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THANK Heaven, every Summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the shadow of oaks. And from all the tramp and bustle of the world, into which fortune has led me in these latter years of my life, I delight to steal away for days and for weeks together, and bathe my spirit in the freedom of the old woods, and to grow young again, lying upon the brookside and counting the white clouds that sail along the sky, softly and tranquilly, even as holy memories go stealing over the vault of life. I like to steep my soul in a sea of quiet, with nothing floating past me, as I lie moored to my thought, but the perfume of flowers, and soaring birds, and shadows of clouds.
Two days ago, I was sweltering in the heat of the city, jostled by the thousand eager workers, and panting under the shadow of the walls. But I have stolen away, and for two hours of healthful regrowth into the darkling past, I have been this blessed Summer's morning lying upon the grassy bank of a stream that babbled me to sleep in boyhood. Dear, old stream, unchanging, unfalteringnever growing old-smiling in your silver rustle, and calming yourself in the broad, placid pools-I love you, as I love a friend!-Donald G. Mitchell.
HERE is first the literature of knowledge, and secondly the literature of power. The function of the first is to teach; the function of the second is to move; the first is a rudder, the second an oar or a sail. The first speaks to the mere discursive understanding; the second speaks ultimately, it may happen to the higher understanding or reason, but always through affections of pleasure and sympathy.
-Thomas De Quincey.
E who helps a child helps humanity other help given to human creature in any other stage of human life can possibly give again.-Phillips Brooks.
RUE love of country is not mere blind partisanship. It is regard for the people of one's country and all of them; it is a feeling of fellowship and brotherhood for all of them; it is a desire for the prosperity and happiness of all of them; it is kindly and considerate judgment toward all of them. The first duty of popular self-government is individual self-control. The essential condition of true progress is that it shall be based upon grounds of reason, and not of prejudice. Lincoln's noble sentiment of charity for all and malice toward none was not a specific for the Civil War, but is a living principle of action.
ACH day it becomes more and more apparent that all questions in this country must be settled at the bar of public opinion. If our laws regulating large business concerns provide for proper and complete publicity-so that the labor of a concern will know what it is doing, so that the stockholders will know what is being done, and the public will have as much information as either -many of our present difficulties will disappear. In place of publicity being an element of weakness to a business concern, it will be an element of strength. -George W. Perkins.
O act in obedience to the hidden precepts of Nature that is rest; and in this special case, since man is meant to be an intelligent creature, the more intelligent his acts are, the more he finds repose in them. When a child acts only in a disorderly, disconnected manner, his nervous force is under a great strain; while, on the other hand, his nervous energy is positively increased and multiplied by intelligent actions.
E who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declare as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.-John Milton.
Do not think that I exaggerate the importance or the charms of pedestrianism, or our need as a people to cultivate the art. I think it would tend to soften the national manners, to teach us the meaning of leisure, to acquaint us with the charms of the open air, to strengthen and foster the tie between the race and the land. No one else looks out upon the world so kindly and charitably as does the pedestrian; no one gives and takes so much from thecountry he passes through. Next to the laborer in the fields, the walker holds the closest relation to the soil; and he holds a closer and more vital relation to Nature because he is freer and his mind more at leisure. Man takes root at his feet, and at best he is no more than
VERY time that we allow our
selves to be penetrated by Nature, our soul is opened to the most touching impressions. Whether Nature smiles and adorns herself on her most beautiful days, or whether she becomes pale, gray, cold and rainy, in Autumn and in Winter, there is something in her which moves not only the surface of the soul, but even its inmost depths, and awakens a thousand memories which to all appearances have no connection whatever with the outward scene, but which, nevertheless, undoubtedly hold communion with the soul of Nature through sympathies that may be entirely unknown to us, because her methods seem to be beyond the touch of our thought-Maurice de Guerin.
The fountains mingle with the river,
See the mountains kiss high heaven,
If it disdained its brother;
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
a potted plant in his house or carriage till he has established communication with the soil by the loving and magnetic touch of his soles to it. Then the tie of association is born; then those invisible fibers and rootlets through which character comes to smack of the soil, and which makes a man kindred to the spot of earth he inhabits. The roads and paths you have walked along in Summer and Winter weather, the meadows and hills which you have looked upon in lightness and gladness of heart, where fresh thought have come into your mind, or some noble prospect has opened before you, and especially the quiet ways, where you have walked in sweet converse with your friend -pausing under the trees, drinking at the spring-henceforth they are not the same; a new charm is added; those thoughts spring there perennial, your friend walks there forever.-John Burroughs.
Y garden, with its silence and
the pulses of fragrance that come and go on the airy undulations, affects me like sweet music. Care stops at the gates, and gazes at me wistfully through the bars. Among my flowers and trees, Nature takes me into her own hands, and I breathe freely as the first man. -Alexander Smith.
LAKE is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. The fluviatile trees next the shore are the slender eyelashes which fringe it, and the wooded hills and cliffs around are its overhanging brows.-Thoreau.
O man lives without jostling and being jostled; in all ways he has to elbow himself through the world, giving and receiving offense.-Carlyle.
E follow the stream of amber and bronze brawling along its bed with its frequent cascades and snow-white foam. Through the canyon we fly -mountains not only each side, but seemingly, till we get near, right in front of us every road a new view flashing, and each flash defying description-on the almost perpendicular sides, clinging pines, cedars, crimson sumach bushes, spruces, spots of wild grass-but dominating all, those towering rocks, rocks, rocks, bathed in delicate vari-colors, with the clear sky of Autumn overhead. New scenes, new joys, seem developed. Talk as you like, a typical Rocky Mountain canyon, or a limitless sea-like stretch of the great Kansas or Colorado plains, under favoring circumstances, tallies, perhaps expresses, certainly awakes, those grandest and subtlest elementemotions in the human soul, that all marble temples and sculptures from Phidias to Thorwaldsen-all paintings,
poems, reminiscences or even musicprobably never can.-Walt Whitman.
Y thy name they shall call thee, at the place where thou belongest they shall see thee, what is thine they shall give to thee, no man touches that which is destimed for his neighbor.—Rabbi Ben Azai.
HE thing needed is not plans, but men. A well-thought-out plan without a man to execute it is a waste of money; and as a rule, the more comparatively the details have been thought out by a man who is not going to execute them himself, the larger will be the amount of money wasted. Get a man with a plan, and the more money he has the greater is his chance of doing a larger work; but a plan without a man is as bad as a man without a plan the more he has the more he wastes.-Arthur T. Hadley.
HOSE who love Nature can never be dull. They may have other temptations; but at least they will run no risk of being beguiled, by ennui, idleness or want of occupation, to buy the merry madness of an hour with the long peni
HAT life should appear commonplace to any man is evidence that he has invested it with the coarse habit of his thinking. Life is beautiful to whomsoever will think beautiful thoughts. There are no common people but they who think commonly and without imagination or beauty. Such are dull enough. -Stanton Davis Kirkham.
ours than the first consciousness HERE holier in this life. of of love the first fluttering of its silken wings the first rising sound and breath of that wind which is so soon to sweep through the soul, to purify or to destroy. -Longfellow.
WOULD compromise war. I would compromise glory. I would compromise everything at that point where hate comes in, where misery comes in, where love ceases to be love, and life begins its descent into the valley of the shadow of death. But I would not compromise Truth. I would not compromise the right.-Henry Watterson.
HAT then do you call your soul? What idea have you of it? You can not of yourselves, without revelation, admit the existence within you of anything but a power unknown to you of feeling and thinking.-Voltaire.
The longer I live the more my mind dwells upon the beauty and the wonder of the world. I hardly know which feeling leads, wonderment or admiration.
HOUGH not often consciously recognized, perhaps this is the great pleasure of Summer: to watch the earth, the dead particles, resolving themselves into the living case of life, to see the seed-leaf push aside the clod and become by degrees the perfumed flower. From the tiny, mottled egg come the wings that by and by shall pass the immense sea. It is in this marvelous transformation of clods and cold matter into living things that the joy and the hope of Summer reside. Every blade of grass, each leaf, each separate floret and petal is an inscription speaking of hope. Consider the grasses and the oaks, the swallows, the sweet, blue butterflythey are one and all a sign and token showing before our eyes earth made into life. So that my hope becomes as broad as the horizon afar, reiterated by each leaf, sung on every bough, reflected in the gleam of every flower. There is so much for us yet to come, so much to be gathered and enjoyed. Not for you or me, now, but for our race, who will ultimately use this magical secret for their happiness. Earth holds secrets enough to give them the life of the fabled Immortals. My heart is fixed firm and stable in the belief that ultimately the sunshine and the Summer, the flowers and the azure sky, shall become, as it were, interwoven into man's existence. He shall take from all their beauty and enjoy their glory.-Richard Jefferies.
GREAT deal of talent is lost in the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whom timidity prevented from making a first effort; who, if they could have been induced to begin, would in all probability have gone great lengths in the career of fame. The fact is, that to do anything in the world worth doing, we must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in and scramble through as well as we can. It will not do to be perpetually calculating risks and adjusting nice chances; it did very well before the Flood, when a man would
AN has not yet reached his best.
he walks the upward way side by side with woman. Plato was right in his fancy that man and woman are merely halves of humanity, each requiring the qualities of the other in order to attain the highest character. Shakespeare understood it when he made his noblest women strong as men, and his best men tender as women. The hands and breasts that nursed all men to life are scorned as the forgetful brute proclaims his superior strength and plumes himself so he can subjugate the one who made him what he is. Eugene V. Debs.
Life is a fragment, a moment between two eternities, influenced by all that has preceded, and to influence all that follows. The only way to illumine it is by extent of view.
-William Ellery Channing.
NEVER-CEASING flood of discharged convicts pours back into our penitentiaries, not because they have found life there a paradise, but because the thumbscrew of present want exercises a pressure far more potent than does the fear of future, but uncertain, punishment, however severe. Here is the true answer to the question why deterrence, pushed to the very limits of human endurance, does not deter We know well that the prison is but part of the great social questionthat, as a general rule, poverty is the parent and the slum the kindergarten of vice. But we also know that, while these prepare the soil, it is the administration of our criminal law that plants the seed and supplies the tropical conditions that bring it to the instant maturity of crime. -Griffith J. Griffith.
I think that I shall never see
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
A tree that looks at God all day
THINK we may assert that in a hundred men there are more than ninety who are what they are, good or bad, useful or pernicious to society, from the instruction they have received. It is on education that depend the great differences observable among them. The least and most imperceptible impressions received in our infancy have consequences of long duration. It is with these first impressions as with a river, whose waters we can easily turn, by different canals, in opposite courses; so that from the insensible direction the stream receives at its source, it takes different directions, and at last arrives at places far different from each other; and with the same facility we may; I think, turn the minds of children
to what direction we choose.-Locke.
A tree that may in summer wear
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Poems are made by fools like me,
SI grow older, I simplify both my science and my religion. Books mean less to me; prayers mean less; potions, pills and drugs mean less; but peace, friendship, love and a life of usefulness mean more, infinitely more.
-Silas Hubbard, M. D.
(IVE us, O give us the man who sings
it may, he is equal to any of those who follow the same pursuit in silent sullenness. He will do more in the same timehe will do it better-he will persevere longer. One is scarcely sensible to fatigue while he marches to music. The very stars are said to make harmony as they revolve in their spheres.-Carlyle.
Shadow owes its birth to light.-Gray.
OW much easier our work would be if we put forth as much effort trying to improve the quality of it as most of us do trying to find excuses_for not properly attending to it.
-George W. Ballinger.
IFE is a tender thing and is easily
that goes amiss. Vain vexations-vain sometimes, but always vexatious. The smallest and slightest impediments are the most piercing; and as little letters most tire the eyes, so do little affairs most disturb us.-Montaigne.
HE joys and sorrows of others are ours as much as theirs, and in proper time as we feel this and learn to live so that the whole world shares the life that flows through us, do our minds learn the Secret of Peace.-Annie Besant.