I should really like the thing, but I
dislike the expense.


To teach is to learn twice over.


Nothing dies sooner than a tear.


Do not make woman weep, for God counts her tears.

                                        --_From The Talmud._


           He has strangled
     His language in his tears.



There are few things more beautiful than tears, whether they are shed
for ourselves or others; they are the meek and silent effusions of
sincere feeling.


Tears sometimes have the weight of words.



Tears are the diamonds of the eye.



     See the tide working upward to his eye,
     And stealing from him in large silent drops,
     Without his leave.



Control your temper, for if it does not obey you, it will govern you.



Good temper is like a sunny day.



If you have a good temper, keep it; if you have a bad one, don't lose


When you're in the right you can afford to keep your temper, and when
you're in the wrong you can't afford to lose it.


Some temptations come to the industrious, but all temptations attack the



Toil is a foil against temptation.



The chief reason why no Christian should attend the theatre is the
character of a large majority of plays put on the stage.

Listen to what the play-writers and actors themselves say:

M. Dumas, a French writer of plays, wrote: "Never take your daughter to
the theatre; it is not merely the work that is immoral, it is the

W. C. Macready, the great actor, said: "None of my children shall ever,
with my consent, enter a theatre, or have any visiting connection with
actors or actresses."

Edwin Booth, the great tragedian, wrote: "My knowledge of the modern
theatre is so very meagre that I never permit my wife or daughter to
witness a play without previously ascertaining its character. The
theatre is permitted to be a mere shop for gain, open to every huckster
of immoral adventures,--jimcracks."

Fanny Kemble, the actress, confessed that life on the stage was
unhealthy to morals, and said: "I never presented myself before an
audience without a shirking feeling of reluctance, or without thinking
the excitement I had undergone unhealthy, and the personal exhibition

                                     --_Southern Churchman._


An ounce of practice is worth a ton of theory.


Everything that has a beginning comes to an end.


Do little things now; so shall big things come to thee by and by asking
to be done.

                                        --_Persian Proverb._


Don't despise a slight wound, or a poor relative.


Never despise small things, for we were all infants before we became
men, and pupils, ere we became teachers.


_Thought._--How often must we repeat it?--rules the world.



At a dinner when Daniel Webster was Secretary of State, after a period
of silence which fell upon the company of some twenty gentlemen who were
present, one of the guests said, "Mr. Webster, will you tell us what was
the most important thought that ever occupied your mind?" Webster slowly
passed his hand over his forehead, and in a low tone enquired of one
near him, "Is there any one here who does not know me?" "No; all are
your friends." "The most important thought that ever occupied my mind,"
said Webster, "was that of my individual responsibility to God." And
after speaking on this subject in the most solemn strain for fully ten
minutes, he silently rose from the table and retired to his room. This
incident serves to illustrate the attitude of great minds towards
eternal things. Great men are not scoffers. The men of flippant jeers
and godless jests are invariably men of small calibre and shallow


First thoughts are not always the best.



In matters of conscience, first thoughts are best; in matters of
prudence last thoughts are the best.

                                       --_Rev. Robert Hall._


To be without evil thoughts is God's best gift.



It is said, the thumb is stronger than all the other fingers together.



Such was the spirit of a venerable [1913:A]patriarch--who shed on a very
humble station the lustre of brilliant graces--that, when the storm sent
others in haste to their homes, he was wont to leave his own, and to
stand with upturned face, raised eye, and with his grey head uncovered,
to watch the flash and listen to the music of the roaring thunder. How
fine his reply to those who expressed their wonder at his aspect and
attitude--"It's my Father's voice, and I like well to hear it!" What a
sublime example of the perfect love that casteth out fear?

                                 --_From Memoir of Guthrie._


[1913:A] Jamie Stewart, Dr. Guthrie's first preceptor.


There is scarcely any one who may not, like a trout, be taken by



Time is a great master, he sets many things right.


With thee conversing I forget all time.



The happier the time, the quicker it passes.

                                     --_Pliny, the Younger._


Since time is not a person we can overtake when he is past, let us honor
him with mirth and cheerfulness of heart while he is passing.



How noiseless falls the foot of time.

                                          --_W. R. Spencer._


An hour lost in the morning is never found all day.


Time passes like the wind.



Spare moments are the gold dust of time.


Time unveils truth.




"From time immemorial," said Judge Asher Carruth, of London, "Southern
people have been lavish in bestowing titles. I think there is something
in the Southern temperament which explains this. I didn't start out on
this, however, for a philosophical disquisition, but rather to tell how
a certain Kentucky gentleman established valid title to the rank of
Colonel. He went to Cincinnati once with a friend, who enjoyed many
acquaintances there; and who introduced him to every one as Colonel
Brown. Everything went along smoothly until finally one Cincinnatian
asked of the introducer:

"I suppose your friend Colonel Brown was in the Confederate army?"

"No, sir; he was not."

"Well, then, he fought on the Union side?"

"You are wrong there, too."

"Oh, I see now; he got his title by serving in the State militia?"

"No, he never entered the militia."

"Then, how did he get to be a colonel?"

"He drew a sword, sir, at a church fair!"


  _Tobacco-takers._--Dr. Caldwell says that there are but three
  animals that can abide tobacco, namely:--The African rock goat--the
  most loathsome creature on earth,
        The foul tobacco worm,
              And the rational creature, man!


     Talk less about the years to come--
     Live, love and labor more to-day.

                                            --_Alice Carey._


Better be preparing for tomorrow, than regretting yesterday.


To-morrow is, ah, whose?

                                          --_D. M. Mullock._


What cannot be told, had better not be done.


Never hold any one by the button or the hand, in order to be heard out;
for if people are unwilling to hear you, you had better hold your tongue
than them.



Though we have two eyes, we are supplied with but one tongue. Draw your
own moral.

                                          --_Alphonse Karr._


If you will control the tongue, you will soon be able also to control
the mind.


_Tongue._--When we advance a little into life, we find that the tongue
creates nearly all the mischief of the world.


The tongue is the instrument of the greatest good and the greatest evil
that is done in the world.


Let mildness ever attend thy tongue.


It is more necessary to guard the mouth than the chest.

                                        --_From the German._


It is related that a peasant once came to a monk to be taught the
Scriptures. The holy man began with the Psalm, 39 chapter, 1st verse: "I
said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue."

The peasant went his way to practice this and never returned. Lifelong
was the lesson, and lifelong the endeavor to master it.


The tongue's not steel, yet it often cuts.


A sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant



There are tourists who so busy themselves in traveling that they see


     He'll seldom need aid
     Who has a good trade.


A useful trade may be said to be like a mine of gold.


     I see that conscience, truth, and honesty are made
     To rise and fall, like other wares of trade.



He who has a trade may travel through the world.

                                       --_From the Spanish._



One of the remarks which an American is expected to make on returning
from a foreign tour, especially his first return, is: "Well I'm a better
American for having gone abroad," meaning that foreign travel has
increased his love for his own country--in other words, has toned up his
patriotism. * * * * * * * *

Foreign travel will make any intelligent American a better citizen,
because an increase of knowledge is a betterment. One honored resident
of Washington, a gentleman past middle life, recently returned from his
first European tour, and on being asked if he could make the stereotyped
report of having been "made a better American," replied: "Yes; I think I
am a better American for having had a deal of conceit knocked out of
me." That was a profitable experience.

                       _From Baltimore Sun, November, 1906._


He that would make his travels delightful, must first make himself


It will be observed, that when giving me (Boswell) advice as to my
travels, Dr. Johnson did not dwell upon cities, and palaces, and
pictures, and shows. He was of Lord Essex's opinion, who advises his
kinsman, Roger, Earl of Rutland, "rather to go a hundred miles to speak
with one wise man, than five miles to see a fair town."

                                      --_Boswell's Johnson._


_Deuteronomy xxxiii, 19_--"They shall suck of the abundance of the seas,
and of the treasures hid in the sand."

Among the hardships experienced by the first settlers in North America,
they were sometimes greatly distressed for food, which led the women and
the children to the sea side to look for a ship which they expected with
provisions, but no ship appeared for many weeks; they saw in the sand,
however, vast quantities of shellfish, since called clams, a species of
muscle. Hunger impelled them to taste, and at length they fed wholly
upon them, and were as cheerful and well as they had been before in
England, enjoying the best provision. It is added, that a good man,
after they had all dined one day on clams, without bread, returned
thanks to God for causing them to "suck of the abundance of the seas,
and of treasures hid in the sand." This text, which they had never
before observed particularly, was ever after endeared to them.



     O leave this barren spot to me:
     Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!
     Though bush or floweret never grow
     My dark unwarming shade below;
     Nor summer bud perfume the dew,
     Of rosy blush, or yellow hue!
     Nor fruits of autumn, blossom-born,
     My green and glossy leaves adorn;
     Nor murmuring tribes from me derive
     Th' ambrosial amber of the hive;
     Yet leave this barren spot to me:
     Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!

     Thrice twenty summers I have seen
     The sky grow bright, the forest green;
     And many a wintry wind have stood
     In bloomless, fruitless solitude,
     Since childhood in my pleasant bower
     First spent its sweet and sportive hour,
     Since youthful lovers in my shade
     Their vows of truth and rapture made;
     And on my trunk's surviving frame
     Carved many a long-forgotten name.
     Oh! by the sighs of gentle sound,
     First breathed upon this sacred ground;
     By all that Love has whisper'd here,
     Or Beauty heard with ravished ear;
     As Love's own altar honor me:
     Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!

                                        --_Thomas Campbell._

(This piece was written for Miss Mary Campbell, the poet's sister; it
appeared first in the _Morning Chronicle_.

The tree, the subject of the lines still ornaments the grounds at
Ardwell, in Scotland, the seat of James Murray McCulloch, Esq.)


Like a tree, am I sheltering others by my life?


The greater the difficulty the more glory in surmounting it. Skilful
pilots gain their reputation from storms and tempests.



     When I waken in the morn
       I'm sad, I must confess,
     To think that ere I can go out
       I must get up and dress.


_Deuteronomy xxii, 4._--"Thou shalt not see thy brother's ox or ass fall
down by the way, and hide thyself from them; thou shalt surely help him
lift them up again."

Mr. George Herbert, the poet, when walking to Salisbury, saw a poor
man, with a poorer horse, fallen under his load. Mr. Herbert perceiving
this, put off his canonical coat, and helped the poor man to unload, and
after to load his horse. The poor man blessed him for it, and he blessed
the poor man, and gave him money to refresh both himself and his horse;
and told him, "If he loved himself, he should be merciful to his beast."
At his coming to his musical friends at Salisbury, they began to wonder
that Mr. George Herbert, who used to be so clean, came in such a
condition; but he told them the occasion; and when one of the company
told him, "he had disparaged himself by so dirty an employment," his
answer was, "That the thought of what he had done would prove music to
him at midnight; and the omission of it would have upbraided and made
discord in his conscience, whensoever he should pass by the place."


     I wrote down my troubles every day;
       And after a few short years,
     When I turned to the heart-aches passed away,
       I read them with smiles,--not tears.


To tell our troubles, is often the way to lighten them.



During the Rabbi's absence from home, two of his sons died. Their mother
hiding her grief, awaited the father's return, and then said to him. "My
husband, some time since two jewels of inestimable value were placed
with me for safe keeping. He who left them with me called for them
to-day, and I delivered them into His hands." "That is right," said the
Rabbi approvingly. "We must always return cheerfully and faithfully all
that is placed in our care." Shortly after this, the Rabbi asked for his
sons, and the mother, taking him by the hand, led him gently to the
chamber of death. Meir gazed upon his sons, and realizing the truth,
wept bitterly. "Weep not, beloved husband," said his noble wife; "didst
thou not say to me we must return cheerfully, when called for, all that
has been placed under our care? God gave us these jewels; He left them
with us for a time, and we gloried in their possession; but now that He
calls for His own, we should not repine."


_In Boswell's Life of Johnson_, he says:--Next morning, while we were at
breakfast, Johnson gave a very earnest recommendation of what he himself
practised with the utmost conscientiousness: I mean a strict attention
to truth, even in the most minute particulars. "Accustom your children,"
said he, "constantly to this: If a thing happened at one window, and
they, when relating it, say that it happened at another, do not let it
pass, but instantly check them; you do not know where deviation from
truth will end."


Dare to be true: Nothing can need a lie.



I once asked a deaf and dumb boy, "What is truth?" He replied by
thrusting his finger forward in a straight line. I then asked him "What
is falsehood?" when he made a zigzag with his finger. Try to remember
this; let whoever will, take a zigzag path,--go you on in your course
as straight as an arrow to its mark, and shrink from falsehood, as you
would from a viper.



     Truth has such a face and such a mien,
     As to be loved needs only to be seen.
     Vice is a monster of such hideous mien,
     As to be hated needs but to be seen.



       The dignity of truth is lost
     With much protesting.

                                             --_Ben Jonson._


Not to believe the truth, is of all ills the worst.



A woman stopped a divine in the streets of the metropolis with this
salutation: "There is no truth in the land, sir! There is no truth in
the land." "Then you do not speak the truth, good woman," replied the
clergyman. "Oh, yes, I do," returned she, hastily. "Then there is truth
in the land," rejoined he, as quickly.


     I cannot tell how the truth may be;
     I say the tale as 'twas said to me.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


Truth, like the sun, submits to be obscured; but, like the sun, only for
a time.


To love truth for truth's sake, is the principal part of human
perfection in this world, and the seed-plot of all other virtues.



Truth, when not sought after, sometimes comes to light.



A thousand probabilities don't make one truth.



In an Eastern land a boy once set out from his mother's home for a
distant city, where he was to begin life and earn his livelihood. Before
parting with him, his mother gave him forty gold dinars, which, for
safety, she sewed inside his waistcoat. Her last counsel to him was, to
seek and to follow always the truth. On his way he had to cross part of
a desert, infested by robbers. One of these saw him and came galloping
up "Boy, what money have you got?" he sternly demanded. The boy looked
up at him, and said, "I have forty gold dinars sewed up in my
waistcoat." The robber burst into a fit of laughter; he thought the boy
was joking. And, turning his horse, he galloped back to his troop.
By-and-by, another horseman rode up to the boy as he trudged on, and
made the same demand: "Boy, what have you got?" "Forty gold dinars,
sewed up in my waistcoat," said the boy again. This robber, too, burst
out laughing, and turned away, thinking the boy was making fun of him.
They had some talk in their band about the boy's strange reply. Their
leader turning it over in his mind, said he would like to see him, and,
leaving the troop, soon overtook the young traveler. He put the same
question as the others, and again the boy gave the same answer. The
captain leapt off his horse, and began to feel the boy's clothes, till
he counted--one, two, three--the forty gold dinars just as he had been
told. "What made you tell the truth, my boy?" he asked. "My God and my
mother, sir," was the reply. "Wait for me here a little," said the
captain, and galloped back to his troop. In a few minutes he returned,
but so changed that the boy hardly knew him. By removing a false beard
and other disguises, his appearance was quite altered. "Come with me, my
lad," he said; and he pointed to the spires of a distant city. "I cannot
go with you," said the boy; "you are a robber!" "I was," the man said,
"but all that is over now! I have given it up forever. I have a large
business in yonder city, and I wish you to come with me and share it."
And so they went on together; and when they arrived at the city the boy
entered his employment, and ultimately became very wealthy and


My aim is not so much to say things that are new, as things that are



     Seize upon the truth, where'er 'tis found,
       Among your friends, among your foes,
     On Christian or on heathen ground,
       The flower's divine, where'er it grows.


Better suffer for truth, than profit by falsehood.

                                        --_From the Danish._



Two weeks ago on board an English steamer, a little ragged boy, aged
nine years, was discovered on the fourth day of the voyage out from
Liverpool to New York, and carried before the first mate, whose duty it
was to deal with such cases. When questioned as to his object of being
stowed away, and who brought him on board, the boy, who had a beautiful
sunny face, and eyes that looked like the very mirrors of truth, replied
that his step-father did it, because he could not afford to keep him,
nor pay his passage out to Halifax, where he had an aunt who was well
off, and to whose house he was going. The mate did not believe the
story, in spite of the winning face and truthful accents of the boy. He
had seen too much of stow-aways to be easily deceived by them, he said;
and it was his firm conviction that the boy had been brought on board
and provided with food by the sailors. The little fellow was very
roughly handled in consequence. Day by day he was questioned and
re-questioned, but always with the same result. He did not know a sailor
on board, and his father alone had secreted him and given him the food
which he ate. At last the mate, wearied by the boy's persistence in the
same story, and perhaps a little anxious to inculpate the sailors,
seized him one day by the collar, and, dragging him to the fore, told
him that unless he would tell the truth in ten minutes from that time,
he would hang him from the yard-arm. He then made him sit down under it
on the deck. All around him were the passengers and sailors of the
midway watch, and in front of him stood the inexorable mate, with his
chronometer in his hand, and the other officers of the ship by his side.
It was the finest sight, said our informant, that he ever beheld--to see
the pale, proud, sorrowful face of that noble boy, his head erect, his
beautiful blue eyes bright through the tears that suffused them. When
eight minutes had fled, the mate told him he had but two minutes to
live, and advised him to speak the truth and save his life; but he
replied with the utmost simplicity and sincerity by asking the mate if
he might pray. The mate said nothing, but nodded his head and turned
deadly pale, and shook with trembling like a reed with the wind, and
there, all eyes turned on him, the brave and noble little fellow, this
poor waif, whom society owned not, and whose own step-father could not
care for him--there he knelt, with clasped hands, and eyes turned to
heaven, while he repeated audibly the Lord's prayer, and prayed the Lord
Jesus to take him to heaven. Sobs broke from strong, hard hearts, as the
mate sprang forward to the boy, and clasped him to his bosom, and kissed
him and blessed him, and told him how sincerely he believed his story,
and how glad he was that he had been brave enough to face death and be
willing to sacrifice his life for the truth of his word.

                                              --_E. Davies._


He who does not fully speak the truth is a traitor to it.

                                         --_From the Latin._



When Aristotle, the Grecian philosopher, who was tutor to Alexander the
Great, was asked what a man could gain by uttering falsehoods, he
replied, "Not to be credited when he shall tell the truth." On the other
hand, it is related that when Petrarch, the Italian poet, a man of
strict integrity, was summoned as a witness, and offered in the usual
manner to take an oath before a court of justice, the judge closed the
book, saying, "As to you, Petrarch, your _word_ is sufficient."


Nature hath appointed the twilight as a bridge to pass us out of night
into day.




The unexpected often happens.


The unfinished is nothing.



There is a chill air surrounding those who are down in the world, and
people are glad to get away from them, as from a cold room.



"Please buy my penny songs!" cried a feeble voice in one of the streets
of a great city. The day was very cold, and little Katie had left her
cheerless home to earn, if possible, a few pennies. Poor Katie! Her
little voice was feeble because her heart was sad, for so many passed
her by unnoticed; and she felt almost discouraged.

Soon she found herself in a music store, standing near a beautiful lady,
who was sitting there selecting music. She again uttered her little cry,
"Please buy a penny song!" but the lady, not hearing what she said,
turned towards her, and, with the kindest, sweetest smile, said gently,
"What is it, darling?" at the same time putting a piece of money in her
hand. Katie, not thinking what she did, laid her head in the lady's lap,
and cried as though her heart would break. The lady tried to soothe her;
and soon Katie said, "O lady! I cry, not because you gave money, but
because you spoke so kindly to me."



He who serves the unfortunate, serves God.


Everybody and everything unknown are often magnified.



Things unreasonable are never durable.



     Whatever hath been written shall remain,
     Nor be erased nor written o'er again;
     The unwritten only still belongs to thee:
     Take heed, and ponder well what that shall be.





     But yesterday the word of Caesar might
     Have stood against the world; now lies he there,
     And none so poor to do him reverence.



I had rather be the first man in the village than the second man in



If you have performed an act of great and disinterested virtue, conceal
it; if you publish it, you will neither be believed here nor rewarded


If there's a virtue in the world at which we should always aim, it is

                                   --_Sir Edward B. Lytton._


Our virtues disappear, said Rochefoucauld, when put in competition with
our interests, as rivers lose themselves in the ocean.


Virtue, not pedigree, should characterize nobility.

                                         --_From the Latin._


The tones of human voices are mightier than strings or brass to move the




     It is not so much what you say,
       As the manner in which you say it;
     It is not so much the language you use,
       As the tones in which you convey it.




     A lady sits in her boudoir
       Languid with leisure's disease,
     World-weary and worn with ennui--
       Society fails to please;
     She craves fresh scenes more alluring
       But where is anything new?
     She's tired of luxury's gilding,
       Weary of nothing to do.

     Her life seems empty and useless,
       A played out, frivolous game,
     Where fawning counterfeits friendship
       And love is only a name;
     Heart-sick she sulks in seclusion
       And scans in mental review,
     Her social realm and the follies
       She knows are weak and untrue.

     Thus over her life she ponders,
       Scorning, rebellious in vain,
     Till impelled by social custom
       She resumes her mask again;
     Her world must not find her sighing--
       She brilliantly plays her part,
     And bravely the queen of pleasure
       Smiles still with an aching heart.

     Nearby, but a few blocks distant
       From plenty's palatial homes,
     There is a contrasting picture
       Of strenuous life in the slums;
     A pale girl toils in a garret,
       From dawn till the sunset's glow,
     And the sweat-shop wolf is prowling
       For aye in the street below.

     Stitch, stitch all day without ceasing,
       Knowing no rest or delay.
     Humanity pleads for mercy--
              *  *  *  *  *

                                    --_Margaret Scott Hall._



     We are ruined, not by what we really want
     But by what we think we want;
     Therefore never go abroad in search of your wants;
     If they be real wants,
     They will come home in search of you;
     For he that buys what he does not want,
     Will often want what he cannot buy.



_The Source of Wants._--It is not from nature, but from education and
habits, that our wants are chiefly derived.



He cannot provide for the wants of others, whose own are numerous and




When George Washington was a boy, a beautiful cherry tree was killed in
his father's garden, by some violent hand stripping its bark. Mr.
Washington said he would not have taken five guineas for the tree, and
he would like to know the offender. Shortly after, seeing George with
an axe in his hand, he asked him if he knew who had killed the cherry
tree. George hesitated for a moment, then said, "I cannot tell a lie,
father, I cannot tell a lie. I cut it with the hatchet." "Come to my
arms," said his father; "you have paid for it a thousand times." Such an
act of heroism in telling the truth he valued more than a thousand
cherry trees.


Hundreds would never have known _want_ if they had not first known



He who plays with dollars in his youth, will be apt to have to beg for
farthings in his age.



When you take out, and do not put in, expect to reach the bottom.

                                           --_Modern Greek._



About three-fourths of the weight of the human body consists of water;
and as it is constantly being thrown off by the skin, lungs, etc., it
requires to be continually renewed, and water is therefore an essential
alimentary principle, and more necessary to our existence than even
solid food.

                                           --_Dr. Turnbull._


I am glad to find your great wealth has not changed you. "Well,"
responded Mr. Preston, "it has changed me a trifle. I'm eccentric where
I used to be impolite, and delightfully sarcastic where I used to be
rude--so they tell me."

                                        --_Detroit Tribune._


Extreme wealth brings excessive care; for the average man a moderate
competence is best.


Golden roofs break men's rest.



Much on earth, little in heaven.



Ability is the poor man's wealth.

                                           --_Matthew Wren._


Many a lout is wealthy, and a clever man, hard put to.



It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.



To say you are welcome, would be superfluous.



A warm welcome after all, is the best cheer.


Who comes seldom is welcome.



You're as welcome as the flowers in May.


Dig a well before you are thirsty. (Be prepared against contingencies.)




The following verses were sent to a graduate of Wheaton Seminary of the
class of 1866 by John G. Whittier, on the receipt of two pairs of long
stockings, which the young woman had knit. She was a frequent visitor in
the Whittier home, and often assisted in the entertainment of guests of
honor. Mr. Whittier regarded the verses as doggerel, and expressed his
intention of writing something worth while for his youthful admirer. But
the poem reveals a humorous side of his character, differing from what
one finds in his published poetry, and it is probable that neither Mr.
Whittier nor his young friend, who died in her early womanhood, would
have objected to the publication of the verses.

                           --_Editors of Youth's Companion._

      My neighbor Acres said to me,
       "I lead a lonesome life.
      There's something lacking all the time,
        I think I need a wife.

     "I'm weary of my empty rooms
        And stockings never mended.
      If you could think of some nice girl
        I'd feel myself befriended."

      I sat and pondered for a space,
        And then I spake up gaily:
     "You just go down the Ferry road
        And ask for Mary Bailey.

     "She's bright as is a new-made cent
        And smart as any steel trap;
      I tell you grass will never grow
        Beneath her restless heel-tap.

     "A wiser little head than hers
        Was never found a hat in;
      She reads a thousand books a year,
        And talks in Dutch and Latin.

     "She always has a stylish dress,
        And dainty slippered feet,
      She's money in the savings-bank
        Her every want to meet."

      He sadly mused, "That sort of thing
        Will never do, you see.
      A wife that's all accomplishments
        Is not the wife for me."

      A lucky thought was mine. I kicked
        Right off my old brogan,
      And pulled my trousers to the knee.
       "Look here, you foolish man!

     "These stockings by her hands were knit."
       "Why, sakes alive," cried he.
     "The modern girl who knits like that
        Is just the girl for me."

                             --_By John Greenleaf Whittier._


Who sows thorns should not go barefoot.



_Advice to a Wife._--O woman! thou knowest the hour when the goodman of
the house will return, when the heat and burden of the day are past; do
not let him at such time, find upon his coming to his habitation, that
the foot which should hasten to meet him is wandering at a distance,
that when he is weary with toil and jaded with discouragement, the soft
hand which should wipe the sweat from his brow, is knocking at the door
of other houses.

                                              --_W. Irving._


A stubborn wife is a mat rolled up--i. e., useless.




     Fie! fie! unknit that threat'ning, unkind brow,
     And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
     To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor;
     It blots thy beauty, as frost bite the meads;
     Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds;
     And in no sense is meet or amiable.
     A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled,
     Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
     And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
     Will deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
     Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
     Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
     And for thy maintenance commits his body
     To painful labour both by sea and land;
     To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
     While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe,
     And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
     But love, fair looks, and true obedience:
     Too little payment for so great a debt.
     Such duty as one owes a prince,
     Even such, a woman oweth to her husband:
     And when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
     And not obedient to his honest will,
     What is she but a foul contending rebel
     And graceless traitor to her loving lord?
     I am asham'd that women are so simple
     To offer war, where they should kneel for peace;
     Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway,
     When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.




     Oh, let me lay my head to-night upon your breast,
     And close my eyes against the light, I fain would rest,
     I'm weary, and the world looks sad; this worldly strife
     Turns me to you; and, oh I'm glad to be your wife!
     Though friends may fail or turn aside, yet I have you
     And in your love I may abide, for you are true--
     My only solace in each grief and in despair,
     Your tenderness is my relief; it soothes each care.
     If joys of life could alienate this poor weak heart
     From yours, then may no pleasure great enough to part
     Our sympathies fall to my lot. I'd e'er remain
     Bereft of friends, though true or not, just to retain
     Your true regard, your presence bright, thro' care and strife
     And, oh! I thank my God to-night, I am your wife!

                                           --_Old Clipping._



I have often had occasion to remark the fortitude with which women
sustain the most overwhelming reverses of fortune. Those disasters
which break down the spirit of a man, and prostrate him in the dust,
seem to call forth all the energies of the softer sex, and give such
intrepidity and elevation to their character, that at times it
approaches to sublimity. Nothing can be more touching, than to behold a
soft and tender female, who had been all weakness and dependence, and
alive to every trivial roughness, while threading the prosperous paths
of life, suddenly rising in mental force to be the comforter and
supporter of her husband under misfortune and abiding with unshrinking
firmness, the bitterest blasts of adversity.

As the vine which has long twined its graceful foliage about the oak,
and been lifted by it into sunshine, will, when the hardy plant is
rifted by the thunder-bolt, cling round it with its caressing tendrils,
and bind up its shattered boughs; so it is beautifully ordered by
Providence, that woman who is the mere dependent and ornament of man in
his happier hours, should be his stay and solace when smitten with
calamity; winding herself into the rugged recesses of his nature,
tenderly supporting the drooping head, and binding up the broken heart.

I was once congratulating a friend, who had around him a blooming
family, knit together in the strongest affection. "I can wish you no
better lot," said he, with enthusiasm, "than to have a wife and
children. If you are prosperous, there they are to share your
prosperity; if otherwise, there they are to comfort you." And, indeed, I
have observed that a married man, falling into misfortune, is more apt
to retrieve his situation in the world than a single one; partly because
he is more stimulated to exertion by the necessities of the helpless and
beloved beings who depend upon him for subsistence; but chiefly because
his spirits are soothed and relieved by domestic endearments, and his
self-respect kept alive by finding, that though all abroad is darkness
and humiliation, yet there is still a little world of love at home, of
which he is the monarch. Whereas, a single man is apt to run to waste
and self-neglect; to fancy himself lonely and abandoned, and his heart
to fall to ruin, like some deserted mansion, for want of an inhabitant.

These observations call to mind a little domestic story, of which I was
once a witness. My intimate friend, Leslie, had married a beautiful and
accomplished girl, who had been brought up in the midst of fashionable
life. She had, it is true, no fortune, but that of my friend was ample;
and he delighted in the anticipation of indulging her in elegant
pursuit, and administering to those delicate tastes and fancies that
spread a kind of witchery about the sex.--"Her life," said he, "shall be
like a fairy tale."

The very difference in their characters produced a harmonious
combination; he was of a romantic and somewhat serious cast; she was all
life and gladness. I have often noticed the mute rapture with which he
would gaze upon her in company, of which her sprightly powers made her
the delight; and how, in the midst of applause, her eye would still turn
to him, as if there alone she sought favor and acceptance. When leaning
on his arm, her slender form contrasted finely with his tall, manly
person. The fond confiding air with which she looked up to him seemed to
call forth a flush of triumphant pride and cherishing tenderness, as if
he doted on his lovely burden for its very helplessness. Never did a
couple set forward on a flowery path of early and well-suited marriage
with a fairer prospect of felicity.

It was the misfortune of my friend, however, to have embarked his
property in large speculations; and he had not been married many months
when, by a succession of sudden disasters, it was swept from him, and he
found himself reduced to almost penury. For a time he kept his situation
to himself, and went about with a haggard countenance and a breaking
heart. His life was but a protracted agony; and what rendered it more
insupportable was the necessity of keeping up a smile in the presence
of his wife; for he could not bring himself to overwhelm her with the
news. She saw, however, with the quick eyes of affection, that all was
not well with him. She marked his altered looks and stifled sighs, and
was not to be deceived by his sickly and vapid attempts at cheerfulness.
She tasked all her sprightly powers and tender blandishments to win him
back to happiness; but she only drove the arrow deeper into his soul.
The more he saw cause to love her, the more torturing was the thought
that he was soon to make her wretched. A little while, thought he, and
the smile will banish from that cheek--the song will die away from those
lips--the lustre of those eyes will be quenched with sorrow--and the
happy heart which now beats lightly in that bosom will be weighed down,
like mine, by the cares and miseries of the world.

At length he came to me one day, and related his whole situation in a
tone of the deepest despair. When I had heard him through, I inquired,
"Does your wife know all this?" At the question he burst into an agony
of tears. "For God's sake!" cried he, "if you have any pity on me, don't
mention my wife; it is the thought of her that drives me almost to

"And why not?" said I:--"She must know it sooner or later: you cannot
keep it long from her, and the intelligence may break upon her in a more
startling manner than if imparted by yourself; for the accents of those
we love soften the harshest tidings. Besides, you are depriving yourself
of the comforts of her sympathy; and not merely that, but also
endangering the only bond that can keep hearts together--an unreserved
community of thought and feeling. She will soon perceive that something
is secretly preying upon your mind; and true love will not brook
reserve: it feels undervalued and outraged, when even the sorrows of
those it loves are concealed from it."

"Oh, but my friend! to think what a blow I am to give to all her future
prospects--how I am to strike her very soul to the earth, by telling her
that her husband is a beggar!--that she is to forego all the elegancies
of life--all the pleasures of society--to shrink with me into indigence
and obscurity! To tell her that I have dragged her down from the sphere
in which she might have continued to move in constant brightness--the
light of every eye--the admiration of every heart!--How can she bear
poverty? She has been brought up in all the refinements of opulence
* * *"

I saw his grief was eloquent, and I let it have its flow; for sorrow
relieves itself by words. When his paroxysm had subsided, and he had
relapsed into moody silence, I resumed the subject gently, and urged him
to break his situation at once to his wife. He shook his head
mournfully, but positively.

"But how are you to keep it from her? It is necessary she should know
it, that you may take the steps proper to the alteration of your
circumstances. You must change your style of living--nay," observing a
pang to pass across his countenance, "don't let that afflict you. I am
sure you never placed your happiness in outward show--you have yet
friends, warm friends, who will not think the worse of you for being
less splendidly lodged; and surely it does not require a palace to be
happy with Mary--" "I could be happy with her," cried he convulsively,
"in a hovel! *"

"Believe me, my friend," said I, stepping up, and grasping him warmly by
the hand, "she can be the same with you. Ay, more: it will be a source
of pride and triumph to her--it will call forth all the latent energies
and fervent sympathies of her nature; for she will rejoice to prove that
she loves you for yourself. There is in every true woman's heart a spark
of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of
prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour
of adversity." I finished by persuading him to go home and unburden his
sad heart to his wife.

I must confess, notwithstanding all I have said, I felt some little
solicitude for the result. Who can calculate on the fortitude of one
whose whole life has been a round of pleasures? Her gay spirits might
revolt at the dark downward path of low humility, suddenly pointed out
before her, and might cling to the sunny regions in which they had
hitherto reveled.

In short, I could not meet Leslie next morning without trepidation. He
had made the disclosure.

"And how did she bear it?"

"Like an Angel! It seemed rather to be a relief to her mind, for she
threw her arms around my neck, and asked if this was all that had lately
made me unhappy."

Some days afterwards, he called upon me in the evening. He had disposed
of his dwelling-house, and taken a small cottage in the country, a few
miles from town. He had been busy all day in sending out furniture. The
new establishment required few articles, and those of the simplest kind.
All the splendid furniture of his late residence had been sold,
excepting his wife's harp. That, he said was too closely associated with
the idea of herself; it belonged to the little story of their loves; for
some of the sweetest moments of their courtship were those when he had
leaned over that instrument, and listened to the melting tones of her
voice. I could not but smile at this instance of romantic gallantry in a
doting husband.

He was now going out to the cottage, where his wife had been all day
superintending its arrangement. My feelings had become strongly
interested in the progress of this family story, and as it was a fine
evening, I offered to accompany him.

He was wearied with the fatigues of the day, and as we walked out, fell
into a fit of gloomy musing.

"Poor Mary!" at length broke, with a heavy sigh, from his lips.

"And what of her," asked I, "has anything happened to her?"

"What," said he, darting an impatient glance, "is it nothing to be
reduced to this paltry situation--to be caged in a miserable cottage--to
be obliged to toil almost in the menial concerns of her wretched

"Has she then repined at the change?"

"Repined! she has been nothing but sweetness and good humor. Indeed, she
seems in better spirits than I have ever known her; she has been to me
all love and tenderness and comfort!"

"Admirable girl!" exclaimed I, "You call yourself poor, my friend; you
never were so rich--you never knew the boundless treasures of excellence
you possessed in that woman."

"Oh! but, my friend, if this first meeting at the cottage were over, I
think I could then be comfortable. But this is her first day of real
experience: she has been introduced into an humble dwelling--she has
been employed all day, in arranging its miserable equipments--she has
for the first time known the fatigues of domestic employment--she has
for the first time looked around her on a home destitute of everything
elegant--almost of everything convenient; and may now be sitting down,
exhausted and spiritless, brooding over a prospect of future poverty."

There was a degree of probability in this picture that I could not
gainsay, so we walked on in silence.

After turning from the main road, up a narrow lane, so thickly shaded by
forest trees as to give it a complete air of seclusion, we came in sight
of the cottage. It was humble enough in its appearance for the most
pastoral poet; and yet it had a most pleasing rural look. * * * * * Just
as we approached we heard the sound of music--Leslie grasped my arm; we
paused and listened. It was Mary's voice singing, in a style of the most
touching simplicity, a little Scotch air of which her husband was
peculiarly fond.

I felt Leslie's hand tremble on my arm. He stepped forward to hear more
distinctly. His step made a noise on the gravel walk. A bright beautiful
face glanced out at the window and vanished--a light footstep was
heard--and Mary came tripping forth to meet us. She was in a pretty
rural dress of white; a few wild flowers were twisted in her fine hair;
a fresh bloom was on her cheek; her whole countenance beamed with
smiles--I had never seen her look so lovely.

"My dear George," cried she, "I am so glad you are come; I have been
watching and watching for you; and running down the lane and looking out
for you. I've set out a table under a beautiful tree behind the cottage;
and I've been gathering some of the most delicious strawberries, for I
know you are so fond of them--and we have such excellent cream--and
everything is so sweet and still here.--Oh!" said she, putting her arm
within his, and looking up brightly in his face, "Oh, we shall be so

Poor Leslie was overcome. He caught her to his bosom--he folded his arms
around her--he kissed her again and again--he could not speak for the
tears gushed into his eyes.

He has often assured me that though the world has since gone
prosperously with him, and his life has indeed been a happy one, yet
never has he experienced a moment of more exquisite felicity than the
time when I accompanied him to the little cottage in the country.

                                      --_Washington Irving._


Better a fortune in a wife, than with a wife.



The good wife is none of our dainty dames, who love to appear in a
variety of suits every day, new; as if a gown like a stratagem in war,
were to be used but once. But our good wife sets up a sail according to
the keel of her husband's estate; and if of high parentage, she doth not
so remember what she was by birth, that she forgets what she is



     Of earthly goods, the best is a good wife;
     A bad, the bitterest curse of human life.




     Be joined to thy equal in rank,
     Or the foot of pride will kick at thee;
     Let no one have thy confidence, O wife,
     Saving thy husband:
     Have not a friend more intimate, O husband,
     Than thy wife.



                               What thou bidd'st,
     Unargued, I obey; so God ordains:
     God is thy law; thou mine: to know no more,
     Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her praise.



When Sir Albert Morton died, his wife's grief was such that she shortly
followed him, and was laid by his side. Wotton's two lines on the event
have been celebrated as containing a volume in seventeen words:

     "He first deceased; she for a little tried
      To live without him, liked it not, and died."

Certainly there are few higher tributes in the world to a good husband
than this.


The wife is the key of the house.


A man's best fortune--or his worst--is a wife.



     A modest, chaste, and an obedient wife,
       Lifts her poor husband to a knightly throne:
     What though the livelong day with toils be rife,
       The solace of his cares at night's his own.
     If she be modest and her words be kind,
       Mark not her beauty, or her want of grace;
     The fairest woman, if deformed in mind
       Will in thy heart's affections find no place:
     Dazzling as Eden's beauties to the eye,
       In outward form: foul is her face within.
     Better in dungeon, bound with chains, to lie,
       Than, with at home, a wife of frowning mien.
     Better bare feet than pinching shoes. The woes
       Of travel are less hard than broils at home.
     Contentment's door upon that mansion close,
       Whence wrangling women's high-pitched voices come.

                              --_From Littell's Living Age._


When a man has secured a good wife he can rest on his laurels; the world
has no greater prize to offer him.


When the will is ready, the feet are light.


When the will is prompt, the legs are nimble.



Where there is a will, there is a way.



What you leave at your death, let it be without controversy, else the
lawyers will be your heirs.



     I hear the wind among the trees
     Playing celestial symphonies;
     I see the branches downward bent,
     Like keys of some great instrument.

                                       --_H. W. Longfellow._


God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

                                         --_Henri Estienne._


Winter finds out what Summer lays up.

                                          --_Hans Andersen._


It is always safe to learn, even from our enemies--seldom safe to
venture to instruct, even our friends.


To know how to grow old, is the master work of wisdom, and one of the
most difficult chapters in the great art of living.



Youth is not the era of wisdom; let us therefore have due consideration.



     He who pursues an idle wish
     But climbs a tree to catch a fish.



     Best wishes! What avails that phrase, unless
     Best services attend them.



Wishing, of all employments, is the worst.



     You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come,
     Knock as you please, there's nobody at home.



An eye witness outweighs others.

                                         --_From the Latin._


                           No greater woe
     Can be, than to remember happy days
     In misery.


By telling our woes we often assuage them.



A fashionable woman is always in love--with herself.



     Before I trust my fate to thee,
       Or place my hand in thine,
     Before I let thy future give
       Color and form to mine,
     Before I peril all for thee,
       Question thy soul to-night for me.

     I break all slighter bonds, nor feel
       A shadow of regret:
     Is there one link within the past
       That holds thy spirit yet?
     Or is thy faith as clear and free
       As that which I can pledge to thee?

     Does there within thy dimmest dreams
       A possible future shine,
     Wherein thy life could henceforth breathe,
       Untouched, unshared by mine?
     If so, at any pains or cost,
       Oh, tell me before all is lost.

     Look deeper still. If thou canst feel
       Within thy inmost soul,
     That thou hast kept a portion back,
       While I have staked the whole,--
     Let no false pity spare the blow,
       But in true mercy tell me so.

     Is there within thy heart a need
       That mine cannot fulfil?
     One cord that any other hand
       Could better wake or still?
     Speak now--lest at some future day
       My whole life wither and decay.

                                  --_Adelaide Anne Proctor._



     Seek to be good, but aim not to be great;
     A woman's noblest station is retreat:
     Her fairest virtues fly from public sight;
     Domestic worth,--that, shuns too strong a light.


     Kindness in women,
         Not their beauteous looks,
                    Shall win my love.



     Alas! I am but woman, fond and weak
     Without even power my proud, pure love to speak;
     But oh, by all I fail in, love not me
     For what I am, but what I wish to be.


Manners, not jewels, are a woman's ornament.


The woman who really wishes to refuse an aspirant to her hand contents
herself with saying, No. She who explains, wants to be convinced.


                          Her voice was ever soft,
     Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.



In Dr. Johnson's opinion, "a woman was well dressed, when, after seeing
her, one could not remember what she had on."


A beautiful woman without fixed principles, may be likened to those fair
but rootless flowers which float in streams, driven by every breeze.


     Where is the man who has the power and skill
     To stem the torrent of a woman's will?
     For if she will, she will, you may depend on't,
     And if she won't, she won't, and there's an end on't.

                                             --_Aaron Hill._


A woman possessing nothing but outward advantages, is like a flower
without fragrance, a tree without fruit.


The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.

                                           --_George Eliot._


Learn above all, how to manage women: their thousand Ahs! and Ohs! so
thousand-fold, can be cured, but how,--I cannot tell.



Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.


     In women we love that which is natural,
     We admire that which is acquired,
     And shun that which is artificial.



     If thou art worn and hard beset
     With sorrow that thou wouldst forget;
     If thou wouldst read a lesson that will keep
     Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep,
     Go to the woods and hills!--No tears
     Dim the sweet looks that Nature wears.



How many a day has been damped and darkened by an angry word!


     No word He hath spoken
     Was ever yet broken.



     Many a word at random spoken,
     May soothe or wound a heart that's broken.

                                       --_Sir Walter Scott._


It is as easy to draw back a stone thrown with force from the hand, as
to recall a word once spoken.


The unspoken word never does harm.


For want of a word, lives often drift, and remain apart.



     Rash, angry words, and spoken out of season,
     When passion has usurped the throne of reason,
     Have ruined many. Passion is unjust,
     And for an idle transitory gust
     Of gratified revenge dooms us to pay,
     With long repentance at a later day.

                                        _Theognis, a Greek._
                                    --_Translated by Frere._


An able man shows his spirit by gentle words and resolute actions: he is
neither hot nor timid.



Words are but wind, but writing may rise up in judgment.


Stay longer--are two charming words in a friend's vocabulary.


Fair words gladden many a heart.



To a good listener few words will do.


Hard words break no bones, but they sometimes break hearts.


     He that would be well spoken of,
     Must not speak ill of others.


Kind words are the music of the world.

                                            --_F. W. Faber._


Kind words are a bright oasis in life's great desert.

                                         --_The Coming Age._


     My words fly up, my thoughts remain below,
     Words, without thoughts, never to Heaven go.



Words are but pictures of our thoughts.



                                   If word of mine
     Have harmed thee, rashly spoken, let the winds
     Bear all remembrance of it swift away.


There are words which cut like steel.



If you think twice before you speak once, you will speak twice the
better for it.


     Thy words have darted hope into my soul,
     And comfort dawns upon me.



A word and a stone let go, cannot be recalled.


Like a beautiful flower, full of colour, but without perfume, are the
fine, but fruitless words, of him who does not act accordingly.



It would perhaps be well for many of us to have in sight the following
little sentiment when writing letters:--

     Words spoken are light as air;
     Words written are always there.



An ill-tempered letter, once sent, will sometimes embitter a life-time.
We once saw an old gentleman, with a wise, fine head, calm face, and a
most benevolent look, beg of a postmaster to return him a letter which
he had dropped into the box. To do so, as everybody knows, is illegal;
but won over by the old gentleman's importunity, the postmaster
complied, upon full proof, in comparing the writing etc. being given.
Then, with a beaming face, the old gentleman tore the letter into
fragments, and, scattering them to the winds, exclaimed--"Ah! I've
preserved my friend." The fact is, he had written a letter in a state of
irritation, which was probably unjust and hurtful, but which he had
wisely recalled. "Written words remain," is not only a proverb, but a
very grave caution; and hence the advice--never write in anger, or, at
any rate, keep your letter till next morning, when you probably will be
cool and in a better frame of mind.


A good beginning is half the work.



     Art little? Do thy little well:
       And for thy comfort know
     The great can do their greatest work
       No better than, just so.



He who is willing to work finds it hard to wait.


Never be ashamed of honest work. It is far better to be a good
blacksmith than a bad lawyer.



Youth is the seed-time, old age the harvest. If we lay nothing up for
old age it will be as related in the fable; namely: A cricket came to
the ant, and said, "Give me something to eat?" The ant asked, "What did
you in the summer?" "I whistled," said the cricket. "Then," said the
ant, "if you whistled in summer while I was working, you may dance in
the winter," and gave her nothing.


We are best known by what we do.


One's work is the best company.



I am often tired in, but never of, my work.



We often hear of people breaking down from over-work, but nine cases out
of ten they are really suffering from worry or anxiety.

                                       --_Sir John Lubbock._


Unless a man works, he cannot find out what he is able to do.


I cannot abide to see men throw away their tools the minute the clock
begins to strike, as if they took no pleasure in their work, and was
afraid o' doing a stroke too much. The very grindstone 'll go on turning
a bit after you loose it.

                                           --_George Eliot._



     When my bier is borne to the grave
     And its burden is laid in the ground
     Think not that Rumi is there,
     Nor cry, like the mourners around,
     He is gone,--all is over--farewell!
     But go on your ways again,
     And forgetting your own petty loss,
     Remember his infinite gain.
     For, know that this world is a tent,
     And life but a dream in the night,
     Till death plucks the curtain apart
     And awakens the sleeper with light.

                       --_R. H. Stoddard, From the Persian._


The knowledge of the world is only to be acquired in the world, and not
in the closet.



Shall I tell you what a princess wrote--the Princess Amelia, who was an
aunt of our good Queen Victoria, and who after a long and painful
sickness and trial died at an early age?--

     "Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,
      I laughed and danced, I talked and sung,
      And proud of health, of freedom, vain,
      Dreamt not of sorrow, care, or pain.
      Oh! then, in those bright hours of glee,
      I thought the world was made for me.

      But when the hour of trial came,
      And sickness shook my feeble frame,
      And folly's gay pursuits were o'er,
      And I could sing and dance no more--
      Oh! then, I thought how sad 'twould be,
      Were only this world made for me."

                                     --_F. W. Farrar, D. D._


A man's quarrel with the world, is only a quarrel with himself.


All my theology is reduced to this narrow compass--Jesus Christ came
into this world to save sinners.

                                           --_A. Alexander._


The world does not seem to care for honorable lives as much as it does
for a good bank-account.


He who would enjoy many friends, and live happy in the world, must often
be deaf, dumb, and blind, to its vices and follies.



Said the Rev. W. J. Dawson: "I know in my own heart how soon the spirit
of devoutness fades when from any cause I am deprived of public worship
for any length of time. And when I see a youth to whom religious worship
has been the atmosphere of his childhood, gradually withdrawing himself
from the means of grace, I tremble for him, because I have seen what
that means. I can think of men whom I loved, and who now lead wretched
and degraded lives, and all their misery began when they forsook the
tabernacles of their God."


A soft answer turneth away wrath.

                                        --_Proverbs xv, 1v._


Call not that man wretched, who, whatever ills he suffers, has a child
to love.



A good life keeps off wrinkles.



     What is writ, is writ--
     Would it were worthier.



It is a remarkable fact, that no man can ever get rid of the style of
handwriting peculiar to his country. If he be English, he always writes
in English style; if French, in French style; if German, Italian, or
Spanish, in the style peculiar to his nation. Professor B----
states:--"I am acquainted with a Frenchman, who has passed all his life
in England, who speaks English like one of our own countrymen, and
writes it with ten times the correctness of ninety-nine in a hundred of
us; but yet who cannot, for the life of him, imitate our mode of
writing. I knew a Scotch youth, who was educated entirely in France, and
resided eighteen years in that country, mixing exclusively with French
people, but who, although he had a French writing-master, and, perhaps,
never saw anything but French writing in his life, or rarely, yet wrote
exactly in the Scotch style."



The word that is heard, passes away; the letter that is


     Every time you avoid doing wrong,
     You increase your inclination to do right.


The remedy for wrongs is to forget them.


My ear is pained, my soul is sick with every day's report of wrong and
outrage with which earth is filled.




_Yankee._--The word Yankee is believed to have been derived from the
manner in which the Indians endeavored to pronounce the word English,
which they rendered Yenghees, whence the word Yankee.

                                     --_From "Milledulcia."_


Why doth one man's yawning make another yawn?



How often it is like autumn leaves, many hopes and ambitions that
yesterday were bright and strong, are now, alas, dead!


     Thy yesterday is past,
       Thy to-day, thy future,
         Thy to-morrow, is a secret.

                                        --_From The Talmud._


     Speak gently to the young, for they
       Will have enough to bear--
     Pass through this life as best they may,
       'Tis full of anxious care.

                                       --_Geo. W. Hangford._



     How beautiful is youth! How bright it gleams
     With its illusions, aspirations, dreams!
     Book of beginnings, story without end,
     Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!
     All possibilities are in its hands:
     No danger daunts it, and no foe withstands:
     In its sublime audacity of faith,
     "Be thou removed!" it, to the mountain, saith.


An easy youth, generally means a hard old age.



As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I
am no less pleased with an old man that has something of the youth.



     Youth is ever apt to judge in haste,
     And lose the medium in the wild extreme.

                                             --_Aaron Hill._



     Happy the youth that finds the bride
     Whose birth is to his own allied,
                   The sweetest joy of life:
     But oh, the crowds of wretched souls
     Fetter'd to minds of different moulds
             And chain'd t' eternal strife!

                                        --_Dr. Isaac Watts._


In youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for
every one we lose.


     What is youth?--a dancing billow,
     Winds behind, and rocks before!



You youngsters nowadays think you're to begin with living well, and
working easy: you've no notion of running afoot before you get on


Heavy work in youth is sweet repose in old age.

                                       --_From the Italian._



_Excessive Zeal._--An Indian, having heard from a white man some
strictures on zeal, replied--"I don't know about having too much zeal;
but I think it is better the pot should _boil over than_ not boil at



  Abilities, No man's, are so remarkably, 1

  Absence, Pains of, wiped away, 2

  Abuse, Weapon of vulgar, 3

  Acorns, It is told of Admiral Collingwood, 4

  Acquaintance, Easier to make, than to shake, 5
    Softens, 6
    Sometimes lowers opinion of one, 7

  Act, Speaks out in, etc., 8
    What is done by one, all may do, 9
    Which makes a friend and enemy, what, 10

  Acting, World practices, 11

  Action, Do what you can, etc., 12
    Good, receives recompense, 13
    Judged by motive for, 14
    Our, are our own, 15
    Speak not of, before doing, 16
    Thought, compared with, 17
    What I must do, is all that concerns me, 18

  Actor, Compared with preacher, 19

  Adieu, Sweet, bids return, 20

  Adversity, Contrasted with prosperity, 21
    Does not take away true friends, 22
    Effect of, 23
    He who never was acquainted with, 24
    Proud man in, nobody knows him, 25
    The finest friendships have been, 26

  Advice, Ask not for, when assistance wanted, 27
    Before giving, we must have secured its, 28
    Difficult to make agreeable, 29
    Friends required, 30
    Give not to self-conceited man, 31
    Pouring water on a duck's, 32
    Who comes for, wants not to be corrected, 33

  Affectation, Clerical abhorred, 34
    Cure of, 35
    Lights candle to our defects, 36
    Vain and ridiculous, 37

  Affections, Sad to see them changed, 38

  Afflictions, "Be still, sad heart," etc., 39
    For every sort of, 40
    Sons of, brothers, 41

  Affronts, Young men soon give, 42

  Age, A joy, if youth well spent, 43
    Approaching, signs of, 44
    Matter of feeling, not of years, 45
    Of men and women, what, 46
    Old, be happy in, 47
    Old, and faded flowers, 48
    Reverence for, 49
    Should make one indulgent, etc., 50
    Slave to custom, 51
    Speak gently to aged, 52
    Thinks the past the best, 53
    These are the effects, 54

  Alcides, No equal but himself, 55

  Alms, Rich often slowest to give, 56
    Side means used to raise, 57

  Alone, What stamps the wrinkles deepest, 58

  Alphabet, Hawaiian in 1886, 59

  Ambition, Man of, has many masters, 60

  Amiability, Easy, when, 61

  Ambition, Sea of, tempest-tost is, 62
    Ultimate result of all, 63

  Amusements, The mind ought, 64

  Ancestor, Merit of, effect of, on descendant, 65

  Ancestors, Not always well to look them up, 66
    Merit from, 67

  Ancestry, Boasting of, lowers, etc., 68
    Never mind, etc., 69

  Anger, A good man's, lasts an, 70
    Avoid a man in a passion, 71
    Begins in folly, ends in repentance, 72
    Effect of subduing, 73
    Fatal to dignity, 74
    Nurse not secretly, 75
    Shows weak judgment, 76
    Suppressed, prevents sorrow, 77
    Unjust and ridiculous when, 78
    When a man grows angry, 79

  Animals, Agreeable friends, why, 80
    Treat kindly, as God's creatures, 81
    Kindness to, 82

  Answer, A gracious, 83

  Anxiety, The poison of human life, 84

  Appearance, Beware of judging by, 85
    Dress does not change the man, 86
    Man's reception depends on, 87

  Appearances, Often misleading, instance of, 88

  Appetite, Riches cannot buy, 89

  Applause, To love it, praiseworthy, 90

  Apples, Good medicine, 91

  Appointments, May be given, but, etc., 92

  Approbation, If general, 93

  Arbitration, Makes an enemy, or a friend, 94

  Argument, Contend not with a fool, etc., 95

  Assistance, Asking and bestowing, 96

  Associates, Live not too near to, 97

  Association, Produces like characters, 98

  Audience, Interesting or fatiguing, it, 99

  Beautiful, The, never desolate, 100

  Beauty, Of face, and mind compared, 101
    Of youth, age, etc., 102
    Selfish, a flower without perfume, 103
    What is? 104
    What may be preserved, 105
    Without kindness, 106

  Bed, The, heaven to the weary head, 107

  Believe, Men generally, what, 108

  Benefactors, The kindest, 109

  Beneficent, A, person is like a fountain, 110

  Benefit, None too small to magnify, 111
    Receiving, sale of liberty, 112
    When to forget, when to remember, 113

  Benevolence, Human, not always pure, 114

  Bereavement, Effect on heart, 115

  Betrothed, How to know him, 116

  Bible, Index to eternity, 117
    Mystery of mysteries, 118
    Remember that God is speaking to you in, 119
    Some curious facts in, 120
    The, 120a

  Bird, "A little bird told me," origin of expression, 121

  Birds, Old, are hard to, 122

  Birth, Be not ashamed of humble, 123
    Is what, 124

  Birthday, Has different sounds to different ages, 125

  Blessings, Those who give them, keep them, 126

  Boaster, World has no use for, 127

  Book, Good keeper of, 128
    If loaned to a girl, read it when returned, 129
    Use as bee uses the flower, 130

  Books, Be careful of what you read, 131
    Borrowed, return, 132
    Friends ever near, 133
    Introductions to the best society, 134
    Lending of, 135
    Often denied the poor, 136
    That you may carry to the fire, 137
    Useless, costly, 138

  Bore, Who is in society, 139

  Borrowers, What some do, 140

  Boy, At what age should win his way, 141
    Be polite, advice of father to, 142
    Gallant answer of one, 143
    How to bring up,--Ruskin, 144
    May be led to college, but, etc., 145
    Results of disobeying parents, 146
    The blind, 147
    The orphan's fate, 148
    What gifts help him best, 149

  Boys, What they should learn, 150

  Brain, (Mind), good to polish, 151

  Bread, Eaten, soon forgotten, 152

  Breeding, Better than birth, 153
    Good, consists of having, etc., 154
    Good, result of what, 155

  Britain, Great, climate of, 156
    Great, nobility of, 157

  Brother, Sufferings claim a, pity, 158
    Thy, in poverty, etc., 159

  Burdened, The, respect them,--Napoleon, 160

  Burdens, Another's, weight of, 161
    Lightened by helping others, 162

  Burns, Robert, what we owe to him, 163

  Business, Effect of prosperity or failure, 164
    I'll give money to, 165
    Sentiment in, 166
    To, that we love, 167
    Your, keep to it, 168

  Busybodies, Know all things, 169

  Buyer, The, depreciates, etc., 170

  By-and-by, Road to, leads where, 171

  Calamity, Do not insult, etc., 172

  Can't, I, does nothing, 173

  Cap, "Feather in," derivation of expression, 174
    Whom the, fits, let him, 175

  Capacity, Deplorable, when, 176

  Cards, Avoid as temptations, 177
    For benefits designed, 178

  Care, Carry not to bed with you, 179

  Cares, Put them off, 180

  Cat, To win a, and lose a, 181

  Caution, Consider well, what can be done but once, 182
    Life of, reward, 183
    One rule for showing, 184
    Sign not paper, etc., 185

  Censure, Of one, makes two cordial, 186

  Ceremony, A bow of, sometimes repels, 187
    Excess of, a want of breeding, 188

  Certainty, That which has happened, 189

  Chalmers, Rev. Dr., in London, 190

  Chance, Heaven and earth not made by, 191

  Change, Times, and we, 192
    When you seek to, 193

  Character, An admirable, described, 194
    Best, not without fault, 195
    Crown jewel of, sincerity, 196
    Delicacy, inseparable from sweetness of, 197
    Description of upright, 198
    Illustrated, by little things, 199
    Keep it abroad, as at home, 200
    Kindness, better for, than talents, 201
    Man of, shown by merely naming him, 202
    Men believed, or not, because of, 203
    None suddenly very good, or very bad, 204
    Of public man, a football, 205
    One to be admired, 206
    Prosperity brings forth hidden, 207
    The history of a man, 208
    What firm and weak feet do, 209
    What shows strength of, 210

  Charitable, Give, and God repays, 211

  Charity, In word only, 212
    Begins at home,--its home, 213
    Cast thy bread upon the waters, 214
    Compared with politeness, 215
    Do good by stealth, etc., 216
    Duty is, where there is plenty, 217
    Exalts, though we stoop to bestow, 218
    Fountain of, always clear, 219
    Give freely to the deserving, 220
    How to give it, 221
    Not to excite hope when, 222
    Relieve fellow man in distress, 223
    See Leviticus XXV, 35, 224
    Visit of, to needy, visit of the Savior, 225
    What given in, is kept, 226
    What is, and what its reward, 227
    Who at fault with regard to, 228
    Who gives double, 229

  Cheat, On whom shame first time, 230

  Cheek, The, is apter to tell, 231

  Cheer, Speak word of, to the living, 232

  Cheerfulness, Refreshes by its presence, 233
    Smoothes the road of, 234
    Suggests good health, etc., 235

  Chide, A friend in private, and, 236

  Child, A short sermon by one, 237
    A sleeping, 238
    Beautiful as rose, etc., 239
    Bruise not its heart, 240
    Correct, etc., 241
    Destiny of, work of the mother, 242
    Eyes of, beautiful, etc., 243
    Her little shoes, lines on, 244
    Inscription on silver plate of, 245
    Judicious praise of, 246
    Learns indoors, what he tells, 247
    Lines on, by Thomas Campbell, 248
    One who was a Christ-child, 249
    Questions of, as teachers, 250
    Restless observation of, 251
    Speak gently to, 252
    Take care of Christian instruction of, 253
    Teach it ideas, not phrases, 254
    Tear on cheek of, 255
    The, and the "Rising Day", 256
    The beginning of discipline for, 257
    The way to spoil, or to benefit, 258
    Trained by example, 259
    Unhappy end of, 260
    What it should be taught, 261

  Childhood, Indicates the man, 262

  Children, A bond of union, etc., 263
    Are tattlers, 264
    Be not impatient with, 265
    Certain care, uncertain comforts, 266
    Dear to parents, 267
    Dutifulness, foundation, of virtue in, 268
    Ease cares, with bliss, 269
    Effect of good instruction, and bad example, 270
    Enjoy the present, 271
    Father's best legacy to, 272
    Flatter not, but encourage, 273
    Good physiognomists, 274
    Dr. Guthrie's opinion, 275
    Indulgence to, breeds ingratitude, 276
    Industrious habits, better than, etc., 277
    Instruction to, better than riches, 278
    Japanese, always obedient, 279
    Jewels dropped from Heaven, 280
    Know friend and foe, 281
    Let them learn more than yourself, 282
    Like the to-morrow of society, 283
    Live in the present, 284
    Love, as being fresh from God's hand, 285
    Love of, sign of pure heart, 286
    More precious than gold, etc., 287
    Need models, not critics, 288
    Not always indulge, 289
    Parents should discipline, 290
    Pastime with, 291
    Poor men's riches, 292
    Praise, effect of, 293
    Prevent parents from being selfish, 294
    Reflect manners of parents, 295
    Should be taught sympathy, 296
    Still ours, though in heaven, 297
    Teach children to tell the truth, 298
    Teach love to, 299
    Travelers newly arrived, etc., 300
    Treat yours all alike, 301
    Usually what their mothers are, 302
    What to discountenance in, 303
    Will grow up substantially what, 304

  Christ, Abide with us, 305
    Description of person of, 306
    His last supper, a memorial, etc., 307
    If you profess Him, do His deeds, 308
    Patron of poor and afflicted, 309
    The, a carpenter's consolation, 310
    Think rightly of Him, 311

  Christian, A, is the highest style of, 312
    He that is a good man, 313
    None, if not Christlike, 314

  Christianity, No civilization without, 315

  Christmas, When truly merry, 316

  Church, A rebuke for staying away from, 317
    Bring self to, not your clothes, 318
    Cannot alone make good, 319
    How it may grow, 320
    I was once preaching in Scotland, 321
    Late goers to, rebuked, 322
    Plan to keep awake in, 323
    Remember God is there, 324
    Take your children to, 325
    Two classes in, 326

  Circumstances, Men are dependent on, 327

  Civility, Bases of large fortune, 328
    What is, 329

  Clergyman, In city, what must have, 330

  Clock, An ideal example of work, 331

  Clergyman, Life of, is it enviable? 332
    Should be like engine, etc., 333

  College, Enter as early as possible, 334

  Companions, Lonely, when musing on those gone, 335
    Whom to choose, 336

  Company, Pleasant, shortens miles, 337

  Compensation, Child and childless, 338
    What rich and poor find, 339

  Complain, Every one must see daily, 340

  Compliment, How usually accompanied, 341
    Illuminate me with a ray of, 342

  Compliments, Deference, most elegant of, 343
    Fishers for, get bites, 344

  Conceit, Folly to advise conceited people, 345
    Not wise, 346
    People conceited need no sympathy, 347
    Puffs up, but does not prop, 348
    Self, effect of imagination, 349

  Conduct, How to discuss, how to decide, 350
    Never waver between right and wrong, 351

  Confidence, Gives pleasure, etc., 352
    No one too sure to miss, 353
    Over, indulge not in, 354
    Plant of slow growth, 355
    Who knows his road, he has, 356
    Whom to put it in, 357

  Conscience, Good, sold but not bought, 358
    Good, worth its cost, 359
    A clear, is a good, 360
    Quiet makes serene, 361
    The chamber of justice, 362
    Voice of God, 363
    Voice of God in the heart, 364

  Consistency, Thou art a, 365

  Constancy, None in earthly things, 366

  Contention, Yield, rather than dispute, 367
    Where two discourse, 368

  Contentment, A reason given for, 369
    Be not with what you are, 370
    Comes from liking what one has, 371
    Comes from nature, not the world, 372
    Happy he who has, 373
    Having bread, hunt no cakes, 374
    Less with much, than with little, 375
    Little, make it not less, 376
    Makes palace of a cottage, 377
    Murmur not, 378
    One rule for, 379
    Rich beg for, poor can give, 380
    Rich, poor without, 381
    Secret of perfect, 382
    What brings, 383
    When a happy purchase, 384
    Who should be content with anything, 385
    Wise, grieve not for, etc., 386
    Worth of, known when lost, 387

  Conversation, Avoid what in, 388
    How to please others in, 389
    Its best ingredients, 390
    Music of the mind, 391
    Never argue in, 392
    Never over-bear in, 393
    One of the best rules, 394
    Say much in few words, 395
    To say nothing charmingly, etc., 396
    Who usually spend longest time in, 397
    With thee conversing, 398

  Conversion, Better to turn than to stray, 399

  Converses, He who, with no one, 400

  Corrupts, As rust, iron, so envy, 401

  Corporations, No souls have, etc., 402

  Corruption, A tree dropping infections, 403

  Cottage, When better than a palace, 404

  Counsel, Good, never too late, 405
    When easy to give, 406
    Who not helped by, 407

  Counsellors, In many, safety, 408

  Countenance, Cheerful, crowns a welcome, 409
    Often more impressive than the tongue, 410
    Pleasing, an advantage, 411
    Smiling, indicates what? 412

  Country, Character of, effect on man, 413
    Life in, pleasure of, 414
    Love of life, inborn in man, 415
    Love of, 416
    Which best governed, 417
    Who loves not, loves nothing, 418

  Courage, Want of, loss by, 419

  Courtesy, Always a time for, 420
    Background of one's portrait, 421
    One-sided, dies soon, 422

  Courtship, Men dream in, 423
    Their, was carried on in, 424
    What is, 425

  Covetousness, Keeps the eyes on the ground, 426

  Coward, Threatens when, 427

  Cradle, The hand that rocks the, 428

  Credit, Like looking glass, how? 429
    Take care of it, 430
    Two good reasons for not giving, 431

  Criticism, Fascinating to people of small caliber, 432

  Critics, Ready made, etc., 433

  Culture, The, of a man, 434

  Curiosity, All kneel before its altar, 435

  Custom, Forms us all, 436

  Daughter, Dear, of old father, 437
    Lines on marriage, of an only, 438

  Day, Let it not slip uselessly away, 439

  Dead, He mourns, etc., 440

  Death, Difference of, between old and young, 441
    Folly not to prepare for, 442
    Should come only with God's command, 443
    What men and angels ask, when one dies, 444

  Debt, Happiness to be out of, 445

  Debts, Avoid paying, by not making, 446

  Decay, Wealth and power not immortal, 447

  Decision, Of character, requires use, 448

  Deeds, Good, who should disclose doing of, 449
    Noble, last longer than monuments, 450
    Wishes without, worthless, 451

  Deformity, Mock not at, 452

  Delay, Injures those prepared, 453
    Loss by, 454

  Delicacy, True, exhibits itself, how, 455

  Demeanor, Be natural, etc., 456

  Dependents, Duty to, 457

  Descent, Honorable, is in all nations, 458

  Design, Think on means, etc., 459

  Desire, Increased with acquisitions, 460

  Destiny, Like ships on ocean, 461

  Dial, Sun, inscription for, 462

  Difficulties, Rise above your, 463

  Digestion, Mostly occurs in the mouth, 464

  Dignity, True, exists, how, 465

  Disappointment, All have met, and will meet, 466

  Discontent, Evidence of, 467
    Not easily concealed, 468
    Our worst enemy, 469
    Where mostly found, 470

  Discreet, Be, in all things, and so, 471

  Discretion, Thy friend's friend has a friend, 472

  Dishonest, The, woe to, etc., 473

  Disposition, No man's will alter, 474

  Distress, Shut not thy purse strings against, 475
    Who feels not for, not a man, 476

  Distrustful, Be deceived, rather than, 477

  Doctor, The, when some adore him, some slight him, 478

  Dog, Did you never observe that, 479
    Instance of faithful, 480
    Nature preserves his food, 481

  Doubt, If in, don't, 482

  Doubts, Traitors are, 483

  Dream, The orphan boy's, 484

  Dreams, Children of night and indigestion, 485

  Dress, What woes it may bring, 486
    What becomes true feminine beauty, 487

  Drink, Avoid, instance of, heathen, 488
    A wife's answer, 489
    Habit, how cured in one, 490
    To escape, never begin, 491

  Dun, Derivation of the word, 492

  Duty, A path all may tread, 493
    Do it fearlessly, 494
    Do it, let come what may, 495
    I hate to see a thing done by, 496
    Whosoever contents, 497
    Time for that which one loves, 498

  Ear, One should choose a wife, 499
    What is told in the, 500

  Ease, One at, easily admonishes others, 501
    To be paid for by work, 502

  Easy, Nothing is, to the unwilling, 503

  Eating, How one should eat, 504
    Half of what we eat, 505

  Economy, Easy chair of age, 506
    Effect of not practicing, 507
    Exercise of, no disgrace, 508
    In abundance, prepare for scarcity, 509
    Lay up for rainy day, 510
    Like savings bank, 511
    Practice in prosperity, 512
    Save for age and want, 513
    When too late, 514
    When to spend, when to spare, 515

  Education, Every man must find his own, 516
    A boy was compelled, 516a

  Efforts, All difficult, nearly, before easy, 517

  Eloquence, In tone, eye, etc., as in words, 518

  Emotion, External signs of, 519

  Employment, A guard against the evil one, 520
    To be employed, is to be, 521

  Enemy, Do good to, as a friend, 522

  Ever too near, 523

  Englishmen, Cold to strangers,--Dr. Johnson, 524

  Envy, Born without, mark of what, 525
    There would be little, if, etc., 526

  Equals, Where all should be, 527

  Equivocation, First cousin to lie, 528

  Error, Correct immediately, 529
    Beware of, 530
    Who makes not, makes no good hits, 531

  Etiquette, Good taste rejects, excessive nicety, 532

  Events, Preceded by certain signs, 533

  Evil, Avoid suggestion of, 534
    Man endowed with power to conquer, 535

  Eye, Opens and closes, revealing, etc., 536
    Sees not itself, etc., 537
    Silent speech of, 538

  Eyes, More accurate than ears, 539
    Of old, like memories of old, how? 540
    Those of other people, effect, 541
    Windows of the soul, 542

  Exaggeration, Weakens statements, 543
    Who is prone to, 544

  Example, Given, must be tolerated, 545

  Examples, Noble, excite to noble deeds, 546

  Excuse, Accuses maker of, 547

  Exercise, Dispenses with physic, 548

  Experience, Can teach even a fool, 549
    Lip-wisdom, which, 550

  Extravagance, Keeps pace with prosperity, 551

  Face, Effect of clouded, 552
    Pictures thoughts, etc., 553
    Sometimes a letter of credit, 554

  Fail, The surest way not to, 555

  Faith, Beautiful instance of, 556
    Bridge from earth to heaven, 557
    Compliment to be trusted, 558
    Effect of want of, in no one, 559
    Trust not that, once broken, 560

  Faithfulness, Encouraged by trustfulness, 561

  Falsehood, Reward thereof, 562
    Telling of, like what, 563

  Familiarity, Mistake to indulge in, 564

  Family, Little world in itself, 565
    Man happiest with his, 566
    Reunion of, 567

  Farewell, A sound that makes us linger, 568
    How to say it, 569

  Farmer, He alone has a home, 570
    Must not sit in the shade, etc., 571

  Father, Beautiful picture of, 572
    Love of, reward, 573
    One known without being seen, 574

  Fault, Confession makes half amends, 575
    Not to repent of a, 576

  Faultless, Ne'er was, is, nor will be, 577

  Faults, A man's and his neighbor's, 578
    Better find one's own, than, etc., 579
    Of great men, forgotten, 580
    Of others, when we may blame, 581
    The greatest of, 582
    Wink at wee, 583

  Favor, How to ask one, 584
    Pleasure in conferring, 585

  Favoritism, Effect of, on children, 586

  Favors, One likes better to, 587

  Feast, What makes the best, 588

  Feasting, May make fasting, 589
    Accustom early in your youth, 590

  Feelings, When too fine, 591

  Fidelity, True as needle to pole, etc., 592

  Fireside, My own, 593

  Fish, All that a, drinks, 594

  Flattery, What kind of, hurts, 595
    No quality will get a man, 596

  Flowers, Children of the meadows, 597
    Daughters of earth and sun, 598
    Effect of, on the world, 599
    Enjoy the air they breathe, 600
    How many a, 601
    I never cast a, away, 602
    Pledges of fruit, 603

  Fool, Advice to, effect of, 604
    Everyone is sometimes, 605
    How discovered, 606
    One needs wit to deal with, 607
    One who says he is always right, is, 608
    White hairs ill become, 609

  Fools, If all wore white caps, what then? 610
    Tell what they intend to do, 611

  Force, Where it prevails, right dies, 612

  Foresight, Be not stingy of seed corn, 613

  Forest, An idyl of, 614

  Forget, Ability to, token of greatness, 615

  Forgiveness, Asked, with repentance, 616
    Easier to whom, 617
    God-like, etc., 618
    How beautiful, etc., 619
    Lasts while we love, 620
    Lines on, 621
    Not given, destroys forgiveness, 622
    Not of the world, 623
    Of part only of wrong, what, 624
    Try its effect, 625
    Who do, and who do not, forgive, 626

  Fortune, Change of, dangerous, 627
    Continued good, not security, 628
    Gives too much to, 629
    Good sometimes without seeking, 630
    Good that comes seldom, 631
    Its vicissitude, 632
    Hardest gained, longest kept, 633
    Knocks once at every door, 634
    Let it not elate or depress, 635
    Manners sometimes make, 636
    May change in a day, 637
    Often harmful to virtue, 638
    Smiles on those who labor, 639
    Whil'st favor'd, friends, you smiled, 640

  Free-thinker, One rebuked, 641

  Freedom, Once gained, hard to, 642
    Weeps, when, 643

  Friend, Attack not, but defend absent, 644
    Be mine, teach me to be thine, 645
    Flattering, like one's shadow, 646
    Hand of an old, 647
    How to make a, 648
    If you have one, be happy, 649
    In misfortune, go quickly to, 650
    Leave not, in adversity, 651
    Lose not old, to gain new, 652
    Lost by disputing with, 653
    Lost by lending money to, 654
    Love thine, 655
    More dishonorable to distrust, etc., 656
    No life complete without, 657
    None, who ceases to be for slight causes, 658
    Not hidden in adversity, 659
    Oblige him to-day, 660
    Old, the best mirror, 661
    Shake not off, 662
    Stab from, hard to heal, 663
    Tells not truth, when, 664
    When sure of, 665
    Who never good, 666
    Who sticks closer than brother, 667
    Wink not at his vices, 668
    World a wilderness without, 669

  Friends, Absolute, rare, 670
    But few on earth, 671
    Due to choice, 672
    Equals make the best, 673
    False, are like our shadows, 674
    Few real in the world, 675
    Gained by good manners, 676
    How lost, 677
    How to choose, 678
    Let us make the best of our, 679
    Like melons, why, 680
    Like titled husbands, when, 681
    Make new, keep old, 682
    My treasures are my, 683
    Necessary to life, 684
    Old, not to be disdained, 685
    Paucity of, on earth, 686
    Poor man's assets, 687
    Purchase not, by, 688
    Recognized and loved in heaven, 689
    Separated by a gift kept back, 690
    Strange to say, I am the only, 691
    There is no living without, 692
    True, anticipate wants, 693
    Unexpected, spring up, 694
    Where many, where few, 695

  Friendship, A severe test of, 696
    Contend which shall have most, 697
    Cultivate your neighbor's, 698
    In love may end, 699
    Renewed requires more care, 700
    Keep it in constant repair, 701
    Killed by suspicion, 702
    Make not with knave, 703
    Needs not years to prove, 704
    Nothing purer than first, 705
    Permanency of, depends, etc., 706
    Quickly made, quickly ended, 707
    Rare is true love, true, is still, 708
    Real, like what, 709
    Shown by help, not by pity, 710
    Soothes affliction's darkest hour, 711
    Summer, drops off in adversity, 712
    The higher, 713
    True, great blessing, 714
    True, is like sound health, 715
    Who fit for, 716
    Who unworthy of, 717
    Who worthy of, will, etc., 718
    Whose to value, 719
    Worth more than hate, 720

  Fruit, Good, never comes from, 721

  Fun, Nothing like it sometimes, 722

  Future, Groping for the door of, 723
    If you would have, 724
    The, does not come from, 725
    To be met without fear, 726

  Gain, Difficult, better than with ease, 727
    Has oft, with treacherous hopes, 728
    One must give, to get, 729
    Pleasant odor, has, 730
    Prefer loss to unjust, 731
    When loss, 732

  Gains, No pains, no, 733

  Generosity, Justice and, 734
    Justice should precede, 735
    Should not exceed ability, 736

  Gentleman, A good test of, 737
    Coat, makes not, 738
    Good rule to tell one by, 739
    Main characteristics of, 740
    Real and artificial, 741
    Teach man to be a, 742
    True, who is, 743

  Gift, Donor should not speak of, 744
    Give freely to him that, 745
    Make with smile, not frown, 746
    To make, delicate art, 747
    Unexpected, most welcome, 748

  Gifts, Mental, who in possession of, 749
    The best, to man, 750

  Girl, Dying, lines to her lover, 751
    Some good advice to, 752

  Girls, How they should be educated, 753

  Give, No one can, 754

  Gladness, Not to all who dance, 755

  Glass, The hour, emblem of life, 756

  God, Greatness of, 757
    His love for man, 758
    Presence of, shown by blade of grass, 759
    The Father's love, 760
    The more a man denies himself, 761
    The love of, 762
    Who serves, will come to Him, 763
    Will meet one, who comes, 764

  Gold, Key of, opens doors, 765
    The golden rule in verse, 766

  Golf, A rival to matrimony, instance of, 767

  Good, All, comes to him who waits and works, 768
    Doing, man responsible for, 769
    Doing, is the only, 770
    Pleasure of doing, wears not out, 771
    Received, makes one tender of evil, 772
    Seeking others', 773
    What is the difference between, 774
    When, comes too late, 775

  Good-bye, Better than farewell, etc., 776

  Goodness, The sign of, 777

  Good-night, To all and each, 778

  Gospel, The cross is the guarantee, 779

  Gossip, Reasons for avoiding, 780
    See Leviticus XIX, 16, 781
    Tale-bearers, equal tale-makers, 782

  Gossips, The funnels of conversation, 783
    When they ought to endure misery, 784

  Governors, If families have no sons devoted to, 785

  Governs, He best who, 786

  Grace, One, by Burns, 787
    Saying at meals, instance of, 788

  Gratitude, Expect not, from the selfish, 789
    Fine expression of, 790
    God judges one's, how, 791
    How sometimes mistaken, 792
    Look above with, 793
    Naught so becomes man, 794
    What presents make longest, 795
    Where found, and not found, 796

  Great, Desertion of the, 797

  Grief, Excessive, not pleasing to God, 798
    God sure to help in, 799
    More than necessary, before necessary, 800
    Shown, excites sympathy, 801
    They mourn, who mourn without witnesses, 802
    Time will soften, 803
    When one mourns indeed, 804

  Grumbling, Rebuked, instance of, 805

  Guilt, Cowardly always, 806

  Guthrie, Thomas, an anecdote, 807
    Thomas, to his son, 807a

  Ha, Contrasted with Ah, 808

  Habit, Bred by use, 809
    Drink, how to correct, 810
    Form good, bad will die, 811
    Like a cable, 812
    No man free, who is a slave of, 813
    Not resisted, becomes necessary, 814
    Test of truth with some, 815

  Habits, Evil, change innocence to guilt, 816
    Gather strength like the seas, 817
    Hard to make, and break, 818
    Tastes change, inclinations never, 819
    To strip off, flaying alive, 820

  Hand, To stop the, is the way to, 821

  Hands, Eloquence of, 822
    The most beautiful, 823

  Happiness, Consists in what? 824
    Consists in contentment, 825
    Consists not in, 826
    Cottage can hold enough for palace, 827
    Earthly of man, when complete, 828
    Great in lowly station, 829
    Made, by making others happy, 830
    Of a happy couple, 831
    Reflective, like light, 832
    Rejoice in that of others, 833
    Unmixed, not found, 834

  Hate, Hurts the hater most of all, 835
    It is the nature of the human, 836

  Haughtiness, Freezes those below us, 837
    Two may gain by it, 838

  Health, Appreciated, when, 839
    Be not too busy to care for, 840
    Better than a kingdom, 841
    Better to have, than wealth, 842
    Necessary to duty and pleasure, 843
    Thou chiefest good, 844
    The only way for a rich man to be in, 845

  Heart, An innocent, 846
    Broken, instance of, 847
    Every, has its secret sorrow, 848
    Feeling, parting, tale of many a, 849
    Great, has no room for wrongs, 850
    Human, God enters, 851
    Instance of royal, in poor woman, 852
    Is it guided by instinct? 853
    Most bitter trial of, 854
    None in which errors are not, 855
    Of another, how opened, 856
    Of woman, most tender when pious, 857
    Overrules the head, 858
    Rewarded according to merit, 859
    Sad, sometimes does good work, 860
    Sad tale of many a human, 861
    Small, but world cannot satisfy, 862
    The, resembles the ocean, 863
    The turnpike road to, 864
    The merry, goes all the day, 865

  Hearts, Dissensions between, 866
    Men and women led by, 867

  Heaven, Beautiful beyond compare, 868
    Let others seek earth's, 868a
    Debts to, sometimes disregarded, 869
    Delights of, 870
    Faith the road to, 871
    Not the property of the rich, 872
    "That better land," where is it? 873
    Plants even look up to, 874

  Help, Give, even to lame dogs, 875
    What should be given, 876

  History, Is little more than, 877

  Home, Best ornament of, the owner, 878
    Cling to it, from the Greek, 879
    Definitions of, 880
    Friends, ornaments of, 881
    God's share in, 882
    Grandest of all, 883
    Home-keeping hearts happiest, 884
    Husband, pleasure to, 885
    Incomplete without books, 886
    Know yours first, then other lands, 887
    Man without, is like, etc., 888
    Many a, is nothing but a, 889
    More delightful than travel, 890
    None without hearts, 891
    A man unconnected, 892
    None without love, 893
    No place like, 894
    Of every land the pride, 895
    Return to, happy when, 896
    Some things which prevent owning one, 897
    Sweet to approach, etc., 898
    Though small, a palace, 899
    True nature of, 900
    Wanderer's return to, 901
    What makes, 902

  Homeless, Beware of those who are, 903
    I am as, 904

  Honesty, A reason for giving good measure, 905
    To be honest and faithful, 906
    Commercial, obligatory, 907
    Needs no protestations of, 908
    Reward of, 909
    When to count our spoons, 910

  Honor, Birthplace is not, etc., 911
    He, the Duke of Devonshire, 912
    Injury to, 913
    Instance of, 914
    Of what to father, what to son, 915
    When overpaid, 916

  Hook or Crook, By, derivation of, 917

  Hope, A charming word, 918
    Always better, than despair, 919
    Disappointment tracks step of, 920
    Effect of living on, 921
    Finest sort of courage, 922
    Loss of, effect of, 923
    None, breaks hearts, 924
    Oft ends in hope, 925
    Setting of, like setting sun, 926
    Sometimes a delusion, 927
    There is, if we live, 928
    Where, in death, John Knox, 929

  Hospitality, May give joy and honor, 930

  Hours, All our sweetest, 931

  House, Changed after absence, 932
    Children, light of, 933
    Mended, often more costly than new, 934
    None like God's out-of-doors, 935
    Not to go uninvited, 936

  Houses, Built to live in, etc., 937

  Household, What is an unhappy one, 938

  Humanity, Goes with religion, 939
    Our, were a poor thing, but for the, 940

  Humble, Full the, there is, 941

  Humility, Full head most humble, 942
    Root of virtue, 943

  Hunger, Mother of impatience, etc., 944
    Who must, 945

  Hungry, The full stomach cannot, 946
    Wait, a hard word to the, 947

  Husband, Excellencies of a, 948
    Interests of, same as wife's, 949

  Hymn, What one hymn accomplished, 950

  I, The letter, worthy of aversion, when, 951
    What am I? Naught, etc., 952

  Ideas, Like beards, grown men have them, 953

  Idleness, Brings need, 954
    Desertion and suicide, 955
    Idle man has no time for work, 956
    Increases, if indulged, 957
    Love, cures, 958
    Lose labor, rather than time in, 959
    Must thank itself, if barefoot, 960
    Waste not my spring in, 961

  Ignorance, For want of asking questions, 962
    Often a voluntary misfortune, 963

  Ills, Bear known, rather than risk unknown, 964
    Of man, his own seeking, 965

  Imitation, Sign of esteem, 966

  Immortality, Man's longing after, 967

  Impertinence, Who guilty of, 968

  Importance, Self, as of, etc., 969

  Imports, Should be more than exports, 970

  Improvement, All not susceptible of, 971

  Inaction, It is better to have nothing to do, 972

  Inclinations, Men of all ages, have, 973

  Income, Carry not all on the back, 974
    Our, are like our shoes, 975

  Inconstancy, Expressed by Shakespeare, 976

  Inconsistency, Mankind made up of, 977

  Indecision, Lose this day loitering, 978

  Independence, To be loved, 979
    If any man can do without, 980

  Indigestion, Financial, sign of, 981

  Individuals, Qualities of, 982

  Industry, Makes the best gown, 983

  Inevitable, The, bear with a smile, 984

  Infants, Smiles of, 985
    The first joy it brings, 986

  Infirmities, Blame not one, for, 987

  Influence, Personal, good result of, 988
    It is reported that a, 989

  Ingratitude, Common to hate benefactors, 990

  Inheritance, Thine, how to enter on it, 991

  Injuries, Write thine in the dust, 992

  Injury, Creates suspicion, 993
    Noblest remedy for, 994
    Revenge of, forgiveness, 995
    Who hurts another, injures himself, 996

  Ink, Power of, 997

  Innocence, Brings gaiety, 998
    Foundation of real courage, 999
    Narrow, if only according to law, 1000

  Innocent, Better to be deceived, than to accuse the, 1001

  Insult, Easy to take, sign of vulgarity, 1002
    Harder to forgive, than injury, 1003

  Integrity, Political, instance of, 1004
    Preferred to eloquence, 1005
    Shown by conduct, not by words, 1006

  Intellect, One of dull, 1007
    God has placed no limits to the exercise of, 1008

  Intolerance, Index of weakness, 1009

  Irresolution, Don't stand upon, 1010

  Jewels, A wife's dearest, 1011
    Children are mother's, 1012

  Joy, At birth, and death, 1013
    Departed, remembrance of, painful, 1014
    I cannot speak, tears so, 1015
    If shared, doubles pleasure, 1016

  Johnson, Samuel, on marriage, 1017

  Joke, Risk not one with ill-bred, 1018

  Judge, A conscientious, 1019

  Judgment, At fault, in young and old, 1020
    Give benefit of doubt, 1021
    Hear gently, judge kindly, 1022
    How we shall be judged, 1023
    Vicious, if based on evidence of one side, 1024

  Just, Any time proper to say what is, 1025

  Justice, Ever alive, 1026
    Habits of, valuable possession, 1027
    What its standard, 1028

  Kindness, A, do it now, 1029
    Binds society together, 1030
    Converts more sinners than zeal, 1031
    Delayed, destroys, 1032
    Do not remind, of, 1033
    How to multiply,--Franklin, 1034
    Induced by sickness, and sadness, 1035
    Instance of, by Indian chief, 1036
    Little acts of, like what, 1037
    Never proclaim doing of, 1038
    No dearth of, 1039
    Not to be repaid like money, 1040
    Reward of, instance, 1041
    Show, even to insects, 1042
    Valuable part of business of life, 1043
    Victory of, over injury, 1044
    What to forget, what to remember, 1045
    Who knows how to return, 1046
    Write in marble, 1047

  Kiss, Definition of a, 1048
    Not always touches the heart, 1049
    Of welcome, pleasant, 1050

  Kissing, Some say that, 1051

  Knowledge, A necessary retreat, 1052
    Ask young people for, 1053
    Gained by seeking, 1054
    Is not gained on a, 1055
    Let others light candle of, at yours, 1056
    Man of, may be a fool, 1057
    No one man has all, 1058
    Planted when young, 1059
    Practice, necessary to, 1060
    Remember very well when at Oxford, 1061

  Knox, John, eulogy on, 1062

  Labor, Beauty and blessedness of, 1063
    Finishes what genius begins, 1064
    Fruit of, sweetest pleasure, 1065
    Man's most lasting friend, 1066
    Must have relaxation, 1067
    Those most enjoy life who do, 1068

  Laborer, How he works by the day, 1069

  Lady, Young, advice to, 1070

  Lamplighter, Scotch student as, 1071

  Langsyne, Sweet to remember, 1072

  Language, Origin of, 1073

  Laugh, A, first of child, 1074
    Good, sunshine in a home, 1075
    Instrument of happiness, 1076

  Laughing, Overmuch, have aching heart, 1077

  Laughter, Contrasted with the smile, 1078
    Not always proof of ease, 1079

  Law, Avoid, by agreeing, 1080
    Case, what to do with it, 1081
    Delay of, etc., 1082
    Easy to enter, hard to escape, 1083
    Folly of going to, 1084
    Gain and loss by, 1085
    Lawyer's office, what it is, 1086
    Requisites for going to, 1087
    Suit in, uncertainty of, 1088
    Taught in one lesson, 1089
    Who gets spoils of, 1090

  Lawyer, Leaving a margin for, 1091
    Lines on, 1092

  Lawyers, How the gowns of, are lined, 1093
    Like shears, cut what is between, 1094
    Some convert poor advice into good coin, 1095

  Laziness, Begins in cobwebs, ends in chains, 1096

  Learned, May be taught, 1097

  Learning, Chief art of, 1098
    Not entailed, gained by study, 1099
    One pound of learning requires, 1100
    Who swallows quick, 1101

  Leaves, Autumn, lines on, 1102

  Lee's, General, reply, 1103
    Opinion of British officer, 1104

  Legacy, Who watches for, like a raven, 1105

  Leisure, Sweet, if earned, 1106

  Letters, Often cause regret, 1107
    Sometimes warmly sealed, coldly opened, 1108

  Liberality, What one gives, is forever his own, 1109
    The office of, consisteth in, 1110

  Libraries, Wardrobes of literature, 1111

  Lie, Cannot stand, but can fly, 1112
    Equivocation is, 1113
    One consequence of, 1114
    One, must be, 1115

  Life, A journey who may direct in, 1116
    A term of, is set, 1117
    Better sunny, than to boast of money, 1118
    City, produces effeminacy of habit, etc., 1119
    Different ages of, 1120
    Direction of, 1121
    Divinity shapes it, 1122
    Domestic, the husband, 1123
    Eternal, only candidates for election, 1124
    Every period has its prejudices, 1125
    Forethought wins in, 1126
    Giants of, what are, 1127
    Happy on sunny side of street, 1128
    How to live twice, 1129
    How to part with, 1130
    How short is human, 1131
    Human, what is, 1132
    "I did," and "I didn't," 1133
    If dark, still the sun is behind the clouds, 1134
    Lies within the present, 1135
    Live day by day for others, 1136
    Look before thy feet, gaze not at stars, 1137
    Make not sport of it, 1138
    Mission in, for everyone, 1139
    Only small portion of, enjoyed, 1140
    Our little, is rounded with a, 1141
    Represented by newspaper, 1142
    The acts of this, 1143
    Three whose lives are not, 1144
    Too short to nurse wrongs in, 1145
    Trifles make up sum of, 1146
    The happiest, 1147
    We find in it, what we put in, 1148
    What the sweetest in, 1149
    When we learn limits of, 1150

  Listen, Be always ready to, 1151

  Listener, Poor, who is, 1152

  Litigation, Uncertainty of, certain, 1153

  Little, By little, if oft done, 1154

  Loneliness, What most lonely, 1155

  Looks, The three, of men, 1156

  Lost, The things, where we seek it, 1157

  Love, Appreciation necessary to, 1158
    At first sight, often regretted, 1159
    Childish, sweetly expressed, 1160
    Compared with indifference, 1161
    Fault mine, if it ceases, 1162
    To a man, the disappointment, 1163
    Happiness of existence, 1164
    How to part with, 1165
    I know not, unless it be, 1166
    If loved by man, loved by God, 1167
    If there's delight in, 1168
    Justifies poetic exaggeration, 1169
    Letters of those we, 1170
    Life without, day without sunshine, 1171
    Light of life dies with, 1172
    Like a nail, driven out by another, 1173
    Like the moon, how, 1174
    Loved one, not forgotten, 1175
    Maiden in--600 B. C., 1176
    Men easily duped by, 1177
    More than his share, 1178
    No disguise can conceal, 1179
    Nothing sweeter than, 1180
    Oft maintained by wealth, 1181
    Produces amiability, 1182
    Promotes schemes of life, 1183
    Secret of obtaining, 1184
    Sees no fault till, 1185
    Tragedy of fickle, 1186
    True, cannot forget, 1187
    What a change it makes, 1188
    What we love girls and boys for, 1189
    When loveliest, 1190
    Will die, if not expressed, 1191

  Luther, Martin, and his friends, 1192
    Was remarkable for, 1193

  Luxury, Cost of, may help industrious poor, 1194

  Magnanimous, He who is too much afraid of, 1195

  Maiden, Lament of, lines on, 1196

  Man, A compliment to, 1197
    A truly great, never, 1198
    Advances or recedes, 1199
    Amiable, makes many friends, 1200
    Angry, condemns himself, 1201
    An old, of acute observation, etc., 1202
    A volume, if one knows how to read him, 1203
    Best, who is, 1204
    Burns, his recognition of, 1205
    By X. B. Saintine, 1206
    Character goes with him, 1207
    Child of his own deeds, 1208
    Assumptions of, 1209
    Deeds, standard of merit of, 1210
    Description of, 1211
    Direct not, who will himself choose, 1212
    Dissatisfied, most to be pitied, 1213
    Drunk, quarrel not with, 1214
    Each may learn from other, 1215
    End of wicked and righteous, 1216
    Exalted, seen from afar, 1217
    Failure of, do not destroy respect for, 1218
    Firmness is for, 1219
    Forgetting good intentions, what? 1220
    Fully appreciated by equal or superior, 1221
    Great, a good listener, 1222
    Greatest glory, rising when he falls, 1223
    Be content with the day as it is, 1224
    Honest, believed without oath, 1225
    Honest, tied by a thread, 1226
    How to make true, 1227
    If disliked, speak not of, 1228
    Impossible to please every, 1229
    Instinctive desire to see distinguished, 1230
    It is not what he has, nor, 1231
    Knows not the future, 1232
    Like horse, esteemed for qualities, 1233
    Looks aloft and beholds what, 1234
    Married, best club for, 1235
    Measures other, at first meeting, 1236
    More inhuman than wolves, when, 1237
    Must begin as inferior to become superior, 1238
    Never speak of a, 1239
    None always wise, 1240
    Obstinate, held by opinions, 1241
    Of high station, many blasts to shake, 1242
    Of one idea, not to be reasoned with, 1243
    Old, life like what, 1244
    Perfected by trials, 1245
    Pleasant, described, 1246
    Poor, for want of, or from too many friends, 1247
    Poor, unnoticed, 1248
    Produced by nature, not by art, 1249
    Real, finds not excuses for self, 1250
    Should not be alone, 1251
    Silent, sometimes deep and dangerous, 1252
    Social creature, 1253
    Strive not too anxiously, 1254
    Swollen by prosperity, shrunk by adversity, 1255
    The difference between, 1256
    The unpunctual, 1257
    Though surly, may be honest, 1258
    True, never frets about place in the world, 1259
    He had nothing and was, 1260
    Weak, easily moulded, 1261
    Well bred, acknowledges a fault, 1262
    Well bred, always sociable, 1263
    What did he leave at death, 1264
    When act of equals, angel's, 1265
    When he may be known truly, 1266
    When to make a world for himself, 1267
    Who deserves name of, 1268
    Who excels, sought after, 1269
    Who masters the world, 1270
    Who thinks, governs, etc., 1271
    Wise, shapes himself to environments, 1272
    Working, hunger enters not his house, 1273

  Manners, Coldness of, freezes, 1274
    Contrasted with character, 1275
    Mirror man's image, 1276
    People with good, quiet, etc., 1277
    Shadows of virtue, 1278
    Vulgar people cannot be still, 1279
    Want of, in society, unpardonable, 1280

  Mansion, Be not inferior to thine, 1281

  Marriage, A bloom or a blight, 1282
    A maiden's trust in, 1283
    Advice on, by Themistocles, 1284
    Be careful before, 1285
    Bond should be broken only by death, 1286
    Can two live as cheaply as one? 1287
    Choice in--Samuel Johnson, 1288
    Choose not alone a proper, 1289
    Effect on romance and history, 1290
    Like public feast, 1291
    Like shears, how, 1292
    Marry in your own rank, 1293
    Newly wedded, rule for, 1294
    One seldom weds first love, 1295
    Pious elder said to his son, 1296
    Reason for many unhappy ones, 1297
    Should be state of equality, 1298
    The dying moments of a single life, 1299
    The treasures of the deep are not so precious, 1300
    Two views--beware, 1301
    Vow, lines on, 1302
    Wed for character, not money, 1303

  Married, A girl should look happy, 1304

  Marshall, Chief Justice, anecdote of, 1305

  Master, Be sometimes blind and deaf, 1306
    If your own, 1307
    Our, is our, 1308

  Matrimony, Knot tied with tongue, etc., 1309
    Look for a help-mate in, 1310
    Sum of happiness when, 1311
    Two views of, 1312

  Maxims, From the Persian, 1313

  Meals, The, which are eaten in, 1314

  Meat, How poor, and rich get, 1315

  Melancholy, Johnson said of, 1316

  Memory, All complain, but not of judgment, 1317
    Ideas registered by attention, 1318
    Prayer on the subject of, 1319
    Sweetest, when without regret, 1320

  Men, Better to be taught, than fed, 1321
    Great, arise from the people, 1322
    How hard to teach some, 1323
    Middle class of, show nation's character, 1324
    Unlucky, 1325
    Study men rather than books, 1326
    Wise, care not for what they cannot have, 1327
    Young, apt to overrate, 1328
    Young, the trouble with most, 1329

  Mercy, Anecdote of Queen Victoria, 1330
    Door of, when open, 1331
    Lean to, if in doubt, 1332
    Man, the child of, 1333
    Not forgotten, the deeds of, 1334
    Reward of him who shows, 1335
    Teach your sons to love it, 1336
    Weaves the veil of futurity, 1337
    We pray for, let us render, 1338

  Merit, Not always rewarded, 1339
    Success of, 1340

  Merry, All not who dance lightly, 1341

  Metaphysics, Peculiar definition of, 1342

  Method, Teaches to win time, 1343

  Methodists, Noteworthy characteristic of, 1344

  Might, If right, right not upright, 1345

  Mind, A weak one, how effected, 1346
    A well-governed, learns in time, 1347
    Do not overtask, 1348
    Effect on, of small matters, 1349
    If uncertain, impulse directs, 1350
    It cannot be too deeply, 1351
    Narrowness of, is often, 1352
    Noble, spurns idle pratings, 1353
    Some know their minds and yet not their hearts, 1354
    Steadiness of, a blessing, 1355
    The, a man's kingdom, 1356
    The face is the, 1357
    True woman admires more than wealth, 1358
    Untraveled--what is, 1359
    Youthful, like wax, 1360

  Minds, Small, hurt by small things, 1361
    Noblest are easiest, 1362

  Ministers, Of God, chief duty of, 1363

  Mirth, Ounce of, worth more, etc., 1364

  Mischief, Man no match for woman in, 1365
    Most just is it that he who, 1366

  Miser, Constantine's lesson to, 1367
    Grows rich, by seeming poor, 1368
    Pays too much for his gold, 1369

  Misery, No thoroughly occupied man has, 1370

  Misfortune, Do not bear, till it comes, 1371
    Repine not at, 1372

  Mistake, Anyone may make, fools stick to, 1373
    Avoid, rather than correct, 1374
    Quarrel not with slight, 1375
    There are few, very few that, 1376

  Mistakes, Teach impressive lessons, 1377
    Young heads are giddy, 1378

  Model, Copy not self, 1379

  Moderation, Lines on,--Cowper, 1380

  Modulation, Tis not enough the voice be, 1381

  Money, Abundance of, ruins, 1382
    A curse, if not earned, 1383
    Complain of, want of, 1384
    It cannot change blood, 1385
    Lender of, his moods and tenses, 1386
    Love of, root of much devotion, 1387
    Man's master, or slave, is, 1388
    Many heart-aches, behind plenty of, 1389
    Not found in purses of others, 1390
    No time to waste, in making, 1391
    Obtained by work, 1392
    Power of, 1393
    Silences the world, 1394

  Moon, Lines on,--Croly, 1395
    Lines on,--Longfellow, 1396

  Morning, Brings cool reflection, 1397
    The, hour has, 1398

  Mother, A royal, obedience of her children, 1399
    Child and, Danish proverb, 1400
    Daring of a, 1401
    Funeral of a, 1402
    Hallow her memory, 1403
    Heart of, child's school-room, 1404
    Heart, reached through child, 1405
    Helpful comforter, 1406
    Her history is written in her child, 1407
    Moulds the man, 1408
    Old, duty of children to, 1409
    On death of,--Cowper, 1410
    Ounce of, worth more, etc., 1411
    Results of her examples, 1412
    Sorrows of, 1413
    Story of that of Pomponius Atticus, 1414
    The, laughter of child, sweet to, 1415
    True estimate of, 1416
    Turf, from grave of, 1417
    Whom can we better trust than? 1418

  Music, Heart not touched by, forlorn, 1419
    Loosens heart, bound by care, 1420
    No, is so charming to my ear, 1421
    Sometimes in a footstep, 1422

  Nature, Errs not, though art may, 1423
    Exists by motion, 1424
    Good and ill, contrasted, 1425
    Good, beauty of, 1426
    Good, preserves good looks, 1427
    Laws of, man cannot override, 1428
    One follows the inclinations of his own, 1429
    Pleasure of mingling with, 1430
    Who can paint like, 1431

  Natures, Vulgar, handle firmly, 1432

  Neglect, Unmerited, a sharp sting, 1433

  Neighbor, Profitable to know him, 1434
    Put not off obliging, 1435
    Very few live by choice, 1436

  Neighbors, Duty towards, 1437

  Nest, A bird's, 1438

  New, There is nothing new under the sun, 1439

  News, He bold is, who brings, 1440

  Nicknames, Which stick best, 1441

  Night, Brings coolness and counsel, 1442
    The outlaw's day, 1443
    Time for rest, 1444

  No, Learn to say, 1445

  Nobody, Who is, in the commonwealth, 1446
    Who is, thinks everybody else is, 1447

  Nothing, By doing, we learn to, 1448

  Novelty, The young are fond of, 1449

  Numbers, Easily impress us, 1450

  Oats, Reply to Dr. Johnson's definition of, 1451

  Obedience, Most important word in education, 1452
    One of most beautiful things, 1453
    Wise, modest, 1454

  Obligation, Haste to discharge, sort of ingratitude, 1455
    Most men remember, etc., 1456
    Published, paid, 1457

  Obscurity, People newly out of, etc., 1458

  Obstinacy, Is will asserting itself, 1459

  Occupation, Thrice happy those who have, 1460
    A man should follow, 1461

  Ocean, The abode of the British, 1462

  Odd, Peculiar people, disagreeable, 1463

  Offense, How people oftenest offend, 1464

  Office, Power of, dog even obeyed in, 1465
    Bad man in, public calamity, 1466

  Omissions, No less than commissions, 1467

  Opinion, It has been shrewdly said, 1468
    No liberal man, 1469

  Opportunities, Often lost by want of self-confidence, 1470
    Past gone, future may never come, 1471

  Opportunity, Let slip, proof of imbecility, 1472
    Loss of, what lost by, 1473
    Master of human destiny, 1474
    Not seized, flies away, 1475
    Poor use of, instance, 1476
    Often lost by deliberation, 1477
    Take the current when it serves, 1478
    The, neglected, 1479
    To-day it is offered, 1480

  Oppressors, There are sharks in the ocean, 1481

  Orators, All, are dumb, when beauty, 1482

  Parent, Ambitious, misdirect children, 1483
    Be not ashamed, if yours, humble, 1484
    Effect of neglect of children, by, 1485
    Remember not toil endured for, 1486

  Parents, Good conduct of, blesses children, 1487
    If fools, apt to make children so, 1488
    We know not their worth, till lost, 1489

  Parting, Like ships on the sea, 1490
    Proves a kind of anguish, 1491

  Passion, Control yours, 1492
    Nothing like silence, 1493

  Past, Comes not back, witness three things, 1494
    Let by-gones be, 1495
    Stirs man more than future, 1496

  Path, Beaten, safe one, 1497

  Pearl, Often hidden in ugly shell, 1498

  Pen, The tongue of the mind, 1499

  People, How to wake them, 1500

  Perfection, Not in this world, 1501

  Permanence, As the sun's shadow shifts, 1502

  Perseverance, Makes mole-hills of mountains, 1503
    Scottish, proverbial, 1504

  Persistence, Necessity of, 1505

  Petitions, Strengthened by gold, 1506

  Philanthropy, Its satisfaction, 1507
    True instance of, 1508

  Phillips, Wendall, anecdote of, 1509

  Physician, First patient, etc., 1510
    His best fee producer, 1511
    Real, of mankind, 1512
    Satire upon, 1513

  Physic, For the most part, is, 1514

  Pity, Godlike, acted on, 1515

  Plants, Fresh and fair, when, 1516

  Pleasure, Brevity of, 1517
    Dignity in, as well as in business, 1518
    Greatest, what is, 1519
    How made pleasant, 1520
    Makes acquaintances, 1521
    Oft sweetest in memories, 1522
    Sometimes comes from flattery, 1523
    The most delicate and sensible, 1524

  Pneumonia, One way of avoiding, 1525

  Poets, Modern, mix water with milk, 1526

  Politeness, An essential ingredient of, 1527
    Instance of, in small boy, 1528
    Instance of true, 1529
    Natural to delicate natures, 1530
    True, everywhere the same, 1531

  Politics, Are now, 1532

  Poor, Few except the poor, feel for them, 1533
    Folks' wisdom, 1534
    He that thinks he can, 1535
    Poor and content, 1536
    Speak gently to, 1537
    The, be mindful of, 1538
    The, kings when, 1539
    The, wait not to relieve, 1540
    The, why they complain, 1541
    The world avoids, 1542

  Portraits, Husband and wife, mottoes under, 1543

  Position, Not every easy, is soft, 1544

  Poverty, Cannot be hidden, 1545
    Grows heavier when, 1546
    Is in want of much, 1547
    Poor man resembles fiddler, etc., 1548

  Power, Love of, instinct of human heart, 1549
    Often goes before talent, 1550
    Often silences the law, 1551
    Partnership with men in, not safe, 1552

  Practice, Strange, if what one preaches, 1553

  Praise, Best diet for us, 1554
    Just, a debt, 1555
    Love of, in every heart, 1556
    Of self, contents most, 1557
    One who can be trusted, deserves, 1558
    Self, a bad sign, 1559
    Sweetest of all sounds, 1560
    Use of indiscreet, when, 1561

  Prayer, Brings all blessings, instance, 1562
    For absent, 1563
    House, in which there is none, has no roof, 1564
    Key to God's mercies, 1565
    Pray with heart, etc., 1566
    Quaint old, a, 1567

  Preacher, As an ambassador, 1568
    Seeking fame, finds folly, 1569

  Prejudice, Opinions, most violent, 1570

  Prejudices, Who full of, 1571

  Present, Enjoy it, 1572
    Make it sweet, 1573

  Presents, Many delight more in, 1574

  Pretence, Makes people nothing, 1575

  Prevention, An ounce of, is worth, 1576

  Pride, Art thou an exalted being? 1577
    Breeds no friends, 1578
    Never be too much elated, 1579
    Superior to adversity, 1580

  Principles, Be unable to forsake, 1581
    More precious than accomplishments, 1582

  Procrastination, Effect of, 1583

  Professions, Without practice, worthless, 1584

  Profit, Not always an honor, 1585

  Progress, None for the slothful, 1586

  Promise, Deeds should equal, 1587
    No piety in keeping unjust, 1588
    Obligation of, 1589

  Promises, To keep, make not many, 1590

  Property, When not wise to give away, 1591

  Prophecy, Fullfilment of a, 1592

  Propose, Let those who, 1593

  Prospects, Distant, please us, 1594

  Prosperity, Brings friends, 1595
    Creates selfishness often, 1596
    Hard work, the road to, 1597
    How obtained, 1598
    In ascending hill of, meet no friend, 1599
    Makes friends, 1600
    Makes friends and enemies, 1601
    Not always proof of rectitude, 1602
    Shows weak mind, how, 1603

  Proselyte, We love a, 1604

  Proverbs, Japanese, 1605

  Punctuality, A characteristic of politeness, 1606
    Begets confidence and respect, 1607
    It is neither polite nor, 1607a
    Lord Nelson's rule, 1608
    Want of, dishonesty, 1609
    Want of, mark of little minds, 1610

  Purposes, If not hatched, they decay, 1611

  Purse, Consumption of, 1612
    Empty, calls for a sweet tongue, 1613
    Not to oversee workmen, is to, 1614

  Quakerwise, Instance of, 1615

  Quarrel, Best time to, 1616
    Leave open the door of reconciliation, 1617
    To, with one person, 1618

  Quarrels, Have nothing to do with, 1619

  Question, Should be rational, 1620

  Rain, Ideas of pessimist and optimist of, 1621

  Rank, Quote not thy high birth, 1622

  Reading, Attempt not too much, 1623

  Reason, Makes a man a prince, etc., 1624
    When a man has not a good, 1625

  Reciprocity, Good rule of, 1626
    Rule of, by Confucius, 1627

  Recreation, Necessary to human nature, 1628

  Regret, Folly to shiver over, 1629

  Relaxation, Above, produces, 1630

  Religion, Costs nothing, does nothing, 1631
    Doubt not blessings of, 1632
    Good, if good for all days, 1633
    Is knowledge of what? 1634
    It is rare to see a rich man, 1635
    More in walk than talk, 1636
    Presents difficulties to whom, 1637
    True, when seen is admired, 1638

  Repentance, When deferred, lost in judgment, 1639
    Not to bewail, but to forsake sin, 1640

  Reproof, A gentle, anecdote of Wesley, 1641

  Reputation, Man known by his, 1642

  Resignation, It is reported of a person, 1643

  Rest, All seek it, 1644
    A present need, 1645
    Is sweet to those who, 1646
    It yields a bountiful crop, 1647
    The man who goes easiest, 1648
    Too much creates rust, 1649

  Resolution, Hasty, unsafe, 1650
    Irresolute people, etc., 1651
    Sleep over, etc., 1652

  Rewards, Disinterested, seldom miss, 1653
    One knows not for whom he gathers, 1654

  Rich, Man is, who is content, 1655
    Some miseries of the, 1656
    The, poor, if saving for heirs, 1657
    The, should be generous, 1658
    Very rich men seldom or never, 1659
    Who is truly, 1660

  Riches, Hard to gather, easy to scatter, 1661
    How to learn to use them, 1662
    Influence of, 1663
    Inseparable from care, 1664
    Loss of, changes judgment of men, 1665
    Not conducive to labor, 1666
    Opposed to generosity and humility, 1667
    Serve a wise man, 1668
    Strange that the miser strives for, 1669
    We see how much a man has, 1670
    What are? 1671
    Where to find them, 1672
    Without frugality none, 1673

  Right, When one can do as he pleases, 1674

  Rising, Late, effect of, 1675

  Road, To wish for anything that is, 1676

  Robbery, What is not, 1677

  Roof, One, and two winds, 1678

  Root, Water and protect the, 1679

  Rose, Worth an empire, when, 1680

  Royalty, A feather in the cap, 1681

  Rudeness, There cannot be a greater, 1682

  Rumor, No, wholly dies, once, 1683

  Sabbath, Blessing to the poor, 1684
    Observance of, freshens the mind, 1685
    Peculiarly the poor man's day, 1686
    Well spent, prepares for better, 1687

  Safety, Better a little in, 1688

  Said, More can be, in one minute, 1689

  Salt, Where a luxury, 1690

  Sand, Name on that of the sea, 1691

  School, Emulation in, 1692
    His first,--Henry Kirke White, 1693
    It has been remarked that, 1694

  Scholars, Early trials of, 1695

  Scotland, Climate of, etc., 1696

  Sea, Love it? 1697
    Sweet to look at from land, 1698
    Thoughts at, 1699

  See, Old people, best in the, 1700

  Secret, A thing locked in memory, 1701
    A, when safe, 1702
    Not a, if known to three, 1703
    To keep, shun the inquisitive, 1704

  Secrets, Folly to expect others to keep, etc., 1705
    Make dungeons of the heart, 1706
    Where secrecy or, 1707

  Self, Be always ready to yield, etc., 1708
    Be what friends think you, 1709
    Command, if you would be great, 1710
    Conceit of, rebuked, 1711
    Denial of, brings blessings, 1712
    Denial of, teach it, 1713
    Difficult to be selfish and honest, 1714
    Do something to be admired in, 1715
    Do you want to know? 1716
    Don't lean on others, 1717
    How we judge and are judged, 1718
    "I," sometimes coat of arms, 1719
    If warm, thinks others so, 1720
    Not what you've given, 1721
    In it our joys are found, 1722
    Interest of, a compass, etc., 1723
    Interest of, warps judgment, 1724
    Interest of, world much ruled by, 1725
    Least said of, is too much, 1726
    Lover of, has no rival, 1727
    Man only can disgrace himself, 1728
    Modest men speak not of merits, of, 1729
    More easy to be wise for others, than for, 1730
    No harder battle than to conquer, 1731
    None like self but, 1732
    One knocks on sore place in, 1733
    Or others, which best to know, 1734
    Pleasing object to, one obliged, 1735
    Praise of, ill bred, 1736
    Present know, future not, 1737
    Some persons considerate of, 1738
    Some persons can neither stir hand nor, 1739
    Those who agree with us, we think sensible, 1740
    Those wise, who think with, 1741
    Trouble not another with, etc., 1742
    We cannot see ourselves, 1743
    What others, and I, say of, 1744

  Self-interest, Is but the survival, 1745

  Selfishness, Continual mourning is, 1746
    If out of world, what then? 1747

  Self-praise, May be used but little, 1748

  Sense, Common, rare to whom, 1749
    He lacks, who, 1750

  Sermon, In what frame to hear, 1751
    Reason for not preaching one, from manuscript, 1752
    Story of Welsh preacher, 1753
    When effective, 1754

  Sermons, Best, to ourselves by ourselves, 1755

  Severe, Oh ponder well! 1756

  Shadows, We are--we pursue, 1757

  Shepherd, The good, and the lost sheep, 1758

  Sickness, Every man's master is, 1759
    Absence of, 1760

  Sight, Out of, out of, 1761

  Silence, A safeguard is, 1762
    Best for whom, 1763
    Consummate eloquence of sorrow, 1764
    Keeping of, no cost is, 1765
    Often an answer, 1766
    Often persuades more than speech, 1767
    Sure reward for, 1768
    When it shows wisdom, 1769

  Silver, Plated, sarcasm for pretence, 1770

  Simplicity, Old, now rare, 1771

  Sin, Committed twice, seems none, 1772
    Of others, always before our eyes, 1773

  Sincerity, Mislead not others, 1774

  Singing, Happy use of, 1775

  Sinks, He who stands stiff, 1776

  Slander, How to cure habit of, 1777
    He who, his neighbors, 1778

  Slave, When one is, 1779

  Slavery, Air of Britain opposed to, 1780
    Not from God, 1781

  Sleep, After dinner, etc., 1782
    All equal, when asleep, 1783
    Annihilater of time, 1784
    Beloved from pole to pole, 1785
    Characteristic of the sleeper is, 1786
    Closes the windows of the eyes, 1787
    Difference of, between poor and rich, 1788
    Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep, 1789
    Home to the homeless, etc., 1790
    Induced by preacher, instance of, 1791
    Judge between high and low, 1792
    Omit not offer of, 1793
    Patron of mankind, etc., 1794
    Trust it not without prayer, 1795
    Unsolved mystery, 1796

  Smile, Always attractive, 1797
    Brightened by a tear, 1798
    Put one on your face, etc., 1799
    Valuable and costs nothing, 1800

  Smith, Adam, anecdote of, 1801

  Smoke, Turned into gold, 1802

  Society, Among unequals, no harmony, 1803
    Built upon trust, one in another, 1804
    No comfort to whom, 1805
    One way to be agreeable in, 1806
    Ready to worship success, 1807
    Sir, your levellers wish to, 1808
    True art of being agreeable in, 1809

  Solitude, Longing for, etc., 1810

  Something, Do, however small, 1811

  Son, A, lines on 21st birthday, 1812
    Advice to a, 1813
    Best gift to, by parent, 1814
    Conduct of, shames or praises his mother, 1815
    His opinion of his father's ability, 1816
    Love of home, a joy, etc., 1817

  Son-in-law, What gained or lost by, 1818

  Sorrow, Concealed, burns the heart, 1819
    Employment, best antidote for, 1820
    How many manage to enjoy it, 1821
    Knits hearts as no gold can, 1822
    Ransom for offense, 1823
    Wake not sleeping, 1825

  Sorrows, All are bearable if, 1826
    Think of blessings and forget, 1827

  Soul, Erring, leave to God, 1828
    Judge thine, as it must be judged, 1829
    Where is home of, 1830

  Speech, Avoid evil, 1831
    Gentle, and, 1832
    Inaccurate, comes from loose thinking, 1833
    Make not sharp, to lady, 1834
    Too much, insipid and tedious, 1835
    When becoming, to show boldness of, 1836

  Spend, Less than thou, 1837

  Spendthrift, Slave of others, 1838

  Stanza, Story of a, 1839

  Stars, Candles in heaven's air, 1840
    Man little in presence of, 1841
    The, govern men, but, 1842

  Stomach, Empty, effect of, on wisdom, 1843

  Storm, Most violent, soonest over, 1844

  Stranger, Be gracious unto, 1845
    Pity the miseries of, 1846
    The passing, 1847

  Success, Age contented with mediocrity, 1848
    Dependent on zeal, 1849
    How to succeed, 1850
    Its worst use, 1851
    Mediocrity succeeds best, 1852
    Not always to most learned, 1853
    Of men, not rich, 1854
    Search for, and doubt not, 1855
    Small, leads to great, 1856
    Too dear when, 1857
    Who sure of, never undertakes, etc., 1858

  Sufficiency, No one has a, 1859
    Who has, smiles at, etc., 1860

  Summer-day, The, endures not ever, 1861

  Sun, The glorious lamp of heaven, 1862
    The, when it shines, etc., 1863

  Sunday, Observe, bells of, as angel's music, 1864
    Why made the Sabbath, 1865

  Superiors, The ways of, are generally, 1866

  Swimming, Easy when held up, 1867

  Sympathy, A golden key, 1868
    A good test of, 1869
    Clasp of hands, oft reveals, 1870
    Heavenly, greater than gold, 1871
    The human heart sighs for, 1872
    These two complain, but no one, 1873

  System, A saver of time, 1874

  Tact, Shown in addressing at proper time, 1875

  Talent, World ready to receive, 1876
    Is something, but tact, is, 1877

  Talk, All, shows no respect, 1878
    Spendthrift of the tongue, 1879
    They always, who think not, 1880

  Talker, Great, sometimes right, 1881
    The, sows, the listener, 1882

  Talking, Name some, who talk too much, 1883
    A man of sense talks little, 1884

  Tardiness, Rebuke of, by Washington, 1885

  Taste, Cost, takes away, 1886

  Teaching, Learning twice, 1887

  Tear, Nothing dies sooner than, 1888

  Tears, God counts a woman's, 1889
    Language strangled by, 1890
    Silent effusions of sincere feelings, 1891
    Sometimes have the, 1892
    The diamonds of the eye, 1893
    Tide working upward to the eye, 1894

  Temper, Govern, or it will govern you, 1895
    Good, is like a, 1896
    If you have a good, 1897
    When one can afford to keep, or lose it, 1898

  Temptations, All come to the idle, 1899
    Toil is a foil, 1900

  Theatre, Opinion of, by some actors, 1901

  Theory, Worth less, than practice, 1902

  Things, All, that begin, end, 1903
    Little do, and big will come, 1904
    Little, do not despise, 1905
    Small, despise not, 1906

  Thought, Rules the world, 1907
    The most important, 1908

  Thoughts, First, not always the best, 1909
    In matters of conscience, etc., which best, 1910
    Without evil, God's best gift, 1911

  Thumb, It is said the, is stronger, 1912

  Thunder, Reason for liking to hear it, 1913

  Tickling, There is scarcely anyone, 1914

  Time, A great master, 1915
    Forgotten in conversation, 1916
    Happy, passes quickly, 1917
    Honor, while passing, 1918
    How noiseless falls, 1919
    Hour lost in the morning, etc., 1920
    Passes, like the, 1921
    Spare moments, gold dust of, 1922
    Unveils truth, 1923

  Title, A peculiar way of acquiring, 1924

  Tobacco, What animals use, 1925

  To-day, Live, love and labor in, 1926

  To-morrow, Prepare for, 1927
    Whose is it? 1928

  Told, What cannot be, 1929

  Tongue, Better hold, than, 1930
    But one, though two eyes, 1931
    Control it, 1932
    Creates great mischief, 1933
    Instrument of good or ill, 1934
    Let mildness attend your, 1935
    More necessary to guard than, etc., 1936
    Sin not with, life-long lesson, 1937
    The, cuts like steel, 1938
    Tool that grows keener by use, 1939

  Tourist, Some too busy traveling, to see, 1940

  Trade, A good, seldom needs aid, 1941
    A useful, like gold, 1942
    Conscience, etc., made wares of, 1943
    Who has, may travel, 1944

  Travel, Foreign, influence of, 1945
    How to make delightful, 1946
    Johnson's advice about, 1947

  Treasures, Hid in sand, instance of, 1948

  Tree, The beach's petition, 1949
    Like a, am I sheltering others? 1950

  Trials, The greater, the more glory to overcome, 1951

  Trouble, A satire upon, 1952
    Help those in,--instance, 1953

  Troubles, Relieved by time, 1954
    To tell, lightens, 1955

  Trust, Perfect, instance of, 1956

  Truth, Accustom children to speak it, 1957
    Always necessary, a lie, never, 1958
    Contrasted with falsehood, 1959
    Contrasted with vice, 1960
    Dignity of, lost, how, 1961
    Evil of not believing, 1962
    Instance of existence of, 1963
    I cannot tell how the, 1964
    Like the sun, etc., 1965
    Love of, man's perfection, 1966
    Often comes unsought, 1967
    One, not made by many probabilities, 1968
    Reward of, instance of, 1969
    Say things that are true, rather than new, 1970
    Seize upon it, wherever found, 1971
    Suffer for, rather than gain by falsehood, 1972
    Touching instance of, at sea, 1973
    Who speaks it not, a traitor to it, 1974

  Truthfulness, Reward of, 1975

  Twilight, Nature hath appointed, 1976

  Unexpected, The, often happens, 1977

  Unfinished, The, is, 1978

  Unfortunate, The, act as chill air on some, 1979
    The, speak gently to, instance, 1980
    Who serves the, serves God, 1981

  Unknown, The, often magnified, 1982

  Unreasonable, Things, never durable, 1983

  Unwritten, That alone belongs to thee, 1984

  Vicissitudes, But yesterday, the word of Caesar, 1985

  Village, I had rather be the, 1986

  Virtue, Act of, performed, conceal it, 1987
    If there's a, 1988

  Virtues, In competition with interest, 1989
    Should characterize nobility, 1990

  Voice, Mightier than strings, etc., 1991
    Tone of, in speaking, 1992

  Wages, Of palace and sweatshop, 1993

  Wants, Search not for them, 1994
    Source of, 1995
    Who cannot provide for others, 1996

  Washington, George, story of cherry tree, 1997

  Waste, Brings want, 1998
    Dollars played with in youth, etc., 1999
    What, Greek proverb, 2000

  Water-cure, About three-fourths of the weight, 2001

  Wealth, A change it works, 2002
    Contrasted with competency, 2003
    Golden roof breaks rest, 2004
    Much on earth, little in heaven, 2005
    Poor man's, what, 2006

  Wealthy, Many a lout is, 2007

  Weeping, Some satisfaction to grief, 2008

  Welcome, Do not say, but show it, 2009
    Warm, best cheer, 2010
    Who comes seldom, is, 2011
    You are, as flowers in May, 2012

  Well, Dig a, before you are, 2013

  Whittier, Humorous lines by, 2014

  Wicked, Who sows thorns, should wear shoes, 2015

  Wife, Advice to one, 2016
    A stubborn, is a, 2017
    Advice to,--Shakespeare, 2018
    Finds all joy in good husband, 2019
    Fortitude of, etc., 2020
    Fortune in, and with, 2021
    Good, acts according to husband's estate, 2022
    Good one, a blessing; bad one, a curse, 2023
    Have no friend more intimate, 2024
    Her happiest knowledge, etc., 2025
    Instance of grief of one, 2026
    Key of the house, 2027
    Man's best or worst fortune, 2028
    May lift or lower husband, 2029
    When a man has secured a, 2030

  Will, A ready, makes light feet, 2031
    Prompt, makes nimble legs, 2032
    Where there is a, 2033

  Wills, What you leave at death, 2034

  Wind, Among the trees, 2035
    God tempers to shorn lamb, 2036

  Winter, Finds out what, 2037

  Wisdom, Safer to learn than to instruct in, 2038
    To know how to grow old, 2039
    Youth, not era of, 2040

  Wish, He who pursues, 2041

  Wishes, No avail without service, 2042

  Wishing, Worst of all employments, 2043

  Wit, Not found in beating the brain, 2044

  Witness, Eye, outweighs others, 2045

  Woe, None greater than, etc., 2046

  Woes, By telling our, 2047

  Woman, Fashionable, loves whom, 2048
    Her heart's question, 2049
    Her noblest station, 2050
    Kindness in, not their, 2051
    Love her, for what she tries to be, 2052
    Manners, her ornament, 2053
    Should refuse a lover, how, 2054
    Soft voice, excellent in, 2055
    Well dressed, when, 2056
    When beautiful, but without principles, what, 2057
    Who can stem her will, 2058
    With only outward advantages, etc., 2059

  Women, Happiest, have no history, 2060
    Learn to manage them, 2061
    Pretty, without religion, etc., 2062
    What we love, admire and shun in, 2063

  Woods, Take to, if worn, etc., 2064

  Word, Angry, darkens the day, 2065
    No, He hath spoken, 2066
    Random, may soothe or wound, 2067
    Spoken, not to be recalled, 2068
    Unspoken, does no harm, 2069
    Want of, effect sometimes, 2070

  Words, Angry, ruin many, 2071
    An able man shows his spirit, 2072
    Are but wind, but, 2073
    Charming in friend's vocabulary, 2074
    Fair, gladden many hearts, 2075
    Man of few, a good listener, 2076
    Hard, break hearts, 2077
    If good wanted, speak not ill, 2078
    Kind, music of the world, 2079
    Kind, oases in life's desert, 2080
    On wings of thought they go to heaven, 2082
    Pictures of our thoughts, 2083
    Rashly spoken, forgive, 2084
    Some, cut like steel, 2085
    Think before using, 2086
    Thy, have darted hope, 2087
    When cannot be recalled, 2088
    Without acts, flowers without perfume, 2089
    Written, contrasted with spoken, 2090
    Written remain, avoid ill, 2091

  Work, A good beginning is half the, 2092
    Art little? Do thy little well, 2093
    Hard to wait for, 2094
    Honest, be not ashamed of, 2095
    If you do not in summer, starve in winter, 2096
    Man known by his, 2097
    One's, is the, 2098
    Often tired in, but never of, 2099
    Over-work is really worry or anxiety, 2100
    Shows man his abilities, 2101
    Take pleasure in your, 2102

  World, Tent and life a dream, 2103
    Knowledge of, where acquired, 2104
    Not made for us, a happy thought, 2105
    Quarrel with, is with self, 2106
    My theology is reduced to this, 2107
    The, cares most for riches, 2108
    To enjoy, be deaf, dumb and blind to follies of, 2109

  Worship, Public, necessary to religion, 2110

  Wrath, Soft answer turneth away, 2111

  Wretched, Call not that man, who, 2112

  Wrinkles, A good life, 2113

  Writ, What is, is, 2114

  Writing, Nationality of handwriting, 2115
    Remains, speech passes away, 2116

  Wrong, Avoidance of, helps the power to do right, 2117
    Remedy for, is to forget, 2118
    Report of, pains, 2119

  Yankee, Derivation of the word, 2120

  Yawn, Why does one, make another? 2121

  Yesterday, Were bright, then may die to-day, 2122
    Thy, is past, thy to-day, 2123

  Young, The, speak gently to, 2124

  Youth, Beauty and possibilities of, 2125
    Easy, makes hard old age, 2126
    I approve of a, 2127
    Judges in haste, 2128
    Proper bride for, 2129
    Riches for illusions, 2130
    What it is, 2131
    What youngsters think nowadays, 2132
    Work in, brings repose to age, 2133

  Zeal, Excessive, better than none, 2134


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     Page 323 (#1562): [quotation mark missing in original]"Where
     did you leave God?"

     Page 328 (#1592): could not have gone on without it.[original
     has extraneous double quote]

     Page 339 (#1656): eighteen centuries of
     Christianity."[quotation mark missing in original]

     Page 341 (#1666): I said, "No, never!" "[original has single
     quote]Why not?"

     Page 344 (#1683): Hesiod[original has Hesoid], a Greek, 850 B.

     Page 350 (#1711): when you go out.[period missing in original]

     Page 353 (#1732): From the address of a grateful[original has
     greatful] Hindoo

     Page 360 (#1775): and every disposition to scandal."[quotation
     mark missing in original]

     Page 361 (#1780): Slaves cannot breathe in Britain[original
     has Britian]

     Page 373 (#1841): Will show the myriads[original has myraids]

     Page 386 (#1924): "You are wrong there, too.[original has

     Page 393 (#1957): _In Boswell's Life of Johnson_, he
     says:--[original has extraneous double quote]Next morning

     Page 404 (#1997): "Come to my arms,[comma missing in
     original]" said his father

     Page 407 (#2014): Her every want to meet."[quotation mark
     missing in original]

     Page 407 (#2014): "Why, sakes alive," cried he.[period missing
     in original]

     Page 423 (#2056): one could not remember what she had
     on."[quotation mark missing in original]

     Page 425 (#2071): _Theognis, a Greek._[original has comma
     instead of period]

     Page 432 (#2115): wrote exactly in the Scotch
     style."[quotation mark missing in original]

     Page 460: under Life, "I did," and "I didn't,"[quotation mark
     missing in original] 1133

     Page 468: Philanthropy[original has Philanthrophy], Its
     satisfaction, 1507

     Page 475: under Soul, Where is home of,[original has comma
     followed by a question mark] 1830

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