Life and Literature

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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."

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DEDICATED

AFFECTIONATELY

TO

MY CHILDREN

JOHN PURVER AND ANNIE SUE,

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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.

—Pliny.

Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.

—Goodrich.

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.

—Bacon.

—Shakespeare.

All may do what has by Man been done.

—Young.

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.

—Francis.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

Actions—What I must do, is all that concerns me, and not what people think.

—Emerson.

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."

—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.

—Carlyle.

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.

—Horace.

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.

—Latin.

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.

—Amiel.

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.

—Plautus.

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

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

—Chinese.

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

—Cowper.

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.

—Locke.

Affectation is the vain and ridiculous attempt of poverty to appear rich.

—Lavater.

—Observer.

—Longfellow.

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

—J. Wilson.

—Burns.

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

—Addison.

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

—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.

Italian.

—Bloomfield.

Old age and faded flowers, no remedies can revive.

—Chinese.

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

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.

—Dryden.

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

—Seneca.

"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.

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 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 fortune.

—La Bruyere.

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

—Madame Swetchine.

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.

—Phaedrus.

—Addison.

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.

—Rowe.

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

—Charron.

Never mind who was your grandfather. What are you?

—Persian.

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.

—Pythagoras.

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.

—Spanish.

Animals are such agreeable friends—they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.

—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.)

—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.

—Goethe.

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

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.

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.

—Diogenes.

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

—Latin.

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

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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?

—Sir A. Hunt.

Beauty without kindness dies unenjoyed and undelighting.

—Johnson.

Generally men are ready to believe what they desire.

—Caesar.

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.

—Epicurus.

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

—Seneca.

To receive a benefit is to sell your liberty.

—Laberius.

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 motive.

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.

—Unknown.

—Herbert.

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

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.

—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.,
Glasgow.

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.

—Wordsworth.

—Moore.

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

—Barrie.

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 book-keepers."

—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.

—Colton.

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.

—Murphy.

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."

—Petrarch.

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 them:

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

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

—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.

—Scriver.

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

—London Paper.

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 eyes.

—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—

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 loveliness.

"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.

—Old Magazine.

—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 possess."

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.

—Montaigne.

Eaten bread is soon forgotten.

—English.

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.

—Addison.

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?

—South.

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 Empire."

—Dr. H. D. Northrop.

No one knows the weight of another's burden.

—German.

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

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.

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.

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—

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—

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:

He opened many eyes when he wrote the following:

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

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.

—Shakespeare.

Sentiment is not now recognized in business affairs.

—Shakespeare.

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 you."

—Plautus.

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

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

—Spanish.

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—Shakespeare.

—Unknown.

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.

—Latin.

Capacity without education is deplorable.

—Saadi.

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.

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

—Haliburton.

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).

—Persian.

Deliberate well on what you can do but once.

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

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 examined.

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.

—Bovee.

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:

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.

—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.

—Kelty.

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.

—Aeschylus.

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

—Juvenalis.

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.

—Tacitus.

The history of a man is his character.

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?

—South.

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.

—Lamb.

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.

—Pope.

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

—Feltham.

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.

—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.

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 so.

—Seneca.

He gives double who gives unasked.

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

—Scotch.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—German.

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.

—Solon.

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 doorstep.

"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 child.

—Longfellow.

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.

—Napoleon.

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 tender!

—Mrs. Norton.

—William Canton.

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.

—Bovee.

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

—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 questions.

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

—Herbert Spencer.

—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.

—Scott.

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!"

"Yes?"

"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.

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

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?

—Locke.

Childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.

—Milton.

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

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?

—Cicero.

The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.

—Cicero.

—Dryden.

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 friends.

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.

Whately.

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.

—Pollock.

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

Children are like the to-morrow of society.

—Whately.

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

—Bruyere.

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

—Dickens.

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

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 instinctively.

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.

—Unknown.

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 me."

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.

—Landor.

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

—Tillotson.

Children will grow up substantially what they are by nature—and only that.

—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:

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.

—Atterbury.

Mark, vi, 3.

—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 Christ.

—John Mason.

A Christian is the highest style of man.

—Young.

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.

—South.

—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 more."

—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 warm."

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.

—Anon.

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 awake.

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.

—Herbert.

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.

—Herodotus.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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

—Emerson.

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.

"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.

—Gus Gordon.

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

—Graves.

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 bite.

To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind.

—Hood.

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.

—Ruskin.

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.

—Dutch.

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.

—Hare.

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.

—Kingsley.

A quiet conscience makes one so serene!

Conscience is the chamber of justice.

—Origen.

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

—Aughey.

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!

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

—Plutarch.

"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 are.

—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.

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

—Spanish.

To be content with little is difficult; to be content with much—impossible.

—Marie Ebner Eschenbach.

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

—Quarles.

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.

—Sir Edward Dyer, (Died 1607.)

—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.

—Epictetus.

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

—Cato.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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 together.

—Colton.

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

—Beaconsfield.

—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.

—Swift.

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 nothing.

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.

—Milton.

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.

—Antisthenes.

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."

—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.

—German.

From a safe port 'tis easy to give counsel.

He that winna be counselled canna be helped.

—Scotch.

In many counsellors there is safety.

—From the Latin.

—Massinger.

The countenance is frequently more expressive than the tongue.

A pleasing countenance is no slight advantage.

—Duport.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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:——

—Christian Advocate

—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.

—Emerson.

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.

—Pope.

Courtship and Marriage.—"Their courtship was carried on in poetry." Alas! many a pair have courted in poetry, and after marriage lived in prose.

—Foster.

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.

—Sterne.

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.

—Goethe.

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 of.

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

—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.

—Byron.

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

—The Religious Telescope.

—Hill.

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

—Euripides.

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."

—Bacon.

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.

—Cicero.

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.

—J. W. Von Goethe.

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

—Sarah H. Bolton.

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

—Plautus.

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.

—Lucan.

Do not delay: the golden moments fly!

—Longfellow.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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 fathers.

—Aristotle.

—Sir J. Denham.

The desires of man increase with his acquisitions.

—Dr. Johnson.

—Longfellow.

—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."

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

—Addison.

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

—Mrs. Sigourney.

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

—Wellington.

Thy friend has a friend, and thy friend's friend has a friend;—be discreet.

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.

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

—Anon.

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.

—Pope.

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.

—Zoroaster.

—Shakespeare.

Dreams.—Children of night, of indigestion bred.

—Churchill.

—Cowper.

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.

—Geo. D. Prentice.

Numbers vi, 3.—"He shall separate himself from wine and strong drink."

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.

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.

—Mulledulcia.

—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.

—French.

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

—Gilpin.

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.

—Unknown.

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

—Spanish.

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

—Chinese.

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

—Aeschylus.

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 easy.

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.

—Confucius.

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

In abundance prepare for scarcity.

—Mencius.

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.

—Zimmerman.

Economy is too late at the bottom of the purse.

—Italian.

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

—Webster.

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 school."

—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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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.

—Gray.

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

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.

—Estrange.

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.

—Hindu.

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.

—Cicero.

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 company."

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

Ursula.

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

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Plautus.

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.

—Franklin.

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 example.

—Phaedrus.

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.

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

—Thackeray.

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

—Sheridan.

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.

—Auerbach.

Trust not him that hath once broken faith.

—Shakespeare.

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

—Seneca.

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?

—Young.

—Charles Sprague.

—Byron.

—Unknown.

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.

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

—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.

—Arvine.

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

—Pliny.

—Pope.

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.

—Shakespeare.

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."

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

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

—Scotch.

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.

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.

—Plautus.

—Raynard.

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.

—Richter.

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

—Rochefoucauld.

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 showers!

—Whittier.

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 heaven?

—Wordsworth.

—Gray.

—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.

—Spanish.

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

—Carlyle.

—Bryant.

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

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."

We forgive just as long as we love.

—Unknown.

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 that.

—Ellen F. Fowler.

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

—Wells.

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.

—Quintilian.

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

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

—Martial.

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

Good fortune that comes seldom, comes more welcome.

—Dryden.

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

—Horatius.

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.

—Cotton.

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.

—Cumberland.

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.

—Burton.

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.

—Unknown.

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!

—Atlantic Monthly.

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

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 misfortunes.

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.

—Metastasio.

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

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

—Living Age.

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

—Rochefoucauld.

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.

—Seneca.

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

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.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Newton.

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

Without a friend the world is but a wilderness.

—German.

Absolute friends are very rare.

Friends, but few on earth, and therefore dear.

—Pollok.

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.

—Bovee.

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

—Chinese.

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.

—Addison.

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

—Claude Mermet.

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

—H. L. Meader.

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.

—Danish.

Friends, but few on earth, and therefore dear.

—Pollok.

The poor man's assets are his friends.

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

—Fuller.

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.

—Terence.

There is no living without friends.

—Portuguese.

True friends anticipate each other's wants.

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

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 precious.

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.

Renewed friendships require more care than those that have never been broken.

—Rochefoucauld.

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.

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 fortune.

Quickly made friendships, are often eagerly and quickly ended.

Rare is true love: true friendship is still rarer.

—Rochefoucauld.

Real friendship is like a sheltering tree.

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

—H. Kirke White.

—Massinger.

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.

—Colton.

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

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.

—Portuguese.

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

—Haliburton.

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.

—Unknown.

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

—Rahel.

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.

—Longfellow.

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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.

—Sophocles.

Gain has a pleasant odor.

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

—Chilon.

Gain at the expense of reputation should be called loss.

No pains, no gains.

—Italian.

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

—Joseph Roux.

Justice should precede generosity.

Generosity should never exceed ability.

—Cicero.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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.

—Fuller.

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.

—Millman.

—By Winthrop M. Praed.

—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.

—Latin.

Not every one that dances is glad.

—French.

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 earth.

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.

—Deborah.

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

—Horace.

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

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.

From the Persian.
—By David Shea and A. Troy.

—Sayings of Rabia.

A gold key is apt to open every door.

—Massinger.

"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 abilities.

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.

—Anonymous.

The sign of goodness in the young is to love the old; and in the old to love the young.

—Sir Walter Scott.

The Cross is the guarantee of the Gospel; therefore it has been its standard.

—Amiel.

—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.

—Sheridan.

The inquisitive are the funnels of conversation; they do not take in anything for their own use, but merely to pass it to others.

—Steele.

What future misery ought they to endure who talk of what is not good in others.

—Chinese Maxim.

If families have no sons devoted to letters, whence are the governors of the people to come?

(Necessity for general education.)

—Chinese.

He governs best who governs least.

—Latin.

—Burns.

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.

God judges your gratitude more by your hands than by your hymns.

Many a thanksgiving sermon mistakes glorification of self for gratitude to God.

—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.)

—Chinese.

(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."

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.

—Seneca.

"A great Latin poet said nearly two thousand years ago:

—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.

—Cicero.

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 dish.

'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.

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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.

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Ha, is an exclamation denoting surprise or joy; ah, an exclamation expressive of pity or grief.

—Fuller.

How use doth breed a habit in a man!—

—Shakespeare.

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 itself.

—Ursula.

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.

—Seneca.

Habit, if not resisted soon, becomes necessity.

—St. Augustine.

—Crabbe.

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 form.

—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!

—Cowper.

—Chinese.

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."

—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.

—Hamilton.

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 complete.

—From the German.

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.

—Congreve.

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 benevolence.

—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 injured.

—Tacitus.

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.

—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.

—Lucan.

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.

—Portuguese.

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 broken.

Every heart has its secret sorrow, which the world knows not; and oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad.

—Coleridge.

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.

—W. H. Ogilvie.

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.

—Prynne.

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.

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.

—Coleridge.

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.

—Quarles.

—Heine.

—Dr. Warton.

—Shakespeare.

—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.

—Montgomery.

—Newman.

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."

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?"

—Mrs. Hemans.

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.

—Gibbon.

My precept to all who build is, that the owner should be an ornament to the house, and not the house to the owner.

—Cicero.

—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:

The ornaments of a home are the friends who frequent it.

—Emerson.

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.

—Spurgeon.

—Longfellow.

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.

—Observer.

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.

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.

—Byron.

A man unconnected is at home everywhere; unless he may be said to be at home nowhere.

—Dr. Sam'l Johnson.

—Byron.

Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

—Payne.

—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.

—Byron.

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 in.

—John Ruskin.

—From the Danish, by Mrs. Abdy.

Beware of those who are homeless by choice! You have no hold on a human being whose affections are without a tap-root!

—Southey.

—Longfellow.

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,

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 spoons.

—Dr. Johnson.

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.

—Bossuet.

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?

—Shirley.

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.

—Lord Lyttleton.

In all things it is better to hope than to despair.

—Goethe.

—Miss Landon.

He that lives upon hopes will die fasting.

Hoping is the finest sort of courage and you can never have enough of it.

—C. Wagner.

Were it no for hope the heart wad break.

—Scotch.

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.

—Longfellow.

Hope is sometimes a delusion; no hand can grasp a wave or a shadow.

—Terence.

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 died.

—Carlyle.

—P. B. Shelley.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

—Virgil.

—Bailey: Festus.

—Euripides.

—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.

—Bacon.

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 us.

—Bacon.

With the humble there is perpetual peace.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Chrysostom.

Hunger is the mother of impatience and anger.

—Zimmerman.

They must hunger in frost who spring-time have lost.

—German.

The full stomach cannot comprehend the hungry one.

Wait is a hard word to the hungry.

—From the German.

—Aeschylus.

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 waves.

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.

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The I is worthy of aversion when it is principally confined to the person who uses it.

—Pascal.

—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 suicide.

—Goethe.

If any man wish to escape idleness let him fall in love.

Better lose your labor than your time in idleness.

—Dutch.

Idleness must thank itself if it go barefoot.

—From the German.

—Hillhouse.

Never remain ignorant for the want of asking questions.

Ignorance is often a voluntary misfortune.

—From the French.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Addison.

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.

—Fully.

Airs of importance are often the credentials of insignificance.

—Lavater.

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.

—Attilus.

Men of all ages have the same inclinations, over which reason exercises no control. Thus, wherever men are found, there are the same follies.

—Fontenelle.

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.

—Colton.

Fickleness.—Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro, as this Mr. —— ——?

—Shakespeare.

Mankind is made up of inconsistencies.

—Goethe.

—Crown.

If any man can do without the world, it is certain the world can do quite as well without him.

—Hazlitt.

Living to-day on tomorrow's salary is a sure sign of financial indigestion.

Seek not every quality in one individual.

That is the best gown that goes most up and down the house.

—Sarah K. Bolton.

The smiles of infants are said to be the first-fruits of human reason.

—Hudson.

—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."

—Selected.

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.

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.

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.

—Byron.

The innocent are gay.

—Cowper.

There is no real courage in innocence.

What narrow innocence it is for one to be good only according to the law.

—Seneca.

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.

—Aeschines.

The integrity of men is to be measured by their conduct, not by their professions.

—Junius.

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.

—Bacon.

Irresolution.—Don't stand shivering upon the bank; plunge in at once and have it over.

—Haliburton.

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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.

—R. Blair.

—Otway.

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 old.

—Pascal.

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 been.

—Sewell.

He hears but half, that hears one party only.

—Aeschylus.

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.

—Antiphones.

Justice means that standard or boundary of right which enables us to render to every man his just due without distinction.

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"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.

—Goethe.

Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning.

—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:—

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 spring!"

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.

—Gerald Massey.

—Shakespeare.

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.

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 ours.

Whoever knows how to return a kindness he has received must be a friend above all price.

—Philoctetes.

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.

—Burns.

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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.

—Fuller.

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 ignorant.

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.

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The beauty and blessedness of labor are finely presented by John Greenleaf Whittier:—

Genius begins great works; labor alone finishes them.

The fruit derived from labor is the sweetest of all pleasures.

—Vauvenargues.

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.

—Moser.

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.

—Gilpin.

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 said:

"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 doctor.

—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.

—Thackeray.

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 composure.

Agree if possible, for the law is costly.

The law's delay, the insolence of office.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Feltham.

He that goes to law for a sheep will be apt to lose a cow.

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'."

—Gay.

Lawyers' gowns are lined with the wilfulness of their clients.

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.

—Locke.

—Gay.

One pound of learning requires ten of common sense to apply it.

Who swallows quick, can chew but little. (Applied to learning.)

—Chinese.

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 name."

"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 it?"

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.

—Seneca.

Leisure is sweet to those who have earned it, but burdensome to those who get it for nothing.

Letters which are sometimes warmly sealed, are often but coldly opened.

—Richter.

—Lord Lansdowne.

The office of liberality consisteth in giving with judgment.

—Cicero.

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 must be thatched with another, or it will soon rain through.

—Owen.

Life is a journey, and they only who have traveled a considerable way in it, are fit to direct those who are setting out.

—Burton.

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.

—Goldsmith.

At twenty years of age, the will reigns; at thirty, the wit; and at forty, the judgment.

—Gratian.

I find one of the great things in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Belhaven.

Every period of life has its peculiar prejudices: whoever saw old age, that did not applaud the past, and condemn the present times?

—Montaigne.

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 street."

It is to live twice, when we can enjoy the recollections of our former life.

—A. L. Barbauld.

—Hannah More.

—Young.

Are we to have a continuous performance by "I did" and "I didn't"?

—Unknown.

—Longfellow.

Every man's life lies within the present; for the past is spent and done with, and the future is uncertain.

—Antoninus.

No one sees what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.

—Cicero.

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.

—Shakespeare.

The acts of this life are the destiny of the next.

—Chinese.

—Talmud.

Life is too short to be spent in nursing animosities, or in registering wrongs.

—Young.

—E. C. Dolson.

We find life exactly what we put in it.

—N. P. Willis.

As we advance in life we learn the limits of our abilities.

—Froude.

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.

—Bovee.

—Hesiod, a Greek, 850 B. C.

What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?

—Cowper.

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.

—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.

—Anonymous.

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 everybody."

—Arvine.

He who is loved by man is loved by God.

—The Talmud.

—Garrick.

Love is the only passion that justifies a perpetual hyperbole, i. e., poetic exaggeration.

—Bacon.

There is an atmosphere in the letters of those we love which we alone—we who love—can feel.

—Unknown.

—Francis W. Bourdillon.

—Shakespeare.

Love is like the moon; when it does not increase, it decreases.

—Winfred.

—Sappho, 600 B. C.
—Translated by Appleton.

We are easily duped by those whom we love.

—Moliere.

"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 not?"

"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 not.

—Rochefoucauld.

—Nossis, Greek.
Translated by Lilla Cabot Perry.

—Herrick.

The moment one is in love one becomes so amiable.

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.

—Unknown.

—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.

—Goethe.

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.

—Hawthorne.

"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 Mary."

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.

—Buck.

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 charity."

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He who is too much afraid of being duped has lost the power of being magnanimous.

—Amiel.

—Shakespeare.

A truly great man never puts away the simplicity of the child.

—Chinese.

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 acquaintances.

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?"

"A vagabond, perhaps?"

"Where have you traveled?"

"For what purpose?"

"What have you observed?"

"Humph! What do you commend?"

"What do you censure?"

"What do you laugh at?"

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 greatness.

—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.

—Shakespeare.

—Shakespeare.

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.

—Colton.

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.

—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.

—Bion.

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.

—Ruskin.

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.

—Goldsmith.

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 him.

A thread will tie an honest man better than a rope will do a rogue.

—Robertson.

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, too!"

It is not what he has, nor even what he does, which directly expresses the worth of a man, but what he is.

—Amiel.

Man is not allowed to know what will happen—tomorrow.

—Statius.

A horse is not known by his furniture, but by his qualities; so men should be esteemed for virtue, not wealth.

—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 inferior.

—Sydney Smith.

—Dr. Johnson.

No man is always wise.

—Pliny.

An obstinate man does not hold opinions, but they hold him.

They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.

—Shakespeare.

Men possessed with an idea cannot be reasoned with.

—Froude.

The life of an old man is like a lighted candle in a draft.

—Japanese.

The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor the man perfected without trials.

—From the Chinese.

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.

—Hume.

The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never for himself.

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.

—Chinese.

He that swells in prosperity will be sure to shrink in adversity.

—Colton.

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.

—Smiles.

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.

—Horace.

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.

—Montaigne.

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 him."

—Young.

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.

—Observer.

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.

—Blanchard.

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.

—Emerson.

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.

—Japanese.

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.

—Alcott.

Behavior is a mirror in which every one displays his image.

—Goethe.

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.

—Bulwer-Lytton.

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.

—Lavater.

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.

—Byron.

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!"

—Hunt.

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."

—Arvine.

Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards.

—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.

—Cowper.

When a man and woman are married their romance ceases and their history commences.

—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.

—Aeschylus.

—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.

—Swift.

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."

—Middleton.

—Unknown.

Let him who weds, wed character, not money.

A girl should look happy because she is not married; a wife because she is.

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.

—Fuller.

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 them."

—Massinger.

Epigram: Read alternate lines,—1,3; 2,4; 5,7; 6,8.

—Cowper.

The following admirable lines were inscribed upon a golden crown having five sides, which was found in the tomb of Noosherwan.

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.

—Rochefoucauld.

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 forget."

—Weekly Paper.

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.

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."

—Smiles.

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?

—Rothschild.

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.

—Unknown.

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 emotion.

—Hodgins.

Mercy's door should open to those who knock.

When there is doubt, lean to the side of mercy.

—Cervantes.

—Judge Crittenden, of Ky.

—Nicholas Rowe.

He that showeth mercy when it may be best spared will receive mercy when it shall be most needed.

—Cowper.

It is beautifully said that the veil of futurity is woven by the hand of mercy.

—Bulwer-Lytton.

We pray for mercy, Let that same prayer teach us to render The deeds of mercy.

—Shakespeare.

Merit does not always meet its due reward.

Merit and good-breeding will make their way everywhere.

All are not merry that dance lightly.

—Herbert.

—Scotch.

Method will teach you to win time.

—Goethe.

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.

—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.

—Amiel.

Overtasking the mind is an unwise act; when nature is unwilling, the labour is vain.

—Seneca.

When the mind is in a state of uncertainty, the smallest impulse directs it to either side.

—Terence.

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.

—Bailey.

Narrowness of mind is often the cause of obstinacy: we do not easily believe beyond what we see.

—La Rochefoucauld.

All who know their mind do not know their heart.

—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.

—Crabbe.

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.

—Homer.

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 life—then

—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.

—Balzac.

Most just it is that he who breweth mischief should have the first draught of it himself.

—Jemmat.

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.

—Shenstone.

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.

—Dutch.

'Tis time enough to bear a misfortune when it comes without anticipating it.

—Seneca.

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.

—Cicero.

Better a mistake avoided, than two corrected.

—Roscommon.

There are few, very few, that will own themselves in a mistake.

—Swift.

No lessons are so impressive as those our mistakes teach us.

—Young.

People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to copy after.

—Goldsmith.

—Cowper.

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.

—Scotch.

—Addison.

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.

—Broome.

Mention money and the world is silent.

—G. Croly.

—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.

—Danish.

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.

—Cumming.

The Rev. George Crabbe when describing the funeral of "The Mother," in his passing glance at the half-interested spectators, says:—

and in his description of the return to the house:—

—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.

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 eternity.

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.'"

—Henry Kirke White.

—Cowper.

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."

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."

—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:

—John Stuart Black.

—Beattie.

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.

—Caesar.

—Burns.

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