,illustration ,,wise ,,or ,,otherwise ,by ,,lydia ,,leavitt and ,thad4 ,w4,h4 ,leavitt ,,wise ,,or ,,otherwise ,entered according to ,act of ,parliament in the year #ahih1 by ,lydia ,leavitt and ,thad4 ,w4,h4 ,leavitt1 at the ,department of ,agriculture4 ,,wise ,,or ,,otherwise ,,by ,,lydia ,,leavitt ,,author ,,of ,,bohemian ,,society1 ,a ,,trip ,,around ,,the ,,world1 ,,etc41 ,,etc4 ,,and ,,thad4 ,w4,h4 ,,leavitt ,,author ,,of ,,the ,,witch ,,of ,,plum ,,hollow1 ,,kaffir1 ,,kangaroo1 ,,klondike1 ,,tales ,,of ,,the ,,gold ,,fields1 ,,etc4 ,illustrated by ,anna ,lake ,,wells ,,publishing ,,co4 ,,toronto #ahih ,,contents ,,book ,,the ,,first ,,lead ,,kindly ,,light4 ,a ,,fable4 ,,the ,,wind4 ,,passing ,,thoughts4 ,,book ,,the ,,second ,,odds ,,and ,,ends4 ,,preface ,it is probable that the reader will discover among the ,short ,sayings some familiar acquaintance and even old friend1 unconsciously appropriated4 ,should such be the case1 kindly credit to the ,wise and leave the ,otherwise to ,,the ,,authors4 ,,book ,,the ,,first ,,by ,,lydia ,,leavitt ,,lead ,,kindly ,,light ,illustration ,lead1 kindly light1 ,the words are lightly spoken by the young1 who tread life's pathway with nimble feet1 whose eager hands are outstretched to gather life's roses1 regardless of thorns1 whose voice is rippling with laughter and mirth1 with blood coursing through the veins and bright eyes looking fearlessly into the future2 the words have merely a joyous1 musical ring4 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,the words are gravely spoken by the middle-aged1 whose feet have grown a trifle weary1 whose hands have gathered the roses1 only to find them turned to ashes1 whose laughter has more sadness than mirth1 whose eyes have grown dim1 whose lips tremblingly plead1 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,the words are whispered by the old1 whose tired feet are unable to move1 whose palsied hands are helpless1 whose head is bowed by the weight of years1 whose eyes are sightless1 from whose trembling lips are scarcely heard the whispered prayer1 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,the sunken eyes are closed in death1 the tired hands are folded1 the heart has ceased to beat1 the mute lips are stilled1 the weary feet are at rest1 a look of ineffable peace rests upon the still face1 while all the air is filled with sweet music and the murmur of gentle voices pleading1 ,lead1 kindly light4 ,a ,,fable ,illustration ,in one of the ,german forests the stood a tree1 which could not be classified by any of the learned scientists4 ,it was not more beautiful than many others1 but there were distinctive peculiarities which no other tree possessed4 ,her dress was of a sadder hue than that of her companions1 and the birds refused to build their nests in her branches4 ,she was unable to understand the language of her brothers and sisters and so stood alone and unheeded in the dense forest4 ,one morning she awakened and found standing by her side a companion tree1 odd1 like herself1 and she said in her heart3--,i shall be no longer alone4 ,he will understand my language and we shall hold sweet converse4 ,but he1 in his heart1 was saying--,what strange tree is this8 ,we two are unlike all our companions4 ,i like it not4 ,but she did not hear the murmur of discontent1 and her heart grew glad within her at the great joy that had come to her and she said in her heart3--,i will cause him to forget that we are unlike our companions2 ,i will sing to him my softest songs and gradually her dress of sombre green assumed a brighter hue1 young buds sprang forth1 her branches waved softly in the breeze and she wooed the birds by gentle voice to build their nests in her arms1 and1 ,in foul weather and in fair1 ,day by day in vaster numbers1 ,flocked the poets of the air4 ,at eventide she folded them in her bosom1 that their songs might not disturb the sleep of her companion1 and while all the forest slept1 she alone was awake and1 in the silence of the night1 she murmured softly1 ,ich liebe ,dich1 and when the sun arose the birds from her arms flew through the forest1 singing1 ,ich liebe ,dich1 and all the trees took up the song2 the birds1 the trees and the brooks caught up the refrain and all the great forest sang1 ,ich liebe ,dich1 ,ich liebe ,dich4 ,so the summer passed and her heart grew sad1 for she saw the discontent of her companion1 but she said to herself1 ,when the winter comes ,i will shelter him from the blasts1 but he said complainingly1 ,i would ,i were like the other trees2 ,i would like my garments to be as those ,i see around me4 ,i would my limbs were as those of my companions all through the forest4 ,and she heard1 and said to herself1 ,i will make his garments of brilliant green4 ,so she sent from her own roots and branches the sap--her life blood--to enrich the roots and beautify the dress of her companion4 ,when the cold blast of winter swept through the forest she sheltered him with her long limbs1 when the snow fell she covered his head with her branches and caught the weight of snow in her own arms2 so all through the long winter she sheltered him from the blasts and the weight of snow bore heavily on her branches and at times they grew weary almost to breaking but her great heart never faltered4 ,so the spring came and day by day she sent from her own store of life-blood to enrich that of her companion and soon his garments assumed the most brilliant hues of all the trees in the forest2 the leaves glinted and glistened in the sunlight1 and from the branches there was ever a low murmur of song2 the birds came to build their nests and rear their young in his arms2 and over all there floated a delicate perfume born of the love which she had breathed over him all the long winter4 ,so in all the forest there was none so beautiful and stately as he4 ,his companion said1 ,now will he be happy1 but her own great heart began to beat more slowly1 the life-blood of which she had given him could not be replaced1 and her garments gradually assumed a sombre hue and her arms were empty1 for the birds no longer nested there4 ,one morning she awakened and found her companion gone4 ,he had joined the other trees in the forest2 and now the limbs that had borne the weight of snow began to wither1 her leaves began to fall1 and when the winter came again there was no raiment to cover her4 ,and the woodman said1 ,we will cut this tree down1 it is dead4 ,illustration ,,the ,,wind ,illustration ,hark to the voice of the wind6 we say1 as the windows rattle and house shakes2 the winds as they shout in angry voices1 clamoring louder in their fury1 are telling of storms at sea1 of the battles with the ships and the brave hearts that have gone to their death4 ,it has been on the desolate ocean ,when the lightening struck the mast2 ,it has heard the cry of the drowning1 ,who sank as they hurried past4 ,the words of despair and anguish ,that were heard by no living ear2 ,the gun that no signal answered-- ,it brings them all to us here4 ,hark to the voice of the wind6 ,it shakes angrily the trees whose limbs are swaying in protest against the onslaught2 it carries the leaves rustling to the ground1 and in its fury uproots the giant oaks1 which groan in agony as they are hurled to the ground1 lying like soldiers on the field of battle4 ,hark to the voice of the wind6 ,its fury is abated1 and softly1 like a benediction it enters the room where the weary mother is watching by the bedside of her sick child2 it gently fans the fevered head2 it touches with a caress the parched lips of the babe1 and with murmur of song it lulls the child to rest4 ,hark to the voice of the wind4 ,it enters the counting room of the tired man of business1 bringing a perfume of flowers3 he lays down his pen1 while his thoughts go back to the home of his boyhood1 to the meadows1 to the hillside covered with flowers1 the new-mown hay1 and the tired brain is refreshed1 he knows not how1 and the unseen messenger is gone-- ,hark to the voice of the wind6 ,it visits the silent ,city of the ,dead and gently scatters the leaves over the new-made grave of a young child1 sighing softly the while1 the voice now rising1 now falling1 sobbing and moaning1 and at last dies away in a melancholy sound1 like the strings of an ,aeolian harp touched by unseen hands4 ,hark to the music of the wind6 ,human nature approaches the ,divine in moments of great sacrifice1 forgiveness and self-forgetfulness4 ,,passing ,,thoughts ,it seems the fate of woman to wait in silence while men act1 ',men must work and woman must weep4' 99 99 99 99 99 ,how delightful it must be to understand one's own nature thoroughly1 to know that no whirlwind will ever sweep us off the beaten track1 no stormy passions stir the calm placidity of our life4 ,but is that life8 ,no1 give me the glories of expectation1 the wildest exhaltation2 the heart beating1 the brain throbbing1 the stormiest passions with force enough to carry everything before them1 even if they bring deep grief--that is life4 99 99 99 99 99 ,people who deal in dry1 hard facts are not interesting4 ,they may make themselves names in the financial world1 may become railway magnates and coal kings1 may control the money market2 but they are not interesting4 ,they are the prose of life4 ,they who see the clouds forming into fantastic shapes1 the glories of a sunset1 the shadows in pools1 the colour on a bird's wing1 the rose tint on the cheek of a child1--they and such as they are the poetry of life4 ,man's inhumanity to man is proverbial1 woman's inhumanity to woman is diabolical4 99 99 99 99 99 ,society1 as it exists at present moment in ,colonial towns and cities1 possesses neither birth1 brains or breeding4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we hear men speak so frequently of womanly women1 ending their praises with1 'she is essentially womanly4' ,i knew one of these womanly women1 whose voice was like liquid music1 whose ways were gentle1 whose eyes filled with tears at the recital of some tale of woe1 and always about her was an air of gentle1 womanly sweetness and dainty femininity4 ,she had a friend who loved her1 one whose voice was not so soft1 whose manner was brusque1 who was considered1 not quite good form1 you know4 ,my womanly woman allowed this friend to take upon herself the burden of a sin which she herself had committed1 allowed her to bear the brunt of scorn and contumely of her world1 allowed her to die without righting the great wrong4 ,a lonely grave and a plain marble slab mark the spot where she who was not quite good form1 lies3 while she1 to whom she had given more than life1 gathers the rose leaves with dainty grace1 for she is so essentially 'womanly4' ,life3 a little joy1 great sorrow1 some tragedy1 and the curtain falls4 99 99 99 99 99 ,nothing can hurt so cruelly as the hand of love4 ,the hand of hate is velvet in comparison4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are women who consider the world well lost for the man whom they love and idealize2 while upon close acquaintance they would discover that he was not worth even the loss of a dinner4 99 99 99 99 99 ,twelve good men and true1 will1 after mature deliberation1 consign a man to the gallows4 ,twelve women1 good and true1 will1 without any deliberation1 send a woman to death by their venomous tongues4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are a few people who would change their individuality for that of another4 ,we might be willing to exchange positions1 to exchange all that is apparent to the eyes of the world1 but our inner consciousness1 our memories1 our thoughts1 feelings and desires2 all that is part and parcel of ourselves1 we hold sacred4 ,some minds are so small that a favour weighs heavily upon them4 99 99 99 99 99 ,at times one is inclined to believe that even the gods are guilty of favouritism4 99 99 99 99 99 ,some people's lives are like a flower1 the more they are crushed1 the sweeter the perfume they exhale4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are some people who look so rigidly virtuous and repellant that it is a satisfaction to feel one's self just a little bit wicked4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we look to the higher classes and to the lower for good breeding4 ,middle class people are proverbially ill-bred4 ,what can equal the airs and assumptions of the retired grocer's wife1 who has neither the breeding of a lady1 nor the unaffected manner of the working-woman4 99 99 99 99 99 ,what a pity there is such an incessant babbling of human tongues1 when the daisies by the wayside1 the trees of the forest1 the birds in their nests1 could tell us such wondrous things if our ears were attuned to hear1 but the senses are deadened by the discordant din of dismal sounds4 ,love is the one power which transfigures the common things of life4 99 99 99 99 99 ,one-half of our lives is spent in making blunders1 the other half in trying to rectify them4 99 99 99 99 99 ,how useless to tell many people to think1 for they have nothing to think4 ,a man reasons1 a woman divines4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are so many inconsistencies in life that at times one is appalled4 ,take marriage1 for instance3--,a young woman marries a man who is tottering on the brink of the grave2 old1 blaze1 a worn-out roue2 but with money enough to gild and gloss the antiquated ruin4 ,she goes before a clergyman and promises to love1 honour and obey4 ,yes2 she loves the luxury with which she will be surrounded1 the glitter of diamonds1 the equipages1 the great house1 all the paraphanalia of wealth1 but she hates the trembling1 tottering1 blear-eyed object who bought her4 ,the clergyman gives his blessing1 society receives them with open arms1 and legalized prostitution is upheld by the majesty of the law and encircled by the sanctified robes of the ,church4 ,the ruling passion of the age3 worship of self and worship of pelf4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the age of good breeding has passed2 insolence has taken its place4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman ceases to think of self when she looks in the face of her new-born child4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are people who go through life as if they were going to their own funeral--and did not enjoy it4 99 99 99 99 99 ,i would rather have for a friend the most thorough-paced scamp1 with a generous heart1 than the most respectable1 canting1 whining1 ,pharisee4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to stand in a rarefied atmosphere on a mountain height and view the struggles of ordinary mortals below may be poetic1 but it is very lonely4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman may defy the world for a man she loves1 and imagine that he will love her for the sacrifice1 but no greater mistake can be made4 ,men are not so constituted4 ,when he sees her standing alone1 dishonored1 a mark for the finger of scorn1 her charm for him is forever lost4 99 99 99 99 99 ,realism is the grave of love4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman's smile is two edged4 99 99 99 99 99 ,life is too short to prepare a soul for eternity 99 99 99 99 99 ,a great love is only inspired by a great nature4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is as wise to cultivate forgetfulness as memory4 99 99 99 99 99 ,society1 a haven for fools2 literature and art for brains4 99 99 99 99 99 ,many people have courage to face anything but themselves4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman is always in love1 either with herself or with love4 99 99 99 99 99 ,two things in life man regards with esteem3 himself and his pipe4 99 99 99 99 99 ,truth and sincerity are only found in the face of a child and the eyes of a dog4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a young face and an old heart are sorry companions1 but an old face and a young heart are sorrier still4 99 99 99 99 99 ,what people will 'say' is the bugbear of small minds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,love would cease to exist were it not for the gift of idealizing4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a fly is but a small thing1 yet it can disturb the greatest philosopher4 99 99 99 99 99 ,is a new soul created at every birth1 or are we merely corpses warmed over8 99 99 99 99 99 ,kind words and a sympathetic handclasp have done more to reclaim lost souls than all the tracts ever published4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a minute is a short duration of time1 yet in that interval one may experience the whole gamut of human emotions4 99 99 99 99 99 ,if the world valued us as we value ourselves the heavens would not be sufficiently large whereon to inscribe our greatness4 99 99 99 99 99 ,what becomes of the characters who play an important part in fiction2 the strong1 brave1 true fiction-people1 whom we love as we read8 ,is there no place for them in the world peopled by shadows8 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are men who will accept any and every sacrifice from a woman and after making her a wreck1 socially and morally1 will say to her1 ,i fear that ,i am injuring you1 so ,i will sacrifice myself and deny myself the pleasure of your society4 ,such men would sneak into heaven by a side entrance4 99 99 99 99 99 ,fate1 in a sportive mood1 performs some wonderful acrobatic feats with human nature2 gives love of oriental luxury to the woman with nothing a year2 appreciation of all that is beautiful and artistic1 to the ploughman2 an epicurian taste to the starving mechanic2 while to the woman rolling in wealth is given the manners and tastes of the fish-wife2 to the multi-millionaire the habits of the canaille1 and fate laughs with glee over the fantastic1 incongruous muddle of the thing called ,life4 ,,book ,,the ,,second ,,by ,,thad4 ,w4,h4 ,,leavitt ,,odds ,,and-,,ends ,man's greatest enemy is himself4 99 99 99 99 99 ,never chide fate while will sleeps4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the prophet must know the past4 99 99 99 99 99 ,foul words kill the sweetest flowers4 99 99 99 99 99 ,repentant tears are the soul's pearls4 99 99 99 99 99 ,common customs are not nature's laws4 99 99 99 99 99 ,no man blesses the calm until after the storm4 99 99 99 99 99 ,much study makes a full head and an empty stomach4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you cannot fan the ashes of a dead love into a flame4 99 99 99 99 99 ,innocence1 like a beautiful dying day1 goes out with a purple blush4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to steer the true course1 one must not only see the star but have a pilot4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is easier to remove a mountain than to wash out a spot on a woman's reputation4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the marble heart has valves of flint4 99 99 99 99 99 ,women covet satin1 as men covet gold4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the garments of virtue are of spun gold4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when law is blind examine your own heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,valour in defence of wrong becomes a crime4 99 99 99 99 99 ,man ceases to be a man when his passions die4 99 99 99 99 99 ,trembling patience is better than proud evil4 99 99 99 99 99 ,malice and ignorance constantly itch for trouble4 99 99 99 99 99 ,life is not a funeral dole but a living present4 99 99 99 99 99 ,he honours the state who refuses to commit a wrong4 99 99 99 99 99 ,opportunities1 like pretty maids1 should be embraced4 99 99 99 99 99 ,man's injustice to man shall not be an eternal stain4 99 99 99 99 99 ,defeat may be more glorious than victory4 99 99 99 99 99 ,venom is the juice of a toad tainting the sweet air4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you have but to sow the seeds of malice to reap a crop of grief4 99 99 99 99 99 ,men who would face a cannon1 tremble before a golden calf4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there is no music for man so sweet as that set upon a woman's tongue4 99 99 99 99 99 ,i never could understand why doleful songs should herald a joyous hereafter4 99 99 99 99 99 ,if you keep your eyes fixed upon the stars you will fall into the first mill pond4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you are told1 ,that if you violate a sacrament of the church you will howl in hell for it4 ,you know that if you violate nature's laws you will howl here4 99 99 99 99 99 ,while poverty spins threads of gold with which to weave a garment to cover her nakedness1 the plutocrat melts the threads into sovereigns for his own use4 99 99 99 99 99 ,every yellow stream is not the ,tiber4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the wise man dreads1 not noise1 but eternal silence4 99 99 99 99 99 ,loud complaints may be only vents for little ills4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is not enough to conceive a truth1 we must act4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when one is bereft of hope the last sorrow has arrived4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the woman who loves not flattery has yet to be born4 99 99 99 99 99 ,this must be a golden age--everybody is running after it4 99 99 99 99 99 ,beauty is the recompense given to women for her weakness4 99 99 99 99 99 ,some sins squeak like a snared rabbit--others roar like a lion4 99 99 99 99 99 ,an immaculate reputation may hide a multitude of black lies4 99 99 99 99 99 ,angels walk on threads of gold from heaven to earth4 ,these threads are only spun in the loom of the human heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,abject spirits creep--men walk4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a small hole is a cavern to a mole4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a kiss hangs not long on a pretty lip4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you cannot rear a new babe on old milk4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a man may woo a dove and marry a screech owl4 99 99 99 99 99 ,satire is a javelin which pierces the thickest skin4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a mist may hide the sun but it does not blot it out4 99 99 99 99 99 ,some women prefer a great infamy to a little honour4 99 99 99 99 99 ,regard not the manner of your death but your daily life4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a churlish silence is harder to endure than a sharp tongue4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the man who gives away his freedom is everlastingly bankrupt4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the rubbish from men's tongues is hoarded while nature speaks unheard4 99 99 99 99 99 ,human misery is not a volunteer4 99 99 99 99 99 ,mirth's best nursery is contentment4 99 99 99 99 99 ,men fly1 women melt into a passion4 99 99 99 99 99 ,prejudice is the marrow of superstition4 99 99 99 99 99 ,better a crust of bread than a funeral elegy4 99 99 99 99 99 ,woman's first fault is no excuse for man's last4 99 99 99 99 99 ,kind words are honey drops to the tired soul4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a bad tongue is not the clapper of a good heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,crossed love is forgotten--crossed opinions1 never4 99 99 99 99 99 ,distrust but do not refuse an untried remedy4 99 99 99 99 99 ,hope is the only flavour for a diet of adversity4 99 99 99 99 99 ,he is near to happiness who makes another smile4 99 99 99 99 99 ,greed is swifter than a greyhound4 99 99 99 99 99 ,results give the lie to many boasts4 99 99 99 99 99 ,nothing beslimes like a fawning tongue4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the smallest pirates fly the blackest flags4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the coming tempest is no less a great wind4 99 99 99 99 99 ,better a bleeding wound than pent up agony4 99 99 99 99 99 ,gigantic robberies are nevertheless robberies4 99 99 99 99 99 ,every furrow in the brow represents a drag-tooth of care4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a tempestuous petticoat is more bewitching than a satin gown4 99 99 99 99 99 ,for the light of beauty men go down into the darkest pits4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the smart of the lash soon dies--the memory of it never4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the meaner a man is1 the meaner he not only feels but looks4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the greenest turf covers the blackest soil4 99 99 99 99 99 ,only an earthquake can shake a selfish soul4 99 99 99 99 99 ,one woman-wolf is more to be dreaded than a den of lions4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are women whose smile is poison1 whose touch is death4 99 99 99 99 99 ,bequeath your good deeds to memory1 your bad deeds to oblivion4 99 99 99 99 99 ,pity1 as soft as feathered flakes of snow1 whitens all it falls upon4 99 99 99 99 99 ,if we peep behind a curtain we may see the ghost of our own hopes grinning at us4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the albatross1 like a great soul1 remains aloft without the flutter of a feather4 99 99 99 99 99 ,my sovereign hope is the inate desire of the human heart that justice be done4 99 99 99 99 99 ,love is as much higher1 than justice as is the tallest mountain above an ant hill4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the people have so often been beguiled that now they refuse to believe the truth4 99 99 99 99 99 ,why is it that down hill is always greased8 99 99 99 99 99 ,a stain upon a woman's honour is indelible4 99 99 99 99 99 ,insolence is brutal--arrogance1 intolerable4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the seeds of ill grow best in the most sterile soil4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a heart pickled in gall cannot be called a sweetmeat4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the promise of eternal sleep is not sweet to a live man4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the most worthless woman is bought at the highest price4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a man can put away his wife but he cannot divorce a memory4 99 99 99 99 99 ,many of our good intentions are so feeble1 that like snow flakes1 they melt as they come4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the earth is a fertile womb bringing forth fruits for all4 ,a few men claim they are ,god's first sons and take the crop4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there are women who breath forth intoxicating perfumes4 ,the man who inhales them is in danger of great good or of great evil4 99 99 99 99 99 ,nature1 unheard1 performs her greatest deeds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,ingratitude is a tree whose fruit poisons the very air4 99 99 99 99 99 ,many could make lye out of the cold ashes of their hopes4 99 99 99 99 99 ,gather the blossoms daily--the frost may come at night4 99 99 99 99 99 ,plant no flowers on the graves of those we have neglected in life4 99 99 99 99 99 ,some men are not content so long as an unfinished crime remains4 99 99 99 99 99 ,some men prefer the drudgery of the devil to the sleep of innocence4 99 99 99 99 99 ,women are tempted to taste a little evil1 just to know what it is like4 99 99 99 99 99 ,every life leads up to a precipice1 over which a few jump1 the others tumble in and are lost4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we know that death is ever marching behind us but we never name the day when he will catch up4 ,to hunt for mischief is to catch disaster4 99 99 99 99 99 ,even a sigh trembles through the universe4 99 99 99 99 99 ,nature must love woman to fashion her so beautiful4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the chain of some men's fate must be made of adamant4 99 99 99 99 99 ,revere the dust--it was the men and women of long ago4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the keenest blade in ,south ,africa is made from ,ralph iron4 99 99 99 99 99 ,he believed her an angel--married and found her only a woman4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a curled knot of snakes is not as deadly as the signature to a mortgage4 99 99 99 99 99 ,in ,london they no longer say1 ,lend me your purse--but your name4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a painter's description of matrimony-- ,introduction3 the background4 ,courtship3 the middle ground4 ,engagement3 the foreground4 ,marriage3 the nude subject4 99 99 99 99 99 ,kruger is the epitome of obsolete ideas and living force4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a bleating lamb in a great city is in greater danger than in the darkest wood4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there be three birds4 ,one lives only in the highest altitudes4 ,this bird is ,truth4 ,one lives on the plain4 ,this bird is ,expediency4 ,one lives in the mire4 ,this bird is ,subserviency4 ,he who writes with a feather plucked from the wing of the first bird will not be listened to for ages to come4 ,he who writes with a feather plucked from the wing of the second bird will receive the plaudits of the people4 ,he who writes with a feather plucked from the wing of the third bird will be worshipped by the mob4 99 99 99 99 99 ,not gold1 not broad acres1 not vast power1 not blazoned titles1 not eloquence1 but truth is the lever which moves the world4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when ,europe completes the process of ,christianizing ,china that nation will have disappeared from the map4 ,the truth-seeker never digs in the columns of the political newspaper4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a money shaver with a conscience would soon be poorer than his clients4 99 99 99 99 99 ,i have read of the dog-like affection of woman--,i have seen their cat-like characteristics4 99 99 99 99 99 ,bread snatched from the poor becomes a stone in the rich man's belly4 ,he has only to eat his fill to sink4 99 99 99 99 99 ,what a gas lamp is to a moth1 the same is a rose diamond to a woman--neither see the danger till they are dead4 99 99 99 99 99 ,in olden times ,sodom and ,gomorrah swallowed up the wicked4 ,in modern times ,chicago swallows up the good4 99 99 99 99 99 ,chinaman's soliloquy4 ,first come missionary1 big prayers1 little book4 ,singee ',peace on earth and good willee to all men4' ,russian ,bear swallow ,manchuria1 ,french ,eagle strippe off ,yellow ,jacket1 ,bille ,emperor stealee ,peacock ,feather1 ,english ,lion grabbe ,pig ,tail4 ,damme1 hungry lion want everything4 99 99 99 99 99 ,slander is more subtile than any microbe4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you cannot squander ten thousand a year and then balance the account by thrusting a stale bun1 dipped in charity soup1 into a beggar's hand4 99 99 99 99 99 ,lolling on a velvet cushion in a fashionable church will not be a valid answer when you meet the poor girl 'beyond' whom you ground down to make trousers for twenty cents a pair4 ,you didn't do it8 ,you wore the trousers1 it's all the same4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a cynic's description of the honeymoon-- ,kisses allopathic4 ,kisses homeopathic4 ,the cold douche4 ,hot mustard plasters4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a lawyer's description of matrimony in the ,united ,states-- ,court--,appeal4 ,the suit filed4 ,rival--an interpleader4 ,marriage4 ,judgement given4 ,household expenses4 ,costs4 ,family jars4 ,proceedings for alimony4 ,final hearing4 ,divorce absolute4 ,quit claim4 ,deed to another man4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the sea-side resorts attract many queer fish4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the politician is what the people make him4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the child which cries for bread is a menace to the state4 99 99 99 99 99 ,infamy may rise to such a height as to become famous4 99 99 99 99 99 ,more women have been killed by innuendo than by hard work4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to the small boy a circus is more alluring than the ,psalms of ,solomon4 99 99 99 99 99 ,eternity is an endless chain whose links are youth1 old age and decay4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the shark turns on his back to devour his prey--the hypocrite prays that he may devour4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the money lender should provide himself with an asbestos overcoat when he leaves this world4 99 99 99 99 99 ,every girl in store or office means a man without employment4 ,every man without employment is a man incapable of supporting a wife4 ,do you see the inevitable result8 99 99 99 99 99 ,laughter is the doctor's deadliest enemy4 99 99 99 99 99 ,praise is the cheapest coin but more potent than gold4 99 99 99 99 99 ,if all men were brothers nations would cease to exist4 99 99 99 99 99 ,years are required to make a brutal man--hours1 a woman4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we praise ,god for our victories4 ,what does the other fellow do8 99 99 99 99 99 ,patriotism is but another name for1 'love yourself and hate your neighbors4' 99 99 99 99 99 ,if churches were made as attractive as gin palaces1 the former1 not the latter1 would be open six days in the week4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when you get there1 you will find that ,eternal ,justice is not built on the departmental store system4 ,some pale-faced girl will offer the evidence4 99 99 99 99 99 ,once ,pity and ,charity perched on every cloistered gate and cried1 'welcome4' ,now they only venture forth on public occasions1 when they will be seen of all men4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the cat's serenade gives tone to the back yard4 99 99 99 99 99 ,mental problem4 ,suicide or side-tracked4 ,which8 99 99 99 99 99 ,the laugh of a child is sweeter to ,god than a forty minute prayer4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ,klondike is as alluring as a pretty woman and equally as freakish4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the greatness of the ,yukon is only surpassed by the greatness of its liars4 99 99 99 99 99 ,innocence is a rose bud with a worm outside waiting to gnaw a hole in it4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a blood-sucker on a boy's toe looks bigger to him than a sea-serpent to a man4 99 99 99 99 99 ,an ,easter bonnet is more satisfying to a woman than the most eloquent sermon4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the witch doctor taboos a banana tree1 the parson the joyous dance4 ,both are bigots4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the nigger who has learned to drink rum does not regard civilization as an unmixed blessing4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the beautiful is eternal4 99 99 99 99 99 ,an epitaph4 ,he went ,north and found his grave4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the cold marble becomes a living flame under the hands of the sculptor4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we cannot turn water into wine but some men come very near turning wine into water4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the coral shell stores up the glorious tints of the sun's rays--the thoughtful man the words of the wise4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a returned ,klondiker with gold very much resembles charity--frequently read of1 seldom seen4 99 99 99 99 99 ,whence comes eternal truths8 ,they are written in the rocks1 they are breathed out of the soft1 ,south wind2 they are painted in the sunset1 they speak in the flowers and the tiny blade of grass1 they twinkle in distant stars4 ,ages go by and yet man grasps but one1 here and there4 ,they are messengers to every man1 gifted or untaught4 ,he who seizes but one and embalms it has done a greater service to mankind than the mightiest king4 99 99 99 99 99 ,prohibition is a frozen dream1 real life a red-hot time4 99 99 99 99 99 ,inquisitiveness is but another name for the ,auditor ,general4 99 99 99 99 99 ,capital account is a cavern wherein politicians hide their sins4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the summer girl1 in the biggest wind1 is never blown away from a man4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the editor writes most charmingly of country life in his easiest chair4 99 99 99 99 99 ,church choirs are always at sixes and sevens4 ,one day of harmony and six of discord4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a young widow's sorrow for her husband is a phantom minnow--looks genuine but hides the hook4 99 99 99 99 99 ,while the bankrupt tradesman rides in his carriage1 his honest competitor is in the back yard sawing wood4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the uglier a woman's face1 the nearer to her chin is the hem of her bathing skirt1 no doubt to hide her blushes4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ,french are steadfast of purpose4 ,what purpose8 ,changing the ,ministry6 99 99 99 99 99 ,english poet in the ,soudan1--,we are carrying ',sweetness and light' into darkest ,africa6 ,tommy1--,yes1 we let the light in with the ,lee-,metford and the ,egyptian tax-collector will sweeten these coves later on4 99 99 99 99 99 ,mayor of ,new ,york1--,we must return the ',torch of ,liberty' by the first ,french steamer4 ,what for8 ,to dispel the ,dreyfus gloom4 99 99 99 99 99 ,irate ,mother-in-law 7to son-in-law about to marry second wife71--,is this the way you treat my daughter1 lying in the dark grave8 ,only striking a match to see into it4 99 99 99 99 99 ,out of the loins of pride and avarice comes the innocent child4 ,why is this8 ,it cannot be chance4 ,it means something4 ,when we discover what that something is we shall remain innocent4 99 99 99 99 99 ,greed grasps while poverty gasps4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the agony of despair breeds the monster1 ',human ,hate4' 99 99 99 99 99 ,the man who refuses to lend to the ,lord distrusts the security4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the blood of the pauper shall smear the couch of the indolent4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the sweat of the poor1 frozen into gold1 gilds the rich man's purse4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the time must come when the dragon's teeth1 sown by the rich1 will bring forth a harvest of cold steel4 99 99 99 99 99 ,mother in the kitchen at the wash tub4 ,daughter in the parlor at the piano4 ,quite proper2 its a case of rub-a-dub-dub4 99 99 99 99 99 ,why came we here8 ,by blind chance or design8 ,the books are full of guesses1 half-truths and lies4 ,we only know that we are here4 ,from whence we came and whither we go is the problem4 ,being here1 our highest endeavors should be to do some little good4 ,then close our eyes and wait for the answer4 ,we can find it in no other way4 99 99 99 99 99 ,man and misery are not twins but father and son4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the woman to whom temptation never came cannot be said to be virtuous4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the blast of the golden bugle shall not always drown the wail of the poor4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when faults lie thick and die1 the crop of good deeds to follow will be the greater4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a priest at ten thousand a year is a monument erected over the grave of ,christianity4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the cry of the child for bread reaches further into the universe than peans sung to kings4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when ,eve was created nature must have cried 'no1' for ever since woman has continued to repeat the word4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the rich go about the world on stilts1 lest the poor should touch the hems of their garments4 ,they are so so high in the air that they gather no perfume from the wild flowers blooming by the wayside4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the hand of ,justice has lost its thumb and forefinger4 99 99 99 99 99 ,vulgar speech is a drop of filth from a rotten heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a fly never sees the window pane until his bruised nose bleeds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the greatest kindness is that which we are not compelled to remember4 99 99 99 99 99 ,my aspirations are cut out with a broad sword4 ,my results with a pen knife4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the mathemetician can measure a world1 yet he cannot weigh the secret thing which stirs a poet's heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,man has waited for ages for heaven to help him4 ,heaven has waited equally long for man to help himself4 99 99 99 99 99 ,slaves are bound with fetters of steel--poor men with fetters of law4 ,one corrodes with age1 the other is perpetually renewed4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the devil fish of the sea claws his victim1 then sinks to the bottom4 ,the devil fish of the land claws his1 then rises to the top4 99 99 99 99 99 ,want issues from the womb of greed4 99 99 99 99 99 ,justice will be done when greed dies4 99 99 99 99 99 ,sympathy is the sheet-anchor of the ,ship of ,life4 99 99 99 99 99 ,one tear is more potent for good than a thousand laws4 99 99 99 99 99 ,charity1 though white of plumage1 is born of black parents4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the avenger strikes down one evil and creates a thousand4 99 99 99 99 99 ,universal love is1 but another name for universal happiness4 99 99 99 99 99 ,life without hope is death without a grave wherein to find rest4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a man is not only responsible for his acts1 but for their influence4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to know1 and not to do is vile--to do and not to know1 an accident4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the white flowers of sympathy shall yet bloom over graves in which the rich rot4 99 99 99 99 99 ,luxury lulls--poverty dulls4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a fat priest and a poor flock4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the hooked fish has an open mouth4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the money lender loves a close shave4 99 99 99 99 99 ,preachers and brokers1 alike1 deal in future options4 99 99 99 99 99 ,humility is sweet but its path is strewn with bitter herbs4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the change for which every woman prays--a change of name4 99 99 99 99 99 ,passengers inside the coach ',prosperity1' never see the galled steeds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the knout pinches the slave's back4 ,the combine1 the free man's belly4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ball dress is diplomatic1 in that it reveals what it pretends to conceal4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there is colour in the statement that one nigger in a missionary report throws a shadow greater than ten white men4 99 99 99 99 99 ,vile thoughts only bloom on the dung-hills of depravity4 99 99 99 99 99 ,coarseness is as akin to vice as the flame to the candle4 99 99 99 99 99 ,indolence lolls in luxury while energy goes hungry to bed4 99 99 99 99 99 ,toil with recompense is sweeter than recompense without toil4 99 99 99 99 99 ,is the ,african heathen more precious than a sick child in a ,london garret8 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ashes of a bad woman cannot be cleansed with the waters of an ocean4 99 99 99 99 99 ,she who walks the street by night is an outcast4 ,she who seduces a ,prince may die a ,queen4 99 99 99 99 99 ,princes on sale for gold1 women for titles1 virtue for bread1 statesmen for place1 and priests for salary4 99 99 99 99 99 ,monopoly4 ,a whip in the hands of plutocrats1 which bites the backs of men and saddens the hearts of women4 99 99 99 99 99 ,no soul can remain stagnant4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a gossip scatters more ills than a pestilence4 99 99 99 99 99 ',tis useless to kill the serpent after she has laid her eggs4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the poison on the fang cannot injure till the snake strikes4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when the unctious priest wants to borrow he cries1 ',lend to the ,lord4' 99 99 99 99 99 ,we should not blot out the sun because its rays will hatch the eggs of a serpent4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the lion of the jungle seizes his prey by night4 ,the lion of the city by day2 one is stripped to the bone1 the other to the shirt4 99 99 99 99 99 ,birds are charmed by snakes1 women by beasts in human form4 ,the glitter of the eye subdues the one1 the glitter of gold1 the other4 99 99 99 99 99 ,over the grave of each child which dies in the slums should stand a tablet inscribed1 ,died for want of sunlight and pure air4 ,who stole the land8 99 99 99 99 99 ,one tyrant dies that two may be born4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a wise man prefers virgin soil to a cultivated widow4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the bone of contention is never covered with sweet meat4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the woman is most lost who forgets her babe for the ball4 99 99 99 99 99 ,self-righteousness can walk so straight that it leans backwards4 99 99 99 99 99 ,more women are drowned 'in the swim' than in mill ponds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,when death knocks at the door the servant answers1 ',not at home4' 99 99 99 99 99 ,a winged ,cupid without a feather can soar higher than the pinioned eagle4 99 99 99 99 99 ,he who seeks for spiritual rest in dogma will find only a bottomless pit4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a wish from the heart travels beyond the blare of the loudest trumpet4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is better to lavish your affections upon a faithful dog than upon an unfaithful friend4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the poor man craves for bread--not logic4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman without love is a tree without sap4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the plutocrats1 like the ,catholics1 thrive on curses4 99 99 99 99 99 ,good advice is an atom2 good deeds the universe4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the beautiful seraph makes the most dangerous fiend4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ghost of poverty is more dreadful than poverty itself4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a religion of details is a fruit tree which produces only blossoms4 99 99 99 99 99 ,each grain in the universe is a unit1 remove but one and chaos will follow4 99 99 99 99 99 ,hills sunlit with promise are easier to traverse than the level road upon which hope died4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is as easy for the poor man to pluck money from the rich as for the missionary to pick the pocket's of a naked savage4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a tainted heart soils the sweetest lip4 99 99 99 99 99 ,exchange the virus of hate for the antidote1 love4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a woman prefers a fervent lover to a cold husband4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a fickle woman may conquer the most constant soldier4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the begrimed soul cannot be hidden with a white-wash brush4 99 99 99 99 99 ,our efforts should be to harmonize1 not simply to change4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the most precious gem is found in the most worthless sand4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ,senate joined to the ,commons is an impotent man wedded to a vigorous maid4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the bombastic egotist floats on the crest of prosperity while the philosopher starves in his tub4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the priest counsels men in the sterile present to feed upon a pregnant future4 ,tomorrows dinner never yet fed a hungry man4 99 99 99 99 99 ,all the good in a human heart can never die4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you cannot denude a woman of her masked thoughts4 99 99 99 99 99 ,diplomacy is cultivated in men and bred in women4 99 99 99 99 99 ,he who would pluck contentment must abandon force4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to console a widow is more agreeable than to court a maid4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the man who stains the purity of a woman tarnishes his own soul4 99 99 99 99 99 ,it is difficult to distinguish the fleshy lie from the ghostly truth4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the private ownership of land is crystalized in the question ,is the unborn child an heir or a bastard8 99 99 99 99 99 ,love of the artistic does not account for the crookedness of men1 though the curve is the only true line of beauty4 99 99 99 99 99 ,sly women walk where blunt men fall4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the stench of corruption is fragrant to the lobbyist4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a shrivelled soul may hide in a bishop's paunch4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a slippery friend is more dangerous than thin ice4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the kangaroo and the miser carry all they love in a pouch4 99 99 99 99 99 ,you cannot staunch a bleeding wound with a memory or a promise4 99 99 99 99 99 ,marriage is a covenant which few women refuse and many revoke4 99 99 99 99 99 ,emotion in woman is the locomotive--wisdom1 the cow-catcher4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a misfit policy is as dangerous to a statesman as a misfit dress to a woman4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the sting of a bee is not the less to be dreaded because the bee makes honey4 99 99 99 99 99 ,creed is as akin to righteousness as a 'bucket shop' to the kingdom of heaven4 99 99 99 99 99 ,an act cannot die4 99 99 99 99 99 ,to exist is not to live4 99 99 99 99 99 ,degeneracy is born of many parents4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the rich man gives advice1 the poor man bread4 99 99 99 99 99 ,happiness is now a theory1 ,i would make it a fact4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the statute of limitation runs not against evil deeds4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the quickest cure for a passionate longing is a cold woman4 99 99 99 99 99 ,through lapse of time the few claim the inheritance of the many4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the cause of truth will not triumph so long as it is intrusted to fools4 99 99 99 99 99 ,if the weakness of the present industrial system were realized it would cease to be dangerous4 99 99 99 99 99 ,snakes eggs are hatched by the sun4 ,misers eggs--gold--by labor4 ,young snakes hiss at their mother1 misers at men4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the charitable heart hath an empty pocket4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the cry of the poor is an eternal remonstrance4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the ocean of hope springs from a single drop of sympathy4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the old-time robber was the father of the new time financier4 99 99 99 99 99 ,injustice sleeps in a bed of roses which rests on a bed of thorns4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the lamb 'love' and the wolf 'hate' tarry not long in the same pen4 99 99 99 99 99 ,a feather from the wing of truth is of more weight than a mountain of lies4 99 99 99 99 99 ,only the key sympathy can unlock the sacred chamber hidden in every heart4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the bloodless wreath of love is stronger than a tyrant's chain4 ,the one shall yet bind the world1 the other be broken by a simple wish4 99 99 99 99 99