The Philosopher

[n every soul is a slabless grave vvhere I some fond hopes lie sleeping. There must be love bacfc of the hand that is reached out to save another. Happiness is a roadside flowcr growing on the highways of usefulness. The best education in the world is that j KOt by struggling to get a living. Buy what thou hast uo need of, and ere i long thou shalt sell thy neeessaries. A craving for sympatuy is the commou i boundary liue between joy and sorrow. Be not afraid of enthusiasm; you ueed it; j you can do nothing effectually without it. Life appears to be too short to be spent I in nursing animosity or registering wrong. He who puts a bad construction on a good act reveáis his own wickedness of heart. Language cannot express to any one ' much beyond what he has lived or i enced. Metal will certainly rust if not used, and the body will assuredly becoaie diseased if not exercised. The hero never asks, "What will people think of me if I do these things?" but, "What will I think of myself if I do not do them?" The heart is .lways hungry. ïso rnan j lives happily alone. The wisest and the best is wiser and better for the friends he