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HEN you come into any fresh company, observe their humours Suit your own carriage thereto, by which insinuation you will make their converse more free and open. Let your discours be more in querys and doubtings than peremptory assertions or disputings, it being the designe of travelers to learne, not to teach. Besides, it will persuade your acquaintance that you have the greater esteem of them, and soe make them more ready to communicate what they know to you; whereas nothing sooner occasions disrespect and quarrels than peremptorinesse. You will find little or no advantage in seeming wiser, or much more ignorant than your company. Seldom discommend anything though never so bad, or doe it but moderately, lest you bee unexpectedly forced to an unhansom retraction. It is safer to commend any thing more than is due, than to discommend a thing soe much as it deserves; for commendations meet not soe often with oppositions, or, at least, are not usually soe ill resented by men that think otherwise, as discommendations; and you will insinuate into men's favour by nothing sooner than seeming to approve and commend what they like; but beware of doing it by a comparison do

-Sir Isaac Newton to one of his pupils.

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HE man who makes it the habit of his life to go to bed at nine o'clock, usually gets rich and is always reliable. Of course, going to bed does not make him rich-I merely mean that such a man will in all probability be up early in the morning and do a big day's work, so his weary bones put him to bed early. Rogues do their work at night. Honest men work by day. It's all a matter of habit, and good habits in America make any man rich. Wealth is largely a result of habit.-John Jacob Astor.

FEEL most deeply that this whole question of Creation is too profound for human intellect. A dog might as well speculate on the mind of Newton! Let each man hope and believe what he can.-Charles Darwin.

E thank Thee for this place in which

we dwell; for the love that unites us; for the peace accorded us this day; for the hope with which we expect the morrow; for the health, the work, the food, and the bright skies that make our lives delightful; for our friends in all parts of the earth, and our friendly helpers in this foreign isles Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind. Spare to us our friends, soften to us our enemies. Bless us, if it may be, in all our innocent endeavors. If it may not, give us the strength to encounter that which is to come, that we be brave in peril, constant in tribulation, temperate in wrath, and in all changes of fortune, and down to the gates of death, loyal and loving one to another.

-Robert Louis Stevenson.

N the name of the Past and of the Future, the servants of Humanity -both its philosophical and its practical servants-come forward to claim as their due the general direction of the world. Their object is to constitute at length a real Providence in all departments-moral, intellectual and material.-Auguste Comte.

Education-A debt due from present to future generations.-George Peabody.

at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favor ☛ Such treatment I did not expect, for I never had a patron before.


The shepherd in Virgil grew at last acquainted with Love, and found him a native of the rocks. Is not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern on man struggling for life in the water and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to

I know not whether Laws be right,
Or whether Laws be wrong;
All that we know who lie in gaol
Is that the wall is strong;
And that each day is like a year,
A year whose days are long.
But this I know, that every Law

That men have made for Man,
Since first Man took his brother's life,
And the sad world began,

But straws the wheat and saves the chaff
With a most evil fan.

Y LORD: I have been informed by the proprietor of the World that two papers in which my Dictionary is recommended to the public, were written by your Lordship. To be so distinguished is an honor, which, being very little accustomed to favors from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledges Se When, upon some slight encouragement, I first visited your Lordship, I was overpowered, like the rest of mankind, by the enchantment of your address, and could not forbear to wish that I might boast myself le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre— that I might obtain that regard for which I saw the world contending; but I found my attendance so little encouraged, that neither pride nor modesty would suffer me to continue it When I once addressed your Lordship in public, I had exhausted all the art of pleasing which a retired and uncourtly scholar can possess. I had done all that I could; and no man is well pleased to have his all neglected, be it ever so little.

This too I know—and wise it were

If each could know the same-
That every prison that men build

Is built with bricks of shame,

And bound with bars lest Christ should see

How men their brothers maim.

With bars they blur the gracious moon,
And blind the goodly sun:

And they do well to hide their Hell,
For in it things are done

That Son of God nor Son of Man
Ever should look upon!


The vilest deeds like poison words
Bloom well in prison-air:

It is only what is good in Man

That wastes and withers there:
Pale Anguish keeps the heavy gate,
And the Warder is Despair.

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Seven years, my lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it

take of my labors, had it been early had been kind: but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and can not enjoy it; till I am solitary, and can not impart it; till I am known, and do not want it. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received, or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron which Providence has enabled me to do for myself.

Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favorer of learning, I shall not be disappointed though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, my lord,

Your Lordship's most humble, most obedient servant, Sam. Johnson.

it. He is supposed to be a moon which has one side dark and the other bright. But the other side, though you don't see it, is not dark; it is bright, and its rays penetrate, and others do see it who are not God.

I would take this

R. ROGERS was compli-
mented on his energy,his fore-
sightedness and compliment-
ed in various ways, and
he has deserved those com-
pliments, although I say it myself; and I
enjoy them all. There is one side of Mr.
Rogers that has not
been mentioned.
If you will leave
that to me I will
touch upon that.
There was a note
in an editorial in
one of the Nor-
folk papers this
morning that
touched upon that
very thing, that
hidden side of Mr.
Rogers, where it
spoke of Helen Kel-
ler and her affec-
tion for Mr. Rogers
to whom she dedi-
cated her life book.
And she has a right
to feel that way,
because, without
the public know-
ing anything about
it, he rescued, if
I may use that

For they starve the little frightened child
Till it weeps both night and day:
And they scourge the weak, and flog the fool,
And gibe the old and gray,
And some grow mad, and all grow bad,
And none a word may say.

Each narrow cell in which we dwell

term, that marvelous girl, that wonderful Southern girl, that girl who was stone deaf, blind, and dumb from scarlet-fever when she was baby eighteen months old; and who now is as well


Is a foul and dark latrine,
And the fetid breath of living Death
Chokes up each grated screen.
And all, but Lust, is turned to dust
In Humanity's machine.

The brackish water that we drink

Creeps with a loathsome slime,
And the bitter bread they weigh in scales
Is full of chalk and lime,
And sleep will not lie down, but walks
Wild-eyed, and cries to Time.


And every human heart that breaks,
In prison-cell or yard,

Is as that broken box that gave
Its treasure to the Lord,
And filled the unclean leper's house

With the scent of costliest nard.

opportunity to tell

something that I have never been allowed to tell by Mr. Rogers, either by my mouth or in print, and if I don't look at him I can tell it now.

In 1893, when the publishing company of Charles L. Webster, of which I was financial agent, failed, it left me heavily in debt. If you will remember what commerce was at that time you will recall that you could not sell anything, and could not buy anything, and I was on my back; my books were not worth anything at all, and I could not giveaway my copyrights. Mr. Rogers had long enough vision ahead to say, "Your books have supported you before, and after the panic is over they will support you again," and that was a correct proposition. He saved my copyrights, and saved me from financial ruin. He it was who arranged with my creditors to allow me to roam the face of the earth for four years and persecute the nations thereof with lectures, promising that at the end of four years I would pay dollar for dollar. That arrangement was made; otherwise I would now be living out-of-doors under an umbrella, and a

Ah! happy they whose hearts can break
And peace of pardon win:

How else may man make straight his plan
And cleanse his soul from Sin?

How else but through a broken heart
May Lord Christ enter in?

"The Ballad of Reading Gaol," by Oscar Wilde

and thoroughly educated as any woman on this planet at twenty-nine years of age. She is the most marvelous person of her sex that has existed on this earth since Joan of Arc.

That is not all Mr. Rogers has done; but you never see that side of his chraacter, because it is never protruding; but he lends a helping hand daily out of that generous heart of his. You never hear of

borrowed one at that. You see his mustache and his head trying to get white (he is always trying to look like me-I don't blame him for that). These are only emblematic of his character, and that is all. I say, without exception, hair and all, he is the whitest man I have ever known.-Mark Twain. (From speech delivered at banquet to H. H. Rogers.)

HEN a man's deeds are discovered after death, his angels, who are inquisitors, look into his face, and extend their examination over his whole body, beginning with the fingers of each hand. I was surprised at this, and the reason was thus explained to me:

Every volition and thought of man is inscribed on his brain; for volition and thought have their beginnings in the brain, thence they are conveyed to the bodily members, wherein they terminate. Whatever, therefore, is in the mind is in the brain, and from the brain in the body according to the order of its parts. So a man writes his life in his physique, and thus the angels discover his autobiography in his structure.

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T takes a great deal of boldness mixed with a vast deal of caution, to acquire a great fortune; but then it takes ten times as much wit to keep it after you have got it as it took to make it.

-Mayer A. Rothschild.

O the beloved and deplored memory of her who was the inspirer, and in part the author, of all that is best in my writings-the friend and wife whose exalted sense of truth and right was my strongest incitement, and whose approbation was my chief reward-I dedicate this volume. Like all that I have written for many years, it belongs as much to her as to me; but the work as it stands has had, in a very insufficient degree, the inestimable advantage of her revision; some of the most important portions having been reserved for a more careful examination, which they are now destined never to receive. Were I but capa

ble of interpreting to the world onehalf the great thoughts and noble feelings which are buried in her grave, I should be the medium of a greater benefit to it, than is ever likely to arise from anything that I can write, unprompted and unassisted by her all but unrivaled wisdom.-John Stuart Mill. (Dedication to" On Liberty.")

APPINESS itself is sufficient excuse. Beautiful things are right and true; so beautiful actions are those pleasing to the gods. Wise men have an inward sense of what is beautiful, and the highest wisdom is to trust this intuition and be guided by it. The answer to the last appeal of what is right lies within a man's own breast. Trust thyself.-Aristotle.

HE canons of scientific evidence justify us neither in accepting nor rejecting the ideas upon which morality and religion repose. Both parties to the dispute beat the air; they worry their own shadow; for they pass from Nature into the domain of speculation, where their dogmatic grips find nothing to lay hold upon. The shadows which they hew to pieces grow together in a moment like the heroes in Valhalla, to rejoice again in bloodless battles Metaphysics can no longer claim to be the cornerstone of religion and morality. But if she can not be the Atlas that bears the moral world she can furnish a magic defense. Around the ideas of religion she throws her bulwark of invisibility; and the sword of the skeptic and the battering-ram of the materialist fall harmless on vacuity.

-Immanuel Kant.

Let our schools teach the nobility of labor and the beauty of human service, but the superstitions of ages pastnever!-Peter Cooper.

The ruin of most men dates from some idle moment.-George S. Hillard.

A great thing is a great book; but a greater thing than all is the talk of a great man.-Disraeli.

HAT knowledge is of most worth? The uniform reply is: Science. This is the verdict on all counts For direct self-preservation, or the maintenance of life and health, the all-important knowledge is science. For that indirect self-preservation which we call gaining a livelihood, the knowledge of greatest value is-science. For the discharge of parental functions, the proper guidance is to be found only in science. For the interpretation of national life, past and present, without which the citizen can not rightly regulate his conduct, the indispensable key is-science. Alike for the most perfect production and present enjoyment of art in all its forms, the needful preparation is stillscience. And for purposes of disciplineintellectual, moral, religious-the most efficient is, once more science.

-Herbert Spencer.

HE last moments which Nelson

passed at Merton were employed in praying over his little daughter as she lay sleeping. A portrait of Lady Hamilton hung in his cabin; and no Catholic ever beheld the picture of his patron saint with more devout reverence. The undisguised and romantic passion with which he regarded it amounted almost to superstition; and when the portrait was now taken down, in clearing for action, he desired the man who removed it to "take care of his guardian angel." In this manner he frequently spoke of it, as if he believed there was a virtue in the image. He wore a miniature of her also next to his heart.-Robert Southey.

I am quite certain that there is nothing which draws so good, or at least so large a congregation as a fight in the pulpit.-Bolton Hall.


He is not only idle who does nothing, but horse was very lame, and my head

he is idle who might be better employed.

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HEN I meet a laborer on the edge of a field, I stop and look at the man born amid the grain where he will be reaped, and turning up with his plow the ground of his tomb, mixing his burning sweat with the icy rain of Autumn. The furrow he has just turned is a monument that will outlive him. I have seen the pyramids of Egypt, and the forgotten furrows of our heather: both alike bear witness to the work of man and the shortness of his days.-Chateaubriand.

did ache exceedingly. Now what occurred I here avow is truth-let each man account for it as he will. Suddenly I thought, "Can not God heal man or beast as He will?" Immediately my weariness and headache passed; and my horse was no longer lame.

-John Wesley's Journal.

There is but one God-is it Allah or Jehovah? The palm-tree is sometimes called a date-tree, but there is only one tree.-Disraeli.

E are intelligent beings; and intelligent beings can not have been formed by a blind brute, insensible being. There is certainly some difference, between a clod and the ideas of Newton. Newton's intelligence came from some greater Intelligence.-Voltaire.

Looking around on the noisy inanity of the world,-words with little meaning, actions with little worth,-one loves to reflect on the great Empire of Silence, higher than all stars; deeper than the Kingdom of Death! It alone is great; all else is small.-Carlyle.

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